Cultivation: I Signed in with the Talent of an Immortal at the Start

Chapter 487: Everyone Gathers Han Xuanji Strikes

The power of the Lord of Greed is beyond doubt; a single thought is enough to shake the souls of all living beings in the myriad worlds of the Immortal Realm and affect the balance of the Heavenly Dao.

Immortal Realm, Myriad Manifestations Divine Dynasty.

“Is this the power of Limitless Primordial?”

Lu Fan stared intently at the terrifying figure tearing through the sky, his face ashen.

Though he was shocked by this terrifying power, there was no fear in his eyes.

He knew his divine dynasty was like paper before an enemy of this level, but he knew even better that retreating would only lead to death.

“Master…”

Lu Fan looked towards the Thirty-Three Heavens with some worry, then he made up his mind, and his figure dissipated within the Myriad Manifestations Divine Dynasty.

At the same time.

Su Ming slowly opened his eyes in the Netherworld, the scene of the Immortal Realm’s sky being torn apart reflected in his pupils.

“Senior Brother… what should we do?”

Su Ming murmured to himself, his tone terrifyingly calm.

“Nether Lord, I want to go back.”

“What’s the point of you going back?”

The Nether Lord’s figure appeared silently by his side, his expression equally grave.

An existence like the Lord of Greed at the Limitless Primordial level was someone even he could only stay far away from, not daring to approach.

For Su Ming, who hadn’t even reached the Primordial Chaos Golden Immortal Realm, wouldn’t going there be seeking death?

Once the Lord of Greed steps into the Immortal Realm, the first to suffer would be the many immortals and gods of the Thirty-Three Heavens.

“That person likely won’t just sit by and watch.”

The Nether Lord said in a heavy voice.

At this moment, the Thirty-Three Heavens was the center of the storm, and the Lord of Greed’s primary target was likely Han Xuanji.

Moreover, he could tell that Han Xuanji was not the kind of person who had severed all emotions like the Saintly Extermination Sovereign; he still held compassion for the Immortal Realm, otherwise there would be no need to take in a group of burdens.

Because at such a Realm, even if the Immortal Realm were destroyed, it would not affect him.

That is not just longevity equal to heaven, but longevity equal to the Dao!

One could even say that even if Chaos were destroyed, such an existence would still have the means to preserve himself.

“I know.”

A flash of determination crossed Su Ming’s eyes.

“But I must go back and face it together with Senior Brother.”

The Nether Lord frowned and said:

“Nonsense. If you stay in the Netherworld, I can still take you away if there is a real crisis. If you go to the Thirty-Three Heavens, your Senior Brother might not even be able to look after you!”

“An existence of that level, even a single breath would be difficult to withstand, even with your Chaos Demon God body!”

“That is exactly why I must go back.”

Su Ming stood up and said resolutely:

“With you here, the Netherworld is safe for now. I may not be able to help on this trip, but I want to face all of this together with Senior Brother, even if I die.”

“As you wish.”

The Nether Lord was somewhat helpless and no longer tried to dissuade him, allowing Su Ming to leave.

On the other side.

Jiang Hao and Nangong Wenjian tore through space almost simultaneously, appearing in the starry sky outside the Dao Palace.

Both bore traces of battle, their Auras fluctuating slightly, but their eyes were incredibly firm as they gazed at the giant shadow of Greed.

“Damn it!”

Jiang Hao clenched his fists, his blood surging and the fire of battle burning in his eyes.

“Even if my Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, I will still bite off a piece of this Devil Head’s flesh!”

Nangong Wenjian did not speak, but silently held his natal immortal sword before him, his Sword Intent soaring to the sky, sharp and peerless, expressing everything through his actions.

Even Yun Wuji had followed along as if possessed; even he didn’t know what he was thinking.

Under the influence of what he saw and heard, he felt that Jiang Hao had a bit of a desire to perform.

He felt that Han Xuanji’s delay in acting was not out of fear, but because he had other plans.

Several streaks of light arrived from various parts of the Immortal Realm; the Core Disciples of the Xuantian Dao Palace had all returned, gathering outside the Dao Palace.

Facing the pressure of the Demon God that was enough to suffocate a Grand Unity Golden Immortal, not a single person retreated.

Instead, a tragic Aura of shared hatred and a last-stand determination condensed among them.

