Chapter 2342: Myriad Laws Immortal Dynasty Descends Once More to the Mortal Realm

The sword light of three billion sword cultivators illuminated the cosmic starry sky!

Passing through the Celestial Pivot Fire Dragon, this army composed entirely of contemporary peerless sword cultivators slowly descended upon an unremarkable patch of dark starry sky.

The battle intent of each peerless sword cultivator burned like fire, growing ever more frenzied, yet the killing intent visible outwardly remained so calm, precise, and elegant.

Three billion sword cultivators, like three billion innate celestial Dao gears, meshed tightly together, forming a terrifying forbidden causality spacetime grand formation of endless creation and destruction.

Imperial Grade · Supreme Sun Extermination Demon Sword Formation!

The sword cultivators' gazes were fervent and calm; each had comprehended sword intent—this was the foundation, as three billion strands of sword intent locked onto a singularity in this starry sky.

What makes this starry sky, this singularity, different from other places?

Nothing at all.

Whether space, matter, causality, fate, or rules—this is merely an unremarkable void, with nothing special, and no different from the Ancient Emperor of Myriad Laws.

The only special thing is time.

When the River of Time flows through here, it becomes exceptionally tranquil, with slight ripples.

This is not some blessed land along the River of Time; time's creation and transformation, time itself is formless and flowing, with nothing fixed.

In the ever-changing flow of time, certain temporal voids often coincidentally drift into calmer stretches of the River of Time—this is the supreme Dao self-sealing slumber technique of countless eras in the Boundless Starry Sky, claimed to temporarily resist time, making it an anomaly in the River of Time.

When the three billion sword cultivators arrived here, at this very moment, coincidentally, an object entrusted to a temporal void appeared at this singularity.

The emperors, self-sealed within the River of Time and history, do not exist in the present world.

Yet, any existence in the Boundless Starry Sky must have a material basis to rely upon; temporal voids must also be entrusted to some constantly flowing matter.

This constantly flowing matter is precisely the Dao singularity now locked onto by the three billion sword cultivators!

The sword intent of the three billion sword cultivators and the power of the Imperial Grade Supreme Sun Extermination Demon Sword Formation all converged at a single point—what terrifying Dao might is this?

In this instant, this singularity shall plunge into the primordial chaos of the universe's beginning!

Earth, fire, wind, water, and time are all reforged!

What matter, what rules, what order, what causality, what time—anything at all ceases to exist, thoughtless and desireless, even the self vanishes; everything before the universe's birth is meaningless, no concepts of high/low, good/evil remain—fundamentally, nothing exists!

The gaze of the outstanding three billion human race peerless sword cultivators of this era fixed dead upon this chaos.

Earth, fire, wind, water vanish; rules and order dissipate; in this terrifying void, all things should return to nothing, should not exist.

However!

However!

Amidst the chaos and void, a golden lotus burst forth, blazing radiantly against the darkness, infinite variables arising and ceasing upon it without end!

This golden lotus of creation emanates an aura of immortality and transcendence, utterly surpassing the mundane, transcending all beings.

This golden lotus of creation is minute to the extreme!

Mustard seed contains Mount Sumeru; its size is nearly that of the finest spiritual particles, no different from the fundamental matter in the Boundless Starry Sky, constantly flowing, changing, participating in the recombination, generation of all matter—sometimes part of a cultivator's body, sometimes part of a magical artifact, sometimes part of water drunk by an animal—

If such a creation golden lotus had not leaked a trace of aura in this era, captured by the Human Emperor, who could detect it?

Even if, in the past, you had discovered this creation golden lotus, it would have been useless, for the emperors self-seal in the currents of history and the River of Time; the creation golden lotus is merely their temporal marker in the real world, a beacon of time, to prevent themselves from becoming utterly lost in the River of Time.

This temporal marker, this beacon, though important, is certainly not the emperors' true selves!

Grasping a temporal marker is useless if one's Daoist technique is insufficient—at most, one can only seal it, causing the slumbering emperor to lose their way in the River of Time.

When the contemporary emperors likewise pass away and self-seal, the temporal guardians will break free, once again illuminating the emperors self-sealed in the River of Time, allowing the ancient emperors to restore their connection to the Boundless Starry Sky once more.

This is the supreme eternal self-sealing technique developed by generation after generation of ancient emperors and emperors in anticipation of the Golden Age!

All things should have been perfect and flawless.

The slumbering ancient emperors could not possibly be found so easily, let alone breached so easily.

Yet, the Ancient Emperor of Myriad Laws, his self-sealing has encountered a problem.

Swish!

At the instant the creation golden lotus appeared, the gazes of the three billion human race sword cultivators brightened in unison.

"Creation!"

"The creation of myriad ages has appeared! Countless sword cultivators throughout history, life after life, generation after generation—could there be sword cultivators like us who have achieved creation, capable of overthrowing the ancient emperor?"

"Could there?"

The Sun-Bright Light Sword Emperor could not help but let out a long cry.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha————Hahaha————Unprecedented in myriad ages!"

The three billion human race sword cultivators laughed maniacally.

"Kill!"

"Kill kill kill!"

The next moment, the laughter of the three billion human race sword cultivators abruptly ceased; in unison, they drew their swords and descended upon this creation golden lotus to slaughter it—three billion swords as one sword, as one point.

Clang!

Boom! Boom boom boom——

Heavenly light suddenly blazed infinitely; the three billion human race sword cultivators condensed their swords into a single point, and with ultimate law-extinguishing, scorching, destructive, razor-sharp force, they shattered space and rules, then shattered time, landing upon this creation golden lotus—the pinnacle of Daoist scientific and technological achievement of the Myriad Laws Immortal Dynasty—the Myriad Laws Creation Jin Lian!

Ding!

At the instant the supreme attacks of the two immortal dynasties collided, the starry sky across tens of billions of light-years froze.

Even they themselves froze.

This is time becoming chaotic beneath this sword; the River of Time violently trembled here, overturning heaven and sea, thereby affecting the present flow of time, making the present like a television with signal interference—various present scenes froze, or became blurred.

Faintly, the sword cultivators within the three billion sword formation heard a crisp cracking sound, like an eggshell breaking.

At first, this eggshell-breaking sound was extremely faint.

As time passed, this cracking sound grew clearer and denser; the River of Time here became ever more turbulent, until finally even the sound of rushing water, waves crashing, appeared—as if some terrifying monstrosity were surfacing from within the River of Time.

"Come on, come on, come on!"

"Everyone, let us together pay homage to the Ancient Emperor—hahaha—hahaha—"

A sword cultivator laughed wildly and unrestrainedly.

They showed no respect for the Ancient Emperor at all, even though their sword master was the Ancient Emperor, so unrestrained as to be bewildering and incomprehensible.

"Hahaha!"

"Paying respects to the Ten Thousand Dharma Ancient Emperor, Your Majesty—"

Clang!

The sword's cry rang out wildly and proudly.

The Three Great Sword Emperors of the Human Race laughed unrestrainedly, commanding three hundred billion sword cultivators to casually swing a sword, as if chatting and making friends, lacking the awe due to the Ancient Emperor.

This sword tore through the omnipresent mist of time, revealing the shattered Ten Thousand Dharma Immortal Jin Lian.

Boom—

Boom—boom—

Amidst the layers of shattered golden light, within the completely shattered Immortal Jin Lian, a solemn and majestic emperor and an entire world that had vanished nearly a hundred million years ago slowly emerged.