Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

At this moment, the balance of power shifts.

The group of Russells surrounding Donghuang Taiyi attacked simultaneously.

A dazzling array of divine light flowed, and complex fluctuations of laws intertwined.

The Buddha's light shines universally, demonic energy is chilling, divine might is vast, and immortal energy is ethereal... All the great paths, originating from the heavens, are now unified and harmonious in their hands, transforming into a mighty torrent.

The divine power exerted immense pressure on the endless chaos, stirring up chaotic currents that caused the vast universes that were floating and gestating within the chaos to tremble slightly under this pressure.

The sky and earth were suddenly plunged into darkness.

It was as if all the light, all the sound, and all the concepts were covered and dominated by this boundless artistic conception in that instant.

In the next instant, endless divine light illuminated the chaos, containing the trajectories of all the stars and constellations, the interactions of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements, and the threads of the laws of time, space, destiny, and law.

The once desolate Chaos Sea transformed into a boiling ocean of Dao principles. Under the onslaught of these myriad rays of light, the magnificent radiance of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi's sun was shattered and annihilated.

Between the vast heavens and earth, in the boundless chaotic sea, what the eye sees and what the heart feels.

Behind that endless divine light, one after another brilliant civilization was revealed.

There are the technologically advanced steel torrents, the eternal cloud-sea palaces of immortals, the magical elemental tides, and the blood-red smoke of martial arts reaching the divine level... These belong to Russell and his ilk, to the civilization light of countless worlds behind them, and are the manifestation of the human way in all the heavens and myriad realms.

"My way is the way of Heaven, my will is the will of Heaven. With the power of all realms upon me, let me see how you can defeat me."

Thousands of Russells spoke in unison, their voices resonating with the Dao.

Divine light flashed across their bodies, and with each step they took, endless divine fire and immortal flames ignited. In the distant sky, on the lofty and immeasurable World Tree phantom that pierced through countless dimensions, fruits representing different worlds shone brightly and brilliantly.

Many years ago, the Way of Fortune, which evolved from the Great Feng Incense and Divine Way, was already mastered and utilized by the Heavenly Russell.

The will of the people is aligned with the grand universe of resistance against Japan; the destiny of Heaven favors the world of Ye Luoli; and the human race is destined to follow the trend in the world of demonic cultivation…

Little by little, it accumulates layer by layer, and now, quantitative change has led to qualitative change.

The chaotic energy surged wildly, and the boundless chaotic sea was instantly torn apart by this torrent that gathered the light of civilizations from all worlds and the power of the world, creating a huge chasm that stretched for trillions of miles.

Earth, water, fire, and wind evolved from the chasm, as if opening up a new multiverse!
At this moment, Donghuang Taiyi's expression calmed down. He raised his eyes and looked down at the primordial land, and sneered: "Everyone says that I broke the rules, but they turn a blind eye to you, an anomaly... In the end, it's just that I'm not strong enough."

Facing the myriad rays of light, Donghuang Taiyi slowly exhaled a long breath.

This breath seemed to expel all his pride, all his persistence, and all his resentment since the beginning of chaos, blowing out torrents of immortal energy like celestial rivers flowing upstream, shaking the eight wastelands.

Donghuang Taiyi may fail, may perish, but he will never admit defeat.

At the end of the Lich Era, when faced with the siege of the Lich Clan, he would rather self-destruct the Chaos Bell and perish with the enemy than bow down, and he is doing the same now.

"kill!"

With a single, softly uttered word, a chilling killing intent swept across the heavens, bringing endless desolation and engulfing the entire universe.

"Wow—!"

With a long cry, a burst of fire filled the sky and the sea of ​​stars.

The stars are burning, the galaxies are burning, the universe is burning!
Cultivation, Dao fruit, life, and even traces of existence—all burned away, transforming into the final flames.

Amidst a terrifying scene resembling endless flames filling the vast universe, above the boiling flames and the shattered river of time, the phantom of an indescribable great bell slowly rises.

