Chapter 1740: Chapter 828: Battle of the Immortal Gods!

In the void suddenly appeared a portal, towering dozens of zhang high, standing between heaven and earth, with an extremely terrifying pressure, while Immortal Spirit Qi also scattered over the Human World.

The Great Calamity... has arrived!

Chen Yuan’s eyes focused, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice:

"All Yang Gods stay in the Capital, protect the citizens of the Capital, all Immortals... follow me into battle!"

The mighty thunder rolled, an astonishing surge of qi traversed the void, Chen Yuan stepped out one step at a time, each step like a thunderclap, his momentum climbing steadily.

Even Immortals must fight!

"Hahaha... I’m coming!" The old Heavenly Master transformed from initial unease to acceptance in a fleeting moment, ready to embrace it all.

If it cannot be avoided, if one cannot escape, then let there be a battle!

"Amitabha!"

Moluo’s body was enveloped in a great golden light, his expression stern, strands of black qi gradually fused with the gold, in a moment, his entire demeanor changed dramatically, seen at a glance, somewhat eerie.

Old Ancestor Su Ming sighed lightly, he truly did not want to oppose the legendary Immortal Domain, but having come this far, what else could he do? Instantly, Demonic Qi surged into the sky, taking a position in the fray.

Ye Xiangnan’s body was surrounded by rules, like a sudden flash of a thunderbolt, rumbling non-stop, standing with hands behind his back in the void.

Lu Chengfeng’s gaze slightly tightened, Five Elements Rules merged into the heavens and earth, taking a step forward, his aura majestic, traversing heaven and earth, in his hand, suddenly appeared a spinning purple-gold gourd. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Counting Chen Yuan, there were already six Immortals gathered here, representing all the Immortals in the Central Divine Continent, the strongest forces converged at this place.

In the span of nearly a thousand years, only the battle against demons five hundred years ago could rival this in numbers, yet in terms of quality, still somewhat lacking.

The six Immortals each occupied a position, firmly encircling the Immortal Sect, preparing to battle the Immortals appearing within, their expressions extremely solemn.

The sudden change also shocked all the strong within Divine Capital City, they were stunned by the portal forming between heavens and earth, as well as the appearance of so many Immortals.

What kind of great enemy, could warrant such a gathering?!

Jiang He, his expression solemn, turned his gaze to Ling Xu Daoist, transmitting:

"Ling Xu Daoist, lend me the Slaughter Immortal Sword!"

Ling Xu furrowed his brow slightly, having already guessed Jiang He’s purpose in borrowing the sword, after a moment’s silence:

"Very well."

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In the void, the power emanating from the opened Immortal Sect grew heavier, streams of Immortal light spread, many figures appeared within the portal, faintly visible, upon closer inspection, there were more than ten!

"King Yan... Chen Yuan?"

A faint voice came from within the portal, in the next moment, nine figures turned into streams of light, directly escaping, their forms varied, from an old man with a hunched back, to an indifferent scholar, to a sallow-faced old woman, and even a child half the size of a person.

But without exception, all of them were Sixth Realm Immortals.

The leader was a young man dressed in azure robes, carrying a long sword, his aura astonishing, having reached the level of an Earth Immortal, his entire being exuded terrifying Sharp Energy.

"You must be Chen Yuan?"

The young man gazed directly at the black-clad man holding a long spear, his eyes calm, without contempt, nor solemnity, as if Chen Yuan was just an ordinary existence.

"And who might you be?"

"I am Situ Ming of Absolute Sword Valley!"

"Situ Ming!"

Lu Chengfeng’s eyes suddenly tightened, quickly transmitting to Chen Yuan, during the chaotic years a thousand years ago, Absolute Sword Valley was one of the top forces of its time.

And Situ Ming was known by another name.

Sword God, Situ Ming!

"An existence from a thousand years ago, it seems they reside within the Immortal Domain." Chen Yuan’s eyes showed some change, aligning with his previous speculations, the Immortals within the Immortal Domain were also those who had ascended from the Human World.

"Old man, of the Hongnong Yang clan, Yang Yusheng."

"Old woman, of Myriad Miao Palace, Dao Miao."

"I, of Three Mountains Sect, Zhao Yue!"

"I am...."

Those who revealed their forms reported their affiliations without expression, seemingly mechanical, having already seen through all worldly matters, and their origins shared a common trait.

All were existences from a thousand years ago, their so-called forces long since perished, the ten Immortal Sects today almost all owed parts of their heritage to these forces’ remnants.

"I thought you would act immediately."

Chen Yuan grasped the God Slaying Spear, his expression unchanged.

Situ Ming’s gaze lingered on the God Slaying Spear for a moment, his eyes finally showing some change, as if recalling the earth-shattering battle of a thousand years ago, his gaze slightly deepened.

The other Immortals were the same.

"What, do you think you can rival the Immortal Domain?"

"Hehehe...."

"I have received the Immortal Venerable’s sacred command, to guide you into the Immortal Domain for eternal life."

"But I have just killed Sima Yuande."

"The dead are not worthy of concern, I am here for you alone."

"I truly feel honored."

"Entering the Immortal Domain grants eternal life, should you not, you will fall, choose one." Situ Ming seemed unwilling to speak more with Chen Yuan, constrained only by Immortal Venerable’s sacred command.

Were it not for this, he would have acted upon revealing himself, because....Sima Yuande had originally acted upon his instructions, considered one of his faction’s Immortals.

"What big words."

Chen Yuan snorted coldly.

"So, you choose to fall, in that case... stay forever in the Human World." Situ Ming’s momentum abruptly shifted, like an unsheathed sharp sword aiming to pierce the sky.