Projection of the Heavens: I prove my immortality through slaughter.

After a series of fierce battles, his words carrying the power to defeat powerful enemies, Lin Xuan stood at the edge of the Primordial Pure Land, his aura as fragile as a candle flickering in the wind, his nascent soul dim, and a tearing pain emanating from his divine soul. Forcibly unleashing power beyond his own limits had come at a tremendous cost.

However, the killing intent deep within the starry sky did not diminish in the slightest due to the destruction of the Void Palace celestial officials. On the contrary, it was like a primordial beast that had been thoroughly enraged, revealing even more ferocious fangs.

"Buzz—!"

A murderous aura far more terrifying and pure than that of the Celestial Official Xuan Chen, like a tangible blood-red storm, suddenly descended upon this star field! The void was directly stained with a faint blood color by this murderous aura, and countless tiny laws of slaughter manifested within it, like billions of tiny blood-red blades, cutting through everything.

A figure, bathed in a blinding crimson light, emerged step by step from the depths of the starry sky. He wore dark red immortal armor, its surface scarred with sword and blade marks, as if he had crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. His face was as hard as iron, his pupils completely blood-red, devoid of any human emotion, displaying only the ultimate destruction and slaughter!

The Immortal Slayers! The Immortal Court's war machine dedicated to conquest and slaughter! The newcomer is none other than the Immortal Slayer's commander—Blood Butcher!

Its aura was clearly that of the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm! Although it was only the initial stage of the Nascent Soul realm, the extremely refined baleful aura and immortal essence, tempered by countless battles, were far superior to those of the previous Nascent Soul Immortals! This was a qualitative leap!

"To be able to slay so many useless people from the Sky Patrol Division and the Void Palace with your Nascent Soul cultivation, you're quite impressive." Blood Butcher spoke, his voice hoarse like the scraping of metal, carrying a chilling edge. "Unfortunately, it ends here."

Without uttering any unnecessary words, he directly pointed his fingers like a knife and slashed at Lin Xuan from a distance!

"Slay the Immortals, cut them down!"

A thin, hair-like, yet perfectly condensed, dark red blade of light appeared out of thin air. This blade of light emitted no aura whatsoever, yet it sent chills down Lin Xuan's spine! He sensed that this strike was targeting not only his physical body, but also his soul, his karma, and every trace of his existence!

This is a strike from the Nascent Soul stage! It contains a trace of the power of the fundamental laws, far surpassing the techniques of the Nascent Soul stage!

The blade's light ignored spatial distance and instantly appeared before Lin Xuan's brow!

Fast! Extremely fast! Ruthless! Ruthless to the extreme!

The shadow of death, like a cold tide, instantly engulfed Lin Xuan. The ancient nascent soul within him issued a sharp warning, instinctively wanting to unleash the power of words, but the excruciating pain in his soul and the depletion of his power slowed his reaction by a mere instant!

And in that instant, there lies the distance between life and death!

"It's over." Blood Butcher's blood-red pupils were completely calm, as if he could already see Lin Xuan's soul being annihilated and his true spirit dissipating with this one strike.

At this critical moment!

A sudden change has occurred!

"clang--!"

A bell, seemingly from the ancient past, rang out without warning!

A small silver bell, about a foot tall, flew out of Lin Xuan's sleeve on its own. It instantly grew larger, transforming into an ancient silver bell three zhang tall, which stood in front of Lin Xuan! The bell's sound was melodious, carrying a mysterious power to calm the mind, soothe the soul, and stabilize the space!

It was the immortal artifact obtained from the Cold Moon Immortal Envoy—the Soul-Suppressing Bell!

At this critical moment of life and death, this immortal artifact, which Lin Xuan had already begun to refine, sensed its master's fatal crisis and protected him on its own!

"Thump!!!"

The dark red Immortal Slaying Blade light slashed fiercely at the body of the Soul Suppressing Bell!

An indescribable crash erupted, and visible sound waves, mixed with the laws of slaughter and the light of soul suppression, spread wildly in a ring, clearing away and annihilating all the star fragments and energy turbulence within a radius of tens of thousands of miles!

"puff--!"

