Chapter 462: The Last Time the Original Battlefield Did Not Kill You

The final battle can be lost, but it cannot be retreated from—this is devil logic.

Isn't losing more severe than retreating?

In the war of gods and demons, victory or defeat represents life and death; losing means death, and everything is gone, so what meaning does retreating or not retreating have?

Kamikawa Mitsu did not understand the meaning of the Heavy-Pupil Immortal's words.

He had seen some past memories of the Heavy-Pupil Immortal, linking the matters handled by his father—that supreme existence suspected to be Cangjie—with this great war; his intuition told him the two should be connected.

To be able to gravely wound an existence on the verge of proving the Dao to the supreme, threatening its life, an incomparably terrifying battle must have occurred.

Such battles are rare.

The great war Kamikawa Mitsu saw before his eyes fit the conditions.

The great war changed with every breath.

When that Heavy-Pupil Immortal appeared, the fighting intensified, the situation changed drastically, like a domino effect; with his appearance, one after another, more and more great terrors manifested!

One, two, three…

Even Kamikawa Mitsu was stunned, his state of mind stirred with ripples.

The weakest of the great terrors that manifested were all Immortals!

This was too many; one must know that surveying all the heavens and myriad worlds, just the Immortals on the surface added together were no more than twenty or so, and counting those in seclusion, the total was estimated at only half a hundred.

As for the supreme above Immortal, Kamikawa Mitsu had in any case never seen one to this day, nor heard of one.

In the world of the heavens, the number of worlds was beyond count; calling them myriad worlds was truly no exaggeration; small worlds had populations of tens of millions, large ones had hundreds of billions of billions, and the total population added together was more than the stars in the sky.

Under such a population, only a little over fifty Immortals were born—one could imagine with a thought how difficult it was to achieve Immortality.

Yet now, Kamikawa Mitsu saw in this great war more than half a hundred Immortals manifest, fighting each other, striking with true fury, slaying their way into the Nine Nether Huang Quan, and even the River of Huang Quan was boiled by the fighting.

Using the heavens and myriad worlds of this era as reference, the 'Final Battle' of that era Kamikawa Mitsu saw was equivalent to involving the entire heavens and myriad worlds.

This was a great war involving the entire heavens and myriad worlds!

Even Immortals were drawn into it.

He could not imagine the cause of this great war, what kind of matter would make Immortals take part.

Achieving Immortality was nearly ascending to the pinnacle of the heavens and myriad worlds; placed in any world, one would be a top-tier existence, and no one would dare provoke them lightly; as beings of immortal and indestructible existence, they no longer needed to care about having great power without the lifespan to enjoy it.

Searching throughout the heavens, there were few things that could attract Immortals.

Let alone making nearly all the Immortals of the heavens and myriad worlds take part in the war.

What kind of benefit could make even Immortals act? How enormous must that benefit be? Otherwise, with so many Immortals, dividing it up would be impossible to divide.

He pondered for a moment.

Kamikawa Mitsu thought of one thing that could make all Immortals take part, something sufficient to drive Immortals mad for it.

Achieving the Supreme!

Having reached the level of Immortal, what could they not obtain? Only greater strength was something they could continue to pursue.

The Supreme was even more powerful than Immortal.

Once one achieved the Supreme, one would not merely ascend to the pinnacle of a single world, but of the entire heavens and myriad worlds; it could be said without exaggeration that one became a hegemon of the heavens and myriad worlds, and was nearly invincible.

However…

Kamikawa Mitsu was troubled.

If it was the secret of achieving the Supreme that made the Immortals take part, how did that connect with the words "cannot retreat"?

It seemed they could not be linked together.

Absorbed in thinking about the Immortals taking part, Kamikawa Mitsu had overlooked "cannot retreat."

Before he could think further.

The great war welcomed yet another shocking turn.

"That is… the Supreme?!"

Kamikawa Mitsu suddenly felt a palpitation; an aura spread out, and his heart stopped abruptly at this moment.

