650: Chapter 650 Your Hundred Immortals Alliance, do you even deserve to talk about the big picture?

Immortal King Mo Chen's cold order, like the pronouncement of the Grim Reaper, pierced through the chaotic turbulence and echoed resoundingly across the Xuanhuang World.

Before the words even faded, the Hundred Immortals Alliance army, which had long been ready for battle, surged in like a breached flood through the ten-thousand-foot-wide gap in the barrier!

"Form ranks! Meet the enemy!"

Wang Zhan's roar, filled with bloodlust, tore through the air that had nearly stagnated from immense fear.

"Kill!"

Ling Canglan, Xing Tianao, Yuan Tiangang... Every Great Emperor did not hesitate in the slightest. They burned their Emperor Blood, unleashed their Origin, and followed closely behind, hurling their Dao and Law, their very lives, without reservation into that world-destroying breach.

The brilliant Imperial light, like moths to a flame, appeared small and tragic.

"Ants, you dare to block the way?"

A trace of cruel mockery appeared on Immortal Lord Heiyan's face.

He didn't even make a Move; instead, the rows of neatly arranged immortal soldier phalanxes behind him began to Move.

In the front row, a captain of Earth Immortal Rank indifferently raised the war halberd in his hand, which was shimmering with runes of destruction.

With just a forward swing, a grey halberd shadow, purely condensed from immortal Law, tore through the chaotic Qi currents, crossed the Void Realm, and slammed into the Imperial Dao barrier that Wang Zhan and the others had jointly erected.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the barrier shattered.

Wang Zhan's whole body shuddered violently as if struck head-on by a burning star. His Emperor body was instantly covered in cracks, golden Emperor Blood sprayed out, and he flew backward, collapsing tens of thousands of miles of mountain ranges.

Ling Canglan's Emperor sword shattered inch by inch, half of Xing Tianao's Emperor body exploded into a blood mist, and Yuan Tiangang, having manifested his true form, was also struck by the aftermath, his bones broken and tendons snapped...

Just a casual strike from a single captain, and the defensive line set up by over a dozen Great Emperors was pierced through like paper, collapsing instantly.

The gap was so large it was despair-inducing. It was so large that even fighting to the death seemed ridiculous.

They could only watch helplessly as the Immortal Domain army entered the Xuanhuang World without obstruction.

Inside the Xuanhuang World, countless living beings looked up at the terrifying scene in the sky, watching their Great Emperors and Venerables fall like kites with broken strings. Cries and desperate shouts resounded across the land.

The moment the Hundred Immortals Alliance army set foot on the Xuanhuang land, the bodies of all the immortal cultivators trembled slightly, and their eyes instantly welled up with an indescribable obsession and intoxication.

The immortal spirit qi here, while not as dense as in the depths of the Immortal Domain, was not as impure as in the Immortal Domain, but rather pure to an extreme degree.

Compared to the fragments in the Immortal Domain that had been repeatedly plundered, this complete, newborn world with its rich Origin was the home they had dreamed of.

Immortal King Mo Chen and Immortal King Ziting hovered in mid-air, lightly rubbing their fingertips, feeling the rich Origin aura lingering in their palms.

The burning heat in their eyes was almost tangible as their gazes swept across the vast mountains and rivers below, as if they were appraising a perfect treasure.

Immortal King Ziting looked down at the shattered mountains and rivers below and the ant-like struggles, lightning burning in his eyes: "The purity of this world's Origin is truly a gift from heaven. If we control this place, why would our Hundred Immortals Alliance need to look at others' faces any longer!"

Immortal King Mo Chen also nodded, his ambition soaring in the depths of his eyes: "This world shall be the Foundation of our Hundred Immortals Alliance. From today on, this world belongs to me, and the structure of the Immortal Domain shall be rewritten by us!"

Down below, Wang Zhan supported his broken Emperor body and crawled with difficulty out of the collapsed mountain range.

Golden Emperor Blood stained his whole body, yet he still stared fixedly at the Hundred Immortals Alliance army that had set foot in Xuanhuang. There was not a trace of fear in his eyes, only the determination to burn everything away.

Ling Canglan picked up the broken pieces of his Emperor sword, Xing Tianao condensed half his body with his Origin, Yuan Tiangang shook the blood off his body, and those Great Emperors and quasi-emperors who had fallen actually struggled to stand up one by one.

Their aura was weak, their bodies broken, yet they still stood shoulder to shoulder, blocking the path in front of billions of living beings.

The mockery on Immortal Lord Heiyan's face deepened, and impatient killing intent flashed across it: "Ignorant ants, let this Lord send you all to the afterlife, so you stop being an eyesore!"

