Chapter 87: Is this even possible?

"Wait..."

The White Bone Demon Emperor stared at that patch of Chaos, his voice hoarse. "That phantom has no physical texture... it's not the actual body descending, just a wisp of Divine Sense."

The Thunder Emperor gritted his teeth. Zixiao Divine Thunder formed a barrier over his body, but fine cracks had already appeared on its surface.

"So what if it's just Divine Sense?"

"At their level, they don't need to descend fully. A single wisp of Divine Sense can strip the Law from myriad worlds and envelop our entire heaven and earth."

The surrounding space began to distort and collapse.

Every living being, whether an Immortal Emperor or the Myriad Races Geniuses trembling in the corners, felt indescribably insignificant.

It was as if they were held in someone's palm; if that person closed their five fingers, the entire world would crumble into dust.

The two phantoms gradually became more solid within the Chaos.

One pair of demonic pupils resembled blood-red suns, while the other pair was cold, aloof, and seemed to see through the ages; they were about to cross the boundary and descend.

A wild wind whipped at the corners of Gu Heng's clothes.

Gu Heng stood at the heart of the storm.

He looked up at the two increasingly clear figures in the sky and raised an eyebrow.

The Mid-stage Immortal Emperor Law within him operated steadily, neutralizing most of the God Realm pressure. He didn't choose to meet force with force at this moment.

A hint of amusement flashed in his eyes as Gu Heng lifted his foot and took half a step back.

His gaze pierced through the chaotic Void Realm, seeing the Old Dragon King kneeling there, lost in thought.

Then, his gaze swept past the seventeen Immortal Emperors who were as if facing a great enemy, landing on Li Tianqiong at the back of the crowd—the one who had just been indignant about being "third on the gold list."

As if hitting upon a good idea, the corners of Gu Heng's mouth curled into a warm smile.

In the distance, Li Tianqiong was being suffocated by the God Realm pressure.

The Devilish Qi throughout his body felt frozen, circulating with great difficulty.

Just then,

he caught sight of Gu Heng's smile out of the corner of his eye.

Li Tianqiong's heart skipped a beat, and a very bad premonition welled up within him.

"Why... why is he looking at me?"

Cold sweat beaded on Li Tianqiong's forehead.

Before he could figure it out, Gu Heng's voice rang out in the Void Realm.

"Young Lord Li."

Gu Heng's tone was relaxed as he said generously, "I saw how envious you were of this heaven-reaching tower earlier, even causing your father and the various Devil Emperor Seniors to go to such lengths. Since you want it so badly, I'm not a stingy person; I'll just give it to you."

As soon as these words were spoken,

the howling spatial storm around them paused for an instant.

Li Tianqiong's eyes widened, his pupils trembling violently.

Me?

Want the heaven-reaching tower?

It felt as if ten thousand giant beasts were stampeding through Li Tianqiong's mind, making him dizzy.

When did I ever say I wanted the heaven-reaching tower?

Just now, it was clearly you people fighting over it! I'm just an unlucky bystander who got caught up in this and almost had my soul searched and refined by the Thunder Emperor! This scapegoating is too blatant!

He opened his mouth, wanting to protest loudly and cry out his innocence.

But Gu Heng didn't give him the chance to speak.

Gu Heng casually extended his right hand and clenched his fingers in the Void Realm.

The heaven-reaching tower, which had been suspended in the sky emitting Chaotic Primordial Qi, let out a muffled boom.

Immediately afterward, the massive body of the tower shrank at an illogical speed, its light pulling inward until it became a palm-sized, translucent miniature tower.

Gu Heng flicked his wrist.

The heaven-reaching tower traced a dark golden arc through the air, flying toward Li Tianqiong like a shooting star.

"Clap."

A soft sound.

The small tower landed in Li Tianqiong's instinctively raised hands.

The entire field fell into a deathly silence.

The seventeen Immortal Emperors, who had been prepared to fight for their lives, froze in place as if under a paralysis spell.

