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The aura surged into the skies, confronting the three great elders of the Goddess Palace. The crowd below watched in shock.
“Are you truly set on opposing the Goddess Palace?” Ancestor Heaven-Bearer asked, his gaze sharp. “This is our main stronghold. You’d best think carefully.”
“And you have the nerve to ask me that? I brought Gongsun Hongtian here, and yet you want to go back on your word? The Mortal Dust Palace being ruled by people like you is truly disgusting,” Xu Zimo said, shaking his head.
“If you’re willing to back off, the Goddess Palace will compensate you. But if you insist on this path, then we’ll suppress you as well,” Heaven-Bearer said coldly.
“You and what army?” Xu Zimo chuckled.
With a snort, the blade intent from his right hand surged forth from Shadow Tyrant, and he charged at Heaven-Bearer.
Half the sky was stirred up by the violent blade intent.
Meanwhile, Gongsun Hongtian rushed toward Luminous.
That left Chaos to battle Heaven-Sworn.
The sky was divided into three battlefields. Those below had no right to intervene.
The cultivation method of the Goddess Palace was quite unique.
Their technique was known as the Eighteen Realms.
It referred to the six senses, six roots, and six dusts, together forming the so-called Eighteen Realms.
Once a person’s Eighteen Realms were erased, they would become a soulless shell, a walking corpse.
That was the true terror of this technique.
It was commonly used to punish criminals within the Goddess Palace.
The six senses: sight, hearing, smell, taste, touch, and thought.
The six roots: visual root, auditory root, olfactory root, gustatory root, tactile root, and cognitive root.
The six dusts: color, sound, scent, flavor, texture, and perception.
These eighteen components represented the body and mind of a person.
Now, around Ancestor Heaven-Bearer, eighteen different streams of energy swirled.
He stood in the sky, the energies evolving, merging, and dispersing.
They eventually formed a massive barrier that enveloped both him and Xu Zimo.
“Here, I can strip you of everything,” Heaven-Bearer said calmly.
With a wave of his right hand, the sky itself seemed to collapse.
Countless streams of energy surged toward Xu Zimo.
Xu Zimo raised Shadow Tyrant high and slashed straight down.
With a thunderous explosion, it was like a massive mushroom cloud erupted, engulfing the entire sky.
Space was completely shattered, and fragments of broken reality rained down.
“Strip the six senses!” Heaven-Bearer shouted.
The surrounding energy wrapped tightly around Xu Zimo.
In that moment, it was as if the entire world vanished from his consciousness.
He couldn’t see, hear, or touch anything. He couldn’t feel at all, as if he was submerged in endless, boundless darkness.
“So this is the Eighteen Realms,” he muttered to himself.
Though he couldn’t even hear his own voice.
Xu Zimo could no longer sense anything from the outside world. His consciousness felt completely locked away.
He slowly sat up, and the third eye on his forehead gradually opened.
“Heavenly Tribulation God Eyes!”, the divine eyes Xu Zimo had awakened before.
Its power wasn’t just divine thunder. It could also see through all illusion.
Lightning was the bane of all illusions and ghosts.
It embodied both absolute yin and absolute yang, the strongest form of destructive thunder.
This Eighteen Realms technique didn’t actually strip away the senses.
It used illusion to block perception, a high-level illusion almost impossible to detect.
But when the Heavenly Tribulation God Eyes opened, a faint arc of violet lightning flickered from his brow.
Within that arc, a sea of thunder brewed, and as soon as the illusion met it, it was instantly destroyed.
Outside, Ancestor Heaven-Bearer looked at Xu Zimo’s unresponsive state, believing he was completely at his mercy.
Just as he stepped closer, a bolt of lightning shot out from Xu Zimo’s forehead,
Piercing straight through his chest and sending him flying in a torrent of divine thunder.
Xu Zimo slowly stood up, the Heavenly Tribulation God Eyes on his brow pulsing with endless gray lightning.
He looked at Heaven-Bearer, who staggered back to his feet.
A gaping hole had been blasted through his chest.
Even his blood had been scorched gray-purple by the thunder.
Yet he was not dead. At this level, even if one’s true fate was shattered, revival was still possible.
Let alone a wound of this level.
“I really underestimated you,” Heaven-Bearer sneered.
“You’re surprisingly weak,” Xu Zimo replied, shaking his head.
Heaven-Bearer growled. He hadn’t expected his Eighteen Realms to be broken so easily.
After all, it was a technique left behind by the World-Weary Goddess. He had cultivated it for years and believed he’d mastered its essence.
“Wretched Beast, come forth!” Heaven-Bearer roared again.
The force of his true fate surged behind him.
From the void emerged a massive beast head, followed by its body and limbs.
This creature’s head was enormous and its body completely red.
Its back and arms glowed like molten lava, radiating intense heat.
Each side of its back bore four metallic, blade-like spikes.
Its head resembled a monkey, with long white hairs drifting from its cheeks and crown.
Its ears were slender and layered with circular patterns.
As the Wretched Beast appeared, it glared at Xu Zimo with vicious eyes.
Leaping a hundred meters high, it lunged at him.
Xu Zimo raised his blade to meet it, but the beast clamped down on the blade and yanked hard.
Its strength was overwhelming, biting down on the Shadow Tyrant blade, it flung Xu Zimo into the air.
He twisted mid-flight, regaining control and stabilizing himself.
Seeing the Wretched Beast charge again,
Xu Zimo waved his right hand, unleashing a torrent of demonic energy.
“Third Form of Demon: Terrestrial Demon. Bringer of all disasters.”
As his words fell, the surroundings of the Goddess Palace began to change.
Lightning flashed, thunder roared. Torrential storms broke out.
Disasters came flooding in.
Earthquakes, floods, blood storms, sandstorms, hurricanes, volcanoes, tsunamis...
Every kind of calamity engulfed the Goddess Palace, swallowing the Wretched Beast and Ancestor Heaven-Bearer.
Nature’s fury was unstoppable. People say man can defy heaven, but this was not something that could be stopped so easily.
Amidst all the chaos, Heaven-Bearer’s roars were drowned out.
Xu Zimo calmly watched it all unfold.
After the disasters passed and the wind and rain faded, the shattered sky looked pure once again. Heaven-Bearer’s body lay crumpled in the void.
Luminous and Heaven-Sworn, who had been battling Gongsun Hongtian, rushed over immediately,
And rescued the now-shattered true fate of Ancestor Heaven-Bearer.