140: Chapter 140 The Holy Lord Descends, the Heavens Tremble

Before Zhenxu Pass, the Void Realm shattered, and the myriad Daos wailed.

The Seal, originally reinforced by Emperor Yan and King Zhenyue with the 'Xuanhuang Landscape Map' and the 'Yanhuang Immortal Capital Formation,' and maintained day and night by the Alliance's Formation Great Masters, was now like glass being repeatedly struck by an invisible giant hammer, covered in spiderweb-like cracks, emitting an unbearable, teeth-grinding 'crack' sound.

Deep within the cracks lay a darkness deeper and thicker than ink.

That darkness seemed capable of devouring all light, sound, and even hope.

A terrifying will, indescribable in words—vast, ancient, cold, deathly silent, as if representing the end of all things and the return of all creation to nothingness—was slowly seeping out from the depths of that darkness, spreading and eroding every inch of space inside and outside the Seal like a tide.

Merely the leakage of this will caused the Alliance soldiers stationed at Zhenxu Pass to feel a tremor and suffocation originating from the depths of their Souls.

It was as if their very 'existence' was being denied, eroded, and assimilated by that darkness.

Were it not for the protection of the pass's Formation, the fact that everyone was a battle-hardened elite with firm minds, and the protective Talismans containing the 'Purification' dao rhyme distributed beforehand by Lin Wan, they would likely have suffered mental collapse and the disintegration of their Dao Heart long ago.

"Hold steady! Form up! Prepare to meet the enemy!"

"All Formations, output at maximum power! Reinforce the Seal!"

"Long-range strike units, lock onto the spatial anomaly points, and be ready to fire in unison at any moment!"

Emperor Yan, King Zhenyue, and the others forced down the panic in their hearts and roared sternly, commanding the soldiers on the pass to form one defensive and offensive battle Formation after another. Various defensive and offensive Formations shone brilliantly, illuminating the entire Zhenxu Pass as if it were day.

Countless war Magical Artifacts set up throughout the pass, emitting destructive fluctuations, aimed their cannons and Formation eyes at the Seal that was about to shatter and the bottomless darkness behind it.

Three hours—after Lin Wan's order was issued, only two hours had passed before Emperor Yan, Ye Qingxian, Daoist Leixiao, Long Huang, as well as Dan Dingzi, Fairy Yaoxi, Elder Tianji, and other core high-ranking members of the Alliance had arrived at Zhenxu Pass via emergency teleportation arrays at the fastest possible speed.

At this moment, everyone gathered on the top floor of the 'Void-Suppression Tower' at the highest point of the pass, gazing solemnly at the Seal that was about to shatter completely. Feeling the increasingly clear and terrifying pressure of that will, everyone's heart sank to the bottom.

"This aura... it is more than a hundred times stronger than the Clone that descended last time..."

Emperor Yan's face was pale, and cold sweat faintly seeped from his forehead.

His cultivation had reached the Late Stage of 'Quasi-Immortal,' and his understanding of the 'Dao' was extremely profound, allowing him to perceive the terror of that will even more clearly.

It was a vastness and majesty that transcended the 'Dao,' as if representing some ultimate rule of the Universe, leaving one in despair.

Merely facing this will caused his Dao Heart to tremble, and he could almost not summon the will to resist.

"It is not just strength... the 'the end' dao rhyme contained in this will is purer, more essential... It is as if... as if 'the end' itself is descending..."

Ye Qingxian gripped her 'Qingxian Sword' tightly, her knuckles turning white, and her cold, aloof face was also filled with gravity.

She cultivated the 'Qingxian Sword Dao,' and with a single sword strike, she could topple the heavens and slay Immortals, with unparalleled sharpness.

But at this moment, facing this pure will that seemed capable of ending everything, including her own 'Sword Dao,' she actually felt the sword in her hand was unprecedentedly heavy.

"Amitabha... such an existence is no longer something a 'Quasi-Immortal' can contend with... I fear that only a true 'True Immortal' could stand against it..."

Accompanying Daoist Leixiao was a high monk from the 'Nine Heavens Realm' named Liaokong, whose cultivation had also reached the Middle Stage of 'Quasi-Immortal.' At this moment, he pressed his palms together, whispering a Buddhist chant, his eyes filled with worry.

