"Yutuo, save me!!!"
Anlan's cry for help rang out like thunder across the Border Wasteland of the Foreign Realm, shaking even the Primordial Divine Mountain.
At that moment, countless creatures of the Foreign Realm trembled, finding it utterly inconceivable.
That was Anlan, the Immortal King!
The Peerless Titan who had once declared, "Those who chant my true name shall see eternal life in the cycle of reincarnation!"
Had he really been driven into such a desperate state?
Rumble!
Just as Jiang Chen's enormous hand, wreathed in Chaos Qi, was about to come crashing down on Anlan,
from somewhere deep within the Foreign Realm, amid an endless darkness, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted—one no weaker than Anlan's!
Then, an equally enormous black hand thrust out from the depths of the void and forcibly caught the Chaos-wreathed hand just before it fell!
Clang!
The two hands collided, their impact billions of times louder than before.
In that instant, the very fabric of space and time across the Border Wasteland of the Foreign Realm collapsed completely. Countless minor worlds were reduced to dust in the shock waves of their collision!
As the darkness receded, a towering figure emerged from the void.
Dense veils of darkness swirled around him, obscuring his true appearance. Only a pair of abyss-like eyes could be seen, gazing coldly toward the Primordial Immortal Court.
The Immortal King, Yutuo!
"Anlan, you were too careless."
A note of reproach colored Yutuo's voice, but more than that, it held wariness toward the enormous Chaos-wreathed hand before him.
Though Anlan was in a sorry state, Yutuo's support finally gave him a chance to catch his breath.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then straightened his back once more. The domineering aura of one who stood at the peak of immortality and looked down upon the world returned to him.
"Yutuo, lend me your strength!"
"Today, we'll put this beast to death here. We can't let the tiger return to the mountains!"
"Good!"
Yutuo wasted no words. He knew this was no time to assign blame.
If they didn't join forces to block this strike, Anlan wouldn't be the only one in danger. The entire Border Wasteland of the Foreign Realm might be sunk!
"Immortal light, shine through the ages!"
Yutuo roared. The dark veils around him burst into flames, transforming into the purest immortal power, which gathered in his palm.
At the same time, Anlan once again raised the Golden Ancient Spear. Though bent, it remained sharp.
"Red Edge Spear! Immortal Shield!"
What a terrifying sight it was to see two Immortal Kings join forces!
Two beams of light, powerful enough to pierce the Heavens and Myriad Worlds, shot into the sky and intertwined. In the end, they formed a vast net of laws that swept fiercely toward the Chaos-wreathed hand!
Rumble!
This collision was no longer a simple contest of strength. It was a struggle between laws and the Great Dao!
In an instant, the heavens crumbled and the myriad paths wailed!
At last, under the combined assault of the two Immortal Kings, the Chaos-wreathed hand faltered slightly.
But in that brief pause, the terrifying power contained within it found an outlet and suddenly erupted!
Pfft!
Under the force of that blow, even the two Immortal Kings together struggled to hold on.
Anlan, at the very heart of the battlefield, spat out another mouthful of blood, his body trembling violently.
If the Immortal War Chariot hadn't promptly flared with light to protect its master, he would have been sent flying again.
Yutuo fared somewhat better, but the black hand he had thrust out was now riddled with cracks. Drops of black immortal blood even fell from it, corroding the void below.
"How is this possible?!"
Realizing just how powerful their opponent was, Yutuo was filled with shock.
Joined together, he and Anlan could put up a fight even against a true Peerless Titan from the Immortal Domain.
Yet now, against this hand reaching across the endless reaches of space and time, they were still at a disadvantage?
And...
Yutuo lifted his head, staring fixedly at the Chaos-wreathed hand. Within that power, he sensed an aura that made even his soul tremble!
It was a supreme aura that surpassed the Immortal Kings, surpassed the myriad paths of the heavens, and even stood above all things!
"Emperor..."
Yutuo's throat went dry. He struggled to force out a single word.
Though that aura was incredibly faint, almost imperceptible, it meant their opponent had already touched upon that domain, if only slightly.
Even if he had merely found the road ahead and not yet set foot upon it, a being like that stood on a wholly different level from them—powerful enough to crush the eternal blue heavens.
Anlan, standing nearby, had naturally sensed that elusive aura as well. His pupils contracted, and his eyes filled with horror.
"How can this be? Wasn't that domain severed long ago?!"
At the same time, as the two Immortal Kings stood there in shock and uncertainty,
deep within the Foreign Realm, in an ancient forbidden land that had lain silent for countless ages, a pair of terrifying eyes suddenly opened and turned toward them.
Beneath a desolate plain elsewhere, a coffin that had been buried for countless eras suddenly trembled, emitting a dull thud.
"The Emperor's road has reappeared? In this era, has someone nearly found that path once more?"
Deep within the divine palace of the Primordial Immortal Court.
Jiang Chen's expression remained calm. The two Immortal Kings joining forces had not unsettled him in the slightest.
He didn't attack again. After all, this was a strike launched across endless space and time, and it had taken a tremendous toll.
Besides, he had sensed the ancient beings awakening deep within the Foreign Realm.
Even if he wasn't afraid of those old monsters, there was no need to provoke them all and go to war with the entire Foreign Realm right now.
"Very well. Let this end here."
With that, Jiang Chen reached down once more. His calm voice rang out again, echoing across the Border Wasteland of the Foreign Realm.
"Anlan, it is already settled that your son was outmatched."
"If you dare bully the young with your strength again, I will personally come to the Foreign Realm and kill you!"
As his words fell, the Chaos-wreathed hand abruptly closed around Ye Qingyu, who had been hovering at the edge of the battlefield.
Then it vanished into the spatial rift.
Just then, several terrifying auras hurtled over from the depths of the Foreign Realm and descended upon the battlefield.
A few elders dressed in ancient robes appeared out of thin air. An aura of decay clung to them.
Their seniority was astonishing. Each was an old monster who had lived through countless eras—indeed, they were even older than Anlan and Yutuo!
"Greetings, Ancient Ancestors!"
Seeing them appear, Anlan and Yutuo dared not act casually. They hurriedly bowed.
Back when they had still been True Immortals, these elders had already been Immortal Kings.
They had remained absent from the annals of history all these years because they had been in seclusion, striving to touch the higher realm of legend.
Now, however, Jiang Chen's single strike had brought them all out of seclusion.
Hearing Anlan and Yutuo's words, one of the elders ignored them and stared intently in the direction where Jiang Chen had vanished, lost in thought.
After a while, he seemed to notice something. With a wave of his sleeve, wisps of debris rose from the ground below, which had been reduced to a ruin. They gathered before him and reformed into a broken scepter...
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