824: Chapter 825 Gu Changge Arrives!

"Reinforcements?!"

"They are our reinforcements?!"

"The Immortal Realm... The Immortal Realm hasn't forgotten us!!"

Atop the barrier and across the continent, all the Immortal Realm defenders, who had either closed their eyes waiting for death or were gritting their teeth to hold on, were completely stunned.

They stared blankly at the vast ocean surging from the depths of Chaos, looking at those unfamiliar yet blood-related figures with soaring Battle Intent, unable to believe their own eyes.

It had been millions of years!

They had been rooted in this Chaos Wasteland, fighting bloody battles day and night.

They had long grown accustomed to being isolated and helpless, accustomed to burning their own lives in desperate situations just to buy a fraction of time for the distant homeland behind them.

They had not even dared to hope for the word "reinforcements" for a long time.

But at this moment, this very real and majestic army, this unyielding and boiling Battle Intent from the same root and Origin, was like a red-hot iron, searing deeply into their cold and numb hearts!

"Reinforcements! It really is reinforcements!!"

"Hahaha! Heaven will not destroy our Immortal Realm! Fight! Fight! Fight!!!"

After a brief, dead silence, earth-shattering cheers, tearful roars, and hot tears instantly erupted in every corner of the front lines!

Countless scarred and dying Cultivators, drawing on some unknown final burst of strength, tightly gripped the broken weapons in their hands.

In their once-dimmed eyes, a blazing fire capable of incinerating the darkness was rekindled!

It was the ecstasy and trembling of surviving a desperate situation, of hope rekindled!

Millions of years of holding the line, millions of years of blood and fire, seemed to have found meaning at this very moment!

Even Daoist Purple Bamboo, who was being tightly pinned down by the three Heavenly Emperors and whose Dao body was on the verge of complete collapse...

...suddenly turned his head, his blood-stained gaze piercing through the chaotic battlefield, locking tightly onto the very front of the torrent of reinforcements.

His gaze was fixed on the leading figures.

Xuan Yangzi, clad in pure Yang imperial radiance, wielding a battle spear, with an Aura as grand as a rainbow!

The Great Ancestor, whose sharp metal Qi soared to the heavens, seemingly capable of tearing through Chaos!

The Second Ancestor, whose Dao Rhyme was endless and vital, like an ancient tree propping up the heavens!

And the Third, Fourth, and Fifth Ancestors, who also exuded a majestic and terrifying Immortal Emperor pressure...

"Xuan Yangzi?"

"The Az... Azure Profound Sect?"

Daoist Purple Bamboo's Dao Heart shook violently at this moment, falling into a state of intense daze that he hadn't experienced in millions of years.

Was it a hallucination caused by his severe injuries?

Or was it a delusion before his Dao Heart collapsed?

He blinked hard with his blurry eyes, which were eroded by bloodstains and Dao laws, even sacrificing a precious trace of his Divine Thought to confirm once more.

That's right! It was them! But how was this possible?!

Since when did the Azure Profound Sect possess such terrifying power and foundation?

That sky-rocketing Emperor Might, that vast military presence like a sea of stars, that grandeur of leading the Ten Thousand Races...

On the other side, Tai Chu, who was locked in a bitter struggle, caught a glimpse of the boundless army in the distance out of the corner of his eye, and his decaying Dao Domain suddenly stalled.

His tense mind suddenly relaxed, and an unbelievable look of joy emerged amidst his exhaustion.

High in the sky, the three Black Abyss Heavenly Emperors—Yong Ye, Fanhai, and Sui Ji—temporarily slowed their assault on Purple Bamboo, their gazes sinking as they looked toward the boundless army.

In particular, the tens of millions of soldiers at the very front were at least at the Human Immortal or Immortal King level, their blood Qi condensing into war clouds that propped up the heavens.

The Emperor Might of eleven Immortal Emperors intertwined, the Auras of nearly fifty quasi-Emperors linked together, and the entire military formation channeled the world origin, faintly generating a terrifying power that could rival a Heavenly Emperor's Domain.

The brows of the three Heavenly Emperors furrowed in unison, their hearts shaking slightly.

To assemble an army of this scale in the ruined and withered Immortal Realm completely exceeded all their prior estimations.

"Their Aura is decent indeed. Eleven Immortal Emperors, nearly a hundred quasi-Emperors, and hundreds of millions of allied forces..."

