Chapter 379: The Clock of Movements and Silences

“Have we… chosen the wrong person?”
Beside Kanrelas, a golden-haired immortal lord spoke hesitantly.
“Then tell me, who should we choose?” Kanrelas shook his head. “The union of the Spirit Heavens Lord with the reincarnation of some unknown great power seems destined. It appears we’re manipulating things from behind, but in reality? The Spirit Heavens Lord’s strength far exceeds ours. Can we really make her reincarnate as a human in an instant? Heh… we’re nothing but a speck of dust in this whole affair.”
Kanrelas sighed softly.
“Yes, we think of ourselves as superior, beyond life and death, standing above all others as immortal lords… Yet in the eyes of others, we’re nothing but shortsighted fools,” the golden-haired man, the Golden Cicada Immortal Lord, sighed.
“Let’s not worry about these for now,” said a middle-aged man in blue robes as he walked over slowly. “That tigress is about to emerge from seclusion. Her daughter and son-in-law are completely dead. How shall we explain this?”
“What does this have to do with us? Just tell her to go find Chen Xiao,” the Golden Cicada Immortal Lord shrugged indifferently.
“Tell her to go find Chen Xiao?” The man in blue robes sneered. “Maybe you don’t know, but that tigress has been hiding her true strength all along.”
“Qingxuan, what do you mean?” The Golden Cicada frowned and looked up.
“Ling Yue is the strongest among us seven—this is universally acknowledged. But have you ever seen Ling Yue compete with Ge Kong?” Qingxuan took a deep breath. “The two of them are husband and wife. Ge Kong simply refuses to overpower her husband.”
“How do you know all this? And even if Ge Kong’s strength exceeds Ling Yue’s, so what? What does it have to do with us?”
The Golden Cicada was uninterested. His strength ranked sixth among the seven, only slightly above Kanrelas, the last to become an immortal lord. In his eyes, who was number one didn’t matter.
“Golden Cicada, do you know why your strength is still below Wu Yu’s?” Qingxuan looked at him with a half-smile. Wu Yu was Kanrelas’s true name—the Wu Yu Immortal Lord. “In fact, it won’t be long before Wu Yu’s strength surpasses yours too.”
“Uh…” The Golden Cicada looked embarrassed.
In terms of seniority, he was the fourth to become an immortal lord, but in terms of strength, he had always been at the bottom.
“That’s because the six of us have practiced two types of rules… Although the concept of life and death is overwhelming and occupies most of our thoughts, we still have other experiences to help us understand the second type of rule… Only you, Golden Cicada Immortal Lord, have only one rule related to life and death.”
“Like Ling Yue—his second rule is curses. He uses curses to complement his control over life and death, allowing him to exert even greater power. That’s why he’s stronger than any of us.”
“And my second rule is penetration. At the same level, nothing can hide from me.”
As he spoke, Qingxuan gave Kanrelas a meaningful glance. There was another thing he didn’t say: it wouldn’t be long before Kanrelas not only surpassed the Golden Cicada but also everyone else, becoming the strongest in the City of Chaos.

