Dual Transmigration: Cultivating Immortality in the Primordial World, Taking on the Desolate Heavenl

Right next to his heart was the Tai Chi jade talisman he had carved himself.

An intense, burning pain beyond its limits is erupting!

The interdimensional space Dao patterns engraved inside the jade talisman are emitting an extremely mournful tearing sound!

A cross-border distress signal.

Gu Changqing's eyes instantly turned icy.

He left behind the chive field he painstakingly cultivated in the lower realm of the Perfect World, the future peerless sword.

Someone flipped the table.

The world collapsed.

Dimensional reversal.

now.

a perfect world.

Above the heavens of the eight lower realms.

Gone is the azure and peaceful blue of the past; in its place lies a crimson and devastation, like an apocalyptic hell.

This is not a natural fluctuation of the law.

Instead, the entire void barrier of the Great Wilderness was torn apart irrationally from the farthest reaches of the heavens and earth by three terrifying, pitch-black giant hands spanning hundreds of millions of miles!

A colossal and menacing chaotic rift stretched across the very center of the sky above the eight domains.

Deep within the crack, lightning poured down like a reversed waterfall of blood.

Three majestic figures, radiating timeless power and capable of causing the entire lower realm's will to kneel and tremble, slowly descended from the shattered abyss.

They are the absolute leaders of the major longevity sects and immortal lineages in the upper realm.

The Realm of Emptiness.

A cult leader-level, eternally powerful figure!

In the years since Gu Changqing left the mortal realm.

As Shi Hao gradually grew stronger, he not only transformed into the Great Wilderness Tyrant, but also completely ravaged the entire Lower Realm Eight Domains.

Those deeply entrenched upper-realm lineages and immortal families that have been sucking the marrow from the bones of all beings in the lower realm have established their branches in the lower realm.

It was uprooted by Shi Hao with extreme precision and cruelty.

The Great Wilderness Dao Foundation was completely destroyed, severing the channels for transferring benefits.

This blatant provocation finally drove those powerful figures, who sat high above the heavens and viewed the mortal realm as a pigsty for pigs and dogs, completely insane.

This time, it wasn't some fragmented projection of a spirit with incomplete power at all.

Instead, it was three powerful sect leaders who were willing to risk the terrifying backlash from the broken laws of the lower realm, even at the cost of temporarily lowering their own cultivation levels.

They also force their true form to cross over to the mortal realm!

He wanted to personally take action to completely and physically erase that rebellious junior who had repeatedly challenged the majesty of the upper realm and had a heretical divine bone in his chest, along with all the causes and effects behind him.

"Set up the formation."

The cult leader in the center, with his withered face and eyes as deep as an abyss, didn't waste any words.

His cane suddenly plunged into the void.

"Sever the connection between Heaven and Earth!"

The three leaders simultaneously formed hand seals.

A blood-red array, covering an area of ​​100,000 li and severing all life and causal connections, slammed down!

The target was Shicun, located deep within the wilderness.

Disaster struck without any warning.

The original site of Stone Village, where Gu Changqing once casually planted a root of immortality, has now been transformed into a blessed land.

The moment the three patriarchs' grand formation descended.

All the protective array patterns were like thin window paper, shattering inch by inch before the power of the heavenly tribulation.

The mountains and spiritual veins within a radius of a hundred miles collapsed with a roar, crushed by terrifying laws into a bottomless, ruined sinkhole.

The old village chief Shi Yunfeng and others, being mortals, couldn't even stand up under the pressure of this dimension.

Even with the faint remnants of their spiritual roots protecting them, they still coughed up mouthfuls of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, collapsing in the ruins and mud, their fate unknown.

At the very front of the ruins.

On a patch of scorched earth.

A child, who was rather thin and looked no more than two and a half years old, was standing there firmly.

Shi Hao.

There wasn't a single patch of intact skin on his entire body.

His once crystalline, golden flesh was now torn and ripped open, revealing terrifying, bone-revealing wounds that crisscrossed the area. Blood streamed wildly down his face and arms, cascading onto the parched, barren soil of the desolate wilderness.

Even more shocking was the Xuanhuang divine bone on his chest, which once exuded a chaotic and profound aura.

After enduring three destructive law-based crushing blows from the true form of the cult leader.

It was covered with a dense network of terrifying, teeth-grinding cracks!

The gap is too big.

No matter how exceptionally talented Shi Hao was, no matter how much he broke through the 120,000-jin Eternal Limit in the Blood Transformation Realm, no matter how much the Xuanhuang Divine Bone granted him the divine and demonic physique to fight across realms.

But what he faced were three Upper Realm True Gods who had forcibly descended from the Void Dao Realm and, despite the suppression of heaven and earth, still retained the peak combat power of the Heavenly God Realm!

The logic is completely deadlocked.

Faced with an absolute chasm between realms, the brute force of the ultimate realm might give him a chance to perish together with others.

In a one-on-one fight, Shi Hao, even at the cost of shattering his Xuanhuang Bone, could easily defeat one of the sect leaders.

However, at the same time, they faced three powerful old monsters at the peak of the Celestial Realm who cooperated perfectly and blocked all escape routes.

Aside from being subjected to slow slicing and torture, there was absolutely no way to survive!

"Bang!"

Above the sky, the cult leader on the left casually struck down a thunderous magic seal.

Like a fly swatter, it slapped hard on Shi Hao's back.

Shi Hao crashed heavily into the deep pit beneath his feet, like a kite with a broken string.

The sound of bones breaking was exceptionally jarring in the deathly silence of the wilderness.

however.

The mud and rocks in the ruins churned up.

That small figure, covered in blood, struggled with extreme difficulty, yet stubbornly climbed out of the pit once more.

He did not cry out.

They didn't even call upon that ethereal god.

Those dark eyes burned with an extreme madness and wildness unique to the Desolate Emperor, a madness that even the Nine Heavens Sect Master felt a chill run down his spine.

He staggered and stood in front of Shi Yunfeng and the others.

The two-and-a-half-year-old child vomited a large mouthful of dark red blood foam mixed with fragments of internal organs.

He stared intently at the three majestic divine figures in the sky.

"You dare to touch my village."

His voice was extremely hoarse, carrying the most primal and reckless despair of a child from the lower class protecting their home.

"I'll kill your whole family."

There are no profound cultivation terms, only the crudest and purest ruthlessness.

"You mere ant, daring to defy the heavens. I will strip away your strange bones and blood on the spot to replenish my Dao foundation."

The withered cult leader in the center let out an extremely cold and contemptuous sigh.

A massive, blood-red hand, stretching ten thousand feet, carrying the laws of refining all things, descended without any frills towards Shi Hao's head!

This attack was unavoidable.

As Shi Hao resisted the oppressive force, his arm bones shattered inch by inch, hanging limply at his sides.

He knew he had reached his limit.

But there was no sign of retreat in his eyes, only an even colder killing intent.

He slowly lowered his head.

He forcefully used his bloodshot chin to press against the Tai Chi jade talisman that he always kept close to his chest.

The last bit of strength burst forth.

He pressed his chin down hard.

"Click."

The crisp sound of jade shattering was so faint that it was almost inaudible within the seal of the Heaven and Earth Gate.

But Shi Hao's tearing roar, which seemed to pierce through the dimensional barrier between the two worlds, resounded decisively in this dead land!

"Disciple Shi Hao."

"Please, Venerable Daoist..."

"Dimensional reduction!"