Chapter 517

If it were an extreme sublimation, the terrifying power made the boundless Primordial Chaos seem to emit continuous roars, as if it could hardly bear it.

Somewhere in the misty unknown, there seemed to be an awareness, a sensation; all living beings in the entire Primordial Chaos stopped cultivating, their eyes all turned toward the void, with a fighting spirit seemingly beginning to rise within them, as if countless auras were intersecting and colliding.

A roar beyond the level of reality suddenly appeared and spread, as if war drums were beating to the heavens, with a fighting spirit charging toward the sky; projections of Dharma images densely covered every corner of the Primordial Chaos, as if about to illuminate the Primordial Chaos and erupt across the myriad realms.

"Heavenly Court subjects, listen to my order! In the name of this Heavenly Emperor, my sons and brothers, follow this Emperor to wage war... upon the heavens and myriad realms!"

The Emperor's majesty surged to the heavens, the imperial power immeasurable; beneath the voice, boundless strange phenomena evolved, as if there were long, piercing roars of dragons echoing through the nine heavens and shaking the universe. A towering figure, seemingly standing at the end of time and space, as if overlooking all the heavens and myriad domains, silently appeared.

Domineering and majestic, swallowing mountains and rivers; within the words, boundless power erupted, as if the thirty-three layers of starry constellations resonated, extending and deriving through endless time and space and ages.

"We humbly obey Your Majesty's decree!!!"

"We humbly obey Your Majesty's decree!!!"

Boom, boom, boom!!!

Boom, boom, boom!!!

A series of fervent, whistling voices resounded through the nine heavens and ten lands, illuminating the myriad realms of the Primordial Chaos. The moment the voices fell, rolling thunderous explosions erupted, violent auras swept through, and over billions upon trillions of Heavenly Court troops descended from the thirty-three layers of heaven.

In an instant, the Primordial Chaos sky seemed to turn into a sea of darkness; the sheer number of the billions upon trillions of Heavenly Court troops appeared to have already covered the entire sky of the Primordial Chaos.

Under the convergence of countless auras, boundless Wang Yang and tides formed, surging ceaselessly, rising endlessly.

As if celebrating and welcoming the Heavenly Court's expedition, amidst the continuous drum-like roars, billions upon trillions of Heavenly Court troops filed out one after another, all vanishing from the Primordial Chaos plane, stepping into the heavens and myriad realms to begin their war.

"Blood Sea subjects, listen to my order! Follow this Seat to wage war upon the heavens and myriad realms!"

"Earth Realm subjects, listen to my order! Follow us to wage war upon the heavens and myriad realms!"

"Chaos subjects, listen to my order! Follow us to wage war upon the heavens and myriad realms!"

"Human Race..."

"Female Cultivators..."

One after another, majestic, lofty, and immeasurable figures suddenly appeared in the Primordial Chaos sky, sweeping across the myriad realms of the Primordial Chaos and illuminating endless time and space.

As the words of the various Primordial Chaos giants fell, in an instant, rolling thunderous explosions erupted, continuous roars spread, countless living beings soared into the sky, and brilliant divine light swept in all directions.

For a moment, the Primordial Chaos, which had been silent, quiet, and seemingly empty of people, directly became bustling and lively; countless living beings continuously rushed toward the void, continuously leaving the Primordial Chaos.

Under the convergence of massive power and auras, the entire Primordial Chaos plane was continuously swept by ripples of energy, the Wang Yang of the Origin.

It was as if the entire plane was celebrating, was seeing them off; the thunderous sounds transformed into war drums, the continuous roars evolved into beating drums, constantly sounding, constantly echoing.

In just a few breaths, the Primordial Chaos plane seemed to have crossed endless ages, changing from calm to noisy, then from noisy rapidly returning to silence, as if becoming utterly deserted, as if the entire plane had become dead silent, as if there was not a single living being left.

The great war has begun!

The entire Primordial Chaos plane, set out!

Swords pointed at the heavens and myriad realms!!!

Within the Creation Grotto-Heaven, in the small pavilion of the Immortal Pool.

Li Mo slowly lifted a cup of tea, took a sip, gazed into the void, and a trace of amusement seemed to appear in his eyes.

Putting down the tea, Li Mo's eyes gradually grew deep, as if containing all phenomena of the universe, as if holding mysterious domains, boundless profundity, and infinite vastness.

Lines of time converged, strands of mighty mysteries condensed; numerous timespans were added, myriad dimensions gathered; past, present, and future, the lines of time seemed to condense into a single line branded at the bottom of Li Mo's eyes.

Massive scenes, countless ages, and various mysteries flashed and passed by.

