Chapter 1212 - 293: Turmoil! The World’s Prayers!

Chapter 1212: Chapter 293: Turmoil! The World’s Prayers!

With one step forward, the irrational sides had fiercely collided, and the dense strikes stirred the surrounding space, causing the entire whirlpool to spin into chaos.

Bang bang bang bang!

Tribulation Qi echoed, Karmic Fire burned, the world trembled, as two terrifying figures mutually verified the Great Dao.

They engaged in Tao Discussion through combat.

In the instant of inhaling the calamity, the Immortal Vein Immortal Venerate could no longer retreat; if he didn’t break the cocoon to become a butterfly, he would be blown apart by Tribulation Qi.

Moreover, he didn’t wish to retreat; it was his only chance after being locked away for fifteen million years!

This was a path with no return, and if there was another person to walk this doomed road together, supporting each other, it would greatly benefit both.

At this moment, the two sides were not opponents but comrades.

Every impact of Tribulation Qi, every application of Karmic Force, every condensation, diffusion, and contraction enhanced their perception and accelerated their progress.

The Immortal Vein Immortal Venerate was practically a genuine monster; after his revival, he had only one life left. He couldn’t afford to die now.

Relying forcefully on himself to constantly break through, trying to complete the entire path.

"Who will win?"

"I don’t know."

"This era is insane!"

"No, this is the future as it should be, a true future."

"The era isn’t running wild; rather, it’s returning to the right track from the grip of external forces!"

The Immortal Realm and the Netherworld, everyone gazed skyward, sensing the upheaval.

The terrifying pressure surrounded the ends of everyone, as two dreadful Divine Beings competed, proving the Dao.

They were witnessing history. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

The End of the Dharma Immortal Venerate clenched his fists tightly, his expression betraying both tension and longing, his heart a mix of feelings, "The End of the Dharma, the End of the Dharma, it should have been mine..."

He was the first to cultivate this path.

...

Xirong Manor.

Even though far removed from the Immortal Realm, the entire Spatial Tomb World was being displaced by a giant whirlpool.

"Manor Master, so cool!" All the blacksmiths in this vast online world stared dumbfounded at the sky.

Through the membrane of the world, they seemed to see the center of the starry universe, a dazzling black light.

A giant figure darker than darkness, more evil than anything evil, stood in the Star Sea, floating on the future.

That was the Celestial Phenomenon.

"Everyone, we’ve got to work harder!"

"Brothers, work overtime, work overtime; we need a million Heaven’s Chosen to transform into Water Army, to spread to each region and worship Xi Rong!"

"Doomsday Cult! Doomsday Cult! Doomsday Cult!"

"Only those who believe in Xi Rong can survive the apocalypse!"

The blacksmiths were exceptionally excited, their blood boiling, "We can’t stop either, fight side by side! Support the Manor Master in proving the Dao!"

...

At the edge of the whirlpool in the Star River.

A certain world bubble being pulled by the rotation’s gravity.

On the membrane of the world, a painter showed a deep smile while painting.

While his painting couldn’t depict the forms of those two massive giants, the blank figures left on his scroll radiated with vivid otherworldly imagery.

He raised his head towards Jiu Shui on the other side of the Time Ancient Tomb and spoke, "Have they discovered prehistoric?"

"Almost." Jiu Shui said indifferently, "Couldn’t suppress it; if not for those traitors in the Netherworld sealing themselves, I couldn’t keep the news locked."

The painter smiled faintly, "It’s enough."

All he needed was a disturbance, a gigantic era’s wild rush.

The future is the future because it holds limitless possibilities.

And now the unexpected made him quite satisfied, having blasted out Xirong Manor Master’s trump card.

The depths of Xirong Manor Master’s calculations were beyond his expectations, plotting for a long time with the Immortal Venerate of Tribulation, and leveraging the era’s stage crafted by him as a painter to prove the Dao.

This far exceeded his anticipations.

The world had become interesting.

Such variables are what’s needed; not afraid of your ambitions, your strong strategies, just afraid of your mediocrity and rigid conventions.

The painter’s mouth curled up into a deep smile, for this was everything he anticipated and dreamed of.

"The past is already determined, the future holds infinite possibilities."

Among countless swirling seven-color nebulae, the painter extended his arms wide, looking at the magnificent world of All Heavens and Myriad Realms. His shoulders seemed to bear the entire galaxy, his embrace was akin to hugging the battling of those two colossal Giant Gods.

"Our era begins now."

...

...

Boom!!

In the Nine-State world.

Everyone felt the world’s barrier shaking, rippling circles of fine ripples.

The world was also drawn into an invisible vortex.

It was as if some giant peerless storm was sweeping through All Heavens and Myriad Realms, with the world like ordinary and insignificant pebbles, stirring in a blender.

Their Nine-State world, and the neighboring Celestial Destiny World, too were trapped in this giant whirlpool, unable to break free, only able to pray.

"What kind of mighty power is that?"

"The Immortal Venerates, no, they’ve already stepped into transcending the power of the Immortal Venerate."

Every sect in Nine-State, each young powerhouse in the Self-Transformation Realm looked at the sky, the combat was exaggerated beyond the bounds of imagination.

Unimaginable, astonishing.

Such terrifying mighty power, the Tao Rhyme it contained, just trying to glimpse from afar made one dizzy, even explode on the spot, perish, and transform into Embers.

"Do you think, we Nine-State cultivators have the hope of becoming the Celestial Soldiers among them?"

"Should be, not even qualifying to enter the lowest tier; after all, our predecessors who ascended did so too recently, except Emperor Jiushui, but truly became Immortal Venerate?"

They murmured, somewhat dubious, though they wouldn’t question Emperor Jiushui’s strength, was the speed of growth excessive?

It was said Human Immortal was a surface-level entity, descending to destroy all life within a sector.

Celestial Immortal could focus on breaking the earth’s core, shaking to death everyone on the planet.

The strongest amongst True Immortals could gently blow away the atmosphere of a world, making it fragile as a soap bubble.

But what level of combat are we witnessing now?

Suddenly, from the clouds above, came the heavy sound of shouting.

"Xi Rong! Xi Rong!"

"Worship Xi Rong to get a ticket to the New Era!"

"Worship Xi Rong to reduce the Three Calamities and Seven Tribulations!"

"It’s the Xirong Manor Master fighting!!"

From the city of Ximen in Xinyi Continent, Sword Fairy and Dizzy, the two managers, frantically mobilized the massive Xi Rong power. As countless messages arrived, all panicked cultivators and commoners seemed to find their backbone.

What?

Is it Xirong Manor Master?

Disciples from Doukou Continent, Xinyi Continent, and major sects who dared not confirm before now realized it truly was the Shadow Crocodile, a heaven-reaching Shadow Crocodile Giant God battling in the heavens.

Faced with an apocalypse offering no choice, they instinctively opted to worship the legendary Xirong Manor Master, hoping to survive in this epic mythical era and witness further wonders.