833: Chapter 825 Threat

Daoist Purple Bamboo and Xuan Yangzi stood facing each other. These two old friends, who had crossed time, space, and Realms to meet again, both had waves of shock churning in their eyes.

After a few moments of silence, Daoist Purple Bamboo's gaze swept over the five Old Ancestors of the Azure Profound Sect below, who were currently regulating their breathing, their bodies shrouded in Emperor Rhyme and their Foundations incredibly robust.

He then looked at several Elders with whom he had interacted quite a bit in the past, who were now Quasi-Immortal Emperors, before his gaze finally returned to Xuan Yangzi. His voice was dry with disbelief:

"What on earth have you all gone through all these years? This... what is going on here?"

He simply could not understand. When he left, Xuan Yangzi was still struggling in the Cave Heaven Realm, and the strongest expert of the Azure Profound Sect was only at the Deva Realm.

In just a few short decades, how could so many Immortal Emperors and Quasi-Immortal Emperors have emerged? This completely overturned everything he knew.

Xuan Yangzi looked at the shock in his old friend's eyes, then glanced down at the messy battlefield, temporarily putting aside his desire to catch up:

"It's a long story. The battle has just ended. Once we settle things and return to the Sect, you will know everything."

Daoist Purple Bamboo didn't press further and nodded slightly. The two of them tacitly reined in their emotions and looked out over the entire battlefield together.

The smoke of battle had not yet dispersed from the world. Thick demonic blood pooled into streams in the void, and floating demonic corpses and broken weapons could be seen everywhere.

As far as the eye could see, it was a scene of utter devastation. Some Cultivators' bodies were blown apart, barely holding on by a single thread of their Divine Soul.

Some Immortal Kings and Immortal Sovereigns were covered in blood and filth, their bones exposed, and their wounds so deep that bone was visible.

Many others had completely exhausted their cultivation, collapsing onto the ruins without even the strength to lift a hand.

And far, far too many had fallen here, never to return, all to protect the Immortal Domain behind them.

For millions of years, the allied forces of the Immortal Domain had guarded the front lines day after day, facing the endless demonic tides of the Black Abyss.

There was no peaceful cultivation, no paradise. Generation after generation pressed forward, building a defense line with their own flesh and blood, protecting the billions of lives behind them with their very lives.

Exhaustion, pain, resolve, and the relief of surviving a disaster were interwoven on the face of every soldier.

Standing at the highest point, Gu Changge took in all of these scenes, and a wave of emotion stirred in his heart.

These Cultivators did not possess Heaven-Defying Physiques or supreme opportunities, yet with a single-minded obsession to defend their land and protect their people, they had fought to the death against the external demons for millions of years, putting life and death aside.

They were the Guardians of the Immortal Domain, the backbone supporting this world.

Gu Changge sighed softly and waved his hand.

Streaming light poured from his sleeve. It was the Creation Immortal Liquid collected from the Creation Immortal Pool, which transformed into a sky full of glittering rain, scattering across the entire battlefield.

The immortal liquid fell silently, instantly melting into the bodies of the Cultivators upon contact.

Torn flesh healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, dried-up Meridians were refilled with spiritual energy, exhausted Divine Souls were nourished, and the bone-deep fatigue was swept away.

Those shattered bodies on the verge of dispersing reformed their Physical Bodies under the repair of the power of creation. Even the remains of the fallen soldiers were gently wrapped by the immortal liquid, allowing them to rest in peace.

Within just a few breaths, the tragic aura on the battlefield dissipated significantly.

The Cultivators who had been on the verge of death pushed themselves up one after another. Feeling the majestic power surging within them once again, an unbelievable light burst from everyone's eyes.

As if by prior agreement, everyone raised their heads to look at the white-robed figure in the clouds, their gratitude beyond words.

"Thank you, Senior!"

Waves of gratitude echoed through the heavens and earth as billions of soldiers bowed in unison, their postures respectful and devout.

They did not just thank Gu Changge for his Creation Immortal Liquid; they were even more grateful that he had stepped in to defeat the enemy for them.

