Chapter 1557: So-called Supreme Is Nothing More Than the End of the Road

Despite his outward display of immense power, Jiudao trembled inwardly, deeply shocked and astonished. Where did those dust motes come from?!

Who was manifesting, who was showing their power?!

Even he, an ancient being who had lived through countless grand eras and persisted for untold eons, was trembling, his heart shaken. It was impossible to overstate how astonishing this was.

He indeed held a long spear, facing the two great factions alone, but he hadn't made a move. The damage wasn't from him.

The dust came from deep within the shimmering golden light, vibrated into existence, or perhaps simply blown out from the cycle of reincarnation itself.

Just a few specks of dust, nothing more, yet as they drifted down, they shattered the eerie and ominous forces of the sacrificial ground, causing true immortal-level beings from the three Imperial Artifacts' faction to explode, utterly annihilated in body and spirit.

Even Jiudao had never witnessed such terrifying dust!

The dust clearly contained no special energy or rules; it was utterly ordinary, without even a ripple of fluctuation, yet it achieved such effects.

In fact, everyone on the Two Worlds Battlefield trembled, hardly believing their eyes. Especially the leaders of various races, some ultimate beings, and fallen true immortals, felt an even deeper terror.

They saw clearly that the dust, devoid of any dao charm or energy, simply "smashed" people to death, causing their physical bodies to disintegrate and their souls to shatter. It was utterly horrifying.

Such an event was terrifying beyond measure, unprecedented throughout history.

Everyone could see that this was not Jiudao's doing. The dust, gently rising from the golden ripples deep within the cycle of reincarnation, effortlessly crushed all enemies.

As people reeled in shock, they inevitably wondered if this manifestation could possibly be... *that person*?!

Someone swallowed hard. The one who was rumored to be long gone, even believed to be non-existent or a mere myth, had suddenly appeared like this?!

All of this happened simply because this was the place where *that person* had established the cycle of reincarnation, essentially their backyard. The dust rising and falling from their domain—was this a warning?

In fact, the most powerful individuals on the scene were even more anxious.

For instance, the short old man who had reawakened from a famous mountain, despite having pioneered the so-called Time Scripture, shaking the current era and possibly being an Immortal King-level existence with transcendent status, looking down upon all heavens—even he was terrified and deeply afraid. The more one understood, the more powerful beings held profound reverence for *that person*.

"Whenever the world believes that person has died, they seem to manifest? Displaying their might across endless ages," the short old man murmured to himself, his voice almost inaudible.

When the many cultivators on the Two Worlds Battlefield heard this, their minds reeled. Could this truly be so?

Meanwhile, the dark figure shrouded in gloom, suspected to be a fallen Immortal King who could never turn back, forever trapped in darkness, felt a chill run through them, their heart turning cold.

The one who felt it most deeply was actually the black dog from beyond the domain. It suddenly realized that not long ago, it had been insisting that *that person* had never existed, that they were merely a void entity projected from the hopes and aspirations in the hearts of all living beings.

Was this worse than saying that person had died?! The Dog Emperor's fur bristled.

Then, it decisively and directly... became serious.

It immediately spoke: "Who was speaking nonsense just now? I warn you all, one day, he will return. Anyone who dares to speculate wildly is an enemy of me, an enemy of the Three Heavenly Emperors, and an enemy of the great tide!"

Someone inwardly scoffed, wanting to pour ridicule upon it. "Weren't those your own words? If anyone's an enemy, it's you to yourself!"

"Likewise, the Three Heavenly Emperors cannot possibly be dead; they will return one day!" the Dog Emperor added, trying to bolster its own courage.

It was genuinely quite nervous, fearing a single speck of dust might fall and smash it into a puddle of dog sludge.

The next moment, the Corpse with the Imperial Corpse on its back also returned beyond the domain. It had many thoughts, its mind in a daze, quietly and silently pondering something.

*Crack!*

Suddenly, the sky cracked open, torn apart forcefully and terrifyingly by a bolt of lightning, and a beam of light streaked towards the earth!

That light carried an aura of terror, sweeping across the vast Yang Realm, even intimidating all heavens and shaking the entire great cosmos.

