Chapter 1559: Awakening

Fu Xi didn’t continue speaking, but everyone could hear his regret.

Actually, everyone understood that Yang Yan might never awaken again, until his Spiritual Sense was exhausted and he became a real statue.

Ten years later, the long-missed Post-Immortal Race army, laden with numerous battleships, arrived near Earth.

A fierce battle erupted right from the start, with Earth and Wandering Dragon Star cultivators joining the fight.

Yang Yan’s surroundings became extremely desolate.

At that moment, a very tiny crack appeared on Yang Yan’s statue.

Meanwhile, beyond Earth, in the Meteorite Zone surrounding the solar system.

A Great Wall, millions of feet high, enveloped the solar system, constructed entirely from meteorites and some Star Gold Crystal.

Its surface was filled with Arrays imbued with intense spiritual power fluctuations.

Some Arrays contained a terrifying killing intent; even Foundation Establishment cultivators approaching would lose their minds, their spiritual power would lose control, and they would explode and die.

Furthermore, countless smaller stars floated above the Great Wall, bound by the Arrays, and amidst the flickering Array lights, many stars fell towards the Post-Immortal Race battleships opposite.

Additionally, there were numerous Giant Crossbows on the Great Wall.

These Giant Crossbows were constructed from Abyssal Cold Iron, exuding a dark glow, continuously launching long spears made of Thunder Spirit Gold Stone and Abyssal Cold Iron, each spanning hundreds of feet.

The annihilation aura emanating from them was so potent that not even Divinity Transformation cultivators dared to confront.

In this battle, Divinity Transformation cultivators, amid the millions of armies of cultivators, risk turning into a pulpy mass if slightly careless.

The opposing forces included more than just the Post-Immortal Race; there were also numerous formidable forces that Yang Yan had once destroyed.

At this time, the Four Spirits Array, the result of years of research by human cultivators, began to show extraordinary effects.

The Four Spirits Array was led by Void Realm cultivators, with Divinity Transformation cultivators serving as the array core, and a hundred thousand Golden Core cultivators forming the foundation of the array, creating colossal Four Spirits phantoms thousands of feet tall in the starry sky, powerful enough to resist Semi-Saint cultivators.

Due to the existence of this Four Spirits Array, human cultivators were able to hold back the Post-Immortal coalition forces despite unfavorable circumstances.

The Post-Immortal Race elder noticed heavy casualties among his forces, his complexion turning cold and sinister, and he sternly commanded, “Someone, release the madmen from the Cold Iron Prison. Promise them, if they ravage Earth and kill Yang Yan, all their past mistakes will be forgiven by the Post-Immortal Race, granting them freedom.”

Cultivators from other races turned pale.

Those in the Cold Iron Prison were unforgivable criminals, every one of them bearing hands full of bloodshed.

Among them, the great villains had once conducted blood sacrifices on entire planets.

Could it be that they weren’t afraid of backlash?

But another statement from the Post-Immortal Race elder sent shivers down everyone’s spine, causing them to retreat from his side in unison.

“Relay my order, sacrifice a million Post-Immortal Race cultivators to release the Starry Sky Giant Beasts!”

It should be known, Starry Sky Giant Beasts are incredibly powerful, capable of swallowing planets effortlessly.

Once awakened, if not fed, they won’t stop slaughtering.

Their keepers risk being devoured too.

Starry Sky Giant Beasts devour all within the starry sky, their pelts impenetrable, challenging even for Saint Realm cultivators to break.

The Post-Immortal Race, disregarding everything, is truly playing with fire!

Behind the battalion of Post-Immortal Race battleships, a vast, boundless Blood Sea emerged into the starry sky, and shabby, blood-reeking cultivators walked out from it.

These cultivators were all skin and bones, resembling skeletons, and upon appearing, they devoured the Post-Immortal Race cultivators guarding them as blood food.

One cultivator, bearing a crocodile tail, extended his tongue to lick the blood at the corner of his mouth, sneering coldly: “How many years have passed? I can finally taste blood again. Post-Immortal Race, you imprisoned me for a thousand years, now pay your debt!”

His bloodshot gaze was fixed on the Post-Immortal Race clansmen before him, those clansmen panicking.

Just as they intended to retreat, a blood-red hand reached for them.

The Post-Immortal Race elder snorted coldly, immediately causing a ghastly white flame mark to appear on the face of the crocodile-tail cultivator.

Moments later, the cultivator was burned to ashes by the white flames emerging from the mark.

“Hmph! You better listen to my commands and not act recklessly before me. If you obediently annihilate Earth, you will gain freedom, and your previous mistakes will be forgiven by the Post-Immortal Race. But if you refuse, you’ll meet the same fate as him.”

Then, the demons who had emerged from the Cold Iron Prison were compelled by fury, grudgingly turning toward the army of human cultivators.

Meanwhile, behind the Post-Immortal Race forces’ battleships, a vast and boundless crack suddenly appeared.

A colossal beast, comparable to a celestial body, emerged from the crack.

This giant beast had a mouth as wide as its body, and countless massive bone spikes adorned its form.

With a single mouthful, the countless cultivators on the battlefield were sucked into its maw.

Fu Xi and others’ faces changed abruptly.

Everyone exchanged swift glances and no longer remained at the rear, rushing into the starry sky towards that Starry Sky Giant Beast.

However, there weren’t just one, but three Starry Sky Giant Beasts on the battlefield.

Facing such formidable existences, human forces were completely overwhelmed and plunged into unprecedented crisis.

On Earth, the cracks on Yang Yan’s statue multiplied.

In Yang Yan’s mind realm, the World Tree’s branches and leaves extended wildly, trembling slightly.

The World Tree, which originally had only two leaves, had finally transformed the blood power absorbed from the Blood Sea into nutrients for its growth over the years.

The World Tree sprouted numerous roots, numbering three thousand, embodying the Three Thousand Great Dao.

Meanwhile, the World Tree continued to grow, with its universe expanding and the number of galaxies increasing dramatically.

The World Tree extended a root and awakened the slumbering Yang Yan, who was trapped in the cycle of samsara.

At this moment, the statue that Yang Yan had become cracked everywhere, and behind him wafted the World Tree, with numerous God and Demon corpses tumbling in the Blood Sea behind him.

Earth’s Heavenly Dao manifested, and for a while, anomalies proliferated around him, golden lotuses transformed, and Spiritual Springs erupted.

The melody of the Great Dao resounded between heaven and earth, ensnaring everyone on Earth, regardless of their activities, into Enlightenment.

Simultaneously, the Great Dao’s traces imprinted between heaven and earth, encompassing mighty power infusing this realm.

It can be foreseen that after a few years, when the power here approaches equilibrium, this area will become a sacred land of cultivation.

Yang Yan slowly opened his eyes.

Boom!

In the instant his eyes fully opened, his entire aura suddenly retracted, as if becoming a mortal.

Yet within him surged overwhelming Great Dao aura, churning furiously.

Yang Yan sighed, looking out beyond Earth, his gaze fixed on the battlefield.

His brow furrowed, and his expression grew increasingly severe.