173: The last dish is ready to be served.

"He is just the last dish."

The moment the words fell, the Immortal Lord Incarnation had descended above the basin.

He had no superfluous nonsense; in his eyes, there was only the fury and killing intent to burn everything away.

He raised his hand and pressed down gently towards the area below.

"Die."

One word, and it was Law.

One word, and it was the heavens collapsing.

The entire sky darkened. A ten-thousand-foot giant palm, condensed from pure Demonic Path Law, obscured the three blood moons and crashed down with the power to obliterate all vitality.

Ye Chenfeng did not look at the world-destroying giant palm but slammed his foot down hard.

"Boom!"

The entire Demon Tablet World trembled violently with this stomp of his.

Deep underground, the myriad soul demonic heart, where he had planted the Chaos Sword Seal, beat crazily.

A cold glint flashed in Ye Chenfeng's eyes.

He did not choose to meet the Immortal Lord's attack head-on but chose to flip the table.

He detonated the backup plan he had left behind.

The entire Demon Tablet World, this Pill Furnace meticulously constructed by Old Demon Black Flame, began to collapse from within at this moment!

"You dare!"

The Immortal Lord Incarnation let out a roar of shock and anger.

He felt the connection between himself and this world being forcibly severed by a more tyrannical force.

The momentum of his descending giant palm stalled.

"Roar!"

Zhao Wuyou seized this fleeting Opportunity and let out a dragon roar that shook the heavens.

He stopped defending and poured all his power into the dragon emperor halberd, transforming it into a golden canopy that protected Wang Duojin, Gongsun Yan, and everyone behind him.

"Zhou Tian Star Dou! Reverse the Universe!"

Wang Duojin sprayed a mouthful of essence blood onto his abacus, his eyes blood-red.

The great formation reversed instantly, no longer trapping the enemy but turning into a giant windlass, crazily pulling at the world's Laws that were about to collapse, sharing the pressure for Zhao Wuyou.

"Boom!"

The Immortal Lord's giant palm finally landed.

It did not strike the group but landed on the world Laws that Ye Chenfeng had triggered to collapse.

The sky cracked.

The earth collapsed.

Countless thick spatial rifts, like black lightning, spread around the basin.

Violent spatial turbulence gushed out from the rifts.

"Puff!"

Zhao Wuyou spat out a mouthful of blood, the dragon god phantom shattered, and his whole person was blown away by the shockwave.

Wang Duojin's abacus let out a mournful cry and cracked with several fissures, and he fainted.

Only Ye Chenfeng remained standing at the center of the storm.

He looked up, watching the Immortal Lord Incarnation, whose figure was unstable due to the world's backlash, and slowly gripped the hilt of his sword.

"Sixth Junior Brother."

He spoke softly.

A black shadow appeared silently behind him.

It was Ye Wushang.

He had been there the whole time, like the most patient hunter, waiting for the moment the prey revealed a flaw.

He looked up at the Immortal Lord Incarnation in mid-air, radiating endless demonic might, licked his lips, and spoke hoarsely.

"His demonic Origin is flawed."

"It is a split soul, incomplete."

Ye Chenfeng smiled.

"Then, let's do it."

"Clang!"

The sword left its sheath.

One sword strike, separating the worlds.

A gray Sword Qi did not slash towards the Immortal Lord Incarnation but towards the last trace of connection between him and this world.

The Immortal Lord Incarnation shook violently.

He felt himself isolated.

In that very instant.

"Your devilry is mine now."

Ye Wushang's figure disappeared from where he stood.

The next instant, he appeared behind the Immortal Lord Incarnation.

A phantom of the gate of ten thousand demons, emanating an aura of the primordial era, boomed open behind him.

Countless wisps of pitch-black Devilish Qi, more fundamental than the chains of Law, shot out like venomous snakes, tightly binding the Immortal Lord Incarnation's limbs and bones.

"This is... the Origin of Ten Thousand Demons! No! Impossible!"

The Immortal Lord Incarnation felt fear for the first time.

He struggled crazily, only to find his demonic essence being devoured madly by that strange portal.

"Little beast! This Lord will drag you down with me!"

A flicker of madness flashed in the Immortal Lord Incarnation's eyes; he wanted to self-destruct!

"Too late."

Ye Chenfeng's figure appeared before him like a ghost.

The sword in his hand had already returned to its sheath at some point.

He simply reached out and tapped gently on the Immortal Lord Incarnation's glabella.

"One sword, Return to Void."

There was no sword.

Yet there was Sword Intent.

A tiny, imperceptible gray vortex bloomed at his fingertip.

The Immortal Lord's demonic essence, which was about to detonate, seemed to find an outlet and surged crazily into that tiny vortex.

Devoured, decomposed, and turned into the purest energy.

"No—"

The Immortal Lord Incarnation let out a final roar filled with unwillingness and despair.

His body, starting from his glabella, disintegrated inch by inch, turning into spots of light in the sky, and finally, together with Ye Wushang's gate of ten thousand demons, was completely swallowed by that Return to Void Sword Intent.

Rumble!

The entire Demon Tablet World could no longer support itself.

It shattered completely.

...

Bone Square.

The space distorted.

Dozens of figures fell out of the void in a sorry state.

