Chapter 1551: The Eternal Heavens Are Just a Dream

Daoist Nine had entered earlier. Now, even the short elder, who had reawakened from a famous mountain, was startled and risked his own life to venture deep into the Reincarnation Path. How could this not make people wonder?

A great commotion erupted!

Afterward, a chill ran down people's spines. They had a premonition that a major storm was brewing today, and it concerned that particular individual—certainly no small matter!

"That individual's backyard..." Just a few words, yet enough to shake the eternal heavens!

With a whoosh, the short elder, originator of the Time Scripture, vanished, entering the depths of the Reincarnation Path!

If it were anyone else, they would be fleeing for their lives. Who would dare to test the waters and rashly enter reincarnation?

But for a being like the short elder, it was absolutely no problem. His physical body could traverse perilous lands; he dared to go alone to the land of rebirth.

Some Fallen True Immortals speculated that, by the standards of their realm, the short elder was likely a quasi-Fallen Immortal King-level being!

Perhaps the "quasi" could even be removed; he might be a true Fallen Immortal King-level entity!

This was quite astonishing. Evolutionaries of this rank possessed immense power, with few equals in the world.

"Are the nine coffins filled with people from that era, unparalleled throughout history, who once commanded great influence and were the supreme heroic spirits who fought alongside that individual throughout ancient history?"

Daoist Nine's body trembled; even someone as powerful as him found it difficult to stand steady. He could only confirm one occupant: the vermilion coffin held that individual's own child!

He walked on, entering a blurry expanse, the deepest part of the Reincarnation Path. He was exploring, performing a solemn ceremony, his heart filled with emotion.

Everyone else watched intently, but they couldn't see clearly and didn't dare to approach. After all, it was the land of reincarnation, holding too many secrets.

Could that individual truly have been there, residing in this place? Is he still there now?

Outside, on the Two-Worlds Battlefield, the two Immortals of the Yuan Clan wore extremely cold expressions. Having just been reprimanded by Daoist Nine, their eyes now held endless murderous intent.

Although they had heard rumors about the Soul River Battle, they hadn't witnessed it themselves and thus hadn't fully grasped the truth.

Consequently, their reverence for Daoist Nine was only superficial; inwardly, they hadn't reached a state of extreme fear and had no idea of his true depth.

Furthermore, their current stance was entirely different. They no longer placed hope in the Yang Realm, nor even in the myriad heavens, having pledged allegiance to the Outer Worlds many years ago!

Especially now that Daoist Nine had entered the depths of reincarnation to investigate the mystery of that individual's life and death, the two of them cast cold glances, once again locking onto Chu Feng.

The two Immortals of the Yuan Clan had a feeling that there was something profoundly significant about this young man. If they didn't eliminate him soon, they might not be able to kill him in the future.

Moreover, they had a terrifying intuition that this young man, surnamed Chu, would become a great disaster in the future, bringing catastrophic doom upon the Yuan Clan.

Upon realizing this, the rotten Grand Universe-level Yuan Clan expert, who had achieved enlightenment in recent antiquity, couldn't help but prepare to act again!

He wanted to kill Chu Feng immediately. Regardless of whether he was a crisis or a potentially boundless harbinger of disaster, eliminating him now would put an end to everything, removing any future worries.

Therefore, this Grand Universe-level being, who had once caused the death of Yao Yao's ancestor and left Heavenly Venerate Yushang's life sorrowful and without support, was willing to offend First Mountain to make his move!

Meanwhile, the other of the Yuan Clan's two Immortals, an ultimate being so ancient that his age was unrecordable, immediately cooperated, secretly preparing to hold back the yellow-toothed elder beside Yao Yao.

Suddenly, the two Immortals of the Yuan Clan launched their assault, striking like thunder, intending to kill Chu Feng.

The yellow-toothed elder and Yao Yao both instantly became alert and swiftly moved to block. The yellow-toothed elder, possessing True Immortal-level combat power, clashed with the old ultimate being of the Yuan Clan in an instant.