However, Han Xuanji, sitting in the deepest part of the Dao Palace and seemingly unaware of the earth-shaking events outside, had a slight curl at the corner of his mouth at this moment.

Not rushing to act was naturally not because he was afraid and preparing to flee, but because knowing oneself and the enemy ensures victory in a hundred battles.

He could sense that with the Lord of Greed’s invasion, a strand of will left by the Immortal Ancestor was slowly awakening.

That was the Origin power left by the Immortal Ancestor to protect this world, like a giant beast whose nest had been invaded, beginning to instinctively suppress the external existence.

As the Lord of Greed entered the Immortal Realm, the invisible suppression from the entire world increased, and its connection with the Chaos Origin was also quietly weakened by the Immortal Realm’s Heavenly Dao.

More importantly…

“Just as I thought.”

Han Xuanji thought to himself,

“Chaos Demon Gods are born in Chaos and grow in Chaos; their ‘immortal’ and ‘indestructible’ characteristics largely depend on their deep binding with the Chaos Origin and the ‘uniqueness’ of their Great Dao within Chaos. Once they leave Chaos and enter an independent Great World with relatively complete rules that is full of rejection towards them…”

In his eyes, the seemingly matchless figure of the Lord of Greed was reflected.

But in his eyes, wisps of “cracks” were spreading across that figure.

Those were the concepts of “Death” and “End” being quietly invoked by Han Xuanji.

Reversing Cause and Effect, the “Imperishable through Ten Thousand Tribulations” essence of the Lord of Greed’s existence was quietly changing.

In Chaos, killing a Limitless Primordial Chaos Demon God is as difficult as reaching the heavens because their Dao roots are in Chaos, making them nearly immortal and indestructible.

But in the Immortal Realm, in this Great World created by the Immortal Ancestor, with him interfering through the Dao of Fate…

the Lord of Greed’s “immortality” has been significantly weakened!

The opponent could be “killed,” could be given the ending of “total death”!

“It’s good that you came in.”

Han Xuanji slowly rose, the chaos green lotus swaying,

“Closing the door… makes it easier to beat the dog. The Demon Ancestor wants to watch the show? Wants to see me and the Lord of Greed both suffer? Pity, the script for this play… must be written by me.”

Han Xuanji took a step forward, and his figure appeared at the peak of the Xuantian Dao Palace, before all the Disciples and followers waiting tensely, and beneath the shadow of Greed that covered the entire Thirty-Three Heavens.

His robes fluttered, and his dao-rhythm was natural.

Facing the Demon God that devoured everything, his face held only a reassuring calmness and, deep within his eyes…

absolute confidence!

“Tao.”

Han Xuanji spoke, his voice clear and resonant, yet spreading through the heavens,

“The Immortal Realm is not your dining table. This place… is your grave.”

When Han Xuanji’s calm voice, which seemed to contain supreme Dao-might, rang through the sky, the tension and determination in the hearts of the Disciples outside the Xuantian Dao Palace were instantly replaced by a more fervent, even blind emotion—absolute trust and wild joy!

“Master!”

On Li Taiqing’s handsome face, a clear expression of relief and excitement appeared; he could feel the confidence beneath Han Xuanji’s calm exterior.

“We Disciples are willing to follow Master to slay this demonic beast!”

“We are willing to follow Master to slay this demonic beast!”

Lu Fan and the others shouted in unison.

“Hahaha! I knew it! I knew it!”

Xiao Bai was incredibly excited and said:

“Clown, witness my Master’s Divine Might!”

Xiao Jin and Xiao Hong were also moved and murmured:

“We are willing to slay this demonic beast with Master.”

At this moment, Han Xuanji’s words spread throughout the Immortal Realm, and the originally despair-shrouded Immortal Realm, along with the immortals and gods everywhere watching the movements of the Thirty-Three Heavens, were instantly ignited.

“Great Heavenly Venerable! It’s the voice of the Great Heavenly Venerable!”

“Xuantian Dao Venerable has made his move! He said the Devil Head’s grave has been chosen!”

“We’re saved! The Immortal Realm is saved!”

Countless immortals and gods, whose faces had been pale and whose Dao Hearts had been wavering, were instantly given a shot of adrenaline, erupting in wild joy and cheers!