The Soul-Suppressing Bell let out a mournful cry, a clear crack appearing on its silver surface. Its celestial light dimmed instantly, the bell shrank, and it flew back into Lin Xuan's body to be nurtured, wailing as it did so. Although it was a celestial artifact, it had hastily activated its automatic protection and had already been injured by the attack of a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator.

But it ultimately blocked that fatal blow! It bought Lin Xuan that crucial sliver of hope!

"Hmm? A celestial artifact protecting its master?" Blood Butcher's blood-red pupils contracted slightly, revealing a hint of surprise, but it was quickly replaced by an even stronger killing intent. "A death throes!"

He was about to strike again and completely crush Lin Xuan.

However, for Lin Xuan, that fleeting moment gained by the Soul-Suppressing Bell was enough!

Pulled back from the brink of death, the immense sense of crisis was like ice water poured over his head, instantly clearing his mind, which had been somewhat dazed from overexertion! His determination to slay immortals erupted like dry tinder thrown into a raging fire!

At this moment, the primordial spirit within him seemed to have broken through some kind of limit, and the scenes of the universe's birth and death in his eyes flowed in reverse at an unprecedented speed! From birth to death, from death... back to chaos!

An even more ancient, more primal, and more closely aligned with the core of his power—that his words become law—awakened within him!

He saw it! At the instant the Immortal-Slaying Blade clashed with the Soul-Suppressing Bell, at the point of destructive energy eruption and violent fluctuations in the laws, there existed an absolute, fleeting... opportunity!

An opportunity for "words to become law," an opportunity for the definition of rules!

Blood Butcher's second attack was already brewing, and the pressure of his Nascent Soul realm was like the entire starry sky pressing down!

Lin Xuan suddenly raised his head. His deep eyes, now devoid of weariness, held only the icy indifference of primordial chaos. He locked his gaze on Xue Tu, pouring all his remaining power, all his will, and even the nascent trace of primordial chaos into what he was about to say… in a single word!

He spoke, his voice no longer loud, yet it seemed to be the voice of the primordial Dao, carrying the absolute authority to determine the fate of all things:

"There are no immortals here."

Words spoken, laws followed! The fate of immortals was sealed!

There was no radiance, no extraordinary signs.

But the moment those seven words were uttered, Blood Butcher, who was about to launch a fatal attack, suddenly froze!

For the first time, a crack appeared on the unchanging murderous expression on his face, transforming into utter bewilderment and... terror!

He sensed that his connection to this starry sky, to the laws of immortality, and even to his own existence was being forcibly… severed! Denied! by an incomprehensible and irresistible supreme force!

"No...this is impossible..."

He wanted to roar, but found he couldn't even utter a sound. The immortal essence within him was rapidly dissipating, his tempered immortal body was beginning to turn transparent, and his powerful soul was crumbling like a sandcastle in the wind!

It was as if an invisible hand was erasing the name "Blood Slaughter" and his very existence from the very foundation of reality!

"I... am not reconciled..."

The last faint fluctuation of divine thought dissipated.

Under Lin Xuan's decisive words, Blood Butcher, the centurion of the Immortal Slaughtering Guard in the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, a butcher of the Immortal Court whose hands were stained with blood, was unable to leave even a complete last word. He crumbled from head to toe like pencil marks erased by an eraser, and finally turned into nothingness and disappeared into the starry sky.

Only a few specks of dark red primordial blood, containing pure immortal essence and the laws of slaughter, could not be completely erased. Like beautiful rubies, they sprayed out and floated in the cold starry sky, staining a nearby star field with a tragic and eerie blood color.

Immortal Blood Starfall!

Lin Xuan swayed, almost collapsing, his face ashen, blood slowly seeping from his seven orifices. Using this "Immortal-Stabilizing Word" had nearly drained him of everything; the price was excruciating.

But he forced himself to steady himself, looking at the dark red immortal blood floating in the starry sky, and at the completely vanished Blood Butcher. His eyes were cold and tired, but they also carried a hint of the pleasure of breaking free of shackles.

Even a Nascent Soul cultivator can be slain!

He reached out and collected the immortal blood containing the essence of the Nascent Soul stage, then turned around and, with slightly unsteady steps, stepped back into the quietly floating Primordial Netherworld.

The starry sky returned to deathly silence, with only the faint trace of blood remaining, silently telling the story of the breathtaking, life-or-death battle that had just taken place... the battle that claimed the lives of immortals!