Immortality began with the Demon Suppression Division

Rift continent.

At the top of the chaotic void, raging turbulence parted to create a passage from both sides.

A figure shrouded in chaotic energy, its form and face obscured, slowly stepped out from within.

Luo Chen gazed down at the continent below, his long sword slicing through the sky, each step taking the life of a cultivator.

In the vast天地 (heaven and earth), countless combined formations shattered upon contact, and the cultivators of the Myriad Gods Sect were backlashed, their bodies crashing down like meteors.

Before it even hit the ground, it was annihilated by a flash of blade light.

The cultivators from the Nine Heavens completely halted their attack, and the saints also watched with solemn expressions the figure traversing the heavens and earth.

Even though they were far apart and could not sense the person's powerful abilities, the blade light that tore through the darkness still made all living beings in the heavens shudder.

This is a massacre!

The cultivators' blood spilled onto the ground, a testament to the vast difference in strength between the two sides.

The hundreds of thousands of cultivators gathered by the Pantheon Sect were an enormous number, and their combined attack formation shone brightly across the entire vast continent.

However, a figure casually weaved through them, each strike taking away a group of cultivators and all the array lights in the direction the sword light fell.

No cultivator could force Luo Chen to unleash a second strike.

This unrestrained attitude and overwhelming power sent a chill down the spines of the Pantheon.

"Divine Lord of Silence! Save us!"

"Oh no! The Battle Saint Venerable has fallen! He couldn't even withstand a single strike from the opponent!"

"Even the Holy Venerable was no match for him; do we still have a chance of winning?"

"This is a butcher, a butcher! He doesn't use any supernatural powers or magic, just his unstoppable, sharp blade energy, treating us like pigs..."

"Retreat! Lingfeng Mountain disciples, retreat!"

"Our Great Sun Spirit Palace hereby announces our withdrawal from this siege and retreat!"

On Xuanqiong's side, it only took one hour to go from overwhelming force to complete collapse.

Amidst chaos and uproar, the army of cultivators assembled by the Pantheon began to crumble, with some forces frantically retreating to the rear.

Like the beginning of a fuse, the tide has turned.

The Holy Venerable of Silence was completely disheartened. Looking at the chaotic figure shuttling between the cultivators' formation, he dared not face it directly. He could only use his divine powers from a distance, sending waves of attacks from the Annihilation Domain descending from the sky, attempting to ambush Luo Chen.

However, it disappeared silently within a few meters of Luo Chen, having no effect whatsoever.

Luo Chen glanced back at the other party, and with just one look, the Divine Silence Saint Venerable felt a chill run through his body, as if his Dao body's origin was frozen by time and space.

He stood still, his expression stiff.

Luo Chen pondered for a moment, then walked towards his opponent step by step, slashing with his long sword. Each flash of light from the sword took away a group of cultivators.

There are no techniques or sword skills involved, only absolute overwhelming strength.

When he stood within a hundred miles of the Divine Silence Saint, his steps suddenly faltered.

At this moment, all the cultivators in the world dared not even breathe, and the cultivators of the Nine Heavens also watched this figure with tense eyes.

The Pantheon cultivators were terrified and fell silent. Some of the less resolute among them had already fled in panic, running away in all directions.

Even the Holy Venerable Shenji was drenched in sweat. Only when he faced Luo Chen directly did he realize how much pressure he was under when standing opposite this person.

He gritted his teeth and forced himself to say, "The Dao Ancestor is on his way! Those under Xuanqiong's command, follow me and kill them!"

The resounding words echoed across the continent, reaching the ears of every cultivator.

These words had little effect; instead, they hastened the departure of some factions.

"Hahaha!"

Luo Chen laughed loudly, his voice echoing ethereally, carrying a mocking tone, as if he had heard some incredibly funny joke.

His consciousness sank into his sea of ​​consciousness, and as he looked at the countless prompts flashing on the panel, the ripples in his heart were gently calmed.

He did not want to kill, nor become a great demon who only knew how to harvest lifespan. He did not kill for the sake of killing, but simply did not want anyone to disturb him.

The Holy Venerable Shenji was thoroughly enraged by this posture, unleashing his full power, even burning his holy blood, and an extreme aura of destruction was brewing around him.

He was now certain that his master had likely perished.

Despite his reluctance to admit it, the Holy Venerable of Divine Silence returned to his senses and went mad once more, igniting his Holy Body, a touch of extreme madness blooming at the corner of his mouth.

"Be careful!"

Xu Lin roared, trying to warn him.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

boom!

An extreme aura of destruction descended upon the world, like a sun exploding in the center of a continent, its scorching heat sweeping over all living beings.

A blinding red light filled the entire world.

The self-destruction of the Dao Void Realm Perfection expert completely brought this great war between the two realms to a close.

Because of Luo Chen's intervention, the cultivators from the Nine Heavens were positioned far from the center of the explosion.

After the explosion began, all the saints did their best to protect the lives of the vast majority of cultivators.

Only a few hundred unfortunate souls were caught in the aftermath and perished alongside them.

The army of the Xuanqiong World presents a completely different picture.

Tens of thousands of cultivators vanished in the terrifying aftershocks, leaving no trace of their existence; their souls were annihilated.

At the heart of this continent, a devastating sound of collapse echoed, as countless landmasses were vaporized and reduced to nothingness.

Dead silence.

After the aftershocks subsided, the continent fell into silence.

Xu Lin felt his mouth go dry. "Goodness, could that senior still survive standing at the core of his self-destruction at the peak of the Dao Void Realm?"

The power generated by the self-destruction is far greater than several times the cultivator's own cultivation level.

At this moment, Elder Yu Lin spoke much softer, unable to understand how such a person could be hidden in the Nine Heavens Dao Domain.

Their strength is more than one level above his.

"It's unlikely that you can kill that senior; at most, you'll be seriously injured?"

Yu Lin was about to explain when his words seemed to get stuck. His eyes widened, and he couldn't utter a single word.

The other cultivators were the same, their eyes fixed on the sky, unable to speak.

On the sky, torn apart by the self-destruction of the Divine Silence Saint Venerable, Luo Chen stood calmly amidst the chaotic air currents, his aura unchanged.

Looking at the exposed crater in the center of the continent, Luo Chen's lips moved as he murmured to himself.

"He's quite a character, isn't he?"

He never intended to spare the life of the Holy Venerable Ji; the fact that the other party chose to self-destruct was a relatively dignified way to die.

The chaotic figure stood still, without moving.

Luo Chen looked down at the remaining two hundred thousand cultivators on the continent, and these cultivators were immediately terrified and fled in panic.

That chaotic figure high in the sky, like an invincible god or demon, is deeply imprinted in the hearts of all living beings.

"Those who belong to the Pantheon should be executed!"

Although he hesitated in his heart, he wondered if killing too many living beings would affect his Daoist heart and have an impact on the future.

But when he thought that the whole thing was caused by the selfish desires of a Supreme True Saint, he felt relieved.

Cultivators from other factions may be spared.

The likes of the Pantheon have no reason to exist with such power.

With his mind at ease, a chaotic millstone burst forth from the void high above, its terrifying divine pressure impacting the consciousness of every cultivator below.

Beneath the chaotic millstone, all the cultivators of the Pantheon paused, their souls and bodies instantly annihilated, and their physical forms collapsed.