Sky Curtain: An Initial Overview of the Immortal Lord of the Myriad Laws of the Mortal World

The images on the screen shifted, and the suffocating sense of oppression seemed to be conveyed to everyone in all the worlds through the screen.

However, the tragedy did not end with Zheng Ping's sacrifice.

That monster named Baili Yuan, his malice is like a bone-deep infection.

In the scene, despite Zhou Liuqing and others' desperate attempts to stop them, Baili Yuan, as the number one lackey of Wanye Corpse Immortal, possessed unfathomable strength.

His eerie figure, like a black lightning bolt leaping through space, instantly broke through all defenses.

The killing intent was directed at Duan Xinglian.

He succeeded.

That avatar, imbued with Baili Yuan's will, ignored physical defenses and directly entered Duan Xinglian's body.

Duan Xinglian's pupils dilated suddenly, his body stiffened on the spot, and a dark line climbed wildly up his neck, a sign of being eroded.

The world of Re:Zero -Starting Life in Another World-.

Natsuki Subaru clutched his clothes tightly to his chest, his face as pale as paper, his pupils trembling violently.

"It's that feeling again..."

He seemed to see the despair he had felt countless times when facing an invincible enemy, a fear that even his soul was being trampled upon.

"Being forcibly taken over, being stripped of control... this feeling of powerlessness is more terrifying than death! You, Duan Xinglian, get moving! If you're controlled here, wouldn't all of Zheng Ping's sacrifice have been in vain?!"

Rem gently took his hand, looking at him with concern: "Subaru-kun..."

The world of "A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality".

Han Li frowned and subconsciously took half a step back into the depths of the cave, even though he knew it was just an image.

"This person has a deep mind and ruthless methods."

Han Paopao habitually analyzed the situation, his eyes cold.

"First, use a clone to lure the enemy, then the main body strikes when the opportunity arises. Take advantage of the target's momentary mental turmoil to strike decisively. This is the cruelty of the cultivation world; any extra emotional fluctuation can become a fatal flaw. Although Duan Xinglian possesses remarkable supernatural abilities, his temperament is ultimately too 'human.' If it were me, I would never allow myself to be in such a vulnerable situation."

At this critical moment, a glimmer of light appeared in the abyss of despair.

A large umbrella suddenly opened between heaven and earth.

The moment this umbrella appeared, the entire scene seemed to shift to a more ancient and slow-paced tone.

The once bustling battlefield, the flying debris, and even Baili Yuan's lightning-fast movements became incredibly slow under this umbrella, as if they were trapped in viscous amber.

The newcomer was none other than Haishan, the master of Penglai Island and a master of great supernatural powers.

A man in a long robe walked through the air, his expression calm.

He didn't waste any words, he simply raised his hand slightly.

As expected of the Lord of Penglai Island, he's incredibly reliable.

[With a single move, he directly seized Baili Yuan's true form.]

There were no earth-shattering explosions, no dazzling light effects.

Hai Shan's palm seemed to transcend the boundaries of space, gently pressing against Bai Liyuan's chest.

[Taking away life.]

[One-hit kill.]

Baili Yuan's once invincible body, under this palm strike, was like a weathered sand sculpture, instantly losing all its life force and disintegrating.

The world of Overlord.

At the Great Tomb of Nazarick, Ainz Ooal Gown's red eyes flashed suddenly.

"What a brilliant application of time magic!"

The ruler of death uttered a heartfelt exclamation.

"That umbrella wasn't just a prop; it was more like a medium for expanding a domain. Within the area under the umbrella, the flow of time was forcibly rewritten. And that 'Life Stealing' move, although it looked ordinary, had an extremely high judgment level, almost like using instant-death magic like 'Heart Control' or 'True Death.' If this guy were a player, he would definitely be a PVP master; there wasn't a single superfluous movement, just killing moves."

The world of "The Ultimate System for Pretending to Be Cool and Slapping Faces".

Xu Que was biting into half a hamburger when he saw this scene, and his eyes instantly lit up like light bulbs.

"Holy crap! 666! That was some serious showing off. Xu Que from the Exploding Sky Gang is willing to acknowledge you as the strongest!"

He slapped his thigh excitedly.

"Look at that entrance—umbrella, slow motion, expressionless face. This isn't a fight, it's clearly a music video shoot! 'As expected of the Lord of Penglai Island, utterly reliable,' listen to the narrator's evaluation. I've learned something! From now on, this king of cool will also bring an umbrella when I make my entrance, and after the fight, I'll casually say, 'Nothing special,' that'll definitely boost my coolness to the max!"

Of course, as we've mentioned before, Baili Yuan's innate divine ability, the Selfless Dharma Form, is extremely strange.

