449: The Final Holy War (Part 2)

Chen De never expected that Myriad Gods would choose to undergo ultimate sublimation.

Was he tired of living?

At a time like this, at his realm, at his level...

The reason for choosing ultimate sublimation was clearly self-evident.

Chen De, Myriad Gods, the East Sea Sword Saint, and even Wang Teng, had long been capable of breaking through the bottleneck to become an Immortal.

Even Ji Hao could have succeeded in breaking through on the spot, let alone them?

As long as they wished, breaking through to that level would be as simple as eating and drinking.

Therefore, the reason that stopped them and kept them from advancing was never this.

endless reincarnation!

The arbiter of the Lower Plane, the maintainer of balance!

It would equally eliminate every non-Lower Plane, non-Mortal Realm individual within the Lower Plane.

What was Myriad Gods doing now?

Yes, that's right, he was undergoing ultimate sublimation and using it to break through to the Immortal Law Realm.

Myriad Gods's aura surged dramatically, climbing peak after peak with unstoppable momentum.

The speed of his ascent was far more intense than when Ji Hao broke through.

Before Myriad Gods, even the bottleneck to becoming an Immortal was as fragile as paper.

He hadn't even exerted himself; he had merely grazed the edge, and when he looked back, he had already crossed that threshold.

Chen De, who had been observing this scene from the side, now felt an incredibly weighty pressure.

This pressure was not directed solely at him, but equally affected all beings within its range.

Suddenly, Chen De felt a soreness in his knees, an urge to kneel down.

This was not a spiritual sensation, but a physical one.

The power of the Evil God Essence allowed him to be immune to the effects of such pressure.

However, the powerful aura emanating from Myriad Gods directly acted upon his body.

But with his own strength, he was still able to resist this oppression, as it wasn't directed solely at him.

As for the system map, the point representing Myriad Gods had lost its original color.

What appeared before Chen De's eyes was only a profound black.

Myriad Gods's accumulation was too profound; among the three peak Mortal Realm cultivators of the Four Profound Heavens, Myriad Gods's foundation was the deepest.

Therefore, he broke through the Immortal threshold very quickly and very steadily.

Chen De watched Myriad Gods unblinkingly; he had now completed his breakthrough.

After breaking through, Myriad Gods deeply felt the incomplete, yet exclusively Immortal power within his body.

He was only one final step away from transforming himself into an undying being.

But unfortunately, he no longer had that opportunity.

The power of endless reincarnation was something even gods couldn't contend with; even a powerhouse like the Earth Emperor, the pioneer of martial arts, would likely be helpless.

It was just that Myriad Gods's strength was far greater than Ji Hao's, so he could endure a little longer than Ji Hao.

Knowing his time was short, Myriad Gods first looked towards the innate origin that Qing Li had erupted from.

At this moment, a hint of regret still flickered in his eyes.

Like Wang Teng, he had strived for millions of years for the goal of becoming an Immortal.

Today, with hope seemingly within reach, he was ultimately... a silent loser.

Myriad Gods didn't dwell on it; after seeing the innate origin, he turned his gaze to Chen De.

At this moment, Chen De showed no fear in the face of danger, staring back at him unblinkingly.

Myriad Gods looked deeply at Chen De, then suddenly revealed a faint smile.

Afterward, his figure gradually dissipated into the air.

Only after Myriad Gods left did Chen De move.

He was fine.

After becoming an Immortal, Myriad Gods had not made a move against him.

He also understood the meaning conveyed by that final look Myriad Gods gave him.

Myriad Gods's ultimate sublimation to break through to the Immortal Realm was not to kill Chen De, but to experience the splendor of an Immortal before his death.

He had fought for this goal for countless years, and today, it finally came to an end.

He didn't kill Chen De; he hoped that the goal he hadn't achieved would be completed by Chen De.

So he spared Chen De, even though Chen De had caused his downfall, and even though he could have easily obliterated Chen De with a single finger to avenge himself.

But for the birth of the first Immortal in the Four Profound Heavens of the Lower Plane, he no longer cared.

The same was true for the East Sea Sword Saint, who was jointly eliminated by Chen De and Myriad Gods.

In the final moments of his life, he did not choose to use a powerful, mutually destructive last-ditch counterattack.

Instead, he used another sword form that was clearly full of flaws and incomplete.

If he had wanted to, he could have definitely dragged either of the other two down with him.

At the very least, he could have ensured their defeat in the final struggle.

But he didn't.

This final strike, he ended it as lightly as if he were practicing his sword as usual.

Whether it was Myriad Gods, the East Sea Sword Saint, or Qing Li, their figures had completely vanished between heaven and earth.

Perhaps only the faint Immortal aura lingering in the air, the wisps of Sword Intent, and that cyan-gold light cluster proved that everything that had happened was not an illusion.

In such a short span of time, too many significant events had occurred.

Chen De stood rooted to the spot, silent for a long time.

For a moment, he felt as if an entire era had passed.

Looking at the cyan-gold light cluster, his heart no longer burned with the same fervor as before.

But as the spoils of this battle, he unhesitatingly claimed what was rightfully his.

His figure moved towards the innate origin, which emitted a soft, pure glow, as if calling to him.

After experiencing the great ups and downs of life, Chen De could clearly feel that his Dao had significantly advanced a level.

An excited heart, trembling hands.

Chen De carefully extended his finger towards the cyan-gold light cluster.

Suddenly, he let out a cold laugh.

His outstretched finger quickly retracted, then in the very next instant, he fiercely grabbed the light cluster.

With lightning speed, he absorbed the innate origin into the system as prompted by the system.

After completing all of this, Chen De finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It had to be said that innate origins truly lived up to their name; from that cluster of origin essence, he even sensed a hint of will.

Chen De didn't know if these wills were remnants from when the innate origin fought and weren't completely eradicated, or if new consciousness had re-emerged in such a short time.

Regardless of which it was, it was not something beneficial to Chen De.

Especially on the origin essence, the methods Wang Teng had used on it, those blood-web veins, had faded to the point of being almost imperceptible.

That trace of consciousness might have been lying dormant.

The moment the blood-web veins disappeared, it would suddenly erupt and become an Immortal.

Then casually eliminate Chen De and leave gracefully, or directly ascend to the Upper Plane.

Moreover, with this wisp of consciousness present, if there was some self-destructing hidden trick inside, he would be in trouble.

So Chen De's choice was to secure it as early as possible, put it into the system, where no matter how great its ability, it couldn't cause any more trouble.

It had to be said, this 'born with knowledge' being was quite cunning.