Chapter 491

The system's shielding has been lifted, and aside from making those original spacetime cultivators who had just been pumped up go limp again, it seems utterly useless……

"Ugh... I've gone soft! I won't hit ten anymore!" the old man below said, holding his waist.

No way! Those who gather firewood for the people must not be left to freeze to death in the wind and snow!

Feng Qingyang's expression steadied; instantly, countless growth-type immortal treasures flew out of his space ring and shot up into the horizon.

In an instant, immortal light blazed forth! Endless immortal power erupted from these immortal artifacts and immediately poured into the void.

Four pills wrapped in radiant divine light also shuttled through space downwards, and in the blink of an eye they arrived before the Azure Cloud Sect's Seven Star Elders Tu Shengtian and Feng Chiyang, the Alchemy Hall's Honorary Hall Master Yao Ye, and the Forging Hall's Honorary Hall Master Huang She.

Take it.

Upon hearing the Sect Master's words, the four of them grabbed the pills without hesitation and shoved them into their mouths.

The instant the pills entered their mouths, all four widened their eyes in shock as the pills transformed into terrifying chaotic divine power that violently struck their bodies.

The barrier of the Half-Step Immortal Emperor Realm shattered like paper under this terrifying medicinal power.

What they had taken was precisely the Ten-Revolution Breaking Emperor Pill! Consuming it at the peak of the Immortal Venerable Realm guarantees a breakthrough to the Half-Step Immortal Emperor Realm.

Boom—after exhaling a mouthful of turbid qi, the four shot up into the sky! Majestic chaotic divine power instantly permeated the heavens.

Seeing this, countless cultivators gasped in shock! Even Wu Xin, who was in the midst of repairing heaven and earth, had his pupils contract sharply, causing the four peak Immortal Venerables to instantly break through to the Half-Step Immortal Emperor God Sovereign Realm—this method is simply unheard of!

But now is not the time to think about that!

Cultivators of the parallel spacetime, if you want to live, join forces!

Wu Xin's words were meant for all cultivators of the parallel spacetime; if the energy of the phantom realm's Minor Heavenly Way is exhausted, then everything will cease to exist!

Damn! I've suddenly gotten hard again! I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming!

Under the overturned nest, how can any egg remain intact? Everyone, attack together!

At this moment, nearly all cultivators in the parallel spacetime pointed their fingers toward the void, and endless energy surged upward like a sky full of stars, merging into the void.

The cultivators of the original spacetime were not idle either; under the leadership of the Azure Cloud Sect's myriad immortals, they too poured their immortal power into the void to mend the heavens.

Under the influx of massive immortal power, the shattered heaven and earth gradually began to merge and recover, and the Moonlight Immortal Emperor's body also began to dissipate more slowly.

Seeing everyone jointly mending the heavens, her heart gradually warmed; her past sacrifice to block the calamity was worth it.

No way! The small world's energy consumption is too great; this effort is like a drop in the bucket.

Wu Xin suddenly withdrew his hands, powerless.

Why aren't you making a move?

He faced the void and began to mutter to himself again.

No! I can't give up! This seat does not agree! As if receiving a voice transmission he found hard to accept, Wu Xin shook his head wildly, and bloodshot lines burst in his eyes.

Then kill them! Kill them all! Kill them all! That way there will be enough energy!

He shouted wildly again, his eyes flashing with murderous intent as he stared down at the countless cultivators below.

Feng Qingyang, the closest to him, transmitted immortal power while warily watching him, thinking, 'Is this buddy causing trouble again?'

No, don't wild-guess; the Moon Immortal Emperor's essence is starting to dissipate again!

A single sentence drew Wu Xin's attention over; he hurriedly looked toward the Moon Immortal Emperor's position.

It's too late!

Having said that, Wu Xin instantly appeared before Feng Qingyang: 'Can I ask you for a favor?'

Huh? Feng Qingyang looked at him, puzzled.

What time is this? What are you asking for yourself? Are you trying to enjoy one last fling before death? Then why the hell are you asking our sect to do what, huh!

