Chapter 139: The Heavenly Martial Realm on the Brink of Destruction

Behind him stood countless monks, each wearing a different expression.

“Heh. I had intended to give it my all. But the other side is actually even more terrifying than a True Immortal...”

Changsun Chengluo offered a bitter smile.

He gripped a sword tightly in his hand, yet in the end, he had no choice but to lower it again.

So what if he was the supreme master of the Sword Dao?

So what if he had never bowed or yielded throughout his life?

Was he not still forced to wait here for fate’s judgment?

Their realms were simply too far apart. There was nothing any of them could do!

“This newcomer seems even more powerful than the True Immortal who appeared earlier!”

Within the Extreme Path Sacred Land, Holy Lord Lingji held the sacred land’s quasi-immortal weapon.

Despair filled his lips.

“We have never even heard of a realm above the True Immortal realm, yet now we are being forced to stand against someone from that realm! What could we possibly use to contend with him...?”

Holy Lord Ziyang was likewise overcome with despair.

He turned toward the Southern Ridge Mountains.

Toward Zhu Xiaoyuan’s little mountain village.

“When the boundary was crossed earlier, someone intervened to stop them. It seems that person must have been Senior Zhu. But even Senior Zhu has already failed. We probably have even less of a chance...”

Even their final hope had vanished.

Only grim determination remained in Ziyang’s eyes.

...

Within the little mountain village, disasters raged everywhere.

Yet this place seemed to be the sole pure land amid the catastrophe.

No disaster had touched the village.

Everything remained utterly peaceful.

At this moment, Ming Yexin stared at the sky above Southern Yi.

He nearly ground his teeth to pieces.

“The Soul-Seeking Sect!”

“Damn them.”

Ming Yexin steeled himself.

“Demon Marshal Qiya must hurry here. I cannot hold out for long. But as long as I remain here, I absolutely will not allow anything to happen to Lord Demon!”

Ming Yexin took a step forward, his heart filled with grim resolve.

At that very moment, the situation in Southern Yi suddenly changed once again!

Another terrifying aura appeared in the sky.

Within the rift high above, another figure emerged.

It was someone from the Immortal Realm.

Moreover, this person possessed an aura just as powerful as that of the one who had appeared before.

Ming Yexin withdrew the foot he had been about to step forward.

His entire body came to a halt.

What was he supposed to do now?

If there had been only one person, he would have been absolutely certain of killing the opponent.

But now there were two!

Both were Profound Immortals. Against the two of them, he had virtually no chance of victory.

Yet the Demon Lord was here. Ming Yexin clenched his teeth. No matter what happened, he could not allow anything to happen to His Excellency the Demon Lord!

Just as Ming Yexin was about to set out once more, another figure appeared in the sky.

Another person at the Profound Immortal level!

This time, Ming Yexin no longer dared to take another step.

There were three of them now. How was he supposed to fight them?

If he went out there, he would only be beaten without the slightest chance of resistance.

Wouldn’t going out now simply be throwing his life away?

Before Ming Yexin could react, a steady stream of figures began emerging from the rift in the boundary.

His face turned ashen as he counted them one by one.

He kept counting until there were ten.

Ten people!

At that moment, ten figures stood in perfect formation above Southern Yi, each one having crossed over from another world.

Every one of them radiated an utterly terrifying aura. All ten were Profound Immortals!

Ten Profound Immortals!

Throughout the entire history of the Heavenly Martial Realm, the words “Profound Immortal” had never appeared even once!

Now, with these ten standing together, the auras emanating from them were like vast rivers, seas, and lakes, weighing down upon everyone.

The Heavenly Martial Realm itself seemed unable to endure them.

Everyone—cultivators and mortals, quasi-immortals and Qi Refiners alike—felt as though they had suddenly been placed upon the same level.

Together, they fell to their knees.

No one dared raise their head beneath such terrifying pressure!

The ten figures suspended above Southern Yi were like ten towering mountains.

They filled every soul with terror.

Grandmaster Kongling knelt rigidly on the ground, and his red kasaya instantly split apart into tattered strips of cloth.

The iron sword in Changsun Chengluo’s hand shattered directly into two pieces, and he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Within the Extreme Path Sacred Land, Lingji and Ziyang supported each other, unwilling to kneel even in the slightest.

But in the next instant, their legs could no longer withstand the tremendous pressure and snapped beneath them.

Everyone submitted beneath the feet of the Profound Immortals.

No one and nothing escaped!

...

Ming Yexin was still near the little mountain village in the Southern Ridge Mountains.

He stared at what was happening before him in stunned disbelief.

Even his entire body trembled uncontrollably.

His face was filled with bitterness.

These were ten Profound Immortals. What level was he at now?

There was simply no way he could contend with ten people at once.

“Why must you do this to me? I endured for three whole centuries and finally waited for the Demon Lord to emerge! Are you truly going to let him fall into the hands of the Soul-Seeking Sect now? How could I possibly accept that!”

Ming Yexin clenched his teeth.

High in the air, the ten figures looked down coldly, surveying the entire Heavenly Martial Realm.

“They are nothing but ants, yet they dare shelter demonic cultivators. Not only that, they even dared obstruct our descent into this lower realm... Heh.”

One of them spoke, his face filled with fury.

“Punish them!”

“Within a thousand years, this realm shall become a realm of the dead.”

“Not a single living creature may remain!”

Another figure swept out a sleeve.

“This realm must be destroyed!”

The words had barely fallen when countless auras in the air converged, transforming in an instant into a swirling hurricane.

As if alive, the hurricane charged madly toward all living beings in the Heavenly Martial Realm.

“Heh. This is the perfect opportunity to see exactly where that demonic cultivator is hiding.”

As the masses trembled in terror, the Profound Immortals merely sneered coldly.

The hurricane swept directly toward Southern Yi.

It intended to destroy the entire region!

Everyone lay prostrate upon the ground.

Faced with death, they were unable even to rise. All they could do was utter miserable cries and offer silent prayers.

But before these Profound Immortals, none of it meant anything.

In the end, they would still have to face death.

The apocalypse was upon them!

...

Within the little mountain village, in the Sole Leisure Courtyard, all of Zhu Xiaoyuan’s disciples changed expression at the same time.

Every one of them could feel the murderous intent continually descending from the sky.

“My God! Ten Profound Immortals have appeared! I’m afraid our Heavenly Martial Realm is on the brink of destruction!”

An Yue’er whispered.

“It’s all right. Senior Zhu is still here. As long as Senior Zhu remains, we will certainly be safe. Don’t worry...”

Leng Qianxue softly comforted An Yue’er beside her.

In truth, she herself could hardly believe it.

Ruofeng was already an immortal, yet even he had no way to face the ten figures in the sky. How could anyone else possibly resist them?

“Brother, I’m scared. Xinjing is really scared...”

Xinjing threw her arms around Zhu Xiaoyuan’s arm, clutching it tightly against her chest.

She hoped that doing so would help her feel safe.

She was drenched in sweat, unbearably tense.

The Heavenly Martial Realm was on the verge of destruction, and her own identity was hanging by a thread!