Chapter 678: Despair

Liuhe Bahuang, endless forces, endless beings, all sensed in the depths of their hearts a cataclysmic disaster…

Yihe Yu, Erhe Yu, Sanhe Yu, Sihe Yu, Wuhe Yu, Liuhe Yu, and Shenhuang among the eight wildernesses, all are the same.

That sky‑obscuring Apocalyptic Giant Palm covered the heavens of Liuhe Bahuang, as if the sky itself were collapsing, slowly pressing down.

Before the Palm Seal arrived, the terrifying pressure already left countless beings limp on the ground, spitting blood, some even dying outright.

Countless structures, under that pressure, crashed down with a roar.

Countless mountains and rivers, under that pressure, cracked inch by inch.

Countless rivers, under that pressure, reversed their flow and surged backward.

The entire Liuhe Bahuang wailed, trembled, and fell into despair!

…

Shenhuang.

Tianshen Dazhou, one of the Shiyi Da Zhizun Dazhou.

Ruling force — Heavenly God Ancient Alliance.

At this moment, the entire Heavenly God Ancient Alliance was in chaos!

Countless disciples, pallid, trembling all over, some even limp on the ground, losing control of bladder and bowels, excrement flying everywhere!

Those Elders, Protectors and even Abbot who are usually aloof, now wore faces of terror, at a loss!

Under the pressure of that Apocalyptic Giant Palm, whatever cultivation level, whatever status, whatever dignity—

All of them no longer mattered!

Because—

In the next instant, they would all turn to ash!

…

Deep within the Heavenly God Ancient Alliance, inside an ancient hall.

A presence of overwhelming aura stood at the hall's doorway, looking up at the sky‑obscuring giant palm.

He, with deep‑set eyes, wore a calm expression.

Yet within those Dark Eyes flickered endless wisdom and vicissitudes.

This person is one of the highest‑ranking, longest‑serving Supreme Elders of the Heavenly God Ancient Alliance—

Qingyuan Shouzuo!

It is rumored that even the current leader of the Heavenly God Ancient Alliance treats him with utmost respect, observing junior etiquette.

He has lived many years, witnessing the rise and fall of the Heavenly God Ancient Alliance, witnessing the changes of Shenhuang.

His temperament has long been cultivated to the state of a still ancient well.

Even as Mount Tai collapses before him, his color does not change; a roe deer springs to his left, his gaze does not flicker.

However—

Facing such an apocalyptic calamity, even Qingyuan Shouzuo's still‑well heart cannot help but despair!

"Bane Creatures… Apocalyptic calamity… has arrived…"

He murmured, his voice hoarse and trembling, full of sorrow and helplessness.

His body shivered incessantly.

His gaze was desperate and dim.

Having lived so long, he thought he had long become indifferent to life and death.

But when death truly arrived, he realized—

He still was afraid.

Not afraid of dying.

But afraid of—

Heavenly God Ancient Alliance, whose legacy has been passed down through endless ages, would be destroyed in an instant.

"Supreme Elder… what shall we do…"

An Elder asked in a trembling voice, his words full of fear and despair:

"We can no longer hold it back…"

Qingyuan Shouzuo's lips quivered, his gaze turning toward Above the Nine Heavens.

Through that sky‑obscuring giant palm, he seemed to see something.

He saw the young Dark Shadow that once left an endless legend in the Heavenly God Ancient Alliance.

He could not help but say:

"Lord Ye… are you still there…"

"Will you descend…"

The voice was weak, like a dream‑like whisper.

Even he himself held no hope.

After all—

Ye Wuque left Shenhuang centuries ago.

Hundreds of years, for mortals, is the turnover of a dozen generations.

For cultivators, it is enough time for countless events to unfold.

Perhaps—

Ye Wuque may have long forgotten this place he once lingered.

Perhaps—

Ye Wuque had long been in higher, farther worlds, carving out his own realm.

How could he still remember this place?

How could he still return?