He could easily reincarnate and leave; what Hai Shan killed was at most one of his puppets.

In the scene, Baili Yuan's shattered body did not leave behind a corpse, but instead turned into a pool of black water.

At the same time, a dazzling burst of lightning suddenly erupted from Hai Shan's body.

[However, Hai Shan, because of this powerful attack, was severely shocked by the punishment of causality.]

This is the price of interfering with the grand cause and effect.

"It was just an exchange of benefits."

He spoke indifferently, as if discussing a perfectly ordinary business matter.

"Hai Shan wasn't unaware that his opponent was a puppet, but he had to act. If he didn't stop Baili Yuan's offensive, the entire situation would collapse. He chose to bear the backlash of causality to buy himself a brief respite. It was a rational act of mitigation. However, Baili Yuan's survival methods were indeed ingenious, distributing his risk across countless clones. As long as one survived, he was invincible. This style is worth learning from."

The world of "The Burial of Frilian".

Frillie lay lazily on the grass, watching the images in the sky, her fingers gently twirling the ends of her hair.

"What a terrible curse... no, it should be called the world's corrective power."

She spoke softly, her tone still calm.

"That thing called causality is like an absolute taboo in the magic system. Once touched, it will be rejected by the world. That Mr. Haishan knew he would be injured, but he still used that kind of magic that interferes with time. This is no longer a simple contest of skills, but a contest of resolve. However, Baili Yuan's magic structure is even more interesting. It's like he hid slices of his soul in different containers. What a troublesome opponent."

[Afterwards, Duan Xinglian had already been infected.]

Therefore, his primordial spirit inevitably entered that mysterious realm—the Dream of All Things.

The scene shifts, and it is no longer the ruins of the real world.

Instead, it was a bizarre, distorted, and bewildering scene.

Countless people are crying out here, and countless karmic entanglements are at play.

Here, he witnessed the wondrous dream of all things.

Of course, if an ordinary person falls victim to this move, their primordial spirit will instantly be controlled by Baili Yuan and become nourishment.

However, Duan Xinglian's supernatural abilities...

Therefore, he has intricate connections with the Corpse Immortal of Ten Thousand Industries.

[Of course, one can enter the dream of all things and remain clear-headed for a moment.]

The world of "The Mysterious Immortal of the Dao".

Li Huowang stared intently at the distorted "Dream of All Trades," his breathing becoming rapid, and he clutched his head with both hands.

"This...this is real! This is the real thing!"

He appeared frantic, pointing at the screen and shouting.

"What reality, what lucidity, it's all fake! This dream... this dream filled with pain and karma, it's so familiar! Hahaha, Duan Xinglian, you're in too? You saw it too? Those indescribable things, those madmen whispering in my ear! I can't tell anymore, I really can't tell anymore! Is he in a dream, or are we in a dream? This Baili Yuan, he's a giant Daoist master, he's manipulating everyone!"

Red Zhong floated behind him, emitting a series of eerie laughs.

However, Duan Xinglian's primordial spirit was quickly absorbed by Baili Yuan.

The gap in strength between the two sides is simply too great.

In that dream world, Duan Xinglian's brilliance was like a candle flickering in the wind, vanishing in an instant.

[Duan Xinglian's physical abilities were also completely controlled by Baili Yuan under the influence of the Selfless Dharma Image.]

in the real world.

Duan Xinglian stood up again.

But the aura emanating from him had completely changed.

Cold, evil, and full of malice.

He slowly raised his hand, and destructive magical power gathered in his palm.

The target was none other than the unsuspecting senior sister, Zhou Liuqing, standing right in front of me.

[And so, at that very moment, the person directly attacked Liu Qing.]

[I almost killed him with one blow.]

The world of Demon Slayer.

Tanjiro watched this scene, and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably.

"Stop it!!"

He cried out in grief, as if it were his own family.

"That's your senior sister! That's the person you wanted to protect! I know that wasn't your intention! That sorrowful feeling... Mr. Duan Xinglian's heart is weeping! Even if your body is controlled, your soul must be desperately resisting! Don't lose to that evil spirit! Never let your hands be stained with your companion's blood!"

Fortunately, Duan Xinglian still retains his self-awareness.

Just as that fatal blow was about to shatter Zhou Liuqing.

Duan Xinglian's hand trembled violently and then stopped.

His left hand suddenly grabbed his right hand, and a ferocious and painful expression appeared on his face, as if two souls were tearing him apart inside his body.

Perhaps driven by obsession, he began vying with Baili Yuan for control of the supernatural power.

That's why Liu Qing's life was saved.