"What is there to fear! When soldiers come, block them; when water comes, cover it with earth! Regardless of whether it is the 'Saint Lord' original form or a Clone, if it dares to come, we fight!"

Long Huang manifested his half-dragon, half-human combat form, his Qi and blood boiling, his Battle Intent soaring to the heavens. However, upon closer inspection, one could find a trace of imperceptible panic hidden deep in his eyes.

That will's suppression of the Bloodlines of living beings was too obvious, making his proud True Dragon and Heavenly Demon Bloodlines feel a trace of instinctive fear.

"Lin Wan... when can he arrive?"

King Zhenyue looked at Emperor Yan and asked in a deep voice.

Now, the hope of everyone in the entire Alliance was pinned on that young Alliance Leader, who had repeatedly created miracles and was unfathomably deep.

"The Alliance Leader is already on his way and should arrive very soon."

Emperor Yan took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down, "Everyone, before the Alliance Leader arrives, we must hold 'Zhenxu Pass.' We absolutely cannot let this monster cross the border easily!"

"Boom——!!"

Just at this moment, a loud noise, as if heaven and earth were being split, came from the depths of the 'Void Rift Valley.'

The Seal, covered in cracks, finally... shattered completely!

Like a dam bursting, endless, ink-thick darkness surged out from the gap in the shattered Seal like a tide, instantly filling the starry sky for tens of thousands of miles.

Wherever the darkness passed, starlight was extinguished, space froze, and the Laws were thrown into Chaos, as if even this Universe itself was about to be devoured and ended by this darkness.

"Attack! Attack with full force! Stop it from spreading!"

Emperor Yan, Ye Qingxian, and the others roared almost simultaneously.

"Hum——!"

On 'Zhenxu Pass,' all Formations and all war Magical Artifacts, at this moment, poured out the energy they had accumulated for a long time without reservation!

Countless thick beams of light, thunderballs, Sword Qi, blade glows, Talismans, and Magic Treasures, containing destructive energy... tore through the Void Realm like a rainstorm, slamming into the surging tide of darkness.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The deafening explosions were continuous, resounding through the starry sky.

A terrifying energy storm raged within the tide of darkness, blowing apart and annihilating large swathes of darkness.

However, that darkness seemed endless, wave after wave.

What was blown apart and annihilated was only an insignificant fraction.

More darkness continued to surge towards 'Zhenxu Pass' unyieldingly, its speed increasing and its power growing stronger.

The Alliance's saturation attack could only slightly delay its speed of advancement and could not stop its spread at all.

What was even more terrifying was that when those attack energies touched the depths of the darkness, they were like clay oxen entering the sea, quickly swallowed and assimilated, turning into nutrients for the darkness, making it even stronger.

"Damn it! This darkness... is devouring our attacks!"

"This won't do! If this continues, we will be worn out to death!"

"Form the 'Ten Thousand Immortals Formation'! Concentrate all power into one point!"

Emperor Yan and the others' expressions changed drastically. Seeing that the tide of darkness was about to submerge 'Zhenxu Pass,' they had no choice but to order the activation of their final trump card.

On 'Zhenxu Pass,' all Cultivators, regardless of their cultivation level, under the command of their respective generals, quickly followed the Formations they had practiced countless times, injecting their own mana, Qi and blood, and Divine Soul power into the Formation core of the pass beneath their feet without reservation.

"Hum——!"

The entire 'Zhenxu Pass' erupted with unprecedentedly brilliant light.

Countless streams of mana, Qi and blood, and divine light of different colors rose from all parts of the pass, gathering and merging above 'Zhenxu Pass,' eventually transforming into an illusory 'Immortal God' Dharma Body, standing one hundred thousand zhang tall, reaching the heavens and the earth, emanating a glorious Immortal might, and seemingly capable of suppressing the heavens!

This 'Ten Thousand Immortals Formation' was a forbidden battle Formation created by Emperor Yan and the others, drawing on ancient legends, combining the mysteries of the 'Yanhuang Immortal Capital Formation' and the 'Xuanhuang Landscape Map,' and gathering the wisdom of many Alliance Formation Great Masters. It was created with painstaking effort, gathering the power of the masses, and could briefly erupt with a strike comparable to a 'True Immortal'! It was the final and strongest means of 'Zhenxu Pass'!