A brilliant light erupted between them, as if heaven and earth were being created. Two great suns rose, melting the void and reducing all things to nothingness. Their exchange was terrifying; order shattered, like firewood burning away.

Primordial energy permeated the air, and an aura of cosmic annihilation enveloped the scene, astounding all above and below.

Meanwhile, the other of the Yuan Clan's two Immortals, the Grand Universe being, had already raised his hand, reaching into the Reincarnation Path to remotely seize Chu Feng.

At his level, truly wanting to kill beings below the ultimate realm was incredibly easy. Even if constant-level Grand Powers arrived, he could annihilate them with a single hand.

As for grand-level beings, he could kill them with a single finger!

In terms of cultivation realm, Chu Feng wasn't even a true Grand Power yet, still a step away from fully entering that stage. Therefore, if this person were to strike him, his body and spirit would instantly turn to dust, leaving not even a trace of blood or flesh.

"How dare you!" some people shouted, but it was too late to intervene.

When a being with True Immortal power strikes, the speed is simply too fast. How many could block it? How many could even see it clearly?

Many people could only rely on intuition. In a flash, the world was permeated by order, and a massive hand tore open the Reincarnation Path, aiming to kill Chu Feng.

"Li Dahai, you're truly a scoundrel!" Old Gu's eyes nearly popped out. Although he couldn't see clearly, he knew Chu Feng was doomed, and once again, Li wasn't nearby.

Everyone understood that with a True Immortal being making a move, Chu Feng was certain to die; it was utterly impossible to block.

And this rotten Grand Universe-level being of the Yuan Clan certainly possessed such combat power. He was one of the few who had achieved enlightenment in the Yang Realm since recent antiquity, perhaps even the only one.

At least, on the surface, this was the case!

Therefore, this rotten Grand Universe expert of the Yuan Clan had always been unyielding in his word. His talent was exceptionally high, and his strength immense, daring to command evolutionaries of all clans since recent antiquity.

Chu Feng's body flew up, remotely pulled from the Reincarnation Path, soaring directly towards that terrifying black hand!

The hand looked rough, but every single line on it was a rule, a Dao pattern. Thus, capturing beings below the ultimate realm was incredibly effortless.

Around the large hand, space collapsed, time became unstable, and fragments of time swirled, creating an extremely terrifying scene.

The rumors were indeed true: the Yuan Clan also possessed incomplete temporal profound arts!

All of this happened in a flash, too quickly for people to react.

To everyone's surprise, as Chu Feng was pulled into the air and restrained, he showed no panic at all. Instead, he gripped his glistening long saber with both hands and swung it towards the massive hand!

Was he mad? What good would that do?!

A quasi-Grand Power, no matter how strong his combat power was, even if he rivaled a Grand Primordial-level being, how could he possibly contend with a True Immortal-level evolutionary?!

Chu Feng's hair flew, his eyes were cold and unmoved by the outside world. His gaze was fixed solely on that large hand, and in his heart, there was only the intent of the saber, surging forward, steadfastly swinging his blade!

In an instant, it was as if the Milky Way had fallen, or a sea of stars had exploded, a vast expanse of dazzling white. Ten thousand layers of saber light, carrying boundless mysterious symbols, seemed to sever the cosmos, unparalleled in its might.

At the same time, Yao Yao also moved, attacking the Grand Universe-level being from behind. With brilliant immortal light, she thrust a sword, aiming directly for the Yuan Clan expert's heart.

The formidable Yuan Clan figure, who had achieved enlightenment in recent antiquity, remained cold and unmoved, his face devoid of emotion. His palm fell, intending to swat Chu Feng to death. What saber light, what profound arts — none of it mattered in his eyes, for the gap in their realms was far too vast.

In his celestial eyes, this was merely a moth trying to shake a dragon, an overestimation of oneself. Anyone who attacked him was destined to be smashed to pieces!