This bell is incredibly grand and sacred.

It exists above countless parallel universes, before the origin of all matter. On the bell, infinite changes flow and rotate, without cycle or repetition, extending in both directions towards origin and end. Before the bell tolls, all demons return to their origin, and all paths fall silent, as if to draw a pause to everything.

"Not good!" Zhen Yuanzi's expression changed. He exchanged a glance with Yaochi Jinmu and Styx Master, and the three of them attacked at the same time without hesitation.

The world condensed from the sleeve was clearly unable to withstand such a massive clash and ultimate collision of the Great Dao. If nothing was done, the moment the world in the sleeve collapsed, the primordial land would come to an end.

In the final moment of their clash, the three of them combined their strength and pushed this temporary battlefield far beyond the primordial world, to the very edge of the Chaos Sea.

Almost simultaneously, a silent bell, yet resounding deep within the true spirits of all living beings, collided violently with the torrent of civilizations across the myriad worlds!

Chaos surged, with dark currents rolling and scattering, and endless chaotic energy raging and covering everything in sight.

Amidst the deafening roar, chaos collapsed and spacetime shattered. One after another, pitch-black black holes, capable of devouring everything, appeared, and in an instant, they gave rise to nascent large worlds, which then collapsed in the next moment.

The cycle repeats endlessly, endlessly, enacting the ultimate cycle of creation and destruction.

At the core of this collision, which transcends words, the light fades and the scene becomes clear.

Donghuang Taiyi's figure was already broken and tattered. His right arm had long since turned to light and disappeared. Dense, black cracks visible to the naked eye spread all over his body like a spider web, and even his cheeks and forehead were covered with cracks.

He was like a piece of broken porcelain that had been forcibly pieced back together, on the verge of collapsing completely at any moment.

His Dao has been damaged to this extent that there is no way to reverse it. Unless a transcendent being is willing to intervene, reverse time and space, and reshape his existence from the root, his demise is inevitable.

"A miscalculation." Donghuang Taiyi stared at his own Dao Fruit, which was on the verge of collapse and its light was dimming. He then looked up at the group of Russells around him, whose auras, though weakened, were still powerful and who stood with their hands behind their backs. He then said calmly, "But it's not a loss." Being able to force out such a trump card from his opponent and fight to this last moment was enough for him.

With Donghuang no longer able to fight, Russell and his men had no reason to intervene.

The Sky-Covering Russell walked up to the First Russell, shook his hand which was slightly numb from bearing immense power, and laughed, "Now, the end is truly near."

"We're coming sooner or later anyway, so we're not losing out." Warm Snow Russell raised his hand and easily absorbed the Primordial Purple Qi, which had been imprisoned in the void at the edge of the battlefield by Donghuang Taiyi's last power, into his palm. He felt the infinite creation and Dao essence contained within it, clenched it tightly, and his eyes shone brightly: "But before that, let's see... the scenery from a higher place!"

hum-

The Primordial Purple Qi suddenly burst forth, and its unprecedented radiance instantly enveloped all of Russell's figures present.

“A thousand calamities, a hundred lifetimes of hardship, the ages pass by in the blink of an eye…” Da Feng Russell stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the chaotic sky that had not yet calmed down due to the ultimate collision, and couldn’t help but sing loudly, with a touch of emotion and freedom.

"Can't we have some lines of our own?" Shenmu Russell shook his head helplessly. Although it was a complaint, he also became a little serious and looked at the others, softly wishing, "After this calamity, may our true spirits remain forever."

The next moment, the universe was overturned, and all things appeared together.

Clear and distinct causal threads, like dazzling ribbons of light, emanated from each Russell in the arena, piercing through chaos, disregarding distance, and connecting to the countless worlds in which they were born and grew up.

There are three grand paths to enlightenment and sainthood.

One is to realize the Dao through a grand vow, to make a great vow, to gather the power of the wishes of countless beings, to bear the supreme cause and effect, to be burdened by cause and effect, to be supported by the Great Dao, and to naturally attain the Primordial State.

