About the venerable Xuan Bao, countless enchanted artifacts coalesced, only to shatter in a deafening burst. From each fractured relic, a wisp of ethereal white vapor escaped, swirling around the aging sage. In a heartbeat, a dense fog of this ghostly essence enshrouded Xuan Bao as the approaching conjuration of the Clear Stream Sage—the dreaded “Bean Soldiers”—drew near.

With a desperate cry, Xuan Bao hurled forth his arms, bellowing, “Void-Nirvana Force!” At these words, the white vapors surged forth like a spectral tide, colliding with the advancing legion of enchanted soldiery in a cataclysmic clash.

**BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!**

The firmament trembled under the assault, the very fabric of space ripping asunder. The vortex that had consumed leagues of the heavens now tore wider, an insatiable maw devouring all in its path. Unwary mortals, caught in its grasp, were swept into the fathomless void, lost without a trace.

To be engulfed by the abyss of a shattered sky was a fate beyond reckoning. Yet, this turmoil mattered not to the crimson-eyed behemoth, Wang Yue. Maddened with vengeance for the injuries inflicted upon him and the countless brethren slain by Xuan Bao, the Ancient God’s arm, woven from the titan’s beard and hair, lunged forward. Though momentarily faltering before the Clear Stream Sage’s onslaught, Wang Yue’s bloodlust prevailed, and the monstrous limb smashed towards Xuan Bao just as the old sage unleashed his counter-magic.

Simultaneously, a peal of laughter echoed across the stars as the pyromancer Yan Leizi freed himself from the clutches of Wu Dongchan. With deft hand gestures, he summoned forth dozens of shards of the Immortal Realm. They danced around him, coalescing into a spiraling vortex of potent energy, a celestial maelstrom aimed directly at the embattled Xuan Bao.

“Clear Stream Immortal Lord, I offer thee my aid!” Yan Leizi roared.

Wu Dongchan, his eyes gleaming with determination, followed close behind, intent on helping Xuan Bao avert this perilous fate. Xuan Bao felt the icy grip of dread. This battle, save for the仙君 escape, was the most perilous trial of his long life. Hemmed in by Clear Stream to the fore, haunted by Wang Yue at his back, and assailed from above by Yan Leizi, escape seemed impossible. With no recourse, Xuan Bao summoned the vast reserves of his inner仙元, forcing it outwards to erect a shield of shimmering protection.

“Survive this, and I may yet live!” he rasped.

But as the luminous仙元 emanated from his form, Wang Yue’s Ancient God arm slammed into him. The layers of shimmering defense shattered like glass.

Then, the Clear Stream Sage’s own onslaught arrived, heralded by crimson bolts of lightning. The bolts struck with the force of thunder, and Xuan Bao coughed up a torrent of blood.

Finally, Yan Leizi’s fragments of the Immortal Realm converged. With a deafening roar, Xuan Bao’s physical form disintegrated. His ethereal spirit emerged, yet even this was on the verge of collapse. A golden garment clung to his soul, desperately warding off oblivion, but even this celestial armor began to fragment. This cosmic battle triggered a further collapse of space, spreading destruction across tens of thousands of leagues. Many cultivators were swept into the void. Wang Lin, shielded by a shimmering, ever-shifting cauldron, desperately maneuvered to survive, all the while fixating on the battle with Wang Yue, seeking an opportune moment. Nearby, the Water-Silk-Clad maiden stood untouched by the chaos, the Lotus Throne surrounding her, and beside her stood the Golden Corpse, its expression as cold as death.

Witnessing the carnage, the maiden sighed, glancing at Wang Lin with a flicker of melancholy in her eyes. “Who knows if you will recognize me upon our next meeting….” she murmured.

Her Lotus Throne, during this great battle, had absorbed the death essence of the shattered realm, wrapping itself in an ethereal mist.

Lifting a delicate hand, she pointed towards the Golden Corpse. “Unseal,” she commanded.

Her words took form, becoming ethereal sigils that settled upon the unmoving form of the 金屍. With a shudder, the five talismans hovering above its head ceased their spiraling dance. The 金屍’s eyes blazed with sudden light, and a draconic roar ripped from its throat.

In that instant, the 金屍’s form elongated, transforming into a fearsome dragon of flesh and blood. Golden scales shimmered as the dragon roared, tearing into the fray. The 水羅蓝裙 maiden, with a wistful glance at Wang Lin, faded into nothingness.

The Golden Dragon, its five talismans floating above, each radiating binding energy, surged towards the battle.

As it drew near, the dragon shimmered with golden light, and a voice ancient and burdened echoed across the heavens.

“Poison Fire!”

One of the five talismans erupted with flame, bathing the dragon in a virulent conflagration. The fire burned with an unimaginable toxicity. Shrouded in this venomous inferno, the dragon swept towards Xuan Bao’s fading spirit, intent on dragging him to safety.

