Bibi Dong watched her daughter disappear from the screen, and finally relaxed her clenched fist.
Although her relationship with Qian Renxue is complicated.
But he saw that his daughter not only didn't die, but instead turned misfortune into good fortune and entered that so-called immortal realm.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
At the same time, a strong ambition arose.
If only I could go to that world...
...
Just as Yueyao was leading the two of them to the depths of the Immortal Realm.
The desolate borderlands of the immortal realm.
Outside the Imperial Pass.
The once peaceful Tianyuan was once again engulfed in turbulent waves.
Black fog surged in like a tide, obscuring the sun, moon, and stars.
An atmosphere of extreme oppression instantly enveloped the entire borderland.
On the city wall.
The expressions of several True Immortal-level guards changed drastically.
"Enemy attack!"
"Activate the city's protective formation!"
The roar echoed through the sky.
But this offensive is far greater than ever before.
There were no thousands of troops within the surging black mist.
There is only one hand.
A withered, black hand covered in demonic patterns.
That hand was indescribably large; its five fingers, when spread out, encompassed the entire sky above the Imperial Pass.
Between his fingers, an unusual phenomenon appeared: stars falling.
It pressed down slowly but firmly.
The void is collapsing.
The Great Way is wailing.
The light barrier of the city's protective formation was as fragile as an eggshell before this giant hand, emitting a cracking sound as it succumbed to the immense pressure.
"No...impossible!"
One of the True Immortal Guardians was deathly pale and trembling all over.
"This aura... surpasses that of a True Immortal!"
"The Immortal King!"
"The Immortal King has crossed over to make his move!"
despair.
Boundless despair spread across the city walls.
Before the Immortal King, even a True Immortal is nothing more than a slightly larger ant.
The opponent didn't even need to appear in person; with just this one hand, they could wipe out this vast wilderness.
"My life is over..."
The old immortal closed his eyes, awaiting death.
Viewers of Douluo Continent, though separated by a screen, cannot feel that tangible pressure.
But looking at the enormous black hand that blotted out the sky in the image, everyone still felt a sense of suffocation.
The visual impact was too strong.
In comparison, the Azure Scale Beast that killed the Seventh Elder was practically a docile pet.
Is this the war in a perfect world?
Does it always involve destruction of the world?
Just as that giant black hand was about to touch the walls of the Imperial Pass, and everyone was waiting to die.
A sudden change occurred.
Deep within the Immortal Realm.
Inside the Evergreen Immortal Palace, which floats in the chaos.
Li Changqing was sitting upright under the lotus, sipping tea.
He seemed to sense something, and his brow furrowed slightly.
"It's never going to end."
He impatiently put down his teacup.
Then.
He raised his right hand and, across billions of miles of void, casually slapped the direction of the desolate frontier.
boom!
This moment.
Time and space seemed to flow backward.
A giant hand formed from cyan celestial light instantly traversed endless space.
This giant blue hand looks crystal clear, with clearly visible palm lines, just like a work of art.
But wherever it goes, the chaotic energy must give way.
Snap!
A crisp sound echoed between heaven and earth.
The once arrogant black hand looked like a child being disciplined by an adult in front of this giant blue palm.
It was smashed to pieces with a single slap.
The black fog dissipated.
The magic runes collapsed.
The Imperial Pass, which was on the verge of destruction, was instantly restored to its former glory.
at the same time.
On the other side of the abyss, deep in a foreign land.
A muffled groan of pain rang out.
"Qing Emperor..."
The voice was ancient and weathered, carrying a hint of fear and a suppressed anger.
Immediately afterwards.
Two terrifying gazes collided across the boundary.
On one side was darkness and desolation, filled with destruction and calamity.
On one side, a brilliant blue light shines, brimming with vitality and creation.
There was no real fight.
The mere confrontation of their gazes caused the void between them to be completely annihilated, turning into absolute nothingness.
The heavens and earth trembled.
At this moment, all the laws of nature ceased to function.
a long time.
The aura from that other realm slowly faded away.
The black mist receded like the tide, as if it had never existed.
The borderlands and imperial passes.
The immortals who had escaped death were now drenched in sweat and collapsed on the ground.
As they gazed at the clear sky, their eyes were filled with relief at surviving the ordeal and with fervent worship for the one who had intervened.
"It's Lord Qingdi!"
"The Azure Emperor has made his move!"
The old immortal was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes, and he bowed deeply in the direction of the Evergreen Immortal Palace.
"Thank you so much, Immortal King, for saving my life!"
The other soldiers also knelt down and shouted the name of the Azure Emperor.
The sound waves were like a tidal wave, shaking the heavens.
Inside the Evergreen Immortal Palace.
Li Changqing withdrew his hand, his face showing no change in expression.
It was as if they had just driven away an immortal king, but only chased away a fly.
He picked up his teacup again and took a small sip.
"Since you don't dare to come in your real form, stop with these probing little tricks."
He murmured to himself.
His tone was calm, yet it exuded an air of dominance.
Douluo Continent.
Everyone was stunned.
Although they couldn't understand the division of realms within it.
But they understood the image.
The mastermind who wanted to destroy the world was wiped out by that scholar in blue robes from who knows how far away with a single slap.
"This...this is too powerful!"
Tang San's throat was dry.
"The owner of that black hand just now, according to that True Immortal, is the 'Immortal King,' which sounds very powerful."
"So, in the end, he couldn't even withstand a single move from this Azure Emperor?"
Haotian Sect.
Looking at the nonchalant man in blue in the picture, Tang Xiao felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
This is what a true powerhouse is like.
With every gesture, he could suppress all enemies in the world.
Compared to them, these so-called Title Douluos are not even ants.
...
Outside the Changqing Immortal Palace and its Daoist temple.
A streak of light fell.
It was Yueyao who brought Qianrenxue and Chu Nishang back.
As soon as it landed.
Qian Renxue felt her knees buckle and almost knelt on the ground.
The atmosphere here is terrifying.
The air was filled not only with spiritual energy, but also with an indescribable "Taoist charm".
The ground was paved with an unknown divine jade, covered with intricate runes.
Even a weed by the roadside is bursting with the glow of the sunset.
The grand hall in the distance was even more magnificent beyond belief.
Stars circled around it, and chaotic energy descended.
Here, Qian Renxue felt like a speck of dust, utterly insignificant.
"This is Master's Daoist temple, Changqing Immortal Palace."
Chu Nishang began her introduction, her tone tinged with pride.
Yueyao straightened her clothes, and the dignified and indifferent expression on her face vanished in an instant.
Instead, a gentle, tender smile appeared.
She walked gracefully, leading the two towards the main hall.
"Let's go, I'll take you to meet the master of this immortal realm."
(End of chapter)