Just as they were about to retrieve the River Map.
At this mont, a sudden change occurred ahead.
In the void, streaks of purple qi began to manifest.
The profound purple qi seed to contain all the mysteries of the Great Thousand Worlds, the essence of the oldest existence, evolving into all things under heaven.
For so reason, at the sight of this qi, the Five Emperors felt their hair stand on end.
"This is bad!!"
Boom!
Before the words fully fell, the Hongng Purple Qi erupted.
Surging waves of purple energy swept across the land, reducing everything it touched to chaos.
Chaos—a concept deeper than even nothingness.
Anything struck and turned into chaos would never resurrect, not even with the intervention of a Daluo Immortal.
The five collapsed into nothing, their dharma bodies disintegrating, their Magic Artifacts losing their spiritual light.
The Hongng Purple Qi gathered into a humanoid form, draped in the River Map Star Robe.
That figure was none other than Song Lin.
At this mont, he had already comprehended the Great Dao.
His Dantian and Spirit Platform were entirely emptied.
Such was the Primordial Chaos Dao.
In this realm, there was no so-called True Immortal World, naturally transcending the fate of annihilation and even the most fundantal balance of life and death.
Song Lin was no longer alive, nor was he dead. Where could concepts like life and death even apply?
Song Lin sensed the power of the River Map Star Robe and extended a gentle finger.
In the pitch-black starry sky, starlight scattered across the heavens.
The power of countless stars converged above, forming a beam of dazzling light.
Boom!
The beam struck down.
The five below instantly disintegrated into ash, leaving behind only a cluster of Five Elents Origin.
Song Lin advanced slowly. Since his recent breakthrough, he was now the strongest existence below the Golden Immortal Realm.
Approaching the cluster of light, he gently touched the five-colored orb with his finger.
The luminous cluster slowly seeped into his body.
Song Lin noticeably felt a marked increase in his strength.
He opened the panel.
Na: Song Lin - Second-rank Upper Pure Great Cave Talisman, Beidou Destiny Lord, Taiyi Jinhua Palace.
Realm: Primordial Chaos
Taoist Realm: Hundred Thousand Years
Divine Skills:
Three Emperors Secret Seal Principles, Star Immortal Nine-Transformation Mysterious Skill (Nine Transformations), Qiankun Treasure—Twelve Yuan Chen, One Hundred and Eight Celestial Star Pivot Thirty-Six Cloud Seal Talisman (Thirty-Six Cloud Seals), Three Emperors Scripture, North Emperor Black Law, Five Qi Chaoyuan to Life Spirit Scripture, Donghua Taoist Soldiers Xuanzi Secret Book, North Emperor Xuantian Technique, Nine-Transformation Rejuvenation Pill Subtle Manifestation Technique, Shenxiao Thunder Skill…
All Daos displayed in full detail.
His realm had truly beco Primordial Chaos.
His Taoist Realm advanced successfully to a hundred thousand years.
Absorbing the five-colored cluster earlier had added at least twenty thousand years to his Taoist Realm.
The Chaos Unlimited absorbed Daos with remarkable speed, suitable for all Daos, with no conflicts between them.
Song Lin held deep comprehension of nine major Daos.
He could freely shift forms and transform presentations at will.
He could seamlessly converge with his own being or align with Wutian, while also imdiately switching to any one of the Five Elents Dao.
Which Dao he could wield now depended not upon whether he had cultivated that Dao, but rather how deeply he had comprehended it.
The fastest way to understand a Dao, it turned out, was simply to absorb it directly into oneself.
"I understand now. Finally, I get it."
Song Lin laughed skyward with great exuberance.
No wonder, no wonder Randeng Buddha had once claid he was destined to beco the calamity of the Great Thousand World.
He had walked an unprecedented path, establishing the never-before-seen Primordial Chaos Dao.
He possessed the innate talent to rapidly grow stronger by devouring others' power. How could any living being not tremble at his presence?
If allowed to endlessly consu and infinitely grow stronger, achieving the Primordial Chaos Great Luo Immortal Dao, he would undoubtedly beco the master of the Great Thousand World.
Still, this calamity was neither demonic tribulation nor purely destructive disaster.
Song Lin revered order. If he grew stronger, his natural instinct would be to restore balance to Qiankun and recreate the Three Realms' order.