It was Ye Chenfeng's group, as well as survivors like Ghost Fiend and Moon Consort.

As soon as they stood firm, they saw the primal demon stele in the center of the square, which had stood for who knows how many ten thousand years, covered in spiderweb-like cracks on its surface.

"Crack..."

A soft sound.

The demon stele exploded with a roar, turning into powder filling the sky.

"Puff."

Ye Chenfeng could no longer hold on, knelt on one knee, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Tampering with an Immortal Lord's formation, forcibly devouring an Immortal Lord Incarnation, and finally detonating the entire world.

For him, who was only at the Early Stage Heavenly Immortal realm, this series of operations was too heavy a burden.

Even his Chaos Sword Body had developed hairline cracks.

"Great Master!"

Gongsun Yan hurriedly stepped forward to support him, green light surging in her palms, channeling vitality to him.

Zhao Wuyou struggled to crawl up, his aura withered, but his golden eyes were terrifyingly bright.

After this battle, he had gained a great deal.

And the one with the biggest change was Ye Wushang.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, his whole body wrapped in thick, impenetrable black Devilish Qi.

Within that Devilish Qi, a phantom of an emperor who ruled over all demons was vaguely condensing.

He had devoured a complete Immortal Lord split soul!

To him, this was a heaven-sent Opportunity!

"Hum—"

Ye Wushang's aura was the first to break through the shackles.

Mid-stage Heavenly Immortal!

Late Stage Heavenly Immortal!

Perfection Heavenly Immortal!

Early-stage Profound Immortal!

...

His aura soared all the way, only slowing down when it reached the Peak of Perfection Profound Immortal.

Just one step away from stepping into the Golden Immortal realm!

And with Ye Wushang's Breakthrough, it seemed to trigger a chain reaction.

The massive energy that Ye Chenfeng had intercepted and distributed to everyone erupted completely within their bodies.

Zhao Wuyou let out a dragon roar towards the sky, his cultivation breaking through barriers from Early Stage Heavenly Immortal and stopping steadily at Mid-stage Profound Immortal!

Gongsun Yan was filled with medicinal fragrance, her Pill Dao Saint Body shining brightly, stepping into the Late Stage Heavenly Immortal realm.

Bai Jinnian held the spring and autumn brush, chanting holy words, his body filled with Noble Spirit, promoting to Mid-stage Heavenly Immortal.

Wang Duojin woke up from his coma, felt the surging power in his body, jumped up directly, his cultivation having reached Perfection Heavenly Immortal.

And as the leader of all this.

The Chaos Sword Scripture in Ye Chenfeng's body operated automatically.

All the mixed forces he had devoured previously, including the Sword Emperor Origin, the Devil Emperor remnant soul, the Spirit of the Demonic Stele, and the final essence of the Immortal Lord Incarnation.

At this moment, they were completely crushed, fused, and unified by the Chaos millstone.

His cultivation did not soar like Ye Wushang's.

Instead, it improved steadily in a more solid, more harmonious state.

Mid-stage Heavenly Immortal... Late Stage... Perfection...

"Boom!"

An invisible shackle was shattered.

Golden Immortal!

His aura stopped steadily at Early Stage Golden Immortal.

His Foundation was so solid that it far exceeded those of the same rank!

He opened his eyes slowly, Chaos swirling in his pupils, as if stars were being born and dying.

"Hoo..."

He breathed out a mouthful of turbid air.

He felt better than ever.

Just then.

Ten thousand miles away, in a forbidden secret room deep within the Black Flame Demonic Sect.

Old Demon Black Flame, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Puff—"

A mouthful of blood containing his Origin sprayed out, corroding a large hole in the wall in front of him.

His face was filled with endless resentment and deep-seated, unbelievable shock.

"Myriad Dao Divine Sect!"

"Ye Chenfeng!"

He squeezed these words out from between his teeth.

His voice was as hoarse as a fierce ghost.

"This Lord will fight you to the death!"

...

Myriad Dao Divine Mountain, atop the main Peak.

Chu Xuanjin lay on a rocking chair, leisurely sipping tea.

In his mind, a series of System notification sounds rang out one after another like firecrackers during the New Year.

[Ding! Your Disciple Ye Chenfeng has fused many Opportunities, and his cultivation has broken through to Early Stage Golden Immortal! Triggered ten-thousand-fold return! Congratulations to the Host for obtaining a copy of "True Explanation of Chaos Dao Laws"!]

[Ding! Your Disciple Ye Wushang has devoured the Immortal Lord Incarnation, and his cultivation has broken through to Perfection Profound Immortal! Triggered one-hundred-thousand-fold critical return! Congratulations to the Host for obtaining the ancient divine object "Heart of Ten Thousand Demon Origins"!]

[Ding! Your Disciple Zhao Wuyou...]

...

[Ding! Comprehensive assessment: the strength of your Disciples has greatly improved, and the Sect's Luck has skyrocketed! Congratulations to the Host for breaking through to—Perfection Immortal King!]

A vast and boundless power surged quietly within Chu Xuanjin's body.

The aura on his body did not leak out in the slightest.

Only those eyes that had seen all the world's storms became deeper.

It seemed that even this river of time had lost its meaning in his eyes.

He put down his teacup and stretched.

"Hmm, not bad."

"At least it wasn't a wasted trip."