654: Chapter 654 I surrender!

Just then, a roar that shook the universe suddenly erupted from above the firmament.

Zi Ting Immortal King was being forced into a continuous retreat by the Great Ancestor. Most of his lightning armor had shattered, the lightning around him was dim and lusterless, and even his immortal power had begun to fluctuate wildly.

His eyes were filled with madness and unwillingness as he roared at Mo Chen Immortal King:

"Mo Chen! Finish this quickly! Hurry up and deal with these four pieces of trash so you can come and assist me! If we drag this out any longer, we're both going to fall here!"

Mo Chen Immortal King, who was being tightly encircled by the four Old Ancestors, had long since lost his usual arrogance, leaving only resentment and mania in his heart.

Although he possessed the cultivation of an Immortal King, he was locked firmly in the formation by four Peak Immortal Lords. The four worked together seamlessly, their every coordinated attack precisely targeting his points of exertion.

He wanted to break out and escape, but his retreat had long been sealed off; he couldn't even find the slightest gap.

He wanted to launch a desperate counterattack, but every time he struck, the four would join forces to block him, and he would instead end up with new wounds carved by their Sword Qi.

The bloodstains on his black robes grew more numerous, the runes on his Soul-Devouring Shield grew increasingly dim, and even his dao foundation was throbbing with faint pain.

"What the hell do you expect me to do?!"

Mo Chen Immortal King roared hoarsely, his eyes filled with malevolence and helplessness.

"I can barely protect myself!"

He roared and spat out a mouthful of his Origin immortal blood. His pitch-black immortal power surged by thirty percent, barely forcing the four Old Ancestors back for a split second, but the cost of overdrawing his Origin manifested immediately.

His face turned as pale as paper, and his aura suddenly became unstable. Just as he steadied himself, the attacks of the four Old Ancestors followed in succession, trapping him in the formation once again, leaving him with almost no time to breathe.

The decline in the high-end battlefield spread like a plague to the middle and low-level battlefields.

The Immortal Lords of the Hundred Immortals Alliance were already being held back by the Azure Profound Sect Peak Masters. Now, seeing the two Immortal Kings being pushed back step by step, their minds were thrown into chaos, and their attacks immediately faltered.

Shi Wanshan seized the opportunity, sweeping his giant staff and smashing it heavily against Immortal Lord Heiyan's defensive Magic Treasure. With a crisp "crack," the Magic Treasure shattered, and Immortal Lord Heiyan was sent flying backward, his blood and Qi churning.

Ye Guying's Chaos Sword Qi was incomparably sharp. With a single strike, he pierced the center of his opponent's brow. That Hundred Immortals Alliance Immortal Lord didn't even have time to scream before his Divine Soul was utterly destroyed.

The collapse of the other battlefields was even more rapid.

Xiao Ruobai's fist momentum surged, the golden light as dazzling as the scorching sun. With one punch, he shattered two Heavenly Immortals. Seeing this, the remaining eight Heavenly Immortals lost all their previous arrogance and turned to flee.

But how could Xiao Ruobai give them a chance? His figure flashed, chasing after them as if teleporting. As his iron fist descended, two more Heavenly Immortals fell in response.

Fang Hanyu's sword light flickered, reaping lives like a harvester, cutting down the fleeing Heavenly Immortals one by one. The corpses at his feet had already piled up like a mountain.

Ling Xi's Devouring Dao Rhyme spread out, enveloping a large swath of the enemy army. The immortal power of countless Earth Immortals and Heavenly Immortals was forcibly devoured, and they collapsed to the ground, withered.

Wang Xiaopang's hands danced, runes constantly pouring out. More and more enemy troops were trapped, and the sounds of explosions rose one after another.

Mo Yu's Qilin True Fire burned the heavens and earth. Wherever it passed, the enemy army was routed, and cries of weeping and begging for mercy were endless.

The other Core Disciples of the Azure Profound Sect were even more valiant, with True Immortals and Earth Immortals falling in droves before them.

Taking advantage of the slight lull in the four Old Ancestors' offensive, Mo Chen Immortal King instinctively looked down at the battlefield below. This single glance completely extinguished the last shred of struggle in his heart.

He clearly saw that the Immortal Lords under his command were either killed or surrounded, the Heavenly Immortals were fleeing in defeat, and the True Immortals were kneeling and begging for mercy.

The once orderly army was now like a stray dog, chased everywhere by the Azure Profound Sect Disciples. Corpses littered the field, blood flowed like a river, and they didn't even have the strength to resist.