The world of "A Thought Through Eternity".

Bai Xiaochun shrank his neck, looking scared, but his eyes revealed a sense of respect.

"My goodness, that takes incredible willpower. If it were me, I'd probably be scared out of my wits by now."

He patted his chest.

"This kind of possession is the most terrifying. Just imagine watching your own hands kill the person you love most; that's worse than death. Duan Xinglian, he usually seems like a quiet, reserved guy, but he's really capable when it matters. That's a real man... Although I still hope to live forever and live a peaceful life, it's better to have fewer of these heroic moments."

Seeing this, Hai Shan quickly intervened.

However, his supernatural powers were unable to reach Duan Xinglian's innate supernatural power.

Hai Shan tried to cast a spell several times, but the power penetrated Duan Xinglian's body and could not reach the soul battlefield where they were fighting for control.

Because this thing doesn't exist in reality.

In such a short time, it would be difficult for Hai Shan to save Liu Qing and Duan Xinglian.

This is a battle that Duan Xinglian can only fight on his own.

Isolated and helpless.

However, in the battle of primordial spirits, Baili Yuan was far stronger than Duan Xinglian.

[Furthermore, Baili Yuan has six lifetimes and five incarnations behind him.]

In the dream of myriad endeavors, five enormous phantoms appeared behind Baili Yuan, representing the accumulation of his five lifetimes of reincarnation.

That immense soul pressure, like five Mount Tai, pressed down heavily on Duan Xinglian's insignificant primordial spirit.

The weak Xing Lian was fighting as if against five powerful souls.

His obsession was insignificant to Baili Yuan.

The world of Naruto.

Madara Uchiha stood atop the Gedo Mazo with his arms crossed, letting out a cold snort, exuding an aura of dominance.

"Like an ant trying to shake a tree."

He looked disdainfully at Duan Xinglian, who was struggling to hold on in the picture.

"The difference in power is absolute. That Baili Yuan has accumulated chakra... no, soul power over several lifetimes. How could a mere brat overcome such a foundation with so-called 'obsession'? It's like how individual will is insignificant in the face of the Infinite Tsukuyomi. Although I dislike Baili Yuan's dark ways, his understanding of power is correct. Reality is cruel; the weak don't even have the right to choose how they die."

[A person as strong-willed as Baili Yuan viewed Duan Xinglian as just another ordinary person.]

They will simply disappear into the flow of time; that is their only fate, utterly insignificant.

Baili Yuan's mocking voice echoed in the dream; he was trampling on Duan Xinglian's dignity and trying to destroy his last line of defense.

However, the narration in the sky takes on a deeper meaning at this moment.

[At the same time, their struggle is one of the key aspects of the world of supernatural powers.]

Witnesses from afar, both past and present, have begun to write this story.

The camera pans to a corner, where a blurry figure, like a historian, silently records this seemingly one-sided battle.

The world of "That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime".

Limru Termpers sat on the throne, his red eyes gleaming with wisdom.

"Professor Raphael, have the analysis results come out yet?"

"[Announcement. Analysis results show that the current individual's win rate is less than 0.01%. However, unusual causal fluctuations were detected.]"

Rimuru nodded, his expression grave.

"It's not that simple after all. The existence of this 'Witness of the Past and Present' is itself a huge foreshadowing. This means that the outcome of this battle is not just about Duan Xinglian's life or death; it could trigger a huge storm in the future, like a butterfly effect. The turning point of history is often hidden in these seemingly insignificant moments. Duan Xinglian, you absolutely cannot lose."

The struggle between the two was indeed crucial.

If Duan Xinglian truly falls completely into Baili Yuan's hands.

[Then even the Supreme Demon Lord Gao Haoguang would be unable to escape his false world.]

[No one can stop the Corpse Immortal of Ten Thousand Industries.]

The world of "Mang Huang Ji".

Ji Ning carried a long sword on his back, his gaze seemingly piercing through endless time and space.

"So that's how it is. This is a contest of the 'Tao'."

He sighed.

"This is not merely a possession, but a gamble concerning the fate of the world. The future 'Extreme Law Demon Lord' Gao Haoguang's destiny is tied to Duan Xinglian's single thought at this moment. Cause and effect are intertwined, each link connected. Every second Duan Xinglian holds on now is a fight for a glimmer of hope for the future. His heart is the last line of defense. As long as his Dao heart doesn't crumble, there is a glimmer of hope. Hold on! For yourself, and for that future that has yet to come!"

At this moment, all eyes in the heavens and myriad realms were focused on that faint point of light that was struggling to survive in the despairing dream.

That was the final proof that even mortals can have light.

It is also the only key to the future.