Chapter 677: One Move

"What did they just say? The Heavens Sect's Leader Yun is an immortal?" For the first time in his life, Lord Liu doubted his own hearing.

In this era where even loose immortals rarely appeared, a true immortal had actually manifested?

Even in that battle at Hanshui City, what had appeared was merely a wisp of Lord Dou’s immortal consciousness, not his true body.

Now, having arrived at their Chunjiang City, it wasn't enough that two loose immortals had emerged—even a true immortal had come forth?

Venerable Yiqi nodded solemnly. "There is no mistake. The moves just now could only be dissolved so effortlessly and leisurely by an immortal."

With things having developed to this point, he no longer thought about a sneak attack.

Before an immortal, any strategy was utterly useless.

Whether the citizens of Chunjiang City lived or died depended entirely on the whims of the Heavens Sect.

"To think that the ancient Heavens Sect actually possesses two immortals."

The Void Sovereign narrowed his eyes as various ancient runes quietly crawled up his wrists.

"Daoist brother, if the two of us pool our strength to crush this person, our names will surely be passed down through a thousand generations. What do you say?"

The Nightmare Sovereign showed no sign of fear; this was a once-in-a-millennium opportunity to slay an immortal, and by using words to stall before a sneak attack, there was a chance of success, so it was worth a try!

To slay an immortal meant gaining the greatest fortune in the struggle of this grand era!

"Agreed."

The two exchanged a glance and struck simultaneously!

They attacked each other and bolted toward the outside world.

Each wanted the other to attack and delay Yun Zhi so that they themselves could flee.

Faced with an immortal, there was absolutely no chance of victory!

Not even the slightest shred!

Only by fleeing could there be a slim chance of survival.

The two tore open their respective worlds, one unraveling the Void Realm, the other dissolving the Dreamscape.

Giant rifts ripped open across both the Void Realm and the Dreamscape.

Just as half of their bodies had escaped into the outside world, Yun Zhi suddenly clapped her hands.

The rifts snapped shut, and they were dragged back by a pair of invisible hands.

The immense disparity made them realize that flight was utterly impossible; only by risking everything in a desperate fight could they find a way to live!

"Man follows Earth, Earth follows Heaven, Heaven follows Dao, and Dao follows Nature!"

The Void Sovereign vanished, merging completely with the Void Realm; at this moment, he was the Void Realm, and the Void Realm was him!

The Void Realm would manifest whatever his consciousness desired, including the death of Yun Zhi!

This form was exceedingly perilous; the slightest carelessness could result in being swallowed by the Void Realm, becoming its nourishment.

"The Dao is great, Heaven is great, Earth is great, and I too am great!"

The Nightmare Sovereign employed a similar technique, merging with the Dreamscape; while gaining power, he also ran the risk of becoming part of the dream, never to wake again.

Two colossal human faces appeared above Chunjiang City, roaring in unison.

"You forced our hand! A fatal tribulation lies in your destiny, and it shall be fulfilled this very day!"

They were the embodiments of the Void Realm and the Dreamscape themselves, and every word they spoke carried the will of those realms, which included causality.

These words were neither a threat nor an intimidation, but a true curse of cause and effect!

Spiritual energy grew chaotic for no reason, forming a vortex that triggered a massive spiritual energy explosion—a spiritual calamity that had only a one-in-a-billion chance of occurring!

In the history of the Great Qian, the population of an entire city had perished in such a disaster.

Space twisted into a turbulent current; no tangible object could remain whole within a spatial tempest—a spatial turbulence that had only a one-in-ten-billion chance of happening.

Once, a powerhouse at the peak of the Tribulation Transmutation Stage had endured for a mere three seconds in a spatial tempest before being shredded into mincemeat.

Illusions of past and present emerged, with a million-strong army, banners flying, and floating corpses covering the lands... time lost its meaning at this moment—a temporal crossing that had only a one-in-ten-billion chance of occurring!

An army descending from the heavens clamored as they charged toward Yun Zhi, their banners proclaiming to the world that they were the army of the Great Yu!

