Simulated immortality allows me to calculate talent stats.

The sky is stained with blood, ink splashed everywhere, a glaring crimson.

The mournful cries of heaven and earth rose and fell, filling the hearts of all who heard them with sorrow.

Han Jing and Wei Zhi both looked up at the sky.

An unbelievable speculation arose in my mind.

Even the usually deep and unfathomable Han Jing showed a look of shock.

You were forced back to the ancestral hall by the sharpness of the Celestial Master's Sword.

Before they could even utter a word, they witnessed the strange phenomenon of the heavens being stained with blood.

The lament of heaven and earth is not unfamiliar to you.

[Previously, while in the Western Regions, I humiliated an unknown eunuch, destroying his resolve to follow the Dao.]

[Then came the devastating suppression that echoed throughout the land.]

They managed to resist by using "subordinates to overthrow superiors."

[This scene is comparable.]

[It's like the difference between the sound of dripping water and a torrential downpour.]

What exactly did the old Taoist priest do to provoke such a violent lamentation from heaven and earth?

Soon you will find out what happened.

One by one, figures fell from the heavens to the mortal realm.

[It was not a fall from a great height, but rather a collapse of status and shattering of the path beyond a sublime dimension, leading to a state of utter desolation.]

That's... an immortal!

Your pupils widened.

[Witnessing the corpses of revered immortals fall like fluttering red maple leaves.]

[It disintegrated in mid-air, its head separated from its body, its limbs severed, and its torso broken...]

The blood that stained the heavens crimson was, in fact, the blood of immortals.

Heaven and earth wept, the immortal's body dissolved, causing a series of strange phenomena.

The experiences of each immortal are enough to fill an epic chapter in history.

[Once stood at the pinnacle of an era.]

[At this moment of death, the Tao they had comprehended takes tangible form.]

[The chilling scene of the sky stained with blood is imbued with an eerie and beautiful atmosphere.]

The vibrant life force dissipated, completely rewriting the world; all things flourished, revealing their spirituality.

The first immortal's corpse fell to the ground.

[In an instant, it transformed into a secret realm, a paradise on earth.]

These are immortals of lofty status, transcending dimensions, comprehending the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, and creating their own being.

After death, life dissipates from heaven and earth, countless paths unfold in the world, and the corpse transforms into secret realms and opportunities.

Everything that was once taken has been given back to heaven and earth.

A crimson sea of ​​blood surged across the sky, revealing a hidden realm on earth, causing spatial distortion.

Countless mysteries intertwine and entangle.

[Those who are immersed in it feel their spirituality surge forth, and are plunged into a state of sudden enlightenment.]

Those who came to participate in the killing.

[Whether it's the third, fourth, fifth, or sixth realm.]

Even those of Han Jing and Wei Zhi, who have already reached the pinnacle of human status.

Everyone felt they benefited from it.

The heavens are stained with blood, the immortal's body disintegrates, and creation is bestowed upon the mortal realm.

You ignored the scene before you.

His gaze was fixed intently on the old Taoist's imposing figure.

[He finally realized that he had been proclaiming "I am the only one who matters in heaven and on earth" all day long.]

This isn't arrogance; it's true wielding the power of the Immortal Slayer.

[Buzz...]

Suddenly, the sky, stained crimson with blood, froze.

[It seemed to be rapidly lowering, oppressing the world.]

An ineffable, ethereal energy emanated from the sky, making humans, like ants gazing up at the heavens, feel utterly insignificant.

You suddenly raised your eyes.

[As if in a trance, I seemed to witness magnificent figures seated in a distant, unreachable dimension.]

[They cast their gazes towards the Celestial Master's Mansion.]

[Many of these are experiences you've had.]

Sages, Daoist Ancestors, Demonic Sect Ancestors...

You feel tense, even suffocated.

No wonder the old Taoist was determined to cut off your defying fate and withstand the calamity for you.

We respectfully pay homage to our ancestors.

[He frankly admitted that he had let down the Celestial Master's Mansion.]

It turns out he really did scare the heavens.

[He's probably wielding the Celestial Master's Sword in one hand and the Heavenly Thunder Power in the other, slaughtering his way from east to west, from south to north.]

[The vital energy manifests beyond the sublime dimension.]

[Let time stand still throughout the entire human world.]

[The minds of all beings have become stagnant, trapped in a state of insignificance and submission.]

You suddenly raised an eyebrow.

[Having discovered the rules governing the tripartite balance of power, and sensing the anomaly, he diligently returned to work.]

You tugged at the corner of your mouth.

[Using his position as the Celestial Envoy, he suppressed the rules.]

[Advising it to calm down and turning a blind eye is the rule of survival in the workplace.]

But it wouldn't listen to reason.

Like a grumpy husky, it wants to break free.

[Your authority as the Celestial Patrol Envoy only allows for slight influence, not complete control.]

[Buzz...]

The rules governing the tripartite balance of power have materialized and blanket the heavens.

[Golden radiance intertwined with crimson blood-red light.]

[You witnessed the rules of the Human Emperor, seemingly questioning an existence of a higher dimension.]

[There are strong signs that they might charge into a fight at the slightest provocation.]

[One can only sigh.]

[As expected of someone trained by the Human Emperor, they are incredibly brave.]

[Faced with the scene before you.]

Even if you regain your senses, you can't think of a way to solve this.

Because the difference is not even in the same dimension.

Looking back.

The ancestral tablets have been neatly arranged according to seniority.

You try to sense it, but find it silent and impossible to communicate.

[We're doomed, all our ancestors have run away.]

As for seeking help from the Dao Ancestor and the Demonic Sect Ancestor?

You look up at the sky.

Your "connections" are all eyeing the Celestial Master's Mansion.

Clearly, this seasoned maneuver had even alarmed these beings.

You cannot stand idly by.

A forced smile appeared on her lips.

[Politely bow towards the sky.]

【result……】

Many eyes are fixed on you.

With each additional glance, you feel your thoughts freeze a little more.

Ultimately, even self-awareness is eroding.

【fortunately……】

The hardest part of your body isn't your mouth.

It's not about the material, but about the will!

The Demonic Sect's patriarch suddenly found it quite amusing that you had withstood their high expectations.

Even the Dao Ancestor was astonished.

Even immortals would freeze in their tracks under their gaze.

You have attracted the attention of beings from beyond these higher dimensions.

The old, imposing figure suddenly seemed to be relieved of a heavy burden, breathing heavily.

Then, looking back with concern.

[When I saw your ingratiating smile, the way you were trying to curry favor with those big shots.]

[Filled with worry, I couldn't help but laugh in exasperation.]

Your smile has become somewhat numb, yet you sense that the bigwigs still haven't made a statement.

[Neither taking action nor leaving.]

Just watch quietly.

You are unaware of the passage of time; it feels like an instant, yet also like an endless expanse.

[Sizzle...]

Suddenly, golden arcs of electricity leaped before your eyes.

[You barely managed to move your gaze and saw the old Taoist priest once again wielding the power of divine punishment.]

[Trying to shield you from the pressure.]

You looked at his frail body, sensing its faint, flickering life force.

[And still, it is steadfastly protecting you.]

The ingratiating smile on your lips has faded, and your eyes are cold and piercing.

[He raised his hand and pressed down on the old Taoist's wrist.]

"Master, that's enough."

Suddenly, your eyes widened as you looked at your left hand, the one pressing down on the old Taoist's wrist.

[It felt as if I were grasping a fragile, decaying bone, as fragile as a withered branch.]