"To be able to scrape together such a lineup in the ruined Immortal Realm, you all have indeed racked your brains!"

Heavenly Emperor Yong Ye said slowly.

Then, his tone suddenly turned sharp, carrying a cruelty that pierced through to the essence of things:

"Unfortunately, it's just a superficial display!"

"Ants gathered into a mountain are still just ants. Before true supreme power, numbers are utterly meaningless."

He paused slightly, his gaze sweeping past Purple Bamboo, whose Aura was fluctuating violently, and over the defenders below who were heartened by hope.

Finally, his gaze locked onto the direction of the reinforcements, his tone decisive as he handed down his judgment:

"You lack a Heavenly Emperor who can decide the outcome of this war!"

"The ending was destined millions of years ago. Your arrival is merely adding a few more meaningless souls to this closing drama."

The destructive power in the palm of Heavenly Emperor Kuji continued to condense, and his cold gaze also turned toward the reinforcements, clearly agreeing with Yong Ye's judgment.

These reinforcements could not change the fact that the barrier was about to shatter and the Immortal Realm was doomed.

This judgment from the Heavenly Emperor was like a bucket of freezing water from the Nine Netherworlds, causing some of the excited defenders' hearts to turn cold, their ecstasy cooling down slightly.

Indeed, Heavenly Emperors were the supreme combatants who determined the final outcome of the Chaos Battlefield.

Though the reinforcements were numerous, the comparison at the pinnacle level...

However, just as the echo of Heavenly Emperor Yong Ye's word "destined" lingered, and at the one-billionth of a fraction of a second when the destructive power in Heavenly Emperor Kuji's palm was about to reach its Peak and be unleashed...

"Is that so?"

A voice, flat and devoid of any emotional fluctuation, yet seeming to echo directly within the depths of the Origin of the myriad Daos of the heavens and at the very bottom of every living being's Divine Soul, descended without warning.

In the next instant—

"Boom!!!"

A dull, terrifying roar that transcended the very concept of sound, as if the Origins of two great worlds were colliding, exploded at the core of Chaos!

Under the watch of countless horrified and completely frozen gazes, the overwhelmingly powerful Heavenly Emperor Yong Ye, who had just pronounced their doom, did not even have time to react or sense any approaching danger.

He only felt his vision go dark, and then, an utterly irresistible, monumental force slammed squarely and solidly into his face without any warning!

It was not a Magic Treasure, not a Divine Ability, nor a collision of Dao laws.

It was a foot.

A foot that looked completely ordinary, with a sole that was not even stained by a speck of dust.

But it was this very foot that seemed to contain the absolute will to tear open the heavens and trample down eternity!

*Crack!*

A tooth-gritting sound of shattering bones rang out. At this moment, Heavenly Emperor Yong Ye's facial bones crumbled inch by inch like a crisp cracker!

His proud dark Dao body, the ultimate imperial physique reputed to be immune to all magic and impervious to all evils, was actually as fragile as mortal flesh under the stomp of that foot!

In the next instant, Heavenly Emperor Yong Ye turned into a distorted, blurry black stream of light, flying backward at a speed that surpassed what the Divine Sense could capture!

He crashed through countless layers of chaotic barriers along the way, turning into an insignificant speck at the end of the horizon, vanishing into the depths of the endless Void Realm!

Only the shattered trajectory in Chaos, which could not heal for a long time and exuded an Aura that made even Heavenly Emperors shudder, silently told the tale of what had just occurred.

Time seemed to be gripped tightly by an invisible hand, coming to a complete standstill.

The Immortal Realm defenders, the Black Abyss army, everyone currently engaged in battle, along with the other five Black Abyss Heavenly Emperors, all froze in place, their minds blank.

They could only stare blankly in the direction where Heavenly Emperor Yong Ye had vanished, and... the spot where he had originally stood.

There, space was like a calm surface of water broken by a pebble, ripples gently undulating.

A figure stepped out from the center of those ripples.

Clad in white as pure as snow, his posture was tall and straight, as if propping up the eternal blue sky.

His gaze was deep like a vast sea of stars, reflecting everything in the world, yet seeming to hold nothing at all.

Yet, the moment he appeared, everything on the clamorous battlefield seemed to be forcefully paused by an absolute will.

Gu Changge descends!