Chapter 58 Defying the True Immortals! Thirty-Seven Supreme Beings Gather, the Darkest Hour of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths
"The Immortal Palace... the former Palace Master."
Someone recognized him.
An ancient supreme being who has lived for countless ages.
Legend has it that he existed since the Immortal Ancient Era, survived the Great Cataclysm War, survived the collapse of the laws, and survived the rise and fall of geniuses.
He is still alive.
Like an insurmountable mountain, it weighs heavily on the hearts of all people.
The old master of the Immortal Palace stood with his hands behind his back, looking down.
His expression was arrogant, showing contempt for everything.
He didn't even take the Time City seriously.
"The Heavenly Emperor..." he muttered to himself, a cold smile playing on his lips, "is just a lucky junior."
He firmly believed that Xuan Tian was able to defeat An Lan in the battle thirty years ago entirely because of Tian Yuan's restriction.
Otherwise, how could a junior who has just entered the path of immortality contend with the King of Immortals?
And he—
A burning desire flashed in the eyes of the old master of the Immortal Palace.
Although he has not become an immortal, he is protected by the true immortal laws of a remnant immortal and possesses an ancient immortal artifact.
If Xuan Tian is sensible and hands over the secret to becoming an immortal, perhaps his life can be spared.
If they don't know what's good for them...
The old temple master sneered.
Then don't blame him for bullying the weak with numbers.
Time passes.
The gates of Time City remained tightly shut.
The old temple master squinted his eyes.
"Not coming out?"
His voice was icy, but a barely perceptible hint of joy flashed in his eyes.
The more this was the case, the more certain he became.
Xuan Tian must be severely injured and on the verge of death, with less than one-tenth of his strength remaining.
He was scared.
All the forces in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths held the same view.
The ferocity of that battle back then was evident to all.
The Heavenly Emperor was almost completely destroyed, both in body and spirit.
How could one possibly withstand the full force of an immortal king from another realm?
Even if one ultimately breaks through and rebuilds, forcibly achieving immortality...
The foundation will inevitably be damaged.
Both the primordial spirit and the physical body must have flaws.
"The old temple master is right."
A voice rang out.
One after another, supreme beings appeared beside the old master of the Immortal Palace.
They all came from the most famous and invincible beings in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
The ancestor of the Wang family was Wang Changsheng.
Holding the Longevity Halberd, his power and might are unmatched.
The God of Heaven, with an ethereal form, is surrounded by murderous intent.
The Lord of the Underworld, shrouded in dark mist, reveals only a pair of green eyes.
The Valley Master of Sword Valley carries an ancient sword on his back, its sword aura soaring into the sky.
Three thousand provinces, longevity families, top-tier lineages—
One.
Two people.
Five.
Ten.
Twenty people.
Thirty people.
A total of thirty-seven supreme beings!
They stood before the gates of the Time-Space City, their breaths merging into one, causing all living beings to collapse to the ground across endless time and space.
"Supreme beings... all of them are supreme beings..."
On the walls of the Imperial Pass, a young soldier muttered to himself, his face as white as paper.
Each one of them swept across the era, suppressing the heavens and the earth, invincible in the mortal world.
Any one of them would be enough to make all spirits bow down and all religions worship.
At this moment, all thirty-seven people have gathered!
Countless people were shocked and their minds went blank.
But someone quickly realized what was happening.
"What...do they want to do?"
"The only thing in this world that can possibly provoke them is..."
The man paused, then uttered two words with difficulty:
"To become an immortal."
More than thirty years ago, the Heavenly Emperor fought against An Lan, and although he won, he was also wounded.
Otherwise, it wouldn't have remained dormant until now.
There have been frequent actions from foreign lands in recent years.
The Heavenly Emperor never appeared.
The life-giving substances and rules of heaven and earth are no longer as prosperous as they were in ancient times.
Achieving supreme status is as difficult as ascending to heaven.
Becoming an immortal—
Since the shattering of the ancient and primordial world, no one has been able to do it again.
Countless brilliant talents, whose brilliance has shone throughout history, ultimately failed at this crucial step, dying with regrets.
