Chapter 1310: Ancient Immortal Descends

At this instant, the entire Imperial Capital, the Grand Domain, and even half of Wanggu fell into a relative silence.

Ordinary cultivators of all races, though unable to perceive the scene unfolding in the Human Race's Grand Domain, felt the solemnity and oppression emanating from the heavens and earth. The divine sense of quasi-immortal level powerhouses, vast enough to cover the entire continent, caused the winds and clouds to change color.

This weighed immensely on the minds of all beings.

Moreover, an uncontrollable tremor rose from their very life instincts.

As for the powerhouses, or those who used other special means to perceive what was happening in the Human Race's sky, their minds were now buzzing, and their scalps tingled.

They could sense that the heavens and earth had become viscous at this moment, and that rules and laws were collapsing.

The shock in their hearts was like millions of thunderbolts exploding simultaneously.

It was unbelievable and unimaginable.

"Eleven... Quasi-Immortals!"

"Eleven... Great Emperors!"

"And each one was clearly a supreme powerhouse within the Great Emperor realm!"

"They... all seem to be human!"

The powerhouses among the Myriad Races of Wanggu who perceived this scene all felt a strong sense of unreality.

After all, before this, the strongest among the Myriad Races on the Wanggu continent were the Sovereigns, and the Empress was a deity, not a cultivator.

As for cultivators, it seemed that for tens of thousands of years, there had only been one quasi-immortal level cultivator: the Sword-Wielding Great Emperor.

And he was a cultivator from the Xuanyou era.

It could be said that after the Xuanyou era, there had been no more quasi-immortals!

Yet today, it was already astounding that the Holy Land faction had a quasi-immortal, but these eleven who appeared afterward were mysterious and unfathomable, each an unparalleled genius, shaking Wanggu.

Therefore, even the deities among the powerful races of Wanggu were now extremely solemn.

But what agitated these deities and powerhouses, and even the Empress, even more, were the words spoken by the Great Emperor who appeared last!

In those words were the two characters, "Master"!

These two characters brought a shock to the Empress and others that surpassed everything before.

This made deities from all sides vigilant, and the Empress's pupils contracted.

They instinctively speculated about what kind of being could become the Master of these eleven peerless Great Emperors!

How magnificent and supreme must such a Master be!

Furthermore, the information revealed in their words had other shocking aspects.

"Along the way, their Master was intercepted by multiple Divine Sovereigns!"

This sentence made the deities of all races in Wanggu fall into a daze.

Indeed, the level and title of 'Divine Sovereign,' though unknown in meaning to the cultivators of Wanggu, was knowledge etched into the divine souls of deities.

They knew what a Divine Sovereign was and understood the Divine Sovereign level.

Such beings had reached an inconceivable realm.

In all of Wanggu, even during the era when the Huangtian God Race existed, there was only one such being.

That was the Divine Emperor of the Huangtian God Race!

Now, according to the Great Emperor who arrived last, their Master was actually intercepted by multiple Divine Sovereigns!

All of this forced all sides of Wanggu to fall into silence.

In this silence, the Empress looked at the eleven terrifying Great Emperors before her, her gaze falling on Zhou Zhengli, and with hesitation in her heart, she spoke in a low voice.

"Fellow Daoist, may I ask who your Master is?"

Zhou Zhengli, resembling a young master from an esteemed family, smiled gently upon hearing this.

"Our Master's name, we are not at liberty to disclose beforehand, but when he arrives shortly, you should recognize him."

These words startled the Empress. All her memories quickly surfaced in her mind, but no matter how she recalled, she could not find anyone who matched.

She was about to continue her inquiry.

However, Zhou Zhengli frowned, looked up at the distance, and spoke calmly.

"Qianjun Biyi!"

As these four words were uttered, the two immortal swords that Qianjun Biyi had transformed into completely ignored him and continued to dance around.

Wherever they passed, immortal light shone and sword qi shook heaven and earth. Meanwhile, inside the sword bodies, the two brothers were muttering to each other.