Above, Zi Ting Immortal King was at the end of his rope and could be defeated by the Great Ancestor at any moment.

Beside him, the siege of the four Peak Immortal Lords grew increasingly fierce, his injuries worsened, and the Soul-Devouring Shield could shatter at any moment.

Below, the army had completely collapsed, and there wasn't a single person left to support him.

His retreat was cut off, hope for reinforcements was gone, and continuing to resist would only lead to death.

The dignity of an Immortal King, which he had been so proud of, became worthless in the face of life and death.

"Stop—!"

Mo Chen Immortal King suddenly roared, his voice filled with despair and dejection. He abruptly put away the Soul-Devouring Shield that was on the verge of shattering.

His immortal power instantly retracted, he raised his hands high above his head, and even lowered his head.

"I surrender! I am willing to submit to the Xuanhuang World, offer up all my treasures, Cultivation Techniques, and immortal veins; I only ask that you Lords spare my life!"

These words were like a thunderclap, exploding across the entire battlefield.

Upon hearing this, the Cultivators of the Hundred Immortals Alliance faltered in their attacks, their eyes filled with disbelief. An Immortal King-level expert had actually surrendered?!

The last shred of fighting spirit in their hearts completely collapsed along with Mo Chen Immortal King's surrender.

High above in the firmament, Zi Ting Immortal King no longer possessed even a shred of the prestige of a Middle Stage Immortal King, being forced back repeatedly by the Great Ancestor.

With every step he retreated, the Void Realm beneath his feet would crack with hideous fissures, and the lightning around him was as dim as a candle in the wind.

The lightning armor on his body had long since shattered completely, and the broken fragments, mixed with immortal blood, fell rustling from the Void Realm.

A wound on his chest, deep enough to see the bone, was still continuously bleeding immortal blood. It was a severe injury left by the Great Ancestor's palm strike just moments ago, and even his dao foundation had been shaken violently.

Every time he circulated even a fraction of his immortal power, it felt like thousands of steel needles were piercing his dao foundation, making his entire body convulse in pain.

In his heart, a monstrous surge of disbelief and unwillingness churned.

The opponent was clearly only an Early Stage Immortal King, a full minor Realm lower than him, yet their combat power was so formidable that it completely overturned his understanding!

Little did he know, the people of the Azure Profound Sect practiced in a Holy Land in the Cangyun World where the immortal spirit qi was dense to the extreme.

With the added blessings of supreme Magic Treasures and Heaven-Defying Cultivation Techniques bestowed by Gu Changge, their Foundations were unimaginably solid, far beyond what he, an Immortal King who achieved his status within a shattered immortal domain, could compare to.

The Great Ancestor's immortal light enveloped him like a canopy, and the Immortal King pressure bore down on him like Mount Tai.

It left him without even the strength to lift his head, forcing him to desperately prop up his shattered body and clumsily block every attack.

The shadow of death, like a cold tide, gradually washed over his limbs and bones. That suffocating feeling of being on the verge of falling was devouring his sanity with every passing second.

Just at this moment of suffocating despair, Mo Chen Immortal King's cowardly cry of surrender came from below— "I surrender! I am willing to submit to the Xuanhuang World..."

That voice was light, but it struck like a thunderclap in Zi Ting Immortal King's mind, instantly shattering the last shred of support in his heart.

He turned his head to look, only to see Mo Chen Immortal King had put away the Soul-Devouring Shield, his hands raised high, his head bowed in a humble posture of begging for life—where was there any trace of an Immortal King's pride left?

A subordinate Immortal King had betrayed him, his army of millions had collapsed, he was forced to the brink of death by a powerful enemy, and he couldn't see a glimmer of hope...

All the despair, humiliation, unwillingness, and anger erupted in his chest like a volcano, instantly burning away his last shred of sanity and driving him completely mad!

Zi Ting Immortal King's eyes split open, his eyeballs bloodshot, and the immortal blood spilling from the corner of his mouth mixed with a crazed smile. The remaining lightning around his body suddenly became incomparably violent, causing the Void Realm to tremble with bursts of vibration.

He used his last ounce of strength, his roar shaking the firmament, shrill and miserable like the wail of a trapped beast before death:

"Mo Chen! You coward! The Hundred Immortals Alliance has no Immortal Kings who surrender! Are you worthy of the millions of Cultivators in the Alliance? Are you worthy of your status as an Immortal King?!"