I became a god through frontier slaughter, and I crushed the academy's prodigies!

"By then, there will be no more cultivators in this world!"

Inside the main hall of the Tianji Pavilion, there was a deathly silence.

The air seemed to freeze at that moment.

Everyone's breath caught in their throats for a moment.

These are the holy masters and sect leaders who are usually high above others and can decide the life and death of countless people with a single word.

At this moment, his face was as pale as a sheet of paper.

Five hundred years?

For ordinary people, five hundred years may be a long period of dozens of generations.

But for these powerful beings who often seclude themselves for thousands of years and have long lifespans...

Five hundred years is but a blink of an eye!

The Holy Lord of the Boundless Holy Land actually slumped back into his armchair.

His usually sharp eyes were now filled with deep fear.

"Sect Master, you...you must be joking, right?"

The Master of Tianji Pavilion shook his head bitterly.

"I've burned through three thousand years of my lifespan; would I joke about something like this?"

"The source of spiritual energy of the ancestral star is like a leaky sieve."

"Irreversible and irreparable."

These words struck like a heavy hammer blow to everyone's hearts.

A sense of despair instantly filled the hall.

Without spiritual energy, their prized techniques, supernatural powers, and even magical treasures capable of moving mountains and filling seas will all become nothing more than scrap metal.

Those disciples who rely on spiritual energy to maintain their appearance and lifespan will age rapidly and may even die suddenly.

The human race's cultivation civilization is about to face a complete break and collapse!

Just then.

The heavy bronze doors of the main hall, which were tightly closed, were pushed open from the outside.

"Bang!"

The door slammed against the wall with a dull thud.

Accompanied by an extremely violent surge of blood energy, a figure as tall as an iron tower strode into the hall.

He is the current sect leader of the Great Wilderness Sect.

He was covered in sweat, and his rugged face was also filled with deep anxiety.

Everyone in the hall was slightly taken aback when they saw the newcomer.

"Your Great Wilderness Sect cultivates the physical body and doesn't rely much on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth."

"Now that this great calamity of spiritual depletion has arrived, you can stay out of it and protect yourselves."

Upon hearing this, the other sect leaders also had a complex look in their eyes.

The Great Wilderness Sect focuses on body refinement. In an era rich in spiritual energy, although they possess formidable combat power, their methods are ultimately not as versatile as those of magic cultivators.

But now the order of things has changed dramatically.

The body-refining lineage, which doesn't need to absorb spiritual energy, has ironically become the least disadvantaged party.

How can these powerful cultivators of the Dharma find peace of mind?

However, the current sect leader of the Great Wilderness Sect did not get angry and refute these words as usual.

He sighed, strode to the long table, and slammed his fist heavily on it.

"Bullshit!"

"Do you really think our Great Wilderness Sect can escape this calamity?"

His eyes, as big as copper bells, stared at the Supreme Lord Wuji, his voice like muffled thunder.

"I'm here today to tell you that the Great Wilderness Sect is also on the verge of collapse!"

These words were spoken.

The entire audience was once again stunned.

The Master of Tianji Pavilion raised his cloudy eyes.

"Could it be that the depletion of spiritual energy is also affecting your blood and qi?"

The Great Wilderness Sect Master wiped the sweat from his face and said through gritted teeth, "The impact is enormous!"

"Do you really think that the physical bodies of us Great Wilderness Sect disciples are grown up on air?"

"Our body tempering requires a massive amount of qi and blood."

"And where does this vital energy and blood come from?"

"From those aged medicinal herbs! From the flesh and blood of those high-level exotic beasts!"

He became more and more excited as he spoke, his voice echoing throughout the hall.

"Now that the spiritual energy is beginning to decline, many of those natural plants have withered and died."

"Without the spiritual plants, how long can those demonic beasts that rely on them for survival live?"

"Once the monsters run out of food, they will either starve to death or fight each other, and will eventually become extinct!"

The words of the Great Wilderness Sect Master were like a bucket of ice water, completely extinguishing the last glimmer of hope in everyone's hearts.

The main hall was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Spiritual energy is the foundation.

If the foundation collapses, the towering building on top will be completely destroyed.

Even those alien races couldn't escape it, let alone the human race?

If the previous crisis was merely a matter of legal reform...

So now, it is a catastrophe for the entire human star field!

"Then... what should we do?"

"Are we just going to stand by and watch humanity's millions of years of history end in our hands?"

No one answered him.

All the sect leaders and holy masters, the group of people who usually strategize and plan, lowered their heads at this moment.

Faced with such a decline at the level of the Heavenly Dao, their strategies and strength were powerless.

This is a dead end that cannot be reversed by human effort.

The sect leader of the Great Wilderness Sect, panting heavily, looked around at the listless faces of the people in the surrounding area.

"It's too early to be mourning now!"

He spoke in a calm voice, enunciating each word clearly.

"This kind of catastrophe, which concerns the survival of the entire human race, is beyond the ability of our group to solve."

"We don't have the ability or the right to shoulder this burden."

The Supreme Lord of Limitless suddenly raised his head.

"you mean……"

The Master of Tianji Pavilion took a deep breath, a resolute glint flashing in his turbid eyes.

"He means that we must ask those officials to come out."

Everyone in the hall was startled.

Twelve Martial Emperors!

That is the strongest foundation that humanity has built up through countless battles since ancient times.

These are the twelve pillars that support humanity at the top of the starry sky!

Especially that powerful figure who came from the Great Wilderness Sect, who used his physical body to confront the Heavenly Dao, and was revered as "Azure Heaven".

As long as they are still here.

The sky over humanity has not yet completely collapsed.

"Yes! Yes! Please summon the Twelve Martial Emperors from seclusion!"

The Supreme Lord of Limitless Saints suddenly stood up, and hope rekindled in his eyes.

"The twelve great masters possessed skills comparable to those of creation, and their abilities reached the heavens."

"They will definitely find a way to resolve this catastrophe!"

The sect leader of the Purple Cloud Immortal Sect nodded repeatedly.

"At times like these, only they can show humanity a way to survive."

The Master of Tianji Pavilion leaned on his cane and slowly stood up.

Although he was old and frail, his aura suddenly surged.

"Since no one has any objections."

"Then I will immediately send a top-secret talisman to the dojos of the twelve Martial Emperors with the highest ceremony of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion."

"With the great calamity looming, all sects of the human race must put aside all grudges and resentments."

"Whatever strategy the twelve officials devise, even if it means sending us to our deaths, we must obey unconditionally!"

The voice of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion Master was powerful and resolute, carrying an unquestionable determination.

Everyone clasped their hands in greeting.

"I will obey your command, Master!"

Even the most hot-tempered sect leader of the Great Wilderness Sect bowed respectfully at this moment.

When it comes to the survival of the race, no one dares to have even the slightest selfish thought.

The atmosphere inside the hall shifted from despair to a chilling sense of desperation and resignation.