Seventeen pairs of eyes turned in unison to stare at Li Tianqiong, who was holding the small tower.

Their expressions were a mix of shock and a hint of pity.

It can... work like this?

A dignified Mid-stage Immortal Emperor, a Prodigy ranked first in the heavens by the Heavenly Dao Gold List, actually threw the source of the trouble like a piece of trash to an Immortal King Junior when faced with the descent of God Realm powerhouses?

Li Tiantu stood in the Void Realm, his burly frame trembling violently, his dark red demonic eyes full of disbelief.

He looked at his son holding that bomb capable of triggering a war across the heavens, his mind going blank.

"I... no... this tower..."

Li Tianqiong held the small tower, his hands trembling as if electrocuted.

He felt that what he was holding wasn't a treasure, but a death warrant from the King of Hell.

He was so terrified that his legs went weak, and he almost knelt in the Void Realm.

He looked up, meeting the gazes of the seventeen Immortal Emperors, wanting to explain or even throw the tower away.

But it was too late.

The torn patch of Chaos overhead opened completely, and the gazes of the two great powerhouses fell upon them.

It was an indescribable sight.

As those aloof, indifferent gazes that watched the birth and death of ants fell, the Void Realm around Li Tianqiong was instantly compressed into a vacuum.

The Chaos currents parted to both sides, and two Divine Sense Incarnations appeared in the Void Realm not far from the crowd.

On the left stood the Divine Sense Incarnation of the Demon God Emperor, Di Shitian.

On the right, Jiang Wanyin's Divine Sense Incarnation stood barefoot on the shattered sky.

As the Incarnations of the two great powerhouses descended simultaneously, the Heavenly Dao of the entire Original Realm let out a shrill wail.

The earth began to collapse on a massive scale, and the landmass of the Central State broke into countless pieces.

Jiang Wanyin slightly raised her chin, her gaze sweeping over the scene.

When she saw the heaven-reaching tower held in Li Tianqiong's hands, her eyebrows knitted slightly.

It was just a slight change in expression, yet it made everyone present feel a tightening in their hearts.

On the other side, Di Shitian was not so subtle.

His blood-red eyes locked onto the heaven-reaching tower the moment he descended.

"The heaven-reaching tower... how can such an ant dare to lay hands on it?"

Before he even finished speaking, he didn't even give Li Tianqiong a direct look, but simply—

frowned.

An aura of ultimate Law fell upon Li Tianqiong.

"No—!!"

Li Tiantu let out a roar.

The demonic blood within him burned to its limit as he tried to rush forward to shield his son. However, his body felt as if it were nailed to the Void Realm; he couldn't even Move a single finger.

Li Tianqiong only saw a faint ripple spread out before his eyes.

In the next instant,

he looked down and saw his Peak Immortal King Physical Body peeling away and his demonic blood evaporating under that gaze.

It was just a single gaze.

Li Tianqiong's Physical Body was reduced to ashes, leaving only a dim, faintly glowing Immortal Soul floating alone in the Void Realm.

In his Immortal Soul state, Li Tianqiong trembled violently. He was scared witless, his mind almost unable to function.

What kind of power was this?

Without even using a Move, just a single look had completely erased a Peak Immortal King's Physical Body.

If it hadn't been for the Chaos aura of the heaven-reaching tower dissipating near him, he probably wouldn't even have the chance to be a ghost now.

At this moment, all his fantasies of the Myriad Races Geniuses List, being the Young Lord of the Demon Realm, or being invincible under heaven were utterly crushed.

He finally experienced the fear of those he had once trampled underfoot.

Li Tianqiong's Immortal Soul collapsed onto its knees in the Void Realm, kowtowing frantically toward Di Shitian while letting out a shrill cry,

"Lord Demon Emperor, spare my life! Spare me!"

"This lowly one is innocent! I didn't want to take this tower; it was that person... that bastard in white who forced it upon me! This lowly one is loyal to the Demon Realm and has absolutely no intention of disrespecting you!"