Even all the gods and demons in the great war, and even the Immortals, paused.

The entire scene looked like a blockbuster effects film playing, then suddenly a lag, the frame freezing.

The next instant.

Including Kamikawa Mitsu, all eyes turned toward the east of the horizon of the Yin Earth world.

Like parting the clouds to see the blue sky.

Like after a rainy night, the dark clouds dispersed, stars and the silver moon emerged from the clouds, starlight and moonbeams pouring down.

A terrifying existence walked down from the horizon.

This was an invincible existence!

Not a metaphor, but truly invincible!

Even in this great war, he was invincible; Immortals could not contend with him.

That was a Supreme.

Kamikawa Mitsu's face showed shock—one had appeared, the Supreme!

This was his first time seeing the Supreme; not a character he had imagined, but a genuine, truly existing Supreme being of the world.

"It absolutely was not achieving the Supreme that made the Immortals take part; it should not be achieving the Supreme."

Kamikawa Mitsu affirmed in his heart.

The appearance of the Supreme shattered his conjecture from a second ago.

The words "cannot retreat" were destined to have another truth behind them, not something like achieving the Supreme.

The great war was thoroughly thrown into chaos.

When the Supreme struck, it was not only one; the other side also had a Supreme emerge into the world.

If he couldn't see a Supreme, then seeing two at once—Kamikawa Mitsu had no time to be shaken, no time to think, because the Supreme spoke a single sentence and he lost himself, his mind suddenly emptied.

"Put it down. You cannot prevail against us. You've lost again and again. You cannot win. The moment the River of Years was severed, your ending was already sealed."

Kamikawa Mitsu froze, stunned as a wooden chicken.

What had he just heard? The River of Years was severed?

Boom-boom, boom-boom…

Like war drums pounding against his heart, his soul, his consciousness, his spirit, his entire body and mind.

His mind was now entirely on that one phrase from the other—"the River of Years was severed"—and even the most basic, most easily understood fact: that only a Supreme could sever the River of Years, which meant…

There truly were Supremes in this world.

In his conception, the Supreme—something that existed only in fantasy, or rather something nearly impossible to exist—truly existed.

The River of Years was a concept Kamikawa Mitsu himself had devised, after all, for that sort of thing touched upon the years, the most untouchable, most invisible Dao in the world.

And to be able to sever the years—such a being was impossible to imagine truly existing in the world.

He no longer cared whether there were Supremes in the world; his attention was wholly on that one phrase from the other—"the River of Years was severed."

He had set it so that the River of Years was severed, and thus the world evolved into two sides: past and future.

Now he had learned that the River of Years was severed…

Could it be a coincidence?

If it were only this one instance, Kamikawa Mitsu would not have thought much of it, but this was not just one.

Kamikawa Mitsu had not forgotten—the virtual characters he had created, the Ancient Gods and Cangjie, had truly appeared.

One could still be called a coincidence, but two?

Just as Kamikawa Mitsu was wavering between shock and doubt, the opposing Supreme spoke leisurely:

"This time doesn't count as a loss. The River of Years was severed, but reincarnation was not. Everything can begin anew, and this game will also reopen. Last time, on the very first battlefield, I failed to kill you. This time, I will not give you any chance of survival."

No second word followed.

The Supreme advanced toward the other.

Heaven crumbled and earth split, chaos opened and was divided, earth, wind, water, and fire evolved—as if one world after another was being conceived and then destroyed, over and over.

Space and dimensions all trembled.

These two Supremes were far too powerful—not having just reached the Supreme, they had already walked far along the path of the Supreme, even faintly brushing against the River of Years.

Their battle threw time-space and the years into chaos.

The place where Kamikawa Mitsu now stood was also affected.

Although the place he occupied was precisely where the two Supremes had fought in the past era, the influence had nonetheless reached the place where Kamikawa Mitsu's era stood, stirring up the past and the present.

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