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Chapter 2459: Third Tai Shang Da Ri Immortal Dynasty

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Qingfeng Beidou.

The starry sky was blood-red, tattered, stained crimson by the blood and resentment of countless cultivators.

Everywhere were wrecked warships, burning with flames, shattered immortal mountain warship treasures, corpses scattered everywhere, covering the starry sky, each piece of flesh emitting a terrifying aura, surely all from the mighty of the endless starry sky, each one capable of suppressing a Minor Thousand World.

Yet here, they were so ordinary.

Clang!

Amidst the endless blood and fire, the commander of the last hundred billion Tai Shang Da Ri sword cultivators of the Yangyang Sword Lord struck the final sword.

This sword tore through the starry sky, tore through rules and spacetime, striking into the flagship of the Emperor of the Solar Era, cleaving the flagship in two, a flagship as large as a star severed at the waist, countless citizen officers and soldiers inside the flagship instantly losing vitality, their souls annihilated.

Boom!

Rumble!

The shattering of the fleet flagship triggered a horrifying self-detonation.

Starting from the flagship, this nexus of the immortal gate military formation, one immortal gate warship after another self-detonated like a string of firecrackers, rumbling and shattering, the entire last surviving immortal gate Weaver Girl direction army group turned to ashes in this final fireworks, countless citizens perishing along with the last dream.

Finally.

Everything fell silent.

"Truly — "

"Unwilling."

In the shattered flagship, the Emperor of the Solar Era spat blood profusely, not dying immediately, only voicelessly weeping.

"You are a warrior."

"You may surrender; the new central hub will accept you."

The Yangyang Sword Lord placed his hand on his long sword, walking slowly forward amidst the entourage of Tai Shang Da Ri sword cultivators, speaking lightly.

Immortal Gate, indeed worthy of being the sect that bore the ancient emperor.

Even so decayed, at this final moment, it still erupted with terrifying power, directly blasting to death over half of the Tai Shang Da Ri sword path soldiers.

This stirred complex thoughts in the heart of the Yangyang Sword Lord.

Throughout the Dao journey of Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang, the Immortal Gate played an important role, serving as a crucial support point for his immortal Dao scientific research, of course, referring to the uncorrupted Immortal Gate.

At this time, the Yangyang Sword Lord wished to rebuild the Immortal Gate, emulating Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang, to establish the Immortal Gate as his important subordinate, to explore the immortal Dao and find the key point to break through the Tai Shang Da Ri sword path.

"You?"

The Emperor of the Solar Era glanced at him, sneering.

"You,"

"are unworthy."

This was the Emperor of the Solar Era's final words in this mortal world.

After speaking, he actively committed suicide, his soul and body self-detonating, becoming the last firelight on this battlefield, adding the final footnote to the transfer of the Tai Shang Da Ri Immortal Dynasty's divine artifact.

This battlefield gradually grew quiet.

Countless Tai Shang Da Ri sword cultivators gazed with admiration and fervor at the sword cultivator at the center.

Everyone knew this would be the true ruler of the Third Tai Shang Da Ri Immortal Dynasty era, he would establish a new order, a new Immortal Dynasty!

"Un — worthy?"

The Yangjiang Sword Lord lowered his eyelids.

When the news returned to the Ziwei Tian Shu, the Immortal Gate's governance stumbled, the entire person a picture of defeat, as if losing more than half of their vitality.

The surrounding officials and citizen representatives all had ashen faces.

Clang!

Blood blossomed.

Some officials and citizen representatives said nothing, drew their swords and committed suicide, dying for their country, unwilling to accept such failure, such an event occurring in their era.

Everything was already irreparable!

Citizens committed suicide one after another, the venue filled with the smell of rusted iron and blood, blood staining the ground red.

The clanging of sword sounds never ceased, citizens fell one by one, ending their lives with swords, though the Immortal Gate had few sword cultivators, the sword's status in the Immortal Gate was different, representing dignity, representing honor, many citizens used swords to send themselves off on their final journey.

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In the end, only two-thirds of the citizens remained alive, amidst a sea of corpses.

"Withdraw — from Ziwei Tian Shu."

"Destroy the Bei Dou Xing Yu and the connection channels to dozens of surrounding star domains and the outside world, the super transmission array, then evacuate citizens as much as possible, sending them back to Jiao Mingyu and Jiu Ling Yu, then onward to the Wu Ling Universe."

The Immortal Gate's governance, extremely weak, breath like a spider's silk, instructed word by word.

"Complete evacuation of citizens is impossible."

"Please decide the thorough sequence."

The central array spirit computer remained a cold mechanical voice.

"Research, military merit contributions, martyr families' increased weight."

"During withdrawal, there will inevitably be unrest — ruthless suppression; those unable to withdraw, form exile forces, surrender to — toward the Yangyang Sword Lord, beseeching his acceptance."

The current Immortal Gate governance's tears slowly flowed down.

Never before had there been such an Immortal Gate governance, never before, perhaps Yuan and Cong had experienced it, but since the seventh-generation governance began, there had never been such a governance.

And now, I am such a governance.

Clang!

The current Immortal Gate governance issued orders, arranged everything, had no thought of leaving Ziwei Tian Shu, drew the long sword, gazing at the surrounding group of citizens who wanted to speak but hesitated, letting out a long sigh: "If I die, I should be able to preserve a shred of the Immortal Gate's dignity."

"Since ancient times, it has always been so."

"Finally, the monarch who dies for the state, the head of state, can always obtain a shred of sympathy from history."

Please, everyone, complete the preservation of the immortal sect's fire seed.

He forcefully wiped his own neck, the soul core self-annihilated, life thus vanished, he died within the Purple Astra Astra, unwilling to continue living.

"Premier!"

"Object——"

Someone sobbed, someone shouted the formal title of this immortal sect's premier, someone silently departed through the super transmission channel, the central spirit computer will definitely destroy the transmission array at the scheduled time, it will wait for no one.

At this moment, all star domains inhabited by immortal sect citizens fell into chaos.

All citizens frenziedly surged toward the transmission channels, then were suppressed by the warships, citizens on the list first retreated to the mother star, to the Spiritless Homeland.

And the army of the Zhan Yang Sword Lord began from the Weaver Star Domain, sweeping across the world!

The legion of the Supreme Great Sun Sword Cultivators spread like ink across the Wu Jin Kong Kong, recovering one star domain after another, rebuilding each super transmission array destroyed by the immortal sect, establishing their own rule in every place, drawing near to the Purple Astra Astra, gradually incorporating the Wu Jin Kong Kong into their grasp.

After thousands of years, the Supreme Great Sun Sword Cultivator and the Zhan Yang Sword Lord finally arrived in the Purple Astra Star Domain.

By the side of the Zhan Yang Sword Lord, the Supreme Attendant Dao, the Qingfeng Beidou Dao Soldiers, the Yaoguang Dao Soldiers, the Tanlan Dao Soldiers, and other seven super-tier elite Dao Soldiers gathered around and guarded this sword道 monarch.

All cultivators know, the Third Supreme Great Sun Immortal Dynasty has arrived.

The ruler of the Third Supreme Great Sun Immortal Dynasty will be represented by the Zhan Yang Sword Lord's Great Sun Sword Cultivator military-political interest group, a most typical martial merit-based faction.

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