Demon Slaying, Gaining 60 Years of Cultivation From the Start Chapter 1661: 449 Calming the Great Calamity3

Chapter 1661: Chapter 449 Calming the Great Calamity_3

He sacrificed his Dao, his cultivation, his essence, his everything. In the end, only then did he attain true transcendence and freedom!

Just as he himself said, now, he has surpassed everything, the sole existence across eternity, standing above all worlds!

The Ancestor of the Netherworld naturally could not find his trace in the river of ti.

Past, present, future—at countless points in ti, Gu Chen had already fully rged into the singularity. Now, he is both the only one and omnipresent!

The next instant, the Ancestor of the Netherworld noticed that within this universe’s river of ti, across endless history and the boundless ages, at every single ti node, Gu Chen’s figure appeared.

He seed to have fused with the entire ancient chronicle!

“Impossible!” The Ancestor of the Netherworld’s expression changed dramatically, his voice filled with incessant exclamations.

He stared at Gu Chen in utter disbelief. “You’re rely a mber of the Human Clan! How could you achieve this?!”

“Nothing is impossible.” Gu Chen replied with incomparable serenity.

Having faced death and erged anew, Gu Chen created his own Dao, only to willingly sacrifice it. Now, his physical body holds not a shred of divine power, a stark contrast to before, when every drop of his blood and every fragnt of his bone carried boundless worlds.

At this mont, he possesses no cultivation, yet he… is capable of anything!

“I have transcended everything completely,” Gu Chen stated, revealing the truth to the Ancestor of the Netherworld.

“I don’t believe you! You’re bluffing!” The Ancestor of the Netherworld roared in fury.

How could he believe that his yearning of countless millennia—a unity of Yin and Yang—had now been surpassed by an ordinary man?

What, then, was the aning behind his endless wars, his long-awaited aspirations throughout the ages?

“I am the strongest in the universe! Yin and Yang united—everything can be annihilated in a single thought!”

The Ancestor of the Netherworld descended into madness, his blood-red eyes flaring, throwing all caution to the wind in his attempt to obliterate the entire great universe and all its history, seeking to erase Gu Chen in the process.

At this mont, as Gu Chen noticed his intent, his gaze instantly shifted from calm to razor-sharp. His sword-like brows twitched upward, causing infinite fear to arise within the Ancestor of the Netherworld’s heart, an instinctive terror that reached its zenith.

“What?! This…” His voice trembled with dread.

At that mont, Gu Chen spoke as well: “This chaos and calamity spanning endless millennia—all of it should end here.”

He brought the eternal battle to its resolution, writing its conclusion.

In the next instant, under the disbelieving gaze of the Ancestor of the Netherworld, who was unable to utter another word, Gu Chen struck.

This was the first action following his transcendence—and the last.

With a thunderous roar, the great cosmos quaked. Gu Chen ford a fist seal, unleashing a punch of incomparable brilliance and unprecedented strength. The radiant fist light illuminated endless ages, severing the realms of past, present, and future, destroying all possibilities for the Ancestor of the Netherworld!

Within this fist light, faintly visible, were scenes spanning across endless epochs—images of ancestors and supre beings sacrificing themselves, shedding their blood, in their struggles against the calamities of the ages—all of which reappeared at this mont!

“No—”

The Ancestor of the Netherworld roared in protest, filled with unwillingness, regret, frustration, and rage. He struggled desperately, but in this mont, all of it was futile and pointless.

Under the illumination of Gu Chen’s fist light and the countless scenes of millennial struggles, the body of the Ancestor of the Netherworld slowly disintegrated, becoming an illusion, until finally vanishing completely into the void.

Thus, the crisis of the epoch ca to its end, and the Ancestor of the Netherworld fell!

…

Across all heavens and realms, at this mont, on the side of the Eternal Imperial Court, less than one-tenth of the army remained. From the original twelve supre beings of the court, now only Gu Qingyan, Bi Yu, Wu Tian, and Emperor Xia were left.

Even still, the four of them had reached their absolute limits, struggling to move even slightly.

Before them, the endless army of the Netherworld, led by fifteen Demon Sovereigns, approached with cold, mocking smiles.

Despair spread through the hearts of every individual within the Eternal Imperial Court.

At the exact mont when all remaining forces had braced themselves with the resolve to face death, sothing unexpected occurred—the Netherworld army ca to an abrupt halt. All demons, even the Demon Sovereigns, their bodies and expressions alike, froze entirely in that instant.

The next mont, the crowd felt as though a light breeze swept across the cosmos, and then, without warning, the endless Netherworld army along with the fifteen Demon Sovereigns vanished entirely, as if they had never existed.

Suddenly, on the Eternal Imperial Court’s side, everyone was left speechless.

In the ruins-filled vast cosmos, a figure with loose black hair and clad in dark robes quietly erged, appearing before Gu Qingyan and the other warriors of the Eternal Imperial Court.

“It’s over,” Gu Chen said. With the calst words, he announced a truth long-dread of, yet scarcely believable, by all: the end of this endless epoch of strife.