81: True Immortals from All Races Descend

Three days later.

Di Yan was reviewing memorials in the Taiyan Imperial Study when he suddenly felt something and looked up toward the sky outside the hall.

A low, heavy hum echoed throughout the entire sky of the Five Evolutions True Realm.

In the depths of the firmament, the light of the originally steady Zhou Tian Stars began to flicker violently, alternating between brightness and darkness.

Immediately after, several indescribable, majestic auras broke directly into the Five Evolutions True Realm from the outside!

"They've finally arrived."

Di Yan set down his vermilion brush and stood up to walk out of the Imperial Study.

Wei Zhongxian did not dare to be slow and followed closely behind with a bow.

Di Yan stood on the jade steps outside the Imperial Study, his deep eyes reflecting the phenomena in the sky.

A massive star burning with emerald flames, trailing a tail that spanned the horizon, crashed into the core of the Wan Shou Forest in the Eastern Wasteland.

The star shattered, turning into incomparably pure Primeval Demonic Qi that permeated the surroundings.

Amidst the dust and flames, figures of various forms radiating a primeval aura slowly walked out.

The leader had a dragon's head and a human's body, clad in armor of ten thousand scales, with eyes that seemed to contain the rotation of the sun and moon; his pressure was so great that all the Yao Race of the Eastern Wasteland involuntarily prostrated themselves on the ground, letting out devout whimpers.

At the same time.

On the Southern Border Demon Lands.

A pitch-black demon palace constructed from countless skeletons tore through the Void Realm and settled firmly atop the highest Demon Mountain.

The palace gates opened, and an ancient member of the Demon Race walked out with several Great Emperors.

Their eyes were cold and indifferent, with dark-gold demonic patterns flowing across their skin.

In the Western Desert, yellow sand filled the sky.

In the depths of the originally dead desert, over a dozen pillars of light soared into the sky one after another.

The Lionman Race, forged from gold, stepped out from the radiance.

The Sand Race, who controlled wind and sand, awakened from the radiance.

Over a dozen long-vanished Great Emperors and True Immortals of various races descended upon this desolate land.

The most heart-palpitating fluctuation came from the Northern Underworld Sea in the far north.

An ice-blue divine light pierced through the world barrier and fell into that boundless black ocean.

Wherever the light passed, tens of thousands of miles of sea instantly froze, condensing into Divine Crystals containing sacred runes!

A group of figures with perfect features walked upon the ice under the endless divine light.

Their auras were cold and noble, carrying an indifference that transcended all living beings.

Within a short period of time.

One by one, Great Emperors and True Immortals descended to the cores of their respective races from outside the Five Evolutions True Realm.

Outside the Taiyan Imperial Study.

Di Yan stood with his hands behind his back, taking in the dramatic changes across the world.

"Eighteen True Immortals, one hundred and thirty-two Great Emperors... these races have truly mobilized in great numbers just to obtain the Dynasty."

After a moment of silence.

He walked back into the Imperial Study, sat back on his dragon throne, picked up the vermilion brush, and commanded coldly:

"Pass down the order: the Dynasty is to enter the highest state of war readiness. Additionally, summon the ministers to the hall for an immediate meeting."

"This old servant obeys your decree!" Wei Zhongxian took the order and withdrew... Meanwhile.

Deep within the Wan Shou Forest of the Eastern Wasteland.

The Yao Emperor Thunder Prison had already shrunk his ten-thousand-foot tiger body into an eight-foot human form, looking quite fierce in his black-gold tiger-patterned armor.

He bowed deeply to the nine figures in front of him, his voice respectful: "Thunder Prison welcomes the lords to the Five Evolutions True Realm."

The leading Azure Dragon True Immortal nodded: "Are you the lord of the Yao Race in this realm?"

"Indeed, I am," Thunder Prison replied with his head lowered, his eyes quickly scanning the nine individuals.

That pressure, which far exceeded a Great Emperor's, must definitely be at the True Immortal realm.

He just didn't know their specific cultivation levels, which made him feel apprehensive.

"How is the preparation of the Yao Race army?" Azure Dragon True Immortal's voice was solemn. "Since we have come, we cannot let the God and Demon Races seize the initiative. Dispatch the troops to the Dynasty immediately; we must take at least one-fifth of the Central State's territory!"

