This continent seemed like an exquisitely carved sculpture. It was imbued with the primordial, chaotic sand-sculpture style of the universe. Figures, animals, mountains, rivers, planets, galaxies, suns... everything seemed to narrate the entire history of the universe. It was a perfect artificial continent, a stone tablet embedded with cosmic history, recording all things ancient and modern.
"It, it's surfacing!" countless members of the clan exclaimed in surprise.
This universe was minuscule compared to the nine true one-sided universes, but that was from a cosmic perspective. To them, these light-year giants, it appeared immeasurably vast. Its size was comparable to a tenth of a cosmic continent.
"The Realm of Immortality, this is the Realm of Immortality..." They were astonished.
Emperor Tuxin had originally considered the Palace of Immortality his greatest adversary. Its power was terrifying, its foundations immeasurable, and its might no less than his own. How could they not be excited upon seeing its true, ancient, and mysterious face?
This was a perfectly spherical cosmic vessel! The Immortal Ship had traversed from the prehistoric age of immortality, over ten billion years ago, to the distant present day.
"Faintly visible on its spherical surface are nine docking grooves. They must be directly beneath the nine great universes, connecting with them... By piercing through all cosmic saints, one can achieve the realm of a Ten-Yuan Saint!"
"The universe has a maximum of Nine-Yuan Saints. The Ten-Yuan Saint realm is unique to the Realm of Immortality. Other Saints must receive permission from the Realm of Immortality to break through. Thus, with a single realm's difference, no one could overthrow him!"
"But now, it's his turn to be a realm short. How can he resist?" Anni began to make deductions, observing in secret.
"Wait, what's that?" Some colossal light-year clan members, peering through the tenth cosmic membrane, vaguely saw stars and suns within, forming a transcendent universe of their own today. However, this was not what frightened them most. What terrified them most was the incredible sight.
Ancient clay statues, like terracotta warriors, stood in neat rows. Countless warrior figures were on every planet. And each planet seemed to have a designation, with a number inscribed, as if cataloged like a cosmic library.
"What in the world is it?""I don't know.""Statues? Dead people?""But their expressions are incredibly realistic, their poses varied, lifelike, exuding a grandeur rarely seen throughout history!"
All the light-year giants of the universe felt a profound terror, an unprecedented dread, as if facing an endless abyss. It was a bone-chilling cold.
"It's surfacing!" Anni looked up, watching the continuously rising Realm of Immortality about to breach the surface of the sea and gradually move away from them.
*Boom!* The nine universes trembled, as if struck by a massive earthquake. Planets within the cosmos were shattering, and the surface of the great continents quaked.
"This feeling is..." Zhiji's pupils suddenly constricted. He knew clearly that this unique tremor was caused by the Realm of Immortality detaching from the grooves of the nine great universes. Not only Zhiji, but other Immortal Saints also exchanged glances, revealing fear, shock, and a bitter sense of betrayal.
Before this, they had earnestly begged the master of the Realm of Immortality to act, to slay Tuxin and emerge from the depths. Yet, he had refused, stating he would never appear, remain untouched by karma, and maintain neutrality. Now, it was likely Tuxin who had requested his assistance, and he was surprisingly willing to intervene and turn against them? They were well aware that his emergence meant taking an opposing stance. The master of the Palace of Immortality was going to join forces with Tuxin to slay the Emperor! The Emperor had already become a threat to the Realm of Immortality, so its master had no choice but to emerge.
"This...?" They could never have imagined standing on opposite sides, that they would become enemies.
*Whoosh.*
"Immortal and everlasting... Immortal and everlasting..." An ancient, resonant chime of immortality echoed, faintly emanating from the depths of the sea, spreading across the entire cosmic continent, as if countless ancient beings were roaring.
A shadow gradually emerged on the sea surface below, expanding rapidly. In a blink, it covered everything, the enormous shadow obscuring all visible ocean.
"The Realm of Immortality..." Countless Saints looked down, faintly sensing this, and at this moment, calling it an earth-shattering event was no exaggeration.
"The ancient Buddhist and Taoist prophecy, the words left in the ruins of 'The Immortal Abode of Divine Beings, a Taoist Dwelling Coeval with Heaven,' have indeed come true." Some ordinary Saints were filled with dread at the sight, murmuring the ancient words: "But when the stars align, and the old gods awaken, the continent of R'lyeh shall surface, and Ragnarok shall descend!" They were utterly shocked, feeling that the prophecy had indeed come true.
"'The stars aligning' isn't that the Mother River Civilization's 'Stars All Over the Sky' project? 'When the stars align, and the old gods awaken' perfectly describes this moment!"
"And that ancient prehistoric sculptural style clearly hinted at this continent; this ancient Tenth Universe is, surprisingly, a colossal man-made sculpture." They discussed amongst themselves.
Qiu Mingshan Cheshu: "???" He stared blankly at the Saints' conversation.
*I just made it up at the time, even blending Chinese and Western elements. How could it possibly match so perfectly? It actually perfectly aligns with the old prophecy?*
Qiu Mingshan Cheshu had always considered himself resourceful, never believing in blind guesses or coincidences. Everything he deduced was based on solid reasoning. But this coincidence before him utterly stunned him, a materialist who disbelieved in metaphysics.
He only heard the beings around him continue discussing: "'The Immortal Abode of Divine Beings, a Taoist Dwelling Coeval with Heaven!' Could the master of that dwelling truly be the Emperor from prehistoric times?"
"Uncertain.""But it should be related. This phrase truly describes the legendary... Eleventh Tier!""It's a perfect match."
Listening to the surrounding conversation, Qiu Mingshan Cheshu wore a bewildered and dumbfounded expression, feeling: *This can happen too?*
While they engaged in their inexplicable and astonished discussions, the ancient Tenth Cosmic Continent had fully surfaced, and a shocking scene was unfolding. In the center of the continent, on murals intricately carved with countless designs, stood an ancient being, holding a scepter and seated upon a throne. His skin was covered in silver wrinkles; he was ancient and hunched, his expression devoid of joy or sorrow. "Eleventh Tier..."
*Crack.*
In an instant, the continent fully emerged. It forcefully lifted all beings, whose feet now stood upon this unique land. Under the astonished gaze of all Immortal Saints, the inexplicable ancient chant abruptly ceased.
*Crack!*
"In your words, the fifth battle has begun," the old man said, standing on the newly surfaced land, water droplets from the chaotic sea gently sliding off his body. He looked up at the sky, "At this moment, the universe is about to face Ragnarok."
With that, the heavens and earth abruptly changed color.
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