In the twilight years of the Great Qian, these were the million soldiers of the Great Yu whom the Nightmare Sovereign had slaughtered within the Dreamscape!

One event after another that was probabilistically impossible began to manifest, and all sorts of adverse factors converged upon Yun Zhi.

Furthermore, a colossal shadow loomed over Yun Zhi—a rolling range of black mountains created out of the void, possessing an unimaginably high density and weight, causing signs of spatial collapse all around it.

Faced with misfortune and the black mountains, Yun Zhi remained unmoved; she sighed softly, extended a delicate, supple jade hand, and delivered a single hand-blade strike.

Utterly ordinary, the Dao in its simplest form.

The spiritual calamity, the twisted space, the temporal crossing, and the black mountains... all dissolved into nothingness, as though they had never existed.

Heaven and earth were instantly swept clean.

Two wretched screams echoed as the Void Realm and the Dreamscape were sliced down the middle by Yun Zhi, split into two; Chunjiang City saw the light of day once more, returning to the original world as color restored and the azure sky reappeared overhead.

The two merged Sovereigns suffered grievous wounds, forced out of their merged states as they fell to the ground, sliced at the waist, smashing two massive craters into the earth.

Venerable Yiqi swallowed hard.

One move, she had used merely a single move to resolve two ancient loose immortals.

Was this the sheer might of an immortal?

Having returned to the original world, the two Sovereigns still refused to give up hope; they caused their lower halves to transform into their own likenesses while their upper halves turned transparent, flying off in different directions.

Before they could even fly a few yards, Yun Zhi slapped them both to the ground with a single strike each, leaving them unable to rise.

They then attempted to project their primordial spirits; a primordial spirit excursion could cover thousands of miles in a single thought, achieving an ultimate speed that no one could pursue—this was their final life-saving measure, the very trick that had allowed them to survive the hands of the First Emperor of Yu and the First Emperor of Xia.

To their surprise, the moment they flew just two feet high, Yun Zhi pressed both of their primordial spirits right back in.

"To think that this time it would be two loose immortals."

Yun Zhi reattached their bodies, dragging the Void Sovereign by the ankle with one hand and the Nightmare Sovereign by the ankle with the other, and vanished on the spot.

Before disappearing, she sent a voice transmission to Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou.

"Once you have settled the aftermath of Chunjiang City, come find me on the hillside thirty miles to the east outside the city."

Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou shuddered in fear upon hearing this.

Though they considered themselves to have frequently acted courageously and done nothing but good deeds in Chunjiang City, being called upon by their Eldest Senior Sister like this always left them feeling inexplicably guilty, as if they had done something wicked in the city.

"Is... is it over?"

"Has the Sect Leader of the Heavens Sect departed?"

Seeing the three figures hovering in the air vanish, the citizens of Chunjiang City cheered and leaped for joy; having walked back from the gates of hell and survived the catastrophe, it was a moment worthy of celebration.

"Did the Sect Leader of the Heavens Sect save us?"

"Yes, it must have been her!"

"Strange, why can't I remember the battlefield from just now? I clearly still remember everything up until the fight between the two loose immortals."

"Now that you mention it, it seems to be the same for me as well."

"Look at your memories, it's a good thing I jotted it down just now... Strange, why is there nothing on the paper?"

The blight of forgetfulness was spreading through the city.

"Venerable One, do you still recall the Sect Leader Yun's manner of combat?"

The Venerable One of the Primal Qi shook his head and let out a long sigh, filled with an inexplicable melancholy. "I cannot remember. It seems the legends speak the truth. No wonder the ancient texts contain no records of the immortals' battles—it wasn't that they didn't wish to record them, but rather that it is fundamentally impossible to do so."

"By the way, where has Night Owl gone?" Castellan Liu remembered that they had originally intended to escort Night Owl away.

"Do not bother looking for him. He was caught in the aftershocks when the two half-immortals clashed and was turned to ash. That Vice Pavilion Master, however, is still alive. I shall go look for him."

The Venerable One of the Primal Qi stretched his old waist, deciding it was the perfect time to go find the Vice Pavilion Master and reclaim a bit of his confidence.