Thunder Prison's body stiffened, but he eventually asked with forced courage, "May I ask, Lord, what is your current cultivation level?"

"Insolence! How can you question Lord Azure Dragon's cultivation?"

A furious roar exploded as Blood Fang Great Emperor stepped out from beside Azure Dragon True Immortal, his tiger-like eyes wide and his identical Demonic Qi locking onto Thunder Prison.

"Blood Fang, step back." Azure Dragon True Immortal waved his hand, his gaze falling on Thunder Prison's tense face. "Since he dared to ask, there must be a reason. Speak, what's going on?"

Thunder Prison breathed a sigh of relief and quickly reported, "Lord, you may not know, but three days ago, the Stone Race Old Ancestor led twelve Great Emperors in a surprise attack on the Dynasty, hoping to seize the initiative."

"Who would have thought a general of the Dynasty at the Great Emperor Seventh Layer would step in and kill the twelve Great Emperors of the Stone Race all by himself!"

"The Stone Race's True Immortal Old Ancestor vanished without a trace after entering the Taiyan Imperial Palace. Rumor has it that he has already fallen at the hands of Emperor Yan."

He paused, lowering his voice, "If the rumors are true, I would venture to guess that Emperor Yan's strength is likely comparable to the True Immortal Late Stage, or even the Peak..."

Before he could finish, the Great Emperors broke into an uproar.

Their originally spirited expressions froze, replaced by deep solemnity.

Although the Xuan Cang Great Thousand World did not have a branch of their Yao Race, they had heard of this Stone Race True Immortal Old Ancestor.

He had been famous for a long time; how could he have fallen in the Dynasty?

"Nonsense!"

Blood Fang Great Emperor was furious and stepped forward to grab Thunder Prison by the collar.

"We just checked; the Dynasty's golden dragon of destiny still has only five claws. If it were an Immortal Court, it would have nine. This indicates that Emperor Yan's cultivation hasn't broken through to True Immortal at all. How could he possibly kill the Stone Race Old Ancestor?"

"Moreover, Lord Azure Dragon is at the True Immortal Middle Stage. If Emperor Yan were a True Immortal, how could he escape the Lord's perception?"

Thunder Prison's face turned red from being throttled, but he still insisted, "Lord, these things should not be false. If you don't believe me, you can investigate for yourselves."

Blood Fang Great Emperor frowned; Thunder Prison did not look like he was lying.

Could it really be as he said?

How could a Major Thousand World produce such a Prodigy who can defy mortality to slay immortals?

Thinking of this, he slowly released Thunder Prison.

Thunder Prison caught his breath; this fellow Great Emperor really had a fiery temper.

After a long silence, Azure Dragon True Immortal suddenly spoke: "You said earlier that the Dynasty has a general at the Great Emperor Seventh Layer who defeated twelve Stone Race Great Emperors alone?"

Thunder Prison nodded repeatedly: "Lord, I'm not sure if Emperor Yan is a True Immortal, but this matter is absolutely true. I even have image evidence here."

As he spoke, he took out a palm-sized beast bone Quasi-Emperor weapon. The moment spiritual energy was injected, the surface of the bone lit up with a faint white light, and a clear image unfolded in the air.

In the image.

A man clad in blood-colored armor radiated a soaring killing intent, the long sword in his hand cutting through the enemies like vegetables.

The twelve Stone Race Great Emperors were powerless before him, falling one after another as blood stained the entire battlefield.

Seeing this scene, the nine people, including Azure Dragon True Immortal, all gasped, their dragon and tiger pupils shrinking simultaneously.

"Lord, this... what kind of combat power is this?"

Blood Fang's voice carried a hint of trembling as he looked solemnly at Azure Dragon True Immortal.

Azure Dragon True Immortal took a deep breath, the muscles under his dragon scales tightening slightly: "If I'm not mistaken, although this person is only at the Great Emperor Seventh Layer, he already possesses Immortal Rank combat power."

"Immortal Rank combat power?" The Great Emperors gasped again, their faces full of disbelief.

Blood Fang said in shock, "Lord, if that's the case, then this person's talent is already comparable to the peerless Prodigies of the Supreme World!"