As he wailed, he desperately used his Soul Power to point at Gu Heng in the distance, trying to shift the blame back.

But his explanation was pale and laughable in the face of absolute power.

The shrill pleas for mercy were exceptionally grating amidst the whimpering of the Void Realm's turbulent flows.

"Lord Demon God Emperor, please see clearly! This lowly one is Li Tianqiong, the son of Li Tiantu from Demon Emperor City. I would never dare to lay hands on such a supreme treasure!"

However, Di Shitian didn't even bat an eye.

In his eyes, which were like blood moons, there was only the reflection of the dark golden light from the heaven-reaching tower.

In his view,

this was just a bug that had accidentally crawled onto the treasure. As for whether he was framed, did it matter?

It didn't.

What mattered was the tower; he needed to bring it back to report his mission. As for the bug, he would just crush it.

Di Shitian raised a finger, and a dark glow condensed at its tip.

Space collapsed to the extreme, dragging everything into that vortex-like singularity.

The spatial Law of the Original Realm could no longer withstand this force and was on the verge of complete collapse.

"Tianqiong..."

The resolute voice of Devil Emperor Li Tiantu rang out.

Seeing that Di Shitian was about to kill everyone, he silently flashed back millions of miles.

To him, if his son was gone, he was gone; he could always have another, though it might be a bit difficult.

But if he himself was gone, that would be the end.

"..."

Seeing this, Li Tianqiong's Immortal Soul's eyes suddenly widened.

Just then.

"Ding—"

Silver bells chimed, and red light filled the sky.

Jiang Wanyin's pressure flooded the world, forcibly severing the lock of Di Shitian's finger.

The powers of the two God Realm entities clashed silently in mid-air. At that moment, the entire Central State landmass sank by thousands of feet, and countless mountain ranges were reduced to powder.

Jiang Wanyin gave a soft snort. "If you want the tower, let's see if you have the ability."

Di Shitian turned his head, the killing intent in his blood-red eyes surging.

Jiang Wanyin ignored him.

Her gaze moved away from the heaven-reaching tower and swept over the pale-faced Emperor Realm powerhouses below.

As her gaze fell, pressure swept through, weighing down on everyone.

"Thud!"

"Thud! Thud!"

A series of sounds echoed in the Void Realm.

The Thunder Emperor knelt in the Void Realm, his head bowed low, lacking even the strength to lift his neck.

Then came the Star Immortal Emperor, the White Bone Demon Emperor, the Red-Eyed Demon Emperor...

The seventeen Immortal Emperors and Devil Emperors, who could summon wind and rain across the myriad worlds, trembled in unison under Jiang Wanyin's pressure and then knelt together in the shattered Void Realm.

They didn't even have the qualification to grit their teeth in resistance.

Heaven and earth were silent.

Only the Void Realm's storm whimpered in their ears.

All seventeen Immortal Emperors were kneeling.

The Myriad Races Geniuses below had long since been pressed into the mud, with even breathing becoming a luxury.

However,

amidst the kneeling crowd, there was one place that was completely out of step.

Jiang Wanyin's gaze passed through the crowd, over the kneeling Thunder Emperor, and landed on a spot in the Void Realm.

There, a figure still stood tall.

Gu Heng's white robes fluttered in the wind.

He stood there with his hands behind his back, calmly meeting Jiang Wanyin's gaze. Like a reef on the shore, he remained unmoved despite the towering waves.

A ripple of emotion flashed through Jiang Wanyin as she looked at this young man, whose bone age was less than a hundred years yet could ignore her pressure.

She scrutinized Gu Heng, her gaze sweeping over his face with its faint smile, and sensing that extremely obscure aura within him.

Gradually, her expression changed.

Then, under the shocked gazes of everyone, Jiang Wanyin's voice resounded through heaven and earth.

"Is Lin Qingyue... in your hands?"