Chapter 1298: Sending Off

A touch of morning glow dispelled the darkness, making the world bright, fresh, and peaceful. Yet, the powerhouses from the forbidden zone felt a bone-chilling coldness, chilling them to the core.

In the static, fragmented world, the dull, cracked exquisite stone, with only faint glimmers of light escaping its fissures, slowly moved away. It was the sole object in motion.

Number Nine and the others were silent, their bodies trembling slightly, hot tears already streaming down their faces. How many ages had passed? Generation after generation of unparalleled beings had emerged, showcasing their heaven-defying talent and brilliance, yet his name was no longer spoken of in the world.

No one knew what he had done, what he had sacrificed, or how he had embarked on his journey. He traveled alone in silence and solitude; once, the entire world called out to him, but they never received his response again.

As the years passed and eras changed, his name and all traces of him finally vanished from the world.

Today, however, here, his voice was finally heard once more, echoing softly in this silent world.

How could Number Nine and the others not be moved to tears?

Though it was no longer his voice speaking, but merely an echoing imprint of the past, it was still irresistible, just as it had been in earlier times, sweeping all before it.

A single person's voice could traverse multiple epochs, crushing those rotten, ominous, and utterly terrifying creatures, sending shivers down the spines of the powerhouses from the forbidden zones.

They began to contemplate retreat, but a voice resonated behind them.

“What is gone is gone forever; it cannot reappear. That was a special exquisite stone, which contained that person's aura and voice. Now that it has been released, there is nothing left. To resonate again, who knows how many years it would take.”

Someone reassured them, telling all the powerhouses not to be afraid, that there was no need to worry.

Furthermore, some of the forbidden zone beings present suddenly convulsed, as an unknown substance was injected into their bodies, causing their cultivation to rapidly ascend.

Some individuals' power increased considerably!

“The exquisite stone must be his last relic, and its final trace has now dissipated. Today, we can completely erase everything, leaving not a single trace!”

A voice echoed from the shadows; it was the very being who had previously instigated the half-rotted face.

Now, he was boosting morale, urging the top powerhouses from the forbidden zone to continue their assault and uncover the final secrets of this place.

Number Nine and the others watched as the dull stone receded, disappearing into the deepest reaches of the static world.

They likely knew how the exquisite stone was formed: countless ages ago, a common stone gained sentience, eventually becoming the remains left behind by a paramount powerhouse.

Otherwise, what kind of stone could possibly engrave the traces of the Great Dao?

That dull stone also possessed an extraordinary origin; otherwise, it would not have been able to enter this static world.

Number Nine and the others watched it recede until it vanished from sight.

Then, they turned around, refocusing on the group of enemies. Even formidable individuals like Number Nine and hot-tempered ones like Number Two, despite their own immense power, had never dared to underestimate the world.

Because they knew times had changed; this Yang Realm was no longer the old place it once was. Some paths connected to unknown calamitous lands, and the emergence of unpredictable creatures was, therefore, understandable.

“Alright, that person's traces have vanished. First Mountain is no longer formidable. Let's all act together, using overwhelming methods to erase all traces here and open that fragmented world!”

Someone said coldly, their soul light surging, silver-white flames erupting from their forehead, their power growing abnormally.

This was highly unsettling; these beings seemed capable of communicating with the forbidden zones, summoning ancestral power, and even soul light, which was utterly terrifying.

Not only that, but others held special artifacts: mutated crystal formations from magnetic marrow, permeated with primordial chaos energy, considered among the best materials for establishing domains.

“Heh, I didn't expect you'd still dare to make a move; you won't shed tears until you see the coffin.” Number Six remarked.

Number Nine said chillingly: “I hadn't intended to be overly formal; must we perform a blood sacrifice here? But you truly aren't worthy; are you forcing the issue?”

“Don't speak too boastfully. This world contains existences you cannot comprehend, beings you must look up to and revere. You can hardly imagine what lies behind the forbidden zones. Even if that legend reappears and that individual returns, it might not be enough. Eras are changing, time is shifting, much has been altered, and some glories are destined to dim and fade away forever.”

At this moment, a rift appeared beside the Four Tribulation Sparrow, then evolving into a portal of light. A fragmented soul descended, its aura so terrifying that it caused the heavens and earth to collapse and the void to completely fracture.

Then, with a flash, it entered the Four Tribulation Sparrow's body.

In an instant, the Four Tribulation Sparrow seemed to crush the heavens and earth. The four layers of divine rings surrounding its body fully materialized, clanging. This race, famed for enduring four great cataclysms and spanning four epochs, now revealed an utterly terrifying aspect of its power.