Upon lifting his gaze, all things seen by living beings fell into Li Mo's eyes, yet seemed to transform into threads and order.

Threads of rules, order of the Dao!

As if piercing straight into the root, as if penetrating everything.

With a single glance, all things fell into his eyes.

Whether past, present, or future, even all concepts or existences, all things or causes and effects, it seemed nothing could escape Li Mo's eyes, nothing could leap beyond Li Mo's gaze.

Boundless profundity, limitless height, indescribable, unformulable.

Li Mo's nobility seemed to transcend everything above.

His terror was even more like an extension of the root; no matter what, it could all be presented in Li Mo's eyes. Any thing, whatever Li Mo thought, whatever Li Mo needed, could be presented, could be understood.

"The grand play has begun."

"The good show is now on stage."

"This final battle, this ending's curtain call, how could I, this one, be absent?"

"Having laid out the plan for so long, spending these endless ages, it is time to draw a perfect period."

After a while, all the mysteries in Li Mo's eyes vanished completely, as if he had obtained what he wanted, as if he had already comprehended everything he needed to know.

Uttering a slight sigh, with a trace of a smile, Li Mo sighed and slowly stood up.

Taking a step, as if stars and constellations shifted, as if the root extended, or as if concepts were modified; at some unknown moment, his figure had already vanished from the original spot.

Supreme Hongjun and the others, the Primordial Chaos giants and the others, all have their own battlefields they need to fight and occupy.

And Li Mo, likewise, has a place he needs to fight, a domain he needs to guard!

Let this final battle, let this battle of the ending, draw its curtains, open its prologue!!!

Conclude amidst the absolute peak, ring out amidst the magnificence, rise amidst the grandeur, end amidst the overwhelming power!

The great war erupts!

The battle begins!

After the various Primordial Chaos giants left the Primordial Chaos plane, each chose a direction and began their assault.

What? How to assault?

Simple, nothing else: sweep through, that is all!

The heavenly planes are indeed hidden beneath the sea of the heavens, each one unmanifested, all self-sealed.

But!

Even if hidden, the premise still involves two words: hidden!

Since they are hidden, then let them be unable to hide.

In the end, these planes of the heavens and myriad realms are not like the Primordial World, which is completely sealed and entirely concealed beneath the endless void; they are still positioned within the Sea of the Heavens.

Thus, this is sufficient.

At worst, attack inch by inch, launching a map-wide bombardment to comprehensively assault and sweep across the entire Sea of the Heavens.

Under such massive attacks, the planes of the heavens and myriad realms hidden beneath that area will naturally be struck; thus, the problem will undoubtedly be solved.

What the Primordial World giants must do is conquer the heavens and myriad realms; do they truly think this conquest is a joke or mere play?

Wherever they pass, not a blade of grass remains; wherever they point, all becomes void, transforming the source and foundation of everything in the heavens and myriad realms to strengthen themselves.

In the past, the Primordial World giants said that suppressing the entire heavens and myriad realms was not just empty words; the suppression of the entire heavens and myriad realms here represents... turning the entire heavens and myriad realms into ruins!

Using the source of the entire heavens and myriad realms to strengthen themselves!

If not for this, Yang Mei would not have tested and spoken as he did back then, nor would he have guessed as he did.

Even the Sovereign has long been prepared to start anew.

What is pointed out and spoken is all exactly so.

Boom boom boom!!!

Boom boom boom!!!

Battle!

A mad battle!

A mad war!

Every Primordial World giant, since appearing in the heavens and myriad realms, has hidden behind the scenes; the Primordial World armies under their various commands immediately began indiscriminate attacks in all directions.

Brilliant rainbow colors, boundless divine light, if there is a misty infinity, dazzling and continuous; every dazzling and brilliant attack contains unimaginable terrifying power.

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With every strike that falls, it is as if it intends to stir up terrifying waves, as if possessing the terror to annihilate everything.

The universe trembles, space shatters, matter annihilates; looking out, the boundless primordial chaos energy has already dissipated, as if forming a vacuum zone, as if turning into endless void.

In an instant, a vast number of planes are shaken out by the attacks; all phenomena of the universe appear.

Everything was arranged in advance, and orders and deployments were already issued; all Primordial World experts and living beings naturally had no hesitation or pause, immediately beginning deployment according to plane layer and level, with living beings of different layers corresponding to planes of different layers.

Great War!

Starting from one, it differentiates into infinity, evolves into boundlessness, spreading rapidly across the entire heavens and myriad realms like a wildfire sweeping the plains.

In an instant, the entire heavens and myriad realms have begun to fall into disorder, beginning to plunge into chaos.

The Main God Space recklessly lays its hands on all domains of the heavens and myriad realms.