Jinchan scratched his head, his expression growing more embarrassed, not knowing what to say.
“As for what relevance this has to us?” Qingxuan sneered. “We watched Lingyue and Yuezhi get killed without doing anything, staying indifferent. In the eyes of a mad tiger mother, what relevance do we have?”
“Sigh, actually, compared to Ge Kong, we should be more worried about another person,” Kraneras spoke up at that moment.
She raised her head and looked outside the City of Chaos, at the endless chaotic winds, her eyes filled with various memories.
“If it weren’t for Xiouwen’s appearance, I would have thought the Immortal Lord was the strongest being at the pinnacle, and that our world was the only one in chaos. Now it seems how naive and carefree I used to be.”
Suddenly, a sinister voice rang out. Slowly, a young man holding a paper fan and wearing a lazy smile approached.
“Ao Xie, your descendants have been messed up by a little kid. Aren’t you going to deal with it?” Qingxuan said helplessly upon seeing this somewhat sloppy young man.
Ao Xie shrugged and said, “Those so-called dragon descendants were just something I created out of boredom. If they’re in chaos, so be it… As for that little kid, he only has my blood in him. Let him do whatever he wants.”
Immortal Lord Ao Xie lived up to his name—his words and actions were extremely sinister. His strength, prior to this, was only second to Immortal Lord Lingyue, making him the second-strongest being in the City of Chaos.
Ao Xie’s true form was a celestial dragon, born with nine claws, the supreme being of dragons—and of course, the first dragon to emerge in this chaotic realm. After him, aside from a few celestial dragons, the rest of the dragon species, such as winged dragons and earth dragons, were merely creations of his own.
“Alright, now we need to think about how to deal with that tiger mother… Hey, Lingyue is quite extreme too—marrying a tiger, and that too a female tiger. I wonder how Lingyue can tolerate it.”
Ao Xie’s eyes flickered, seemingly considering various details about the process by which Yuezhi was created.
The other three were speechless.
“What about Liuli? Her mind is always sharp. Why not ask her to come up with a solution?” Jinchan stretched lazily and sat down on the ground.
“Liuli… she’s disappeared.”
A look of disbelief appeared on Ao Xie’s face. “I came to see you all because of Liuli. In just an instant, she vanished into thin air, and I didn’t notice anything strange… It seems she never existed at all.”
“Huh?!”
Qingxuan, Kraneras, and Jinchan all showed surprised expressions upon hearing Ao Xie’s words.
“And…,” Ao Xie became serious at this point, “all traces of Liuli’s existence, including everything related to her, everything that proved she once existed, has disappeared. All that remains is my memory of her.”
In an instant, the atmosphere around them became eerie.
What Ao Xie had said when he appeared earlier was actually referring to this very matter.

“Never mind, there’s no need to worry about it. Let things take their course,” Jin Chan said with a smirk. “That Xiu Wen is probably about to bring other Immortal Lords from the Chaos Realm here. Moreover, the Divine Heaven Immortal Lord has retrieved everything hers. Well, with these two powerful figures in control, that tigress probably can’t do much. As for Liuli’s matter…”
When Liuli was mentioned, Jin Chan sighed. “In the Chaos, there’s so much that we simply cannot understand.”
At this moment, Jin Chan resembled an ancient monk who had transcended everything.
Qing Xuan smirked and glanced at him, but he also agreed with his words.
“You’ll never know why Ling Yue married such an ugly tiger… Behind Ling Yue and Ge Kong… Even I in my past life was very wary of them.”
Kanrelas let out a deep sigh.
…
While the several Immortal Lords of the Chaos City were discussing among themselves, the entire Heavenly Realm became brilliantly lit. The glow of the Fire Origin Spirit Fire spread throughout the realm.
The Origin Spirit Fire was formed by the interweaving of origin paths—it was almost the most primitive set of rules. The seals of the Heavenly Realm would ignite upon contact with these Origin Spirit Fires, transforming into streams of rule pathways that merged into the spirit fire.
At this moment, the beings of the Heavenly Realm noticed that the sky seemed clearer and brighter, with stars slowly appearing above.
These stars were not those drawn to the Heavenly Realm by its gravity, but rather stars from the vast ocean of stars in the universe!
The endless power of these stars streamed into the Heavenly Realm, transforming into various types of elemental forces. Instantly, the vitality of the Heavenly Realm increased ten thousand times compared to before!
“The seals of the Heavenly Realm have been broken!”
“Has the moment arrived to reign over all realms once again?”
“The universe is the true stage for the strong!”
Within the Heavenly Realm, ancient thoughts awoke from slumber, and their powerful auras instantly filled the realm.
Even in some little-known corners of the Heavenly Realm, or in dangerous and secret places that made the gods tremble, massive thoughts echoed—clearly signs that some ancient powerful beings had awakened from their slumber.
In an instant, the situation in the entire Heavenly Realm became extremely complex.
…
On the Source Continent.
Still on the periphery of the continent, a seemingly insignificant small faction—Chen Xiao, Chen Jianzhou, Tian Ming, Ling Tianzun, and Mo Xian—sat around a dining table, enjoying each other’s company.
On the table were delicious meals prepared by top chefs from Earth.
Mo Xian’s mouth was stuffed full, with shiny grease around her lips, yet she kept stuffing food in and mumbling something.
“Mmm… delicious, so delicious…”
But her eyes were fixed on another direction, where there was clearly a… television!
A 79-inch ultra-thin LCD TV from Earth. Although it was currently showing only boring entertainment programs, Mo Xian watched it with great interest.
Everything was so miraculous.
On the other side of the table, Tian Ming and Ling Tianzun were affectionate with each other, turning one corner of the table into their private world.

