Chapter 754: The Emergence of Heaven’s Will
“Yes, yes, I’m just a minor figure. Let me go and I’ll immediately leave the Heavenly Court and stop opposing you,” the Driftwave Immortal said hurriedly.
“Outer Heavens… I’m really starting to look forward to it,” Xu Zimo said.
He looked at the Driftwave Immortal and asked, “Where is your Holy Progenitor?”
“I truly don’t know. The Holy Progenitor’s whereabouts are always a mystery. Someone like me has no way of ever meeting him,” the Driftwave Immortal replied quickly.
“Then how do you normally communicate with the Heavenly Court?”
“It’s always the Heavenly Court’s envoys who contact me. We have no way to reach out to them ourselves,” the Immortal explained.
“If you’re useless for everything, then what’s the point of keeping you?” Xu Zimo snorted.
With that, he crushed the Immortal’s head with one hand, tearing his soul apart.
With a soul-wrenching scream, the Driftwave Immortal’s body collapsed to the ground.
Xu Zimo let Seven-Face return to the God World. Thinking about the Outer Heavens, he felt both pressure and anticipation.
Walking past the multicolored waterfall, Xu Zimo entered the Immortal’s house.
The room wasn’t large, with only a single meditation cushion.
Directly in front was a table covered with offerings, various immortal fruits.
On the wall above the table hung a portrait.
A lifelike, vivid painting.
It depicted an old man in a white robe, transcendent and otherworldly.
The old man gazed toward the edge of the skyline, his expression solemn and concerned for the world. A celestial deer sat beneath him.
The deer radiated immortal energy, surrounded by silver halos. Its body sparkled like it was embedded with thousands of stars.
Constantly flickering, like the stars across the heavens.
Xu Zimo stared quietly at the painting.
It felt as if the old man in the image turned to face him and made eye contact.
The next moment, the painting suddenly burned to ash and scattered into the air.
“Hello, and goodbye.”
Xu Zimo whispered and left the thatched hut.
Crossing through the sea of flowers and stepping through the multicolored waterfall, he returned to the peach forest, where the woman sat on a nearby rock, watching him.
“You… you…” she was speechless for a while.
“What’s wrong?” Xu Zimo asked.
“What did you do to the Driftwave Immortal?” she asked.
“He’s dead. You’re free now, shouldn’t you be happy?” Xu Zimo said with a smile.
“You killed him?” The woman looked at Xu Zimo in shock. “Who exactly are you?”
“Doesn’t matter. Just think of me as a passerby,” Xu Zimo said as he shook his head and left.
Watching his departing back, the woman hesitated for a moment, then slowly walked toward the area behind the waterfall.
Leaving Driftwave Immortal Island, everyone who had come with Xu Zimo was dead. He was the only one who emerged from the island.
The ship was still anchored not far away amidst the waves.
After the turmoil, the Endless Sky Sea was now unusually calm.
Xu Zimo walked across the calm sea surface, step by step toward the ship. Now, more than half of the crew was gone.
Only a few low-level cultivators who hadn’t dared to enter Driftwave Immortal Island remained.
“Why is it just you who came back?” someone asked Xu Zimo in confusion.
“They’re all dead. Set sail,” Xu Zimo said flatly with a wave of his hand.
“All dead? What kind of joke is that? Then why are you still alive?” someone questioned in disbelief.
But before he could finish, a flash of blade energy passed by, and his head rolled to the deck.
“I hate repeating myself.”
The massive ship roared as it began to move.
Xu Zimo stared deeply at the calm sea.
Everyone aboard the ship was silent, keeping their distance from Xu Zimo in fear.
He was happy to be left alone.
On the seventh day at sea, the weather turned gloomy and oppressive.
The sky was gray and colorless, blending into the dull ocean.
That afternoon, Xu Zimo, holding his curved blade, leaned against the upper deck, resting with his eyes closed.
He suddenly sensed something and looked up at the gray sky.
The next moment, the entire sky changed.
A dazzling light beam pierced the clouds, coloring everything it touched.
The sky lit up with blinding brilliance, and the surrounding spiritual energy began to surge wildly.
Like tidal waves, the overwhelming energy rushed toward the sky.
At the center of the radiance, a terrifying force was brewing.
Waves of ripples devoured the entire void.
In an instant, storms erupted across the sea, and the ship rocked violently.
Xu Zimo stared intently into the center of the light.
The brilliance there was more dazzling than the sun.
He couldn’t imagine the power contained within, and spiritforce from all around continued to pour toward that central point.
Moreover, all the elemental energies of the world were being drawn into the depths of the light.
It was as if the sky had been torn apart, and the space around the light became completely separate.
That place had become an independent domain.
“This… this is…” someone aboard the ship widened their eyes, frozen in place and speechless.
“Heaven’s Radiance shining, Yin and Yang severed, the convergence of all forces… It only happens once in an era,” an elder muttered.
“Heaven's Will… is about to emerge.”
At that moment, the entire continent trembled.
Whether it was the other four continents or the Middle Continent...
Whether it was imperial lineages, hidden sealed lands, or the ten forbidden grounds...
The entire world was shaken by the beginning of Heaven's Will.
At that moment, deep within the Infinite Immortal Mountain, Jiang Mochou slowly opened his eyes.
He looked up at the sky, into the depths of the blazing light, that was where all paths led.
In a hidden corner of the Primordial Heartlands, Tan Jiulin also opened her eyes and gazed deeply at the sky above.
Her aura grew heavier and more intense, full of resolve.
Meanwhile, in the Baili Imperial Clan of the Eastern Continent, the Lord of Samsara had just found Baili Xiao.
As they conversed, both looked toward the distant sky.
“It’s finally here,” Baili Xiao said coldly.
The formation of Heaven's Will is not a matter of a moment. It cannot be completed in an instant.
It absorbs the essence of an entire era and only becomes complete when it reaches perfection.
For now, Heaven's Will had only just begun, still gathering the world’s might, its full formation was some distance away.
But even so, everyone now felt the pressure.
Since it had already begun, it meant everything now had to proceed on schedule.
After drifting for more than seven days, the ship in the Endless Sea finally arrived at the transfer station.