This was the remnant soul of an even older Four Tribulation Sparrow, summoned to possess the Four Tribulation Sparrow who was already powerful but appeared to be in its prime.

It had previously lent its power to the Four Tribulation Sparrow!

“Everyone, hold nothing back!” it declared, its voice tearing through the sky, rumbling loudly, and shaking First Mountain.

Concurrently, it brought forth a collection of glowing artifacts—specifically, the mutated crystal formations from magnetic marrow, reputed to be as hard as mother gold and naturally imbued with special patterns that could augment domains.

These were pre-carved mutated magnetic marrow crystals, imbued with primordial chaos energy. They were launched and arranged into special patterns, sinking into the ground beneath First Mountain.

The Four Tribulation Sparrow moved with incredible speed, completing the setup in an instant.

“It is done. The Nine-Twisting Empty River, Myriad Immortal Slaying Domain has been laid. Everyone, let us attack together!”

Its voice was low, yet it made Number Nine and the others' expressions turn solemn.

Although the Four Tribulation Sparrow possessed the Four Swords of Heaven-Opening, with its signature move being a single sword strike that slayed ten thousand immortals, the current Four Tribulation Sparrow was fundamentally incapable of achieving this. Now, leveraging the domain's amplification, it sought to unleash the true might of that unparalleled sword strike!

The Four Swords of Heaven-Opening, the ultimate trump card accumulated by a race spanning four epochs, possessed unfathomable power. The crucial factor was that the wielder had to be strong enough to withstand the backlash to unleash it!

“My Chaotic Abyss shall also toll a death knell for First Mountain, hehe…”

The powerhouse from the Chaotic Abyss, clad in golden armor, stood in a dark area, yet he himself radiated brilliance. What he conjured was not a real grand bell.

Instead, it was a collection of magnetic marrow banners, which eventually arranged themselves into a death knell pattern, sinking into the ground. This instantly transformed the landscape, reshaping the terrain of First Mountain.

In an instant, the earth trembled, the death knell tolled, and the booming sound was truly awe-inspiring, as if one heard the summons for myriad souls to descend to the underworld after hell had opened.

The beings from the forbidden zones all brought mutated magnetic crystals, deploying the ultimate killing domains mastered by their respective clans, coordinated with their own attacks. One can only imagine the gravity of the situation.

“My Annihilation Ridge shall also present a melody here. Today, we will bury First Mountain, obliterating all traces. Whatever glory, whatever legendary figure, let what is destined to fade, vanish!”

A flute melody began, terrifying and incredibly chilling. At first, the rhythm was slow, but towards the end, it made one's soul light tremble, being drawn out and desiring to depart the body.

The melody played by the being from Annihilation Ridge, this forbidden zone, was one of history's most powerful mystical arts, ranking among the top three: the Chaotic Myriad Souls Tribulation Melody.

Not long ago, when it appeared, it had played a prelude.

Now, in cooperation with the Four Tribulation Sparrow and the powerhouses from Chaotic Abyss, it perfectly synchronized with the domain and officially began to play. In an instant, the heavens and earth seemed on the verge of collapsing!

This was truly terrifying. The power of the Chaotic Myriad Souls Tribulation Melody was not only reflected in its direct combat prowess but also in its ability to influence "the greater trend."

According to ancient records, once this melody began, whichever side it favored would have over a ninety percent chance of victory. This was profoundly unsettling, yet undeniably true.

Throughout battles since ancient times, in those glorious life-and-death struggles, its efficacy was undeniable; the data had been rigorously compiled.

“This isn't enough; I'll add my contribution!” Another being declared.

At this very moment, a remnant soul emerged and fused with the physical body of a forbidden zone being. Instantly, vital energy surged, and its power dramatically increased.

This was a being from the Star Feather Heaven forbidden zone. A remnant soul of one of its ancestors was also summoned to assist it in unleashing the strongest secret technique.

With a thunderous rumble, a rift opened behind it, instantly revealing countless stars across the sky. Many massive celestial bodies rotated, pressing forward with immense pressure.

Black holes also emerged, approaching the interior of First Mountain.

“By borrowing the destroyed ancient cosmic star sea, I shall fill that static world! Let's see if it can absorb all of it!” the powerhouse from Star Feather Heaven bellowed.

At this moment, the scene was utterly terrifying. The powerhouse from Star Feather Heaven was effectively the first to launch a substantive assault. The vast rift behind it was boundless, with endless colossal stars rotating and black holes descending.

Ultimately, an entire section of the starry sky cascaded down, intending to fill that static world.

This was truly shocking and unprecedented; was it an illusion or reality?!

“Today, we send First Mountain to its demise!” they roared.