31: The Celestial Venerable of Immortality has made his move!

The Universe is wailing, and the Ten Thousand Daos are mourning.

Fifteen dark pillars of light piercing through the heavens and earth, like fifteen nails driven through the coffin of the Universe, announce the end of an era.

The Big Dipper Star Field, this ancient land that once birthed countless myths, has at this moment welcomed its most desperate and darkest hour.

The sky is swallowed by endless darkness, with only blood-colored lightning flashing like hideous Dragons and snakes through the heavy tribulation clouds, reflecting the pale and helpless faces of billions of living beings below.

It is a fear originating from the very Origin of life, the trembling of ants looking up at a natural disaster.

Whether you are a Mortal tilling the fields, a Cultivator just beginning your journey, or a Holy Lord or Great Power presiding over a region, at this moment, everyone feels that terrifying pressure enough to freeze and crush the Soul.

Doomsday has arrived.

"Heavens... what is that? Is it a god or demon destroying the world?"

"Forbidden Zones... all the Life Forbidden Zones are rioting! I feel the aura of the Primordial Beginning Ancient Mine, and the Immortal Tomb... the black waters of the Sea of Reincarnation are flooding the galaxy!"

"Dark Turmoil! It's the most terrifying Dark Turmoil recorded in ancient texts since time immemorial! All the Supremes have emerged! We... are all going to die..."

Desperate cries and wails ring out in every corner of the Big Dipper.

Countless Mortals kneel on the ground, kowtowing to those fifteen demon-god-like figures, praying for illusory mercy.

The Cultivators, however, feel the terror of that power even more clearly; their Dao Hearts are cracking inch by inch, and the convictions of a lifetime of cultivation seem so laughable and fragile in the face of absolute power.

Above the ancient ancestral land of the Ancient Desolate Ji Family, the Void Mirror is wailing violently.

This Imperial Weapon, which once followed Great Emperor Void through a lifetime of battles and drank the blood of more than one Supreme, is now vibrating frantically, shedding billions of strands of spatial divine Laws, doing its utmost to protect the Ji Family Bloodline.

However, even with the Imperial Weapon's spirit fully revived, it is like a small boat in a raging sea before the dark torrent formed by those fifteen Supremes, liable to capsize at any moment.

In the Jiang Family, the spirit of the hengyu furnace has completely awakened, its crimson divine fire illuminating half of the Big Dipper as if to reignite this dark sky.

However, the moment that scorching Imperial pressure touches the overwhelming darkness, it is suppressed and forced into a steady retreat.

All the foundations of the Human Race appear so pale and powerless at this moment.

Fifteen Supremes! This is a number enough to make any era despair! Throughout ancient history, there has never been a Dark Turmoil of such scale.

This is no longer a bloodbath launched to replenish Lifespan; it is an ultimate gamble for "Immortality" ignited by greed! They intend to use the living beings of the entire Universe as sacrifices to pave their own path to immortality!

Inside the Chat Group, the atmosphere has long since frozen to the breaking point.

[Xiao Yan]: "Fifteen... fifteen monsters of that Rank just now?! Are you kidding me! How can we even fight this?!"

[Luo Feng]: "The data models have completely collapsed... According to the combat assessment just now, any single Supreme possesses the energy to easily destroy our entire Milky Way galaxy. Fifteen of them... this power gathered together is enough to strike a Universe back into Chaos. The Group Master and the Ruthless Great Emperor... they..."

[Ye Fan]: "Don't panic! Everyone, don't panic! That's Great Emperor Wushi! It's the Ruthless Great Emperor! They are invincible! There must... there must be a way!"

Ye Fan's voice is trembling. Although he is encouraging everyone, the arm holding Little Nannan is bulging with veins from the strain. He stares intently at the live broadcast screen, his heart pounding wildly, fearing that in the next second, he will see those two towering figures swallowed by the darkness.

[Hengyu]: "...Damn it! Damn it! These rats who fear death actually dare to come out in full force! They intend to completely destroy this Universe!"

Deep within the Sun Star, Great Emperor Jiang Hengyu smashes a fist into the Void Realm before him, causing the entire Sun Star to tremble.

His eyes are bloodshot. As a Great Emperor of the Human Race, watching his descendants face an apocalyptic disaster while he is far away in another timeline, powerless to help—this pain and rage almost ignite his Imperial Heart... At the edge of the Universe, in an independent dimension wrapped in Chaos Qi.