Instantly, countless people trembled, collapsing to the ground, compelled by an uncontrollable submission stemming from their very souls, wanting to prostrate themselves before it.

Subsequently, the light grew increasingly powerful, radiating immense pressure, and revealed its true form: a decree, rushing rapidly into the Yang Realm!

This was nearly enough to destroy all things, reducing all worlds back to their origins!

It was like a comet striking, threatening to crash into the earth, or a vast galaxy gone wild, poised to rip apart the entire universe, its destructive aura surging.

People were horrified. Had the supreme being behind the three Imperial Artifacts issued a decree?

That aura had manifested recently, also delivering a warning that all races and realms must unite.

Everyone was terrified. Such an existence, with a mere word or action, could cause the great worlds of all heavens to flourish or decay, and could shatter the most powerful and prosperous evolutionary civilization in ancient history with a flick of a finger!

Was an immeasurable calamity about to descend?!

Would the Yang Realm cease to exist because of this, perhaps be... completely erased!

"The being behind the three Imperial Artifacts, it's bringing down punishment, it wants to destroy all heavens..."

The lips of an ultimate being trembled. This was a momentous event affecting the world, one that no one could oppose or stop.

"It's over, everything is ending. What hope is there after offending such a supreme existence? We will all die, all races will perish," an old clan chief said, his face ashen, completely despairing.

This was not merely one person's attitude, but that of many. The faces of leaders from numerous great clans had completely lost their color, bearing a deep sense of dread.

Countless individuals plunged into panic and despair.

Even true immortals couldn't bear it; their bodies betrayed their souls, collapsing to the ground, trembling uncontrollably.

Who could contend? Who could resist?

After all, even though *that person* had manifested, it further indicated they were not in the Yang Realm. Was there still time for them to return?

With the great era on the verge of collapse, who could hold up the sky?!

"Jar, can you mend the heavens?" Chu Feng sighed, looking up at the sky. He was already prepared, his hand clutching the jar within his wide sleeve, ready to hurl it like a stone at any moment.

"Panic, despair, are they of any use?" At this crucial moment, Jiudao spoke, surprisingly calm and unafraid.

"This was once the birthplace of a brilliant evolutionary civilization, the homeland of peerless victors throughout history. I refuse to believe that the one from beyond the heavens would truly destroy everything without restraint!"

"What's important is that someone won't allow it. If they can manifest, they will pay attention. If they are constantly remembered, whispered about in hearts, there will surely be a response!"

Jiudao continued to murmur.

"So-called supreme beings are merely those who have reached the end of their path!" He suddenly looked up, staring at the decree descending from the sky. He was not flustered, but resolute. He declared, "Back then, *that person* had already slain supreme beings the moment they stepped into that realm. Who could they fear? After all these years, I believe that after reaching the end of the path, it will surely extend further. They will never stop moving forward!"

"If someone truly intends to act, then so be it. Our predecessors in this realm have slain such beings before!"

His words flowed continuously!

Was Jiudao mad? This was the collective thought of countless people. As the decree descended, he actually dared to utter such words, speaking openly of striking and retaliating.

The entire world was plunged into boundless terror.

Were all heavens about to be overthrown?

The Dog Emperor roared, "What are you afraid of? Will they really make a move? Those who believe the Three Heavenly Emperors are not dead will not permit this to happen. The living Heavenly Emperors must have already reached an invincible state!"

"Come on! I am that person's brother, and a friend of the Three Heavenly Emperors! Come, suppress and slay me!" The Corpse, bearing the Imperial Corpse, stepped forward beyond the domain, standing tall and defiant against the immense pressure.

"Halt! This Emperor is here!" The Dog Emperor had gone mad, blocking the path like a mountain bandit king, howling wildly.

"So what if they are supreme? They've merely reached the end of their path! Who dares to call themselves invincible?!" Jiudao roared, raising the spear in his hand, praying and calling out to *that person* in his heart.

They were insane!

Everyone was terrified. Amidst their despair, they unanimously believed that these individuals were utterly mad; it was too late to summon anyone now.

On the scene, even Immortal Kings were far too weak, utterly incapable and powerless to change anything.

Anyone who stepped forward would merely be like a praying mantis trying to stop a chariot, crushed into oblivion!