The second step is to sever the three corpses to attain enlightenment. This involves severing the three corpses: good thoughts, evil thoughts, and obsessions. With each corpse severed, one's merit and practice advance further, and one's mind becomes more complete. When all three corpses are severed, one attains the state of primordial chaos.

The third is to prove the Dao with force. As the name suggests, it means to use one's own supreme power and unparalleled Dao to suppress all worlds, to use one's own heart to replace the heart of Heaven, and to use one's own Dao to suppress all other Daos.

With Russell's current power to gather the strength of all worlds and the accumulation of immeasurable cause and effect, it would not be difficult for him to take the most domineering path of proving the Dao through force.

But being able to do it doesn't mean he's willing to do it.

There is no inherent superiority or inferiority among the methods of attaining enlightenment. There is no such thing as a primordial being who proves enlightenment through force necessarily being stronger than a sage who proves enlightenment through great vows.

They are merely different in method and path; there is no distinction between strong and weak.

Therefore, Russell chose this path of grand ambition.

His growth to this point is said to be due to his own efforts and wisdom, but in reality, it is also inseparable from the support and carrying of all the heavens and myriad realms.

Even crows know to feed their parents, and lambs kneel to suckle; how could Bertrand Russell be an ungrateful person?

Now that he is about to attain enlightenment, he should naturally do something to repay this vast karma for all the heavens and myriad worlds that have carried him and nurtured countless others.

Thus, at the moment when all the cause-and-effect relationships shone brightly and resonated most deeply with countless worlds, all the Russells spoke in unison.

"Gentlemen, do I resemble Hunyuan?"

The heavenly sounds echoed across countless worlds and resonated in the minds of every living being.

Demand an official title!

Obtained from a fourth-grade weasel in the Great Feng World, Russell's cultivation has now reached the peak of the Great Luo realm, so the effectiveness of this supernatural power has naturally increased accordingly.

In the world of the Great Feng Night Watchmen, the Supervisor put down his astrolabe, listened to the Daoist chants, his face solemn, and bowed respectfully towards the heavens.

In the world of Dragon Clan, Lu Mingfei, seated on the Eternal Throne, slowly raised his head. In his golden eyes, powerful enough to ignite stars, was reflected an immense, magnificent nebula that was slowly taking shape.

In the world of Black Myth, billions of beings, whether immortals, Buddhas, saints, or mortals and monsters, all felt a sense of connection and worshipped in the direction of the unseen. For a time, the sounds of Taoist chants and the resounding of conch shells echoed throughout the three realms, and heaven and earth rejoiced.

There are also worlds like Warm Snow World, Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation World, Jade Dynasty World, and Sword Comes World...

Each world, regardless of its strength or form, responded at this moment.

Countless streams of Daoist principles, aspirations, and the light of civilization flowed like rivers into the sea, traversing endless void and dimensional barriers, pouring down towards the edge of the chaotic sea, towards the figure that stirred everything.

It is recognized by all living beings and witnessed by Heaven and Earth.

It establishes cause and effect, and also resolves cause and effect.

In this vast and boundless feedback of all worlds, Russell's figures began to blur, gradually transforming into specks of light that drew closer and merged with each other.

Ultimately, at the core of that primordial purple energy, it transformed into an indescribable divine light and shadow.

This interplay of light and shadow seems to be the embodiment of all wisdom, the epitome of all civilization, and the beginning and end of all possibilities.

At the same time, the entire primordial land, and even the endless chaos surrounding it, underwent a dramatic change in weather.

Rolling thunderclouds appeared out of nowhere, intertwined with purple and gold, carrying billions of lightning bolts, thunder rumbling, their oppressive power covering the entire universe and encompassing all directions.

Bathed in lightning and feeling the perfection of his own Dao fruit, Russell slowly took a step forward.

Taking that step, I suddenly felt the vastness of the world. (End of Chapter)