However, the next moment, his cold expression froze. His entire body solidified, fixed in mid-air, completely still. Even the hand reaching for Chu Feng had all its runes vanish, becoming dim and lifeless.

"Do you truly take my words lightly, daring to personally intervene and kill a named disciple of First Mountain?!"

This was Daoist Nine's voice, emanating from the deepest part of the Reincarnation Path. Even though his true body had entered, he hadn't forgotten what was happening outside and was still paying attention.

The Yuan Clan's Grand Universe being, practically the strongest voice in recent antiquity, was now terrified. He found himself utterly unable to move, frozen in mid-air by someone.

For the first time, he realized that the waters of the Yang Realm ran incredibly deep. How could there be power far surpassing the True Immortal level among the living monsters?!

At this moment, Chu Feng's saber arrived. He had remained remarkably calm and composed, unfazed by the situation, striking with his gleaming long saber where it was aimed.

And that massive hand actually... fell off!

Blood splattered, the true blood of a Grand Universe-level being. A terrifying aura instantly permeated the air, causing many evolutionaries to falter, nearly collapsing to the ground. The pressure from the blood was immense.

Everyone was stunned, unable to believe their eyes. What had they witnessed? A young man severing the hand of a Grand Universe being?

The hand was severed at the wrist, immortal blood gushing forth.

This was utterly surreal. Normally, even if a rotten Grand Universe being stood there, allowing Chu Feng to hack at him a thousand times, his true body would remain unscathed!

Furthermore, just the splashing of a Grand Universe-level being's true blood would be enough to intimidate Chu Feng, making it unbearable for him.

Otherwise, how could they be near-Immortal beings, perched high above, looking down upon the Yang Realm?

Now, this single saber strike was simply subversive, defying all common sense and leaving people incredulous.

How was this possible? It was all because this long saber was too extraordinary. It was forged from an unfathomable seed and had absorbed exotic earth from beyond this world.

That particular earth, found on an extraterrestrial plateau, had once buried bronze coffins connected to that individual and the Heavenly Emperor!

Even Chu Feng himself hadn't anticipated that the gleaming silver saber, once unleashed, would possess such immense power, its sharpness reaching an unbelievable degree, severing a True Immortal's wrist and causing the hand to fall to the ground!

Of course, he felt no fear during this process. After all, Daoist Nine was right there in the Reincarnation Path. Moreover, he had been cursing "dog" for a long time and constantly visualized "old son" in his mind, having already provoked that man and dog, waiting for them to arrive and act.

Therefore, even while being restrained, he remained calm and unhurried, steadfastly swinging his saber.

But now it seemed Daoist Nine was the most reliable one. That man and dog had stood him up again; they deserved to be struck by lightning! He couldn't help but curse "dog" in his mind once more!

"Dog, old son!"

Simultaneously, Yao Yao's sword also pierced the Grand Universe-level expert's back, perforating him. Immortal blood splattered, creating an incredibly terrifying scene.

Everyone gasped in cold air, and many trembled. This was unprecedented since the dawn of creation: a Grand Universe-level expert's body was repeatedly damaged by individuals below his realm. It was utterly unbelievable.

Everyone's gaze towards Chu Feng and Yao Yao changed!

Everything happened in an instant: from the Yuan Clan's Grand Universe expert making his move, to him being frozen, his right hand falling to the ground dripping with blood, and finally his back being pierced — all completed in a flash.

Daoist Nine's cold voice resonated: "Below the Grand Universe realm, feel free to attack, pursue, and kill my named disciples of First Mountain; I don't care. But for you, a near-Immortal monster of great renown, to be so shameless, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Many trembled, sensing an unparalleled might.

However, Li, who was arriving leisurely, twitched his mouth, recalling some unpleasant experiences from the past. Anyone below the True Immortal realm could just casually hunt down First Mountain's disciples? What a bleak existence!

He had gone through the same experience back then!

In fact, many also pondered this question: First Mountain's standards for accepting disciples had always been terrifyingly high, but how many were left in the end?