"Power of Ten Thousand Immortals, suppress and kill the demons!"

Emperor Yan, Ye Qingxian, King Zhenyue, Daoist Leixiao, Long Huang, Great Master Liaokong, Dan Dingzi, Fairy Yaoxi, Elder Tianji... all 'Quasi-Immortal' level combatants, along with the ten million soldiers on the pass, roared in unison, injecting their own will, belief, and power into that 'Immortal God' Dharma Body.

The "Immortal God" Dharma Image slowly raised its giant palm, which seemed capable of supporting the firmament.

In the center of its palm, endless Laws condensed, emitting brilliant immortal light, transforming into a massive "Suppression" Immortal Seal—a Seal composed of countless profound Talismans, radiating infinite majesty and power, as if it could split the heavens and earth and reshape the Universe!

The Immortal Seal took form and slowly rotated, carrying a terrifying might that combined the faith and power of millions of soldiers, enough to shake the stars and shatter the Void Realm.

It descended fiercely, suppressing the surging, boundless darkness and the faint, even more terrifying existence lurking deep within that darkness!

Wherever the "Suppression" Immortal Seal passed, space shattered layer by layer, and time itself seemed to freeze.

That pure power, which combined positive dao rhymes such as "Existence," "Order," "Life," and "Protection," formed the most extreme confrontation with the darkness that represented "the end," "Chaos," "Death," and "Erosion."

"Sizzle—!"

The moment the Immortal Seal made contact with the darkness, it was like cold water dropped into boiling oil, erupting with an earth-shattering roar and a piercing sound, as if two diametrically opposed Laws were violently clashing and annihilating each other.

The brilliant immortal light radiating from the Immortal Seal and the viscous, ink-like darkness crazily intertwined, collided, and annihilated one another in the starry sky, forming a chaotic energy storm zone where Laws collapsed.

For a moment, the surging tide of darkness was actually halted by the "Suppression" Immortal Seal, even being forced to retreat step by step, continuously being purified and annihilated by the immortal light.

"It's effective! It's blocked!"

"The Ten Thousand Immortals Formation is truly powerful!"

"Keep pushing! With one final effort, let's completely suppress this darkness back!"

On the pass, countless soldiers saw this scene and revealed expressions of excitement, pushing their own mana even harder to maintain the operation of the "Ten Thousand Immortals Formation."

However, top experts like Emperor Yan and Ye Qingxian showed no joy on their faces; instead, they looked even more solemn.

Because they could feel that although the "Suppression" Immortal Seal had temporarily blocked the darkness, its own power was being consumed at an alarming rate.

And deep within that darkness, that terrifying will had not weakened in the slightest; on the contrary... it was becoming clearer, and more... playful?

It was as if it were watching the struggle of ants.

"Hehe... Interesting. Gathering the power of ants, it's actually somewhat worth watching. Unfortunately, ants are ants after all. No matter how many there are, it cannot change their humble essence."

An indifferent, grand voice, which seemed to have existed since the beginning of the world, carrying the vicissitudes of endless years and a cold, dead silence, exploded like thunder deep within everyone's Divine Soul, ignoring the barriers of space and the defenses of the Formation.

As this voice sounded, the tide of darkness that had been forced back by the "Suppression" Immortal Seal suddenly stalled, and then, as if it possessed life, it began to crazily contract and condense inward.

In just an instant, the boundless darkness that seemed capable of swallowing the starry sky condensed into a... sky-covering, unimaginably huge palm, composed purely of darkness and the Laws of "the end"!

This palm had distinct fingers and clear palm lines, yet it carried an indescribable, terrifying dao rhyme that seemed capable of ending all things and burying the heavens.

Its size even exceeded the "Immortal God" Dharma Image condensed by the "Ten Thousand Immortals Formation"!

In front of it, the hundred-thousand-zhang-tall "Immortal God" Dharma Image seemed like a mere child.

"Break."

The indifferent voice sounded again.

The pure, dark giant hand seemed to just casually flick a finger.

"Pop."

A light sound, like a bubble bursting.

The "Suppression" Immortal Seal, which had gathered the faith and power of millions of soldiers, radiated majestic immortal might, and had once forced back the tide of darkness, was like paper under that light flick.

It instantly filled with cracks and then... shattered with a boom, turning into dots of light that dissipated into the starry sky.