Time is pressing, so I'll be blunt: I know your origins and methods are not simple; can you help me protect Little Moon... that is, the will of the Moon Immortal Emperor?

Wu Xin tore off the black clothing disguising his identity, revealing his true face.

He was a young man bearing the marks of hardship, his eyes usually deep but now filled with a pleading look.

Sure, but this phantom realm...

Thanks, I can handle this alone.

I've already said that I will reap what I sow; I'll settle it myself!

Having said that, Wu Xin rose once more to the peak of the heavens.

His aura surged to the peak! His Immortal Emperor cultivation was pushed to the limit!

Painstaking schemes cannot overcome fate and karma.

A heartless person cannot rival sincere affection.

What can withstand the collapse of spacetime?

Everyone, behold; I will mend the heavens with my own body!

At once, immortal light blossomed at the peak of the heavens, immortal music resounded, and boundless chaotic dao energy filled the heavens.

As Wu Xin's words fell, the soon-to-be-exhausted Minor Heavenly Way emerged from the void.

Upon seeing the true form of the Minor Heavenly Way, the hearts of all cultivators, including Feng Qingyang, shuddered violently.

What is that! It is actually a throbbing immortal heart!

Wu Xin unhesitatingly pressed that immortal heart into his own body: 'My heart has returned; everything should end.'

Soon after, his body began to dissipate just like the Moonlight Immortal Emperor's.

Goodbye, friends...

I will incarnate as the heavenly dao of this world; from now on this parallel spacetime can operate normally, but the energy is insufficient to sustain Little Moon's will, so please never forget... promise me this.

From now on, this parallel spacetime is yours; take this token that controls the world's rules.

Also, cultivators from the original spacetime may enter here, but those from this spacetime must never enter the original spacetime, or they will be erased by the original spacetime's heavenly dao; remember, remember.

Also, please be careful... be careful...

Goodbye, friend...

I will embody the Heavenly Dao of this world; from now on this parallel spacetime will function normally, but there isn't enough energy to sustain Little Moon's will. Please, please don't forget... the promise you made to me.

From now on, this parallel spacetime is yours. Take this token that controls the world's rules.

Also, cultivators from the original spacetime can come in, but those here must never enter the original spacetime, or they will be annihilated by the original spacetime's Heavenly Dao. Remember, remember.

Also, you must be careful... careful...

The voice transmission cut off here abruptly, Feng Qingyang looked at the token that appeared in his hand, wrapped in Dao patterns, with a complex and bewildered expression.

At this very moment he still wanted to say something: "No! What are you being careful about? You damn well finish speaking! How did you start learning from the Lord of the Netherworld?"

Lord of the Netherworld: "What what? Peak Immortal Emperor learning from me? Daoist Sir, I've made it!"

After Wuxin's body completely dissipated, the shattered heaven and earth swiftly merged, and soon everything returned to tranquility.

The countless cultivators of the Five Regions of Parallel Spacetime all wore complex expressions; no one expected this to end in such a way.

How grand and tragic is the declaration: "Gentlemen, behold; I will mend the blue heavens with my own body!"

"Senior, your righteousness is lofty!"

They all clasped their hands and respectfully faced the heavens; their loud voices pierced the clouds and echoed for a long, long time.

"This world is truly fantastical, from world-destroyer to savior…" Feng Qingyang shook his head, and soon an anxious voice pulled his thoughts back.

"Senior! Our Palace Master can't hold on much longer!"

The immortals of the Moon Immortal Palace anxiously gathered around the Moon Immortal Emperor, watching as the Palace Master slowly faded away, leaving them with no recourse.

Has the Great Calamity not yet ended?

Hearing this, Feng Qingyang instantly appeared beside the Moon Immortal Emperor: "Let me handle it."

With a thought he produced the Longevity Spirit-Shaping Device; the phantom-realm wills of those two Demon Immortal Emperors could previously be stored within it for rescue, and this time it would certainly work as well.

Moreover, unlike before, with the operation of the Heavenly Dao, this phantom realm has formed a true parallel spacetime; even if the phantom-realm will departs, the realm will not collapse.