"RUMBLE!!!"
The seven Immortal Emperors' self-detonation was like igniting a supernova deep within the Forgotten River, even though they had all concentrated the damage within a tiny space to avoid harming others by mistake.
Violent turbulence of laws swept outward, mingled with destructive gales.
"Hold it back!!!"
Zhu Yao and Feng Qing gritted their teeth, crossing their arms tightly in front of themselves.
Seven whole Immortal Emperors.
Seven beings who stood at the very pinnacle of this world had chosen the most devastating self-detonation at the same time!
Across the Myriad Heavens and Worlds and the long ages, nothing like this had ever happened before-and likely never would again!
After a long while, the light gradually dimmed.
Si Shuo slowly lowered the arm shielding his face and gasped for breath.
He was covered in blood, but at that moment, he did not even have the strength to wipe it away.
"Just like that... they're all gone?"
Including Ancestor Si Ming, Yu Han, Lu Yu, and Nan Xuan, who had fallen earlier.
The twelve old folks who had once ruled the entire Immortal Realm had all fallen within a mere half day.
Not one remained.
"Old Chen... Old Lu..."
Scenes from all those years flashed through his mind unbidden.
For so many years, those old folks had all lived on Undying Mountain.
Though each had their own foul temper, they would occasionally share a few cups of strong liquor with him.
Those old men would also bristle their beards and glare at him, scolding him for being a junior who knew nothing about savoring liquor.
That old man Lu Yu had even given him guidance on Thunder Arts several times.
And Ancestor Si Ming...
Perhaps they could not be called supremely good people, but neither were they fiends guilty of every