141: Pseudo-Immortal Ascension Tide

The title of 'Divine Lord Luanxing' swept through the vast territory now renamed the 'Mo Tu Star Pivot' like an invisible storm.

The order of the sequence replaced the radiance of the stars, and cold creations operated efficiently upon the ruins of the former Holy Land of immortals.

The presence of a million-strong Sequence Legion hung like a sword of Damocles over the heads of all who had surrendered, ensuring they dared not make the slightest move.

Yet, beneath this seemingly stable rule, a hidden undercurrent was quietly surging, and its source was the largest group of all—the Pseudo-Immortals.

These former Star Palace Cultivators and Mortals, who gained power by injecting demonic liquid and practicing the Sentient Thunder Codex, formed the cornerstone of Mo Yuan's rule and were the most important source of troops for the Sequence Legion.

But they were fundamentally different from true practitioners.

Their power stemmed from overdrawing their potential, and their Foundation was built upon the fragile system constructed by the demonic liquid and the Sentient Thunder Codex.

More importantly, they were acutely aware of their 'flaw'—Lifespan!

Although the Sentient Thunder Codex could rapidly increase strength, it could not compensate for the deficit in Origin caused by the overdrawing of the demonic liquid.

A Golden Core Stage Pseudo-Immortal had a Lifespan of no more than three hundred years, and even a Nascent Soul Pseudo-Immortal (a small number who were forcibly boosted) could barely exceed a millennium.

Compared to true Nascent Soul Cultivators who easily possessed thousands of years of Lifespan, this was like a flash in the pan.

Especially for those in the first batch to receive the demonic liquid, who already felt their end approaching, fear and despair gnawed at their hearts like venomous snakes.

They submitted to Mo Yuan for the sake of survival.

But when survival was about to reach its end, that suppressed longing for 'immortality' spread wildly like a wildfire!

And Mo Yuan had long since perceived all of this.

He did not need an eternal Foundation; he only needed firewood that would burn out within a limited time.

These Pseudo-Immortals nearing their limits were the most useful... disposable tools.

A carefully woven message, containing subtle mental inducements, was quietly transmitted through the network of the Sentient Thunder Codex into the depths of the consciousness of all Pseudo-Immortals whose Lifespan was ending or who were stuck at a Bottleneck and unable to achieve a Breakthrough:

'The Heavenly Dao has flaws, yet the path to Ascension is not severed.'

'Gather the power of all living beings, and the Heavenly Gate can be shaken.'

'Above the Mo Earth, there shall be an immortal path that belongs to us!'

'Those willing to burn their remaining bodies and open a new heaven, gather at the Ascension Platform!'

There was no explicit order in the message, yet it precisely stirred up their deepest desires and their final madness!

Rather than exhausting their Lifespan in obscurity and turning into dust, it was better to gamble once!

What if they succeeded?

Even if they failed, it would be a spectacular feat, paving the way for those who came after!

Thus, with Mo Yuan's tacit approval and even secret encouragement, a massive, spontaneously organized 'Ascension Tide' by the Pseudo-Immortals began on the edge of the Mo Star Pivot, at a so-called 'Ascension Platform' that had just been built and was inscribed with countless complex runes (which were actually energy gathering and guiding devices).

One hundred thousand Pseudo-Immortals, with varying levels of strength but eyes burning with final fanaticism, gathered from all directions like pilgrims.

Most were in the Golden Core Stage, with a small number in the Early Stage of the Nascent Soul, all of whom sensed that their Lifespan was running out or that their path ahead was blocked.

There was no ceremony, no speeches.

When the number of people reached a certain critical point, a blind, collective fanaticism swept over everyone!

'Charge the Heavenly Gate!'

'This very day!'

'Open a path of life for our generation!'

It was unknown who shouted first, but the hundred thousand Pseudo-Immortals, like a burst dam, frantically burned their remaining life Origin and Golden Core/Nascent Soul, blasting all their power without reservation toward the energy emitter in the center of the 'Ascension Platform' that pointed straight to the firmament!