For the myriad beings of the Great Thousand World, this would mark a calamity of renewal.
Like the vitality after the spring thunder, like breaking free from the shackles before bamboo shoots erge.
Though the path of the Dao was arduous, its future promised light.
Song Lin released his golden radiance.
The outsiders rushed forth en masse.
"Heavenly Emperor!"
"Where is everyone?"
The immortals called out as they stord in, only to stop dumbfounded once they arrived.
Where were they?
Apart from Song Lin, the five aggressive True Immortals from earlier were nowhere to be seen.
It didn't take long for the group to notice sothing unusual—mainly, the Heavenly Emperor who now seed far more powerful than before, his aura vast as an ocean, unfathomable as an abyss.
Especially the robe he wore, which inspired awe in anyone who laid eyes upon it.
"Is this the River Map?"
King Wen exclaid excitedly.
From the robe, he could witness the evolution of stars. Besides the River Map, nothing else carried such a mysterious astral phenonon.
"Indeed, this is the River Map. We'll discuss this later. Are there any external enemies left outside?"
"None. I led a search, and apart from those five earlier, no other intruders remain," said Mao Ying.
"Who were those figures?"
The immortals murmured in curiosity.
Each of those five intruders was no less than a Heavenly Emperor of the Middle Thousand Heavenly Court. To plan assassination within the Donghua Heavenly Court—a move so uncharacteristic it defied logic—what could be behind this?
Furthermore, who had the authority to summon five True Immortal Peak experts to execute such chaos?
"They must be from the Netherworld."
In his earlier battle with these five, Song Lin had clearly perceived dense deathly qi, and during his Dao fusion, he sensed the distinct aura of the Netherworld. This was undoubtedly beyond the realm of an ordinary cultivator.
According to the intelligence from the Golden Crow Heavenly Court, the only fully intact ancient faction in existence today was the Netherworld.
The Netherworld's aura was mingled heavily with traces of demonic qi.
Could it be that the Netherworld had joined forces with the Demon World?
"The Netherworld..."
At Song Lin's conjecture, the immortals were visibly shocked.
The Netherworld and its devils.
Could it be that the source of the Great Thousand World's Demon Tribulation had beco the Netherworld?
Had devils usurped control of the Netherworld? Or was the Netherworld commanding the devils?
Either way, nothing else could explain why the Netherworld would dispatch assassins to target the Donghua Heavenly Emperor.
It was widely known that the Netherworld never interferes with the mortal realm.
No matter your divine lust for glory or your intention of world destruction, none could draw the attention of the Netherworld.
"Regardless, we can be sure of one thing—that the unrest in the Great Thousand World likely involves the Netherworld. Their ability to send five True Immortals proves that they may have Golden Immortals or even stronger forces above them. We cannot afford to sit idle."
With a solemn expression, Tianji spoke.
"Tianji Taoist speaks truth. We must not sit by idly! If the Netherworld already dares to assassinate us, it's possible they'll target other factions. Even if they possess Golden Immortals, the combined strength of the Great Thousand World's mightiest can still stand against them."
"I agree!"
"No rush." Song Lin raised his hand, silencing the crowd instantly.
"Though I've broken through my realm, the Netherworld's influence is vast. We can't be as reckless as smashing eggs against a stone."
Ji Dan couldn't help but feel a touch uneasy upon hearing this.
"The Netherworld may have suffered a setback today, yet they will undoubtedly return in force. I possess an array—capable of concealing the Heavenly Court and also annihilating any intruders."
Song Lin's robe shone brightly.
Overhead, an enormous array diagram depicting the Cycle of Celestial Stars Formation appeared.
"Is this the Cycle of Celestial Stars Formation?" King Wen imdiately recognized the supre formation capable of mobilizing the powers of the Great Thousand World.
"Indeed. I entrust this matter to you. Select appropriate candidates for the array eyes and deploy the formation. Only then can we rest easy."
Song Lin assigned the task to King Wen.
"Understood!"
The crowd quickly began organizing the arrangent.
Elsewhere, in the Netherworld.
The Emperor of Netherworld was carefree and unhurried.
In this world, every prodigy was destined to be snuffed out in the cradle.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes and let out a roar of indignant fury.
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