Historically, almost all of First Mountain's disciples had vanished. Even Li was rumored to have died for eons before finally returning to life.

This showed how tragic the disciples of First Mountain were. While it was said to be a survival of the fittest, the probability of being killed or wiped out by external forces was too high, making it a hellish growth process.

"You've crossed the line!" Daoist Nine roared. Then, people saw a crack appear on the forehead of the Yuan Clan's rotten Grand Universe-level being, blood trickling down. The crack then rapidly spread downwards; he was about to be split in half!

My goodness!

Everyone was shocked. Had the old human skin of First Mountain become this powerful?!

It seemed that some rumors and shouts from the Soul River Battle were not mere exaggerations; it was truly terrifying. In Daoist Nine's fury, the near-Immortal expert of the Yuan Clan, trapped in mid-air, was about to be torn to pieces!

Silently, a dark shadow appeared on the Two-Worlds Battlefield, like a phantom that swallowed the sunlight, preventing its full form from being seen.

He sighed, sounding like a malevolent ghost that had lived for eons. His voice was unsettling, ancient, and sinister, giving one the feeling of impending descent into an abyss, into hell itself.

"Fellow Daoist, please show mercy! Who among us has never made a mistake? I guarantee that no True Immortal-level evolutionary will again rashly move against any disciple of First Mountain."

People were awestruck. Who was this, and where did he come from, seemingly capable of standing shoulder to shoulder with Daoist Nine?

Furthermore, were his words laden with hidden meaning? Did First Mountain have other disciples battling elsewhere? Was this half negotiation and half veiled threat?

Daoist Nine let out a cold snort. Then, the Yuan Clan's rotten Grand Universe being flew backward, his body split in half, true blood flowing.

Of course, at the level of a Yuan Clan Grand Universe expert, death was impossible. As long as their soul light remained, everything could be regenerated.

What's more, his physical body was still largely intact.

Clearly, Daoist Nine didn't want to completely burn bridges.

People realized that the newcomer was an extraordinary being!

At the scene, some Fallen True Immortals were deeply shaken, secretly wondering if this could be the one from the Fallen Immortal King clan who had reached the absolute peak, utterly forsaking light and eternally sinking into darkness without turning back?!

"Is that individual truly here? I wonder if he is alive or dead, or if he long ago used this place to ascend and resume his conquests? Regardless, I have come to this place to pay homage to the supreme and holy one who stood alone through all ages!"

The phantom-like dark shadow spoke, and he too entered the depths of the Reincarnation Path.

From the land of reincarnation, waves of peculiar fluctuations emanated, like powerful collisions, or perhaps experts communicating, with runes transforming into terrifying particle streams.

Shortly after, everything seemed to return to balance.

"I have felt your power. I, who was once a small soldier, am now old. Can I see you again?"

"Heavens!"

Outside, upon hearing these words, some old monsters instantly broke out in a cold sweat, trembling inwardly. Daoist Nine's status was simply too high!

He had actually seen that individual? From his words, it seemed he had lived in the same era as that person!

Although there had long been rumors in the world, they had never been confirmed. Now, with Daoist Nine speaking so directly, it truly terrified many.

"I have come to pay my respects, to make a pilgrimage, to prostrate myself before you!"

Daoist Nine was immensely devout. He ventured into a very peculiar area deep within the Reincarnation Path, covered in hazy light, where a faint emotion seemed to flow.

At this moment, the short elder who had reawakened from the famous mountain, as well as the newly arrived expert resembling a black phantom, were both terrified. They too approached that place, their hair standing on end.

"This is..." Suddenly, Daoist Nine trembled, his body shaking like chaff, as if he had experienced an utterly terrifying event.

In an instant, his face turned pale. He seemed to have grasped some profound truth, muttering, "We are all dead, the entire world has perished. Is this whole world... fake? The myriad heavens of eternity, the entirety of ancient history, all just a dream..."