Outside Of Time

Chapter 1795: Qing and Niu Returns!

Editor: Atlas Studios

These scenes shook all of Wanggu, causing the terror in the hearts of the myriad races to skyrocket instantly.

The Empress was bitter, the Moon Offering Region fell into silence, Feng Hai became deathly still, and despair spread through the souls of all races in Wanggu.

Even Zhou Zhengli and the others, at this moment, strained to elevate their Ordinances to resist the pressure.

However, the expressions they wore were not of fear, but of solemn killing intent.

All of them fixed their gazes unblinkingly on the blood-red sky, where the Ancient Immortal had fully descended!

It was an old man!

His sparse white hair barely covered his bluish-white scalp, and his tattered Daoist robe—seemingly worn for tens of thousands of years—had long lost its original color.

His face resembled crumpled and sun-dried tree bark, repeatedly weathered by time.

His entire being exuded an aura of decay and venom, like a living corpse clawing its way out of the cracks of the Yellow Springs.

Yet, an utterly terrifying presence, one that towered over all living beings of the myriad races, erupted from him, sweeping across the heavens and engulfing all of Wanggu!

Wherever it passed, living beings were forced to bow, the myriad races had no choice but to lower their heads, and even gods chose not to look directly at this moment.

Because this was a power that surpassed the Quasi Immortal and Divine Platform levels—

It was the might of a Summer Immortal and True God!

Moreover, not just an ordinary Summer Immortal, but one at the peak, only half a step away from an even higher realm!

One could even say this was...

”A half-step Immortal Lord!”

Star Ring’s eyes gleamed as he identified the realm of the descending Ancient Immortal!

Mid-air, as all living beings trembled in despair, the Ancient Immortal’s withered head turned slightly, his murky eyes sweeping over Zhou Zhengli and the others below.

He hadn’t intended to descend personally, but the changes occurring in Wanggu left him no choice.

Thus, he spoke hoarsely:

”I will wait here for your master.”

His gaze carried tangible force, as did his voice.

Zhou Zhengli and the others trembled, blood seeping from their bodies as they keenly felt the terror of this Summer Immortal before them.

The Ancient Immortal then turned his head, no longer paying attention to Zhou Zhengli and the others. His gaze shifted toward... Nanhuang Continent.

A ripple passed through his murky eyes at this moment.

”Disciple, your master has arrived. Why do you not come and pay your respects?”

This voice, through a special and domineering vibration, echoed throughout Wanggu, becoming part of its very rules.

It stirred fierce winds and thunderous roars, exploding over Nanhuang Continent!

In Seven Blood Eyes of Nanhuang Continent, Old Master Seventh’s figure blurred instantly.

He vanished from his secluded cultivation cave.

When he reappeared, he had traversed the void, crossing multiple domains to step into the sky above the human imperial capital.

The moment he appeared, the void shattered.

Boundless light erupted from Old Master Seventh’s body, causing waves to spread in all directions as the fortune of all Wanggu seemed to be affected, rising tumultuously.

Behind him, the manifestations of his many past lives emerged, each now returning to him, causing his aura to grow stronger and stronger.

Among those many past lives, one figure stood out—clad in imperial robes, exuding ancient majesty and domineering authority.

That was... the first emperor of Wanggu in ancient times!

Old Master Seventh’s true identity!

Now, as his past lives merged back into him, an aura surpassing the Quasi Immortal level erupted from his body—

The power of a Summer Immortal!

And one brimming with battle intent!

However, there were differences among Summer Immortals.

Even though Old Master Seventh radiated such dazzling light and possessed such indomitable resolve for battle, before the Ancient Immortal’s ocean-like, terrifying presence, he seemed like a lone leaf boat that could be swallowed by the raging waves at any moment.

Most crucially, within Old Master Seventh’s aura, there was a trace of decay that could not be suppressed.

Yet, Old Master Seventh’s gaze remained firm. Staring at the Ancient Immortal, he shook his head.

”You are not my master.”

As he spoke, he raised his right hand, and a long spear materialized from the void, grasped tightly in his grip. The spear tip pointed forward—

His battle intent erupted explosively.

His eyes burned with the intent to die, clearly prepared to stake everything in a life-and-death battle against this Ancient Immortal.

Just as the battle was about to commence, a deafening roar suddenly erupted from the vortex in the sky through which Star Ring and the others had descended.

A terrifying aura tore through the void from within, descending upon them.

The Ancient Immortal’s head snapped up, his gaze fixed on the vortex in the heavens.

Old Master Seventh’s eyes also gleamed with astonishment.

Zhou Zhengli smiled, paying no heed to the Ancient Immortal. He stepped forward and bowed deeply toward the celestial vortex, proclaiming loudly:

”Welcome our master!”

Xie Lingzi, Li Mengtu, and the others also sensed it, their expressions turning solemn as they bowed toward the sky.

Even Star Ring did the same.

At the moment when hearts trembled and gazes instinctively turned upward, as Zhou Zhengli and the others bowed—

An aura that seemed to have traversed endless epochs, like a raging tidal wave, violently shattered the layers of ancient void barriers.

Within the celestial vortex, it manifested abruptly!

A blurred figure, surrounded by tangible currents of chaotic energy that churned in all directions.

Within it, astonishing Daoist harmonies reverberated—

The roars of primordial beasts, the thunderous booms of creation, the lamentations of epochal transitions—all interweaving into a terrifying symphony that shook the soul.

Wherever the chaotic currents and Daoist harmonies passed, space tore apart like fragile paper, crumbling into fragments of void darkness.

Even more terrifying was that with each step the blurred figure took out of the vortex, it seemed as though countless stars were collapsing in its wake.

Shards of starlight scattered like a dazzling meteor shower amid the shattered void.

The shock it delivered to Wanggu, in this instant, surpassed even that of the eleven Great Emperors and the Ancient Immortal, reaching an unparalleled, peerless peak!

The living beings of Wanggu’s myriad races, even the seasoned and knowledgeable powerhouses of their clans, now found their legs giving way as they collapsed to the ground, their eyes filled with terror under this pressure.

It was as if their souls were being forcibly ripped from their bodies by the aura of that blurred figure.

Even the gods, who usually commanded the winds and rains and ruled over Their territories, now had beads of sweat the size of peas rolling down Their foreheads.

Their divine bodies trembled, Their divine power surging uncontrollably, flickering erratically as though on the verge of extinguishing.

Their faces had long turned as pale as paper, Their solemn expressions tinged with deep helplessness. The instinct for survival told Them that the figure emerging from the celestial vortex was an existence far beyond anything They could hope to oppose.

And just as the world seemed on the brink of apocalypse, with everyone suffocating under this pressure—

Just as Old Master Seventh was dazed and the Ancient Immortal was utterly grave—

A streak of light shot out from within the long, flowing hair of the terrifying, blurred figure that was slowly approaching.

It manifested ahead of time in the world.

It was Erniu!

With an incomparably proud demeanor, he declared loudly:

”Qing and Niu duo returns to Wanggu today!”

”Greetings, everyone!”