Chapter 1715: Supreme Immortal - Zhou Zhou! (The Finale) (3/4)

Chapter 1715 - Supreme Immortality - Zhou Zhou! (Final Chapter) (3/4)

The twilight battlefield.

Zhou Zhan stands alone here.

Opposite him,

stands the Master of Void Deep, leading a host of ten thousand transcendent-level delusions and a billion Supreme Will-level delusions.

"How did you come alone? Where is your Jiaoyang Holy Nation army?"

asked the Master of Void Deep.

"Our battle has nothing to do with them,"

Zhou Zhan replied.

"Moreover, even if they are not here, I can still draw upon their power."

"There's truth to what you said."

The Master of Xū Yuān remained silent, stunned.

Then, with a single sweep of his right hand, he saw the hundred thousand transcendental-level delusional beings behind him, and the billions of supreme will-level delusional beings, all dissolve into countless streams of black mist, drawn through his nostrils and swallowed whole into his very being.

As these mighty forces merged within him, his aura surged—expanding hundreds of times in the blink of an eye.

He had already been a near-eternal, unbreakable entity before, far surpassing the Great Holy Emperor in strength. Now, with this surge of power, his might had reached a level so terrifying that even the twilight battlefield and the outermost void cosmos—both the Ultimate Void and the Delusional Cosmos—shuddered violently at its presence.

The Master of Xū Yuān's face lit with rapture, and he whispered softly to Zhou Zhan, "Now, I am truly the embodiment of all my power."

Zhou Zhan nodded slightly, glancing at the number of will-transcendent warriors beneath his 'King' status.

[Will-Transcendent Warriors: 57,000!]

This was the total number of will-transcendent warriors across the entire Ultimate Void Cosmos, under his command as the True Emperor.

No less than fifty-seven thousand and more!

Though vastly falling short of the one hundred thousand transcendental-will masters brought forth by the Lord of Xuyuan.

Yet...

He possesses a 'King'!

"King!"

Zhou Zhan whispered softly.

Boom!

Those fifty-seven thousand transcendental-will masters instantly multiplied by fifty thousand, swelling into a force of 285 million transcendental-will masters.

Above all, among these transcendental-will masters, there was the power of Da Hong Holy Emperor—the master of near-eternal immortality.

This brought Zhou Zhan’s strength nearly to the level of true immortal-tier power.

The Master of the Void narrowed his eyes.

A desperate urge, one that wanted to flee, surged through his mind.

"No... Immortality!?"

The Master of the Void murmured.

Swiftly!

He materialized in the palm of Zhou Zhan's hand, as if merely a toy held within his grasp.

Zhou Zhan extended his right hand, and a phantom glow emerged from the Master's chest.

"NO!"

The Master of the Void roared.

"This is the Void Heart. Once a being possesses the Void Heart, it becomes a Void Emperor recognized by the Void Origin, ruling over all the Void Clans, is that correct?"

"You and the Origin of Illusion are quite capable—never did I think that without the Illusion's Sacred Seal, such a feat could be accomplished."

"Which explains your generosity, offering me the Illusion's Sacred Seal."

Zhou Zhan said.

"RETURN IT!"

The Lord of Xūyuān roared in fury.

Zhou Zhan merely scoffed, and indeed, he returned the Illusion Heart to the Lord of Xūyuān.

Now the Lord of Xūyuān was left bewildered.

This was an opportunity to attain immortality—how could the other simply return it?

Zhou Zhan said nothing, but directly sent a whisper to Zhou Zhou:

"Master, it's time to open the Gate of Immortality."

"Your current strength should now be more than sufficient."

"Any additional power would be of little consequence."

"When you push open the Gate of Immortality and complete your supreme trial, you can return later to claim this false heart of his."

"At that point, you'll be able to ascend normally to immortality."

"You needn't worry about your domain."

"Once you enter the Gate of Immortality and gain the recognition of Immortal Fate,"

"The forces of the Immortal Hall will descend directly, instantly elevating both your domain and realm to Immortal Territory and Immortal Realm."

"No need to gather those chaotic resources or fulfill those arbitrary requirements."

"Understood."

Zhou Zhou replied in the Hall of Cyclic Sanctity.

Then he saw Zhou Zhou open his eyes, lift his gaze toward the eternal gate within the ultimate void cosmos.

He smiled gently.

"This gate... seems to have no special significance."

With a mere thought, he had already arrived before the ancient door etched with unyielding epics. He pushed it gently—like a common household door—and it swung open as if nothing extraordinary had ever happened.

Zhou Zhou stepped through.

He found over a hundred immortal-level beings already gathered here, each in a different form and appearance. Among them, at least three immortal-level entities stirred within him a sense of utter impossibility to overcome.

At that moment,

an immortal stood up, his face filled with astonishment, and bowed respectfully before Zhou Zhou:

"Immortal-Aituo, bowing to the Supreme!"

Another Immortal-Class powerhouse stood up, bowing respectfully to Zhou Zhou: "Immortal-Roskol, greetings, Master!"

"Immortal-Feng, greetings, Master!"

"Immortal-Dust God, greetings, Master!"

"Immortal-Feast of Heaven, greetings, Master!"

"Immortal-Covered Chaos, greetings, Master!"

"Immortal-One, greetings, Master!"

...

One by one, figures rose to their feet, until a familiar silhouette stood up and smiled toward Him: "Immortal-Water Emperor, greetings, Master."

"Master!"

Zhou Zhou's eyes lit up.

This eternal being is none other than His teacher—the Supreme Will.

The Water Emperor smiled gently, calming him slightly.

"Master, you have indeed ascended to immortality."

"Ah, where is my Supreme Immortal teacher?"

Zhou Zhou asked in a whisper.

"Master has gone out of the realm; he is currently absent from the Hall of Immortals."

"You must not speak to me now. Be courteous."

The Immortal of Water reminded him.

Zhou Zhou nodded.

Finally.

After all the ordinary immortals had bowed to Zhou Zhou, another familiar figure rose.

"Zero Machine, I bow to the Supreme."

Upon seeing him, Zhou Zhou was stunned and exclaimed, "Zero! How is it you?"

This mechanical being who stood up was not another mechanical entity—no, it was precisely His subordinate in the Ultimate Void Great Cosmos—the Mechanical Immortal Zero, once one of the Ten Principal Deities among the mechanical gods.

"I have always been immortal."

"The Zero you knew in the Ultimate Void Great Cosmos was merely a projection of mine, once blessed by me."

Zero spoke with a touch of bashfulness.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhou nodded in sudden understanding.

It was no wonder that Zero had always seemed out of place, transcendent, unlike the other ten deities in the Ultimate Void Great Cosmos.

He had, in fact, a background rooted in an immortal-tier being—something I only now realize.