If one does not become an immortal, one will eventually decay and perish with the passage of time.
They will all die eventually.
"So they... want to..."
Some people guessed the truth and were shocked, their faces turning pale.
"They wanted to take advantage of the Heavenly Emperor's instability in his early cultivation of immortality and his still-healing injuries..."
"Defying the True Immortal!"
"Seize the Heavenly Emperor's Dao Fruit and achieve my own enlightenment!"
Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent.
"Impossible...that's an immortal..."
Some murmured, clinging to a last shred of hope.
The words had barely left his mouth when he was interrupted by a cold voice.
"Immortals... are just beings who are slightly stronger than us."
The speaker was an elderly, white-haired venerable man whose lifespan was nearing its end.
His voice was hoarse, filled with an almost frantic intensity.
"Don't forget, the Grand Elder once fought against an immortal from another realm with his supreme body."
"Immortals... are not invincible."
Everyone fell silent.
really.
The Supreme Being killing an Immortal is not without precedent.
Elder Meng Tianzheng once did just that.
The battle thirty years ago was extremely brutal, and the Grand Elder also paid a heavy price.
If not for the elixir of immortality bestowed by the Heavenly Emperor, he would have perished long ago.
But this also proves—
Immortals can be killed.
Everyone looked up at the thirty-seven figures, and a sense of sorrow welled up in their hearts.
The Nine Heavens and Ten Earths have reached this point.
Foreign lands are eyeing us covetously, ready to pounce at any moment.
These longevity families and top-tier lineages within the sect are only thinking about internal strife.
"Where is the Grand Elder?"
Some people wept bitterly, clinging to their last hope.
"Doesn't the Grand Elder care?"
He was the number one person in the human realm of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
If the Grand Elder intervenes...
Perhaps it can still stop it?
The only response he received was silence.
Everyone understands—
It's unstoppable.
This is not a matter of personal selfishness on the part of a few supreme beings.
This has severed everyone's path to immortality.
Even the most supreme being will eventually die if they do not become an immortal.
They waited through eternity, endured countless ages, and watched their lifespan slip away, death drawing near.
Now, the only opportunity has finally arrived.
To become an immortal, one must—
To strip the Heavenly Emperor of his immortal essence.
His techniques.
His weapons.
Everything about him.
It became his own path to immortality.
"It's over..."
Someone muttered to themselves, as if they could see a dark future.
"It's completely over..."
Across the heavens and the earth, cries of sorrow rose everywhere.
Countless people knelt on the ground, weeping bitterly.
They recalled the battle thirty years ago.
I recall that figure in blue, standing alone before the Imperial Pass, facing the foreign army and the Immortal King.
I recall the devastation of that battle—the sky collapsed, the earth shattered, the sun and moon lost their light, and blood stained the heavens.
Recalling the final moment, that figure crashed down, smashing through the walls of the Imperial Pass, smashing through the earth, and smashing the hope in the hearts of countless people.
But he didn't die.
He survived.
He became an immortal.
He became the Heavenly Emperor.
He became the only undying light in the darkness.
And now—
This lamp will be extinguished by its own people.
"Old Master of the Immortal Palace... Heaven... Underworld... Sword Valley... Three Thousand Daozhou..."
Someone read out the names one by one, and with each name, their voice trembled a little more.
"A total of thirty-seven supreme beings..."
"Normally, even when foreign powers come to our doorstep, we don't see this many supreme beings."
"Now, they've all arrived."
Everyone who saw this lineup was utterly devastated.
Thirty-seven invincible warriors.
This lineup—
Even a true immortal would likely perish.
"At least... at least the Grand Elder didn't join the encirclement..."
Someone said bitterly.
But even he himself didn't believe that.
So what if the Grand Elder didn't join?
Thirty-seven supreme beings.
How many can the Heavenly Emperor alone stop?
Five? Ten?
The remaining twenty-seven could still tear the Heavenly Emperor to pieces.
Everyone looked up at the sky.
Looking at those thirty-seven supreme figures.
Looking at the illusory image of the immortal palace floating above the Time-Space City.
Only one thought remained in my mind—
Is the Heavenly Emperor really going to die?
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