The massive yet chaotic torrent of energy converged into an incredibly thick, multicolored beam of light that shot into the sky, tearing through the Void Realm and striking toward the legendary 'Ascension Path' in the unseen realm!

The scene was tragic and intense.

Every Pseudo-Immortal's body withered at a visible speed, their souls emitting silent screams as they burned, yet they did not turn back!

Mo Yuan, sitting in the command tower, watched everything on the light screen with indifference.

He did not expect them to succeed; that was simply impossible.

The rules of the Heavenly Dao were complete, and the Ascension Path had long been closed and strictly monitored.

What he needed was the torrent of energy that erupted when these one hundred thousand Pseudo-Immortals burned everything, reaching its peak in that instant, and... the most direct and violent reaction from the Heavenly Dao that this act of openly provoking its rules would invite!

Sure enough!

Just as the chaotic torrent of energy was about to touch a certain invisible boundary—

The firmament of the entire Star Domain suddenly dimmed!

It was not clouds obscuring it, but all light and all Laws were absorbed and suppressed by a boundless, giant net that appeared out of thin air!

That net was composed of countless Heavenly Dao Thunder Patterns, pure to the extreme, cold to the extreme, and containing the will of absolute judgment and destruction!

Each thunder pattern was as thick as a mountain, crisscrossing and covering the entire starry sky within sight!

The pressure it emitted far exceeded any previous Heavenly Tribulation; it was as if the rules of the entire world had manifested to carry out the most thorough cleansing of this group of ants attempting to 'gnaw at the heavens'!

[Heavenly Dao Thunder Net]! Descend!

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle, sizzle—!!!

The torrent of energy gathered by the one hundred thousand Pseudo-Immortals was as fragile as a snowflake thrown into a furnace before this Heavenly Dao Thunder Net; it could not even stir up a ripple before it was instantly evaporated, purified, and vanished without a trace!

Immediately afterward, billions of judgment thunderbolts poured down from the thunder net like a torrential rain!

They precisely locked onto every single Pseudo-Immortal below, ignoring their struggles, their despair, and their wails!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Ascension Platform instantly turned into an absolute purgatory of death!

Wherever the thunder passed, the Pseudo-Immortals turned into flying ash in swathes, like scarecrows set on fire!

Their Golden Cores, their Nascent Souls, and their souls had no power to resist at all under this Heavenly Dao judgment, and they were instantly annihilated, body and soul!

A massacre! A one-sided, collective massacre of one hundred thousand living beings with no suspense!

Within a mere ten breaths!

The bustling Ascension Platform fell into absolute silence.

One hundred thousand Pseudo-Immortals, completely wiped out, with not a single survivor.

Only that Heavenly Dao Thunder Net remained, coldly floating in the firmament, rotating slowly and emitting a majesty that disregarded everything, as if warning all who would come after.

Inside the command tower, Mo Yuan expressionlessly watched the final tragic scene on the light screen, observing the trajectory of the Heavenly Dao Thunder Net, the Laws that composed it, and its destructive energy spectrum.

Data, massive amounts of data, were being frantically recorded and analyzed by the magic bottle.

One hundred thousand lives were exchanged for the most intuitive and violent 'probe' of the current Heavenly Dao rules.

'Analyze the thunder net structure, record the energy frequency, and reverse-engineer its Law composition.'

'Focus on analyzing its locking mechanism and energy operation mode.'

'Deduce avoidance and countermeasure plans; project codename: 'Deceive Heaven'.'

His cold voice echoed in the tower without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

The Ascension was a lie; the pathfinding was the truth.

One hundred thousand Pseudo-Immortals, with their final lives and madness, paved a shortcut for their Divine Lord... to peer into the rules of the Heavenly Dao.

Their sacrifice was not without value.

At least in Mo Yuan's value system, it was so.