79: When the young lord arrives, life is as worthless as grass.

Looking at the giant hole in the sky and the Chaos storm outside the realm caused by the battle, Yu Xuzi was dumbfounded.

The terrified Embracing Star was immediately pulled back into the Yuxu Grotto-Heaven, and even he himself was ready to transmigrate and flee the world at any moment.

It was too terrifying.

What kind of existence was outside that world?

That pair of giant silver hands was more majestic and massive than a thousand-mile mountain range, tearing through the world barrier with ease, and a single roar could shake the entire Fei Chen Realm.

Yu Xuzi had no doubt that the two mysterious beings outside the world could easily shatter the entire Fei Chen Realm.

"To be able to leave the world barrier and travel through the Chaos Void Realm, they must be at least fifth-rank Primordial Spirit Dao Lords!"

"I've heard that Dao Lords have the power to collapse continents and crush stars with their palms. Could it be that two Primordial Spirit Dao Lords are battling outside?"

"Maybe even True Immortals."

Yu Xuzi's nerves were taut, countless thoughts flashing through his mind, yet his eyes remained fixed on the giant crater hundreds of miles away.

A seven-colored radiance shot up from there into the sky.

"Boom— Boom— Boom—"

With a roar that tore through the heavens, trailing a hundred-mile-long magnificent wake, it brushed past less than a hundred miles from Yu Xuzi and disappeared into the southeastern horizon.

"A two-hundred-zhang-tall humanoid phantom."

"It shouldn't be a Dharma Aspect; it's a bit too short, and its Aura isn't strong enough. More like a Dharma Aspect Embryo?"

Yu Xuzi recalled the records in the Shanhai Major Thousand Worlds Overview: the strongest among the third-rank Immortal Masters are those who can condense a Dharma Aspect Embryo in advance.

They are also honored as: "Young Lord"!

Such an existence will inevitably become a Dharma Aspect True Lord in the future, and is considered invincible among the third rank.

Thus, there is the saying of the "Young True Lord."

They are the core true disciples of every Immortal sect and Dao lineage.

"I didn't expect a Human Race Young Lord to descend upon the Fei Chen Realm."

Meanwhile.

The world barrier in the sky also began to slowly close, and the rumbling sounds that made the entire Fei Chen Realm tremble and wail gradually faded away.

It seemed the battle between those two unknown entities was moving away from the Fei Chen Realm.

Aside from the seven-colored figure that landed in this realm, the giant meteorite crater on the Northwestern Plateau, and the tens of thousands of demon troops that perished in an instant, it seemed as if the Fei Chen Realm remained the same as always.

"The southeast..."

Yu Xuzi gazed into the distance, suddenly remembering what Venerable Yun Miao had told him before.

"A meteor fell from the heavens into the East Sea, bringing the disaster of the Extraterrestrial Demons."

"Perhaps he went to the East Sea?"

"Could there be some treasure inside? To think it's worth two beings of at least the fifth rank or higher fighting outside!"

Unfortunately, Yu Xuzi could only think about it.

Not to mention those two great figures outside, just the Demon Kings among the demons and the Human Race Young Lord who had just descended were definitely not someone Yu Xuzi could deal with.

"The Formation of this Heavenly Pass is broken. I'll find a way to sneak in first and act low-key in the shadows, then wait until that Young Lord leaves."

Yu Xuzi didn't believe that a Young Lord with such a grand background would stay in the Fei Chen Realm for long.

From the fact that he saved the Heavenly Pass Cultivators but didn't even show himself to meet them, it could be seen that saving them was likely just a casual gesture.

Presumably, once he completed his mission, he would be guided away... The dust and smoke slowly settled.

Above the Heavenly Pass, a deathly silence lasted for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

The remaining few thousand Cultivators of the Fei Chen Realm stood frozen in place, as if turned into stone statues, their very breathing stilled.

Their eyes were blankly fixed on the area outside the pass; the Northwestern Plateau, once submerged in a sea of pitch-black demons, was now nothing but a bottomless giant crater.

"Gone... all gone?"

A young Qi Refining Cultivator's voice trembled, breaking the eerie silence. The longsword in his hand fell to the ground with a "clatter," but no one cared.

Venerable Chifeng, at the Late Stage of Dao Foundation, shuddered violently as if waking from a dream. He stumbled forward a few steps, leaning against the crumbling "city wall," and gazed as far as he could.

He was the leader in charge of this Heavenly Pass and the Sect Head of the Crimson Gold Sect, the overlord of the Fei Chen Realm's Cultivation World.

He was also the strongest Cultivator in this realm at present.

"Truly... all gone."

His voice was dry, filled with unbelievable daze. "Over a hundred second-rank demons... tens of thousands of first-rank demons... all wiped out."

"Whoosh—!!"

Only now did the delayed clamor erupt among the crowd.

It wasn't simple cheering, but more like a near-breakdown clamor after the release of extreme shock and fear.

"Heavenly punishment! It's heavenly punishment!"

"It's the Upper Realm behind the barrier! The Immortal Envoys of the Upper Realm have descended! Hahaha!"

"Holy crap! That star! That giant hand! That Demon Dragon! Did you all see them??!"

"Terrifying!"

"It's an Immortal! An Immortal came to save us! I knew the Upper Realm Immortals wouldn't just ignore us!"

"Waaaah~"

"..."

Cries, screams, and incoherent sounds of relief intertwined.

Many Cultivators collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath as if drained of all strength.

Only now did the immense pressure—of being driven and hunted like cattle by the demon army, witnessing countless deaths, and fearing day and night that the defense line would collapse and the world would be destroyed—burst forth from their taut nerves like a flood breaking a dam.

Some wept with their heads in their hands, while others repeatedly kowtowed toward the void where the seven-colored phantom had disappeared.

Venerable Chifeng did not move.

He still stood at the very front of the city walls, his pale gold Daoist robe fluttering gently in the lingering astral winds.

His gaze swept across the massive deep crater, across the world barrier in the void that was slowly repairing its terrifying tears, and finally settled on the wilderness that had returned to silence but was now riddled with scars.

"It wasn't heavenly punishment, nor did it seem like an intentional rescue."

Venerable Chifeng spoke. His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly suppressed the surrounding noise and reached the ears of the remaining twenty or thirty Dao Foundation Cultivators beside him.

Everyone suddenly turned to look at him: "Fellow Daoist Chifeng, what did you say?"

"There is no doubt that the way that star fell was targeted; it precisely cleared the densest part of the demon army but avoided the Heavenly Pass, saving us."

Venerable Chifeng closed his eyes and said slowly, "If I'm not mistaken, the being that descended from the heavens went straight to the East Sea. Combined with the earth-shattering battle that just occurred outside..."

"Perhaps it is precisely because of the struggle between those great figures of the Upper Realm that our Fei Chen Realm suffered this collateral disaster."

The atmosphere fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone looked at each other, their skin crawling with fear.

"Hehehe."

"Collateral disaster..."

Venerable Chifeng murmured, the wild joy of surviving a disaster in his eyes gradually replaced by a deeper awe and bewilderment.

"In the eyes of these great figures, what exactly do the billions of Mortals and countless living beings of the Fei Chen Realm count for?"