But at that moment, amidst the collapsing stars, the ancient, unyielding World Tree shuddered. A great crack splintered its bark.

From the fissure, a figure cloaked in emerald emerged. With a booming laugh, he strode forth, closing upon the Golden Dragon in a heartbeat. His right hand weaved a sign, and before him materialized the spectral form of a mighty tree, which crashed into the dragon with the force of a god.

“I am Yi Mu Zi, Ninth Elder of the ancient Luo Tian family of cultivators! I will not suffer you to escape!” he declared.
The golden dragon, its advance thwarted by the illusory, towering tree, flashed a draconic eye. From its maw spewed a cloud of black earth, saturated with the potent essence of death! The Necromantic Arborist, clad in verdant robes, performed a swift hand seal, striking the void with his palm. Thunderous booms reverberated, forming a whirlwind, even as he stepped forward. With a sweep of his vast sleeves, a line of titanic trees materialized behind him, their crowns scraping the heavens, forming an impenetrable wall of arboreal defense across the star-strewn expanse. “You cannot escape!” The Arborist chuckled, gesturing forward. His arboreal guard surged forth, a cacophony of wood and wind driving the golden dragon backward.

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Meanwhile, Wu Dongchan approached, intent on lending aid, but Qingshui merely sneered, his crimson right eye blazing. He charged forward relentlessly, as Yan Leizi seized the moment, his hands spinning before him, causing the vortex formed by the fragments of the Immortal Realm to swell to gargantuan proportions.

Adding to the chaos, the ancient god arm manifested by Wang Yue crashed into the fray, but Wang Yue’s rage had blinded it. It harbored not only hatred for Xuanbao Shangren but also fury for all who surrounded them.

As the ancient arm drew near, Wang Yue unleashed a deafening roar, its maw gaping wide, inhaling with a force that shook its very being. In an instant, the ancient god arm spread open, its five fingers moving with blinding speed, sweeping aside all who stood in its path, seizing the golden dragon’s form in its grasp.

Clutching the dragon, the ancient god arm retracted swiftly, then, in a flash, hurled the struggling beast into its awaiting maw. In Wang Yue’s maddened mind, simple death was insufficient to quench its anger. It would devour this mage who dared to wound it, consuming him utterly! After consuming the dragon, Wang Yue’s eyes gleamed with savage glee. Previously, Hu Qingming vanished, surprisingly instead of moving forward, he plunged straight into the countless collapsing stars.

To enter the collapsing stars, they had to enter the void. This sudden change of events made Qingshui’s eyes flash, he wants to get the soul of Xuanbao Shangren so he can learn what happened during the Immortal World Cataclysm.

Now, seeing the golden dragon and Xuanbao Shangren’s soul being swallowed, without hesitation, he takes advantage of Wang Yue’s inhalation to charge forward, straight into Wang Yue’s maw.

Not just Qingshui, Wu Dongchan, a member of the Di Xuan Temple, was also very closely related to Xuanbao Shangren. Now, gnashing his teeth, he plunged forward and entered Wang Yue’s mouth as well.

Wang Lin’s eyes flashed, he was waiting for his chance, without hesitation, his entire body exploding with roaring thunder, his speed was incredible, he headed straight for Wang Yue.

While Yan Leizi hesitated, the green-robed Arborist’s eyes glinted with cunning. He stepped forward, diving headlong into Wang Yue’s maw.

At this moment, Wang Yue’s massive form was already half-merged with the void, its jaws closing, on the verge of disappearing completely into the collapsing stars.

Wang Lin approached, stepping onto Wang Yue’s colossal body, then abruptly stomped his foot, preparing to burrow into the beast’s interior.

Yan Leizi witnessed Wang Lin’s actions and sighed internally, wasting no more time. He grasped at the void, and in his hand appeared a palm-sized fragment of the Immortal Realm, which he hurled towards Wang Lin.

“You have done a great deed. This item will protect you on this journey. With it, I will know your location and can rescue you and Qingshui!”

He chose to remain behind, for the battle between Luotian and the Alliance still required his leadership.

As for why Wang Lin entered Wang Yue’s body, Yan Leizi could not understand, attributing it to the influence of Qingshui.

“Perhaps… the boy has other plans!”

Wang Lin caught the shrunken Immortal Realm fragment. He immediately sensed the aura of the Thunder Beast within. It seemed that the fragment contained not only the powerful main soul but also a Thunder Beast! “Thank you, Senior!” Wang Lin spoke as he vanished, plunging into Wang Yue’s interior.

In that instant, Wang Yue’s immense form sank completely into the vortex amidst the stars. However, its gargantuan size forced the vortex to widen considerably, triggering an even more catastrophic collapse.

Amid the thunderous destruction, Yan Leizi sighed and turned to seek out the scattered Luotian mages.

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