As for Chen Jianzhou, his face was flushed with joy; he would occasionally lift his wine cup and take a small sip. It seemed he could hardly resist singing a few lines of the popular Peking opera in Huaxia.

Chen Xiao, on the other hand, had a silly expression. He would glance at his parents, then at his grandfather, and most of the time, he would add dishes to Mo Xian’s bowl.

“This is the life I’ve always longed for.” At this moment, Chen Xiao was extremely satisfied.

“Kid, it’s not over yet. Though our family is reunited, we live in chaotic times and can’t control our own fates,” Chen Jianzhou said after taking a sip of wine and tapping Chen Xiao’s head.

“I know, Grandpa. I don’t care about the world at large, but even for myself and those I love, I must fight hard,” Chen Xiao replied with a nod.

By now, Chen Jianzhou was already a ruler-level figure, but his supreme divine essence was not that of a Death God—it was… Yin and Yang! This power of Yin and Yang originated from Chai Yunkē. Through Chen Xiao’s powerful Two Principles energy, Chai Yunkē understood the existence of Yin and Yang and practiced the laws of Yin and Yang. But just as he was about to become a Godly Sovereign, he transferred all those laws into Chen Jianzhou’s supreme divine essence, while focusing on the original laws of Light and Water himself.

Chai Yunkē was the spirit of the Light-Water Heavenly River Map. For him, the laws of Light and Water were the most suitable.

As for Tian Ming, he still possessed ruler-level power, having merged the primal rivers of the Heavenly River and the Nether River. Yet his strength was not as simple as it seemed. The Nether River was the source of the Netherworld—in other words, it was the origin of the Immortal Dragon Lord or even more mysterious and terrifying beings. The Heavenly River, on the other hand, was the source of the Immortal Windless Lord, who was on the same level as the Immortal Dragon Lord.

Now, the Nether River was equivalent to having received the blessings of these two great beings at the same time—its terror was unimaginable. Yet he had never shown his true strength, or rather, had never lifted his self-imposed seal.

“Mm,” Chen Jianzhou nodded in satisfaction as he looked at Chen Xiao.

“When shall we set off to return to Earth?” he asked after a pause.

“Earth? We can’t go back,” Chen Xiao shook his head. “At least not yet.”

Earth might seem like a tiny planet, but on this small planet, there were traces of countless terrifying beings. At least, whenever chaos erupted in the universe, those terrifying Guardian Sacred Beasts would appear to protect Earth’s safety.

It could be said that the universe was in chaos, with even the Netherworld under attack by unknown entities. Yet Earth remained peaceful and serene. No matter how hard those creatures tried, they couldn’t step into the solar system, let alone enter Earth itself.

The connection between the World of Superpowers and Earth was also severed at some point.

“Let’s stay on the Source Continent for now. At least we’ve invested a lot of effort here, right?” Chen Xiao smiled. He glanced at Mo Xian and instinctively pinched her cheek, saying, “Xianxian, I’ll take you to find your parents in a while.”

“Mm? Uh-huh!”