Before the words faded, black-red destruction immortal light surged around him, and a giant palm that covered the sky condensed in his palm. With the momentum to crush everything, it slammed down towards Wang Zhan and the other broken Great Emperors!

Before the giant palm arrived, the terrifying pressure had already caused the earth to crack. Wang Zhan and the others' already broken bodies were trembling, and Emperor Blood gushed out frantically along their cracks, yet they still gritted their teeth, not retreating in the slightest.

The shouts of the Xuanhuang sentient beings came to an abrupt halt, and everyone closed their eyes. The most desperate moment had finally arrived.

But at this critical juncture, a rough and domineering shout exploded like a thunderclap across the world: "I'd like to see you dare!"

Before the words faded, a massive aura like a mountain suddenly erupted above the sky of the Xuanhuang World. A figure dressed in a rough cloth Daoist robe appeared behind Immortal Lord Heiyan as if teleporting.

Without any extra Moves, he simply raised a large foot clad in a rough cloth Daoist boot and, with the force of ten thousand jun, kicked hard into Immortal Lord Heiyan's back!

"Bang!"

With a loud noise that shook the universe, the destruction giant palm condensed by Immortal Lord Heiyan instantly dissipated, and his whole body flew off like a struck cannonball.

He turned into a black-red stream of light, shattering countless Void Realms, and slammed heavily onto a dead, silent star millions of miles away.

The star collapsed with a roar, dust filled the sky, and Immortal Lord Heiyan's scream came from an endless distance away, his aura instantly chaotic and dissipating.

"Urgh... Who ambushed me?"

"Your grandfather."

Third Old Ancestor stood in the Void Realm with his hands behind his back, his Peak Immortal Lord pressure descending like a canopy.

He glanced at the dumbfounded Wang Zhan and the others below, then turned to look at the miserable Immortal Lord Heiyan, grinned, and said in a tone filled with undisguised dominance: "This is the territory of Xuanhuang; is it your turn, you bunch of scum, to run wild here?"

Third Old Ancestor's domineering shout and the earth-shaking bang intertwined, waking the Xuanhuang sentient beings who were frozen in place, eyes closed, awaiting destruction.

They slowly opened their eyes and looked at the figure in the rough cloth Daoist robe in the Void Realm. The despair and numbness on their faces were gradually replaced by confusion, astonishment, and finally, unbelievable ecstasy.

"Who is that?!"

"A single figure kicked that devil away? Are we saved?"

"Oh my god! Is it an immortal descending to earth?!"

Cries and shouts resounded across the land once more, but they were no longer desperate wails, but the excitement and exhilaration of surviving a disaster.

All the surviving Xuanhuang experts were heavily impacted by this sudden reversal.

When Xing Tianao saw Third Old Ancestor's figure, his eyes were filled with extreme shock. He recognized this person; it was one of the Old Ancestors of the Sect where the Honorable One resided.

He clearly only had Quasi-Earth cultivation at the time, yet now he was revealing such a formidable aura.

As for the Hundred Immortals Alliance side, they had long lost their previous arrogance and fanaticism.

Immortal King Mo Chen and Immortal King Ziting hovered in mid-air, their smiles suddenly frozen on their faces, the burning heat and ambition in their eyes instantly replaced by gravity and suspicion.

"Peak Immortal Lord?! How can there be a Peak Immortal Lord in this world?!" Immortal King Ziting's tone was filled with unbelievable shock.

He frowned deeply, a trace of wariness flashing in the depths of his eyes: "This person's movement technique is strange, and his aura is dense; he is definitely not an ordinary Peak Immortal Lord. It seems this world is much more complex than we imagined."

Immortal King Mo Chen, however, did not care, staring at Third Old Ancestor with disdain: "Do you think just because you are a Peak Immortal Lord, you can change the grand trend? Ridiculous! Do you really think my Hundred Immortals Alliance has no one else?"

But just at this moment—"Grand trend?"

A voice, steady and clear, yet like the friction of ten-thousand-year-old black ice, carrying a kind of indifference that pierced through falsehoods, sounded unhurriedly in the depths of every living being's Divine Soul.

"Does your Hundred Immortals Alliance even deserve to talk about the grand trend?"

The moment the words fell, "Boom!"

A vast, dense, and pure Battle Intent that made the Soul tremble, mixed with a chilling, bone-piercing murderous intent that seemed capable of freezing time and space.

Without any warning, it descended resoundingly from above the nine heavens of the Xuanhuang Great World, from the very extreme of the Void Realm!