In an instant, within the Near Immortal Realm, the Laws of Heaven and Earth quaked violently, as if the end of the world had arrived.
All foundations related to the Immortal Path, inheritances, Cultivation Techniques, and Spirit Vein connections, were severed by an invisible force.
The Lin Xian Three Clans, regardless of their cultivation level, scread in agony, as their Immortal Bodies seed to ignite, and the Immortal Path essence within them uncontrollably burned away. Ancestral Immortal Blood dried up instantly, as Yun Tianji fundantally severed the Immortal Path of the entire Near Immortal Realm with absolute power.
From then on, no living creatures of this realm could ascend to the position of Immortal Venerable, with True Immortal Perfection being the utmost limit.
Yun Tianji withdrew his hand, gazing indifferently at the dramatic changes occurring within the realm.
To him, the Immortal Path was not to be compromised.
Thus, even if Zheng Chu had any fallback relying on this realm’s Immortal Path, it would beco a rootless tree, a waterless river.
Whatever plans and strategies Chu Zheng might have, he would not leave the opponent a single possible chance.
In this Taoist struggle concerning the future order of the Great Universe, there was no room for luck or rcy.
Having done all this, Yun Tianji’s figure gradually faded, disappearing into the void outside the Near Immortal Realm.
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The outflow of Heavenly Fate from the Heaven Burial Palace was like the last massive stone thrown into an already overflowing pond.
The ripples that ford completely ended the previous power structure within the Great Universe.
After Chu An’s fall, the Heavenly Fate he bore was divided and absorbed by the Second-fold Immortal Martial, along with the Heavenly Fate within the Heaven Burial Palace, leading both forces to each give rise to a new Ancient Ancestor.
Thus, the power of the Immortal Alliance and Martial Pavilion swelled to unprecedented peaks, with Immortal grace and Martial might spreading to every corner of the universe.
Those once glorious Ancient Clans, except for a very few who pledged loyalty early and were integrated into the Immortal Martial Taoist Orthodoxy, had mostly been crushed under iron hooves.
So dissipated in the river of history, while others were forced to retreat to those barren, lawless Desolate Star Domains, struggling to survive at the edge.
The order of the Great Universe had been reduced to its utmost simplicity—either Immortal or Martial, those who followed would prosper, those who resisted would perish.
Qi Cultivators among them were hardly noticeable, a re drop in the ocean.
Thus, the boundless universe, all ten portions of Heavenly Fate, were now fully claid, with none remaining unclaid.
Yet beneath this gradually calming surface lay a hidden, imminent surge of killing intent.
Xue Qing returned to the Martial Pavilion Ancestral Land with a heart full of gravity and unease.
Her steps had barely settled, and she hadn’t even had ti to catch her breath, when a cold Divine Sense instantly transmitted into her Soul, echoing eerily:
"Slay Zheng Chu, and I will grant you the complete authority of the Martial Ancestor, to control the Martial Arts Heavenly Fortune. After the Immortals fall, you shall be the Heavenly Lord of the New Epoch."
This was the voice of the Heavenly Destiny True Spirit, clearer and more alluring than ever before.
Xue Qing’s brow furrowed instantly. Without the slightest hesitation, her mind blazed like a knife, severing the encroaching thought, outright refusal.
The Heavenly Destiny True Spirit seed to have anticipated her reaction, not entangling further, its whisper retreated like the tide, quickly falling silent.
But this silence only weighed heavier on Xue Qing’s heart.
She appeared grave, instantly understanding her predicant.
The current Martial Path no longer saw her as the sole choice, she might even have been marginalized.
Aside from her and Jun Huang, the Ancient Ancestors promoted in the Martial Path henceforth received their Heavenly Fate transferred and bestowed by the Heavenly Destiny True Spirit; in a sense, their Dao Foundations were intricately entwined with the True Spirit, to a degree, under its control.
The entire Martial Pavilion, unwittingly, had already fallen into the hands of the Heavenly Destiny True Spirit.
"I must find Jun Huang first."
At the thought, Xue Qing’s Divine Sense instantly spread, covering the entire Martial Pavilion and even the Great Universe, attempting to locate Jun Huang’s presence.
However, she searched for a long ti, crossing countless Secret Realms and Great Realms, yet she could not find a trace of Jun Huang.
He seed to have vanished from the world, along with his vast life force and the fluctuations of Heavenly Fate, disappearing without a trace.
An intense sense of unease seized Xue Qing, just as she was feeling slightly anxious, an earth-shattering event arose again in the Great Universe.
A golden battle missive, condensed from the vast Heavenly Fate, shot skyward from the core of the Immortal Alliance, like a wildfire, spreading to every known corner of the universe in an instant.
The content of the battle missive was concise and direct.
[Zheng Chu has usurped the Heavenly Fate, seizing Heavenly Life for himself, disturbing the cosmic balance. In three days, it will be a fight to the death, to redistribute the Heavenly Fate.]
The signature was that of Yun Tianji, the leader of the Immortal Alliance.
The battle missive caused a global sensation.
Even though there had been premonitions, the formal, public challenge to Daoist Ancestor Zheng Chu by Yun Tianji still stirred all quarters.
In no ti, supporters gathered like clouds.
Particularly, the remnant bloodlines of Ancient Clans like the Shan Clan, Taiyi Clan, and Feng Family, thoroughly integrated into the Immortal Path, spoke up one after another, preparing to target and eliminate the Qi Cultivators.
After receiving the battle missive, Xue Qing was silent for a mont.
She knew this mont had finally arrived, and it ca so swiftly, leaving no room for maneuver.
Turning around, she no longer searched for Jun Huang futilely, instead tearing through the void to return to the Dao Palace suspended beyond the Nine Heavens.
Within the Dao Palace, Chu Zheng still sat calmly behind the Jade Table, his expression tranquil, even exuding a detached indifference, as if the cosmic turmoil outside had nothing to do with him.
Xue Qing sat down before the Jade Table in front of him, seeing his unconcerned deanor, her eyebrows furrowed further, her heart filled with half anger, half worry.
"I suppose you’ve long anticipated today’s situation."
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