Gu Changge raised his hand slightly, his voice gentle yet resonant, reaching every corner: "There is no need to thank me."

"I have merely contributed a meager effort. The ones who truly deserve to be remembered and thanked are yourselves."

"For millions of years, you have fought bloody battles, putting your lives on the line."

"You built a wall of flesh and blood to protect the territory of the Immortal Domain and safeguard billions upon billions of living beings. This steadfast devotion is heavier than the myriad Daos of the heavens."

His words struck straight at their hearts.

The blood of the soldiers boiled, and their original fatigue was entirely transformed into burning Battle Intent. The look in their eyes as they watched Gu Changge grew even more respectful.

Just as the atmosphere of the entire field was surging with excitement, ripples of soft golden Dao patterns slowly spread from the depths of the void.

A vast, ancient, and all-encompassing supreme will slowly descended.

The true body of the will of the immortal domain revealed itself. It was a hazy figure of light without a concrete face, yet it carried the inherent Origin pressure of the entire world.

Heavenly Emperor Taichu, Immortal Emperor Zhantian, the Qilin Demon King, and others sensed it immediately. They moved in unison, gathering by Gu Changge's side.

Purple Bamboo and Xuan Yangzi also stepped forward quickly. The top powerhouses of the Immortal Domain stood shoulder to shoulder, the atmosphere solemn.

The will of the immortal domain's gaze swept across the field, finally settling on Gu Changge and Xuan Yangzi. An ancient Dao voice slowly resounded, carrying heartfelt gratitude:

"In this battle, the main forces of the Black Abyss have been completely wiped out, and the crisis is temporarily resolved."

"You appeared out of nowhere, suppressed the Clone of the Progenitor of the Black Abyss, defeated several demonic armies, saved the Immortal Domain from the brink of collapse, and protected billions of living beings. The entire Immortal Domain owes you a great debt of gratitude."

As those words fell, the will of the immortal domain turned its gaze toward Purple Bamboo, Taichu, and all the other veteran powerhouses present:

"And to all of you, who have guarded the front lines for millions of years, never abandoning your posts, resisting the demons with your Dao Hearts and protecting the territory with your bodies. You are all the pillars of the Immortal Domain."

Hearing this, the veteran powerhouses all nodded slightly, their hearts feeling a touch of post-war relief.

After millions of years of bloody battles, peace had finally been won; anyone would inevitably feel a bit comforted.

Only Daoist Purple Bamboo's relief was fleeting, replaced instead by deep solemnity and worry.

Just before the battle ended, at the moment the Clone of the Progenitor of the Black Abyss shattered, that cold, bone-chilling Divine Soul threat had pierced through the Chaos.

Even now, it still echoed clearly in his heart, impossible to shake off.

That was by no means a bluffing threat, but rather the deep-seated killing intent and vow of revenge coming from the very Origin of that dark overlord.

He took a deep breath and stepped forward, breaking the relaxed atmosphere of the field, his voice heavy and warning:

"Everyone, now is absolutely not the time to relax and slack off."

"The one that ravaged the battlefield today was merely an external Clone of the Progenitor of the Black Abyss, yet it pressed the entire front line to the brink of collapse. If not for Changge, we would most likely have been wiped out entirely today."

"If his true body completely breaks free from the seal, fully awakens, and launches an all-out attack, I fear no one in our Immortal Domain will be able to stop him."

Every single word fell with a resounding thud, striking heavily upon everyone's hearts.

The peace of mind that everyone had slightly regained after the great battle was suddenly covered by a thick layer of haze.

Everyone suddenly recalled the danger of the slaughter just now, remembering the terrifying, world-destroying combat power of the Ancestor's Clone.

As well as the cursed killing intent, filled with endless coldness and violence, before the Clone was annihilated.

That hearty and satisfying victory was still fresh in their minds, but everyone knew that this was merely the tip of the iceberg of the opponent's power.

The terrifying heritage accumulated by the Ancestor's true body and the endless hidden trump cards had not been revealed in the slightest.

What was even more terrifying was that the threat before death was by no means an empty boast, but a solid forecast of catastrophe.