Mo Xian nodded frantically with her little head, trying hard to swallow the food in her mouth while shifting her gaze from the TV to Chen Xiao.
Boom!!!
At that moment, a deafening explosion rang out, causing even this already heavily fortified house to shake. Clearly, the source of this explosion was an attack aimed at this place.
“What was inevitable has arrived.”
Chen Xiao stood up instantly.
“Xiao,” Mo Xian said, grabbing Chen Xiao’s hand.
“Xianxian, don’t worry. It’s not that person… The hidden powerhouses in the universe have appeared. After all, there’s a God Lord and two Sovereigns gathered here, so naturally, they’ll come to subdue them.”
Chen Xiao looked at Mo Xian’s worried expression and smiled tenderly.
As for Tian Ming and the Spirit God Lord, they didn’t even lift their eyes, still immersed in their affection, completely indifferent. It was only because Mo Xian was worried about Chen Xiao and her attention was divided by the delicious food and what was on TV that she lost her composure.
After hearing Chen Xiao’s words and sensing it herself, she finally calmed down.
“Mm… Then go ahead. I’ll continue…” Mo Xian sat back down and resumed her previous actions.
Chen Xiao simply shook his head, gave Chen Jianzhou a signal, then stepped forward and rose above his territory.
In the sky, countless figures floated densely. The weakest among them were True Spirit Gods, beings known as God Kings in the universe.
In fact, before the Heavenly Realm was sealed and the God Realm still existed, the status of True Spirit Gods was no different from that of the current Void Gods. Even the existence of the Supreme God wasn’t particularly rare.
You see, in Chen Xiao’s Supreme God Space, the worlds inhabited by his followers were all left behind after the Supreme Gods fell—there were over three thousand of them!
As for the current universe, it was like something had been messed up by a troublemaker; most of the hidden powerhouses had emerged, including some former Supreme Gods who had fled from the Heavenly Realm to the universe.
At the forefront of these invaders was a powerful Supreme God, almost on par with ancient Supreme Gods like Gu Tianzun who had fought against Chen Xiao.
Seeing Chen Xiao step out, he spoke indifferently, “Submit, or…”
“Get lost!”
Chen Xiao snapped impatiently before he could finish speaking.
“You…” The Supreme God’s expression changed, and he sneered, “Fine, fine! You fools who don’t know death! Kill them all, not one left!”
“Damn it… This was just a test.”
Chen Xiao’s Reincarnation Eye saw a dark aura between the Supreme God’s brows, identical to that of Yue Zhi Tianzun and the others. He immediately understood.
“If it weren’t for me establishing the Human Path and speaking for it, I might not have recognized your origins… But now, let the Fire of the Human Path burn away human resentment and negative emotions!”
With a single gesture, Chen Xiao summoned the Fire of the Human Path, which burst forth from the void, instantly enveloping all those figures in the sky.
Perhaps one person wouldn’t make much of a difference, but with all those figures burning together, thick black smoke quickly filled the entire void.

Black mists representing people’s and beings’ resentments and destructive emotions danced within the flames of humanity, coalescing into one demonic head after another. They roared, struggled, and voiced their grievances about the unfairness of heaven, the ruthlessness of the Way, and their own unwillingness to accept fate. Even the flames of humanity could not completely burn these terrifying manifestations of resentment. Yet this did not mean Chen Xiao was powerless—the Mirror of Reincarnation had already risen into the sky, absorbing all those resentments and negative emotions into an endless cycle of reincarnation. In just a moment, everything, including that powerful Heavenly Lord, vanished, and the sky cleared again. But Chen Xiao’s brows furrowed slightly as his gaze fixed on a certain direction in the sky, his expression growing increasingly grave.