Qingyuan Shouzuo gave a wry smile and shook his head.

"It's nothing… it's nothing…"

"Destiny is thus… no mortal power can defy it…"

He closed his eyes, awaiting the arrival of death.

……

Another place.

Here, also located in the Divine Wilderness.

It is, however, the False Divine Wilderness.

The Divine Wilderness Dynasty.

Within the imperial palace.

A breathtaking figure stood upon the high platform, looking up at the Apocalyptic Giant Palm.

She wore a splendid imperial robe, a phoenix crown on her head, bearing noble bearing and a peerless visage.

She was the empress of the Divine Wilderness Dynasty — Shenyou Diji!

Hundreds of years passed, and she remained as beautiful as ever.

The passage of time left no trace on her face; instead it made her more mature, more enchanting.

But at this moment—

On her exquisite face, there was no fear, no panic.

Only a single clear tear slowly fell.

"What a pity…"

She murmured, her voice full of sorrow and reluctance:

"Before death, I did not get another glance at Young Master Ye…"

"Otherwise…"

"Even if I were to die instantly… what does it matter?"

She slowly closed her eyes.

Calmly facing death.

In her mind, fragments from centuries ago floated up—

That black‑robed youth, who first came to the Divine Wilderness Dynasty, met her.

That black‑robed youth, who stood up at the dynasty's most perilous moment.

That black‑robed youth, who single‑handedly turned the cosmos and saved the entire Divine Wilderness.

That black‑robed youth, who walked with her through the most beautiful times.

She thought time was long, that there would always be a chance to meet again.

She thought that someday, he would return.

She waited and waited, for several hundred years.

What she waited for was the Apocalyptic Calamity.

What she waited for was death.

"Young Master Ye…"

She whispered softly, her voice full of longing and regret:

"I… truly miss you so much…"

……

Boom—!!!

The whole Liuhe Bahuang trembled like a clump of mud about to be crushed into fragments.

The Apocalyptic Giant Palm of the Immortal Bane Creatures from above—

Rushed down arrogantly!

The Palm Seal covered the entire Liuhe Bahuang.

This palm—

Not only did it completely strike Liuhe Bahuang.

Even the slightest aftershock that reached Liuhe Bahuang would surely lead to its total annihilation!

That Heavenly Ancient Alliance.

That Divine Wilderness Dynasty.

That Shiyi Da Zhizun Dazhou.

That endless beings.

All will—

Turn to ash and vanish!

……

The Immortal Bane Creatures, standing proudly above the Nine Heavens, looked down upon the Liuhe Bahuang below, struggling like ants.

On its snarling face was a mocking cold smile.

"Hehe…"

He spoke slowly, his voice sounding as if it came from the Nine Nether Abyss, strange and terrifying:

"I just love massacring these kinds of trash…"

"I just love watching the despair and wails of these ants before they die…"

"Hehehe…"

His smile grew more smug, more arrogant.

As if—

All of this was merely his game.

……

Giant Palm—

Ruthlessly descended!

Liuhe Bahuang, endless lifeforms—

Despair!

The Heavenly God Ancient Alliance, including Qingyuan Shouzuo, Chu Xingkuang and other senior members—

All were suffocated!

Despair!

The Shenhuang Dynasty, Empress Shenyou Diji, and a host of civil officials and military generals—

All looked in desperate despair at everything about to be utterly annihilated before them…

Time itself seemed to stretch long and hopeless…

……

However—

Shenyou Diji's beautiful eyes trembled slightly.

The feeling of being shattered and torn did not arrive.

That sense of an apocalyptic crisis also seemed to vanish suddenly!

"Hmm?"

She, puzzled, slowly opened her eyes.

Then—

She was stunned.

Where are any Bane Creatures left?

Where is any Apocalyptic Giant Palm left?

All have disappeared!

In their place—

It is the Dark Shadow of a tall, upright, heroic and handsome man in a black robe!

He steps from Above the Nine Heavens, step by step through the Void, slowly approaching her!