"Pfft—!"

The "Ten Thousand Immortals Formation" was broken, and the Formation eye suffered a backlash.

On the pass, all the soldiers participating in the Formation, including "Quasi-Immortal" experts like Emperor Yan and Ye Qingxian, simultaneously turned pale and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Their auras instantly withered, and many collapsed directly to the ground, unconscious.

The entire "Ten Thousand Immortals Formation" collapsed instantly, and the "Immortal God" Dharma Image dissipated along with it.

Just... a flick of a finger.

The "Ten Thousand Immortals Formation," which had gathered the power of millions of troops and several "Quasi-Immortal" experts, and was claimed to be comparable to a strike from a "True Immortal," had... crumbled to pieces.

Despair, like the coldest cold current, instantly swept through everyone's heart.

"The struggle of ants ends here."

The indifferent voice carried no emotion, as if it were simply stating a fact.

After shattering the "Suppression" Immortal Seal, the sky-covering dark giant hand did not lose its momentum.

Its five fingers slowly curled, as if grasping at an ant, and it slowly... gripped down toward the "Zhenxu Pass" below—which had lost the protection of the "Ten Thousand Immortals Formation" and appeared so small and fragile—and toward the Alliance soldiers on the pass, who wore desperate expressions but were still holding on, refusing to take a single step back.

Before the giant hand had even descended, its terrifying pressure of will had already firmly locked onto and suppressed the entire "Zhenxu Pass."

On the pass, countless soldiers felt as if they were being pressed by an invisible mountain; their bones creaked, blood began to seep from their seven orifices, and even breathing became incredibly difficult.

Some with weaker cultivation directly exploded and died, turning into blood mist.

Emperor Yan, Ye Qingxian, and the others desperately circulated their remaining mana, trying to resist, but it was like a mayfly trying to shake a tree; they could not shake the giant hand in the slightest.

They could only watch helplessly as the dark giant hand, which seemed to represent "the end" itself, slowly descended, intending to... crush the entire "Zhenxu Pass," along with the millions of soldiers on it, into nothingness.

"Is it... ending?"

"Alliance Leader... where are you..."

Countless desperate thoughts rose in everyone's hearts.

However, just at the moment the dark giant hand was about to touch "Zhenxu Pass"—

"Hum—!"

A strange fluctuation, one that seemed to contain the most primitive Chaos from the beginning of the world, before all things were born, suddenly came from behind "Zhenxu Pass," from the depths of the distant starry sky.

Following that, a grayish light, which seemed capable of encompassing all things and yet also capable of ending all things, tore through the frozen Void Realm, ignoring the distance of time and space.

It arrived later but reached first, like a giant axe splitting the heavens and earth, hacking fiercely at the pure, dark giant hand that was slowly gripping down!

"Chaos—Heaven Opening!"

A calm voice, yet carrying an unquestionable majesty, resonated through the starry sky, following closely and sounding clearly in everyone's ears.

It was Lin Wan!

"Crack—!"

The dark giant hand, which seemed capable of ending all things and burying the heavens, was, at the moment of contact with that grayish "Chaos Heaven Opening" light, forcibly... slashed open with a deep crack that nearly severed it!

Endless viscous darkness, like blood, gushed out from the crack, but was quickly annihilated and purified by the grayish light.

The dark giant hand trembled violently, as if in pain, and retracted like lightning, transforming back into boundless darkness.

It condensed and contracted, finally forming, at the exit of the shattered "Void Rift Valley," a... blurry figure shrouded in even denser, pitch-black mist that seemed capable of swallowing all light.

Just by standing there, it made the entire starry sky tremble and distort, as if it were about to head toward the end.

Around the figure swirled endless gray Talismans that seemed capable of freezing the Soul and eroding Laws.

Its face was hidden deep within the mist, making it impossible to see clearly.

Only a pair of cold eyes, which seemed capable of piercing through the ages and looking down on all living beings, looked through the mist and landed on the young figure who had just torn through the Void Realm, appeared in front of "Zhenxu Pass," and stood between the millions of soldiers and that dark figure.

"Lin Wan..."

The indifferent voice sounded again.

This time, it seemed to carry a trace of... imperceptible playfulness and... scrutiny.

"You finally... decided to come out."