The figure of the Undying Heavenly Emperor stumbles out of the Void Realm in a sorry state. Half of his Phoenix wings were shattered by the aftershocks of the wushi bell, his golden Imperial blood splattered across the Void Realm, and his aura is withered to the extreme.

But he cannot spare a moment for healing; his sinister eyes stare fixedly toward the Big Dipper. When he sees the fifteen Supreme figures emerging together, even with his million-year Heart-Nature, he cannot help but gasp.

"Mad... they've all gone mad..." he mutters to himself, yet his eyes flash with a morbid excitement and lingering fear.

But in the next moment, when his gaze pierces through time and space to clearly see Ruthless's bronze mask—which seems both crying and smiling—and feels that "Immortal" aura that has completely transcended beyond Emperors and Sovereigns, the feathers all over his body stand on end!

"Mortal World Immortal... She... she actually achieved the status of a Mortal World Immortal?!"

The Undying Heavenly Emperor's mind shakes violently. A fear even stronger than when he was heavily injured by Great Emperor Wushi surges from the depths of his Soul.

The Ruthless Great Emperor!

This name, to him, is a taboo.

He attained the Dao in the Primordial Era, considering himself a god, looking down upon all ages, and plotting for a million years; even the Emperor Venerable was once his pawn.

He has witnessed the rise and fall of countless Great Emperors, yet when facing this female emperor who rose at the end of the Desolate Ancient era, he chose the most complete silence.

Because from that woman, he smelled an aura that was completely different from his own, yet equally obsessive and equally mad.

He follows the path of Nirvana and Longevity, devouring the essence and blood of Emperors in their later years, using the faith of all living beings as fuel, accumulating step by step, attempting to become an immortal in the Mortal World.

But that woman took an even more domineering, more tragic, and more incomprehensible path—nine transformations of rebirth, just to wait for someone's return in the Mortal World.

He originally thought this path was simply impossible and that Ruthless had long since failed on the path to immortality, turning into a handful of yellow earth.

He never expected that she would not only succeed but truly, vividly descend in the posture of an "Immortal"!

"Fortunately... fortunately, this Emperor was cautious enough..." The Undying Heavenly Emperor feels a wave of lingering fear. He is glad he didn't jump out during the era when Ruthless became an Emperor; otherwise, his million-year schemes would likely have turned into bubbles.

"However, this is also fine..." His gaze becomes cold and greedy again. "Fifteen fools will go and exhaust their strength; this Emperor can just sit back and reap the spoils.

Wushi... Ruthless... the secrets on you will all belong to this Emperor! When my Nirvana is complete and I step into the Immortal Realm, your Imperial bodies and Immortal bones will be the best decorations on this Emperor's throne!"

He hides even deeper, like the most venomous snake, waiting for the opportunity for a final strike.

At the same time, in other Forbidden Zones of the Universe, such as Heaven Above and Heaven Burying Island, several existences ancient to the extreme still have not emerged.

They also feel that Immortal pressure, but they are more cautious than those already-crazed Supremes.

A Wushi with Heaven-Defying combat power was already enough to make them wary, and now there is a true Mortal World Immortal, plus the Undying Heavenly Emperor lurking in the shadows with unknown depth... These waters are too deep.

They choose to continue watching, waiting for a clearer opportunity... Above the ruins of the Undying Mountain, facing the fifteen Supreme auras enough to make all ages collapse, Great Emperor Wushi and the Ruthless Great Emperor stand side by side, their expressions unchanged.

Of those two figures, one is in snow-white clothes with black hair dancing wildly, domineering and peerless; the other is in white clothes with bare feet, surrounded by immortal radiance, elegant and magnificent.

They are like two eternal lighthouses in the dark, raging sea; let the wind and waves be overwhelming, they remain as steady as a mountain.

"Brother, they are very noisy," the Ruthless Great Emperor said softly, her voice cold and clear, yet carrying a hint of displeasure at these ants for disturbing her reunion with her brother.

"Just a bunch of pathetic worms who can't wait to come and die," Great Emperor Wushi smiled, a smile full of disdain and contempt. "Fine, it saves me the trouble of finding them one by one. Today, right here, I shall hold a grand funeral for these remnants of the old era."

"Kill!"

Longevity Heavenly Venerate is the first to strike. With a flick of his longevity sword, a gray Sword Qi slices through eternity, containing the death Law that strips away all vitality, pointing directly at Great Emperor Wushi's brow.

"Join forces! Kill Wushi first!"