"Brother, the people here are so weak."

"It's not that they're weak; it's that we're too strong, hahahaha."

"Hahahaha, you're right, you're right, but brother, the abnormal energy here is incredibly dense. Is that 'Upper Desolation' above us?"

"Don't look at it, we can't afford to provoke that! Huh, the eyeballs are calling us. Brother, should we respond?"

"Respond to what?"

Seeing that the two swords were still circling and ignoring his words, Zhou Zhengli smiled, took out a memory jade slip, and spoke softly.

"On the way back, I suggested to Master that he grant me the authority to record your actions. Since you two insist, I will just record it."

As he spoke, the jade slip had just been activated. The next instant, the immortal swords formed by Qianjun Biyi flashed and instantly appeared in front of Zhou Zhengli.

A sense of exasperation was very clear within them.

Zhou Zhengli's expression was normal, still gentle, and his voice was like a spring breeze.

"I command you two to patrol the western and eastern regions of Wanggu and slay all Holy Land quasi-immortals!"

"Wang Peng, Xue Yun, I command you two to patrol the northern and southern regions of Wanggu. The order is the same!"

Wang Peng, standing by, grinned, while Daoist Xue Yun licked his lips, immediately accepting the order. Their bodies flashed, directly stirring up heavenly and earthly storms, one heading north, the other south, vanishing in an instant.

Qianjun Biyi felt aggrieved internally; they feared Xu Qing the most. At this moment, having no choice, they could only vent their frustration and head off in different directions.

The four moved like lightning. Wherever they passed, the heavens and earth roared, the void twisted, as they sped towards the incredibly fragile Holy Land quasi-immortals in their eyes.

This scene caused the Human Race below, amidst their tense emotions, to feel a surge of excitement.

Although they did not know the origins of these people, nor were they certain of their Master's identity, at least judging by the actions of these unparalleled geniuses, they did not seem to be enemies!

And Zhou Zhengli, at this moment, with a smile, was about to continue giving orders.

But just then, a sudden change occurred!

From the sky came a heaven-shaking cold snort!

That sound surpassed thunder, shaking all of Wanggu.

All beings trembled wildly in their hearts, and one after another, they tremblingly looked up towards the sky.

Zhou Zhengli and the others, their expressions instantly turning solemn, also looked up.

The source of the cold snort was precisely... beyond the sky curtain!

At the end of the firmament, the void seemed to solidify, and a chilling silence was spreading into nothingness.

Amidst this deathly silence, a majestic power, as if capable of crushing all heavens and myriad realms, descended with a roar like an erupting peerless volcano!

That Ancient Immortal who existed beyond Wanggu... he chose to descend!

At first, it was just an extremely blurry outline, yet it seemed to bear the weight of the entire starry sky, causing the entire void to instantly become like a lake into which a huge rock had been thrown, twisting and shattering wildly.

And as every trace of the Ancient Immortal's figure appeared, the surrounding rules were completely torn apart.

Horrifying black fissures, like the gaping mouths of ferocious beasts, continuously spread and tore outwards, emitting shrill, hair-raising screeches.

Furthermore, as he walked step by step, all regions of Wanggu violently churned.

Fierce winds, like arbiters of doomsday, howled and swept over everything. Their strength was such that they actually shaved off half of towering mountains, and the collapsing boulders, before they even hit the ground, were pulverized into fine dust by the gale, scattering across the heavens and earth that seemed on the verge of being torn apart.

As for rivers, lakes, and seas, they were even more fragile.

They seemed to be violently stirred by an invisible giant hand, raising ten-thousand-foot waves which furiously crashed against the shores, instantly destroying everything along the banks. The surging waters seemed poised to submerge the entire continent.

The momentum was world-shaking!

The arrival of the Ancient Immortal seemed to toll a funeral bell for all beings in Wanggu.

At this moment, Wanggu trembled, the Myriad Races were suppressed, and all beings quaked in terror!

The hope brought by the previous arrival of the eleven Great Emperors was, at this instant, instantly crushed!