Demon Slaying, Gaining 60 Years of Cultivation From the Start-Chapter 1649 - 443: Splendor Reemerges, Dominating the World

Chapter 1649 -443: Splendor Reemerges, Dominating the World

The master of the Heavenly Court, Pei Yi, who had fused the essence of infinite realms, died so simply—so absurdly simple that all present felt a tsunami of shock surge in their hearts. Mere “astonishment” could hardly describe it.

As for the one who could accomplish this feat, effortlessly obliterating Pei Yi, no one could fathom just how powerful Gu Chen had become.

There was only one thought unified in the minds of all present.

It comprised four words—Unimaginable!

Yes, only these four words could offer even the slightest approximation of the awe surrounding Gu Chen’s strength in this moment.

“He’s… just dead?” Bi Yu and Wu Tian stood with mouths agape, wanting to say something but ultimately rendered speechless.

Gu Qingyan and the Summer Emperor were both deeply shaken, having thought that Gu Chen’s resurrection would inevitably lead to an epic clash with Pei Yi, a battle to determine the victor. But they had never imagined the conclusion would come like this.

In that moment, the cultivators on the Heavenly Court’s side were all trembling uncontrollably, unable to quell the fear overtaking them. Both mind and body were besieged by an indescribable oppression—even the five Supreme Realm experts were not spared.

Particularly Qi Ling. His body shook the most violently, for among the Heavenly Court’s Supreme Realm cultivators, he had been the most brazen and arrogant up to this point. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

“O Great Master of the Imperial Court, all I have done was out of desperation, I swear…” Qi Ling began, forcing himself to speak, attempting to plead for Gu Chen’s forgiveness.

But the next instant, he discovered his body had solidified—or rather, had petrified. His mouth ceased to move, and even his eyes could no longer shift.

The four Supreme Realm cultivators kneeling beside Qi Ling saw clearly. His body was now riddled with countless fractures, just like Pei Yi moments ago.

At this moment, Qi Ling too realized what was happening. His face contorted with anguish, as he tried desperately to speak, but it was all in vain.

In the very next blink, his figure shattered into pieces, utterly disintegrating, scattering into countless motes of dust.

Witnessing this scene, the Heavenly Court’s cultivators grew even more terrified, especially the remaining four Supreme Realm experts, who began to plead—uttering trembling cries of, “Spare us, O Master of the Imperial Court!”

Gu Chen remained silent. He simply stood calmly, devoid of the slightest ripple in his aura, emanating as if he were nothing more than an ordinary man. Yet not a single soul in the room dared to show him disdain.

But Gu Chen’s silence only deepened their fear. In that moment, a sudden deafening explosion reverberated through the universe, accompanied by an endless blood-red spectacle.

The heavens wept, the earth grieved. Crimson lightning flashed wildly—an omen triggered naturally by Pei Yi’s demise, causing the Source of the Heavenly Dao to react.

Seeing this vision, Gu Chen furrowed his brows slightly. He raised his hand, and with a flick of his sleeve, all the blood-red phenomena vanished instantly.

Even the Source of the Heavenly Dao itself was suppressed entirely, ceasing to manifest and dissipating into nothingness.

Such an act transcended even the term “omniscience and omnipotence.” The Heavenly Court’s remaining four Supreme Realm masters trembled, and soon, two of them followed in the footsteps of Pei Yi and Qi Ling.

Furthermore, among the forces of the Primordial Realm, Inquiry Realm, and the Heavenly Court’s army of 100,000 celestial soldiers and generals, many cultivators met similar fates.

By the end of it, nearly half of the Heavenly Court’s forces had vanished, leaving only two Supreme Realm cultivators alive.

Just as these survivors trembled, certain of their impending doom, they discovered that the Master of the Imperial Court, Gu Chen, and the others—Gu Qingyan, Bi Yu, Wu Tian, and the Summer Emperor—had all disappeared.

In that instant, every remaining cultivator exhaled heavily, realizing their robes had been completely drenched in cold sweat.

Even the two surviving Supreme Realm cultivators collapsed directly onto the starry expanse beneath, their hearts filled with lingering dread.

Elsewhere, Gu Chen had taken Gu Qingyan, Bi Yu, Wu Tian, and the Summer Emperor to an ancient, rustic world he created effortlessly.

“Big Brother, you…” Gu Qingyan couldn’t help but speak, her red-rimmed eyes betraying lingering emotion now that the surroundings were void of outsiders.

Bi Yu, Wu Tian, and the Summer Emperor all stared unblinkingly at Gu Chen, eager to know what had transpired over the last ten thousand years to this sovereign of the Imperial Court.

Gu Chen glanced at them briefly before his gaze finally fell upon Gu Qingyan. In a gentle voice, he said, “You’ve suffered during this time.”

Hearing those words, the slight calm Gu Qingyan had regained immediately gave way to swelling emotion once more, tears slipping down her beautiful eyes.

“My Lady…” Seeing this, Bi Yu couldn’t hold back, uttering a soft exclamation.

Gu Chen cast him a sidelong glance, instantly penetrating every thought hidden in Bi Yu’s heart.

Looking at his sister, he spoke tenderly, “In my absence, you did remarkably well. Now that I’ve returned, everything will be fine again.”

“Mm!” Gu Qingyan nodded vigorously, tears streaming down her flawless face.

“The final battle is upon us,” Gu Chen remarked as his gaze shifted, seeming to pierce through all barriers, perceiving faint strands of chilling energy emanating from across the cosmos.

Since the last Era War ended, he had closed himself off for eighteen thousand years, followed by another ten thousand years of extinction. Now, only two thousand years remained until the predicted deadline he had deduced long ago.

At the same time, Gu Chen had already noticed that the boundary between the yin and yang sides of the cosmos had grown thin to its limit. It would not be long before it shattered.

Then, the union of the yin and yang universes would commence, sparking the ultimate battle of destiny.

“Thankfully, two thousand years is sufficient time,” Gu Chen murmured softly.

Hearing this, Gu Qingyan and the others remained silent. After this battle, the Upper Realm had suffered immense losses. Facing the complete fusion of the yin and yang universes, anyone else would feel utterly devoid of hope.

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