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Bang bang bang!
As the massive white bone hand swept across, the entirety of the 3000 Daozhou, spanning hundreds of millions of miles, trembled violently. The skies roared with shock as the land quaked beneath the sheer force of its descent.
Mountains collapsed, rivers crumbled, and vast lakes overturned, drying up instantly.
At that moment, all sentient beings across the 3000 states fell into panic and dread. Gazing up at the white bone hand that blotted out the sky, they felt the end had come. Their souls trembled, their hearts froze, and a despair beyond words engulfed them.
Even the mightiest experts in Daozhou were left drenched in cold sweat, overwhelmed by the terror of impending death. And the hand was still hundreds of millions of miles away—this alone reflected its sheer dominance.
The 3000 states, each vast beyond compare, floated as great continents across the cosmos—the remnants of a shattered world from a distant ancient era.
Now they trembled as one.
The white bone hand descended from beyond the stars, high above, aiming directly at one of the states.
Countless cultivators looked on, overwhelmed by the sense of scale—as if they were children gazing up at the starry sky, powerless before the vastness of existence.
Boom!
The hand pressed down lightly.
And yet, the aura of destruction beneath it caused hundreds of millions of miles of land to collapse. Mountains shattered, magma surged, and the heavens quaked.
Countless beings cried out in agony.
Boom!
A final wave swept the region, and with it, the land sank entirely. Blood fog surged, and all living beings within perished. Their cries ceased. The land fell silent.
The great state was no more.
Life was wiped from the earth in an instant.
Where the white bone hand passed, all withered. The sun was obscured. The sky was blotted out. It covered hundreds of millions of miles, swallowing light and life alike.
It destroyed everything—without even needing to act further.
This was the might of a true Immortal King.
"An Lan!"
Shi Hao's voice cracked in anguish as he screamed, his body trembling violently.
But it was futile.
The power contained in his body's drop of blood was nearly exhausted. He could no longer resist.
Yu Tuo held him tightly as they watched the bone hand plunge into the Sin State and seize a single object before vanishing.
Sin State was obliterated. Its final flame extinguished.
An Lan and Yu Tuo departed.
The war between the two worlds came to an end.
Billions of lives had been lost.
The world fell silent.
Shi Hao staggered in the void, alone, his heart weighed by powerlessness.
"I must become stronger. I must become as strong as the owner of this blood."
He clenched his fists tightly, eyes fixed on An Lan, Yu Tuo, and the retreating legions of foreign troops. He made a vow.
As the war ended, countless beings across the heavens and myriad realms finally sighed in relief.
Though the 3000 Daozhou had suffered immense losses, the destruction had not spread to every Dao lineage or annihilated all life.
Even so, the power of An Lan was now truly acknowledged across the cosmos.
Before, many dismissed his strength because Shi Hao had been constantly suppressed. They assumed An Lan's strength was unremarkable.
But now, after witnessing the might of that giant bone hand, they realized the truth—An Lan was indeed a terrifying existence, far beyond the norm, a true Immortal King whose might eclipsed many so-called giants.
In the cosmos, within the Daluo Divine Mountain.
Shen Lian gazed at the scene with narrowed eyes, a faint glint of admiration flickering.
That admiration wasn't for An Lan, but for the drop of blood—the one who had achieved true transcendence.
"He's grasped the Great Freedom Art... Truly a top-tier divine technique."
Even Shen Lian, who possessed ten thousand methods, had to admit that this one stood above the rest.
It transcended time and space, transformed into invincibility, utilized others' power to manifest in the present—it defied the heavens themselves.
"Your Majesty Emperor Lian, Rong Sen is about to break through."
Han Ran, one of the six Quasi Emperors, suddenly spoke.
"Oh?"
Shen Lian raised an eyebrow and looked toward Jiehai.
At the heart of the boundary sea, Rong Sen—who had been trapped at the peak of Dao Venerable for countless years—sat in Lotus Position, unmoved amidst the crashing waves.
His eyes were closed. The laws within him surged, roaring toward the Emperor Realm.
"Finally, he's about to break free and become Emperor."
A smile of satisfaction appeared in Shen Lian's eyes.
Rong Sen had long walked the path of the Dao, his cultivation stretching back into ancient times. Ever since Shen Lian had met him, he had been trapped at the peak of Dao Venerable.
He was one of the oldest and most enduring powerhouses in the universe.
Later, Shen Lian preached the Dao in Jiehai, defeated the Great Emperor of the Cosmic Realm and nine Quasi Emperors, reshaped the laws of the world, and rose to power.
His followers, including Yuan Ye and others, seized the opportunity to attain Dao fruits, break the Dao, and reach the Quasi Emperor Realm one after another.
Only Rong Sen, who had remained to guard the boundary sea, missed the chance to advance.
If Shen Lian hadn't traveled to the Wang Nixian world, obtained the Nine Steps and Heavenly Realm techniques, and infused the Great Dao of a world into Rong Sen...
Then Rong Sen might have remained trapped for countless more years.
But now, that moment had come.
Finally, Rong Sen was breaking through.
Shen Lian would soon have a seventh Quasi Emperor under his command.
This Quasi Emperor was no hollow title like those of the Shrouding the Heavens world.
To illustrate: in the Nine Heavens world shown in the video feed, an Immortal King like An Lan was only equivalent to a Daoist in the great universe.
Even the Supreme Immortal Kings were merely equal to the pinnacle of Dao Venerables.
A Quasi Emperor stood above all of these.
Their strength was on an entirely different level.
If the invaders were the so-called foreign world, and the attacker was from the cosmic realm, then Shen Lian wouldn't even need to act.
Any one of his seven Quasi Emperors could invade the foreign realm, initiate a slaughter, and decimate all Immortal Kings without effort.
"Very well. Today, I shall assist you."
After a moment of thought, Shen Lian flicked his finger.
A beam of divine brilliance pierced through time and space, entering the sea of boundary, and slowly settled into Rong Sen's forehead.
Boom!
Rong Sen's struggling momentum surged instantly. His aura expanded rapidly.
His eyes opened—endless divine radiance erupted, illuminating the Nine Heavens and piercing the river of time.
The once turbulent sea fell silent in an instant.
At that moment, every creature across Jiehai's myriad realms felt the awakening of a divine creator. Breath caught in their throats. The Dao itself paused.
A terrifying, sovereign aura began to emerge from Rong Sen.
He was crossing over.
He was stepping beyond Dao Venerable.
He was becoming a Quasi Emperor.
Under Shen Lian's command, the seventh had risen.
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