…

“Sixth Sister, we’ve been wandering around in this chaos for so long—where exactly are we going?” A voice filled with sorrow kept echoing in the chaos. Xiū Wěn followed behind Shén Tiān, that is, Shuǐ Miǎo, with a mournful face. “The Heavenly Book is still here, proving that the leader is still alive,” Shén Tiān said, frowning and sighing. “What?!” Xiū Wěn jumped up abruptly. “Sixth Sister, are you serious? You say we need to find the leader?! But the leader—he’s—” Xiū Wěn stammered for a long time but couldn’t put his thoughts into words. “The leader never showed up from the start. The six of us were killed, yet he remained hidden somewhere…” “Shut up!” Shén Tiān’s expression turned cold. “The leader has his own plans. Under those circumstances, even if he had stepped in, it would have been death anyway.” “But he should at least show some loyalty. When we became sworn brothers, we agreed to die on the same day, month, and year. Now, the six of us died that way, while he remains safe and sound.” Xiū Wěn continued to complain discontentedly. Shén Tiān bit her lip, a hint of disappointment flashing in her eyes. “Alright, Sixth Sister, I get it. The leader must have had a long-term plan—uh, no, he must have made arrangements to conserve his strength so he could avenge us all at once. To preserve the flame, right?” Seeing Shén Tiān’s expression, Xiū Wěn quickly changed his words. “But where exactly is he?” Shén Tiān stared blankly at the gray chaos, confusion in her eyes. “Sixth Sister, your Art of Calculation is the best in all the heavens. Can’t you reassemble the Art of Calculation and figure it out?” As he spoke, Xiū Wěn gently squeezed his hands, and a delicate, ancient-looking clock appeared in them. Inside the clock, a bronze pendulum swung back and forth, yet the entire clock remained motionless. If Pò Wàng were here, he would surely recognize that this small clock was none other than the Clock of Movement, one of the Seven Treasures of the Way, which had been completely destroyed. “The Art of Calculation…” Shén Tiān’s expression darkened as she shook her head. “Not yet. At least, we need to wait until he fully comprehends the profound essence of it.” Hearing Shén Tiān’s words, Xiū Wěn shrugged.

“Sixth Sister, what do you think? If we gather all the Immortal Lords in the Chaos, would there be a chance?” Xiu Wen suddenly asked.
“Gather all the Immortal Lords in the Chaos?” Shen Tian was stunned for a moment before nodding. “There certainly is a chance. But Xiao Qi, you must realize—how many truly share your heart? Are all the Immortal Lords determined to destroy that existence in the Heavenly Orbits?”
“Hmm…” Xiu Wen fell silent.
“And do you know? The state of the Chaos Realm now is not what it was back then. Back then, we had one main world and thirty-three heavens, ruling over countless Chaos Realms. We were the masters; our words were commands, and who dared not obey? But now, who even knows who you, Xiu Wen the Dao Lord, are, or who I, Shen Tian the Dao Lord, am?”
Shen Tian turned to stare at Xiu Wen.
“But Sixth Sister, our status comes from our strength. It is our overwhelming power that makes all beings submit and all realms submit to us!”
Xiu Wen puffed out his chest again.
“Is that so?”
Shen Tian looked at him with a half-smile.
“Second Brother, the Immortal Lord of Eternal Life, leads others on the path of enlightenment, caring for all living beings and always thinking of them. Third Brother, Hunyuan, understands the law of cause and effect, urging people to do good and explaining karma. Fourth Brother, Youlong, established the cycle of reincarnation to preserve the souls of living beings. Fifth Sister, Wulan, understands fate as sharp as a knife—seemingly heartless but actually full of great love, taking the indifference of the Dao for herself and spreading its great love among all beings… And as for me, I impart the profound mysteries of the Dao to living beings, expanding their wisdom so that everyone can understand reason. As for the Eldest Brother, he spreads civilization among beings, helping them escape barbarism and devote themselves to the Dao… So, what exactly is the reason why we can make all heavens and realms submit?”
Shen Tian asked slowly, emphasizing each word.
“Hmph, isn’t it because I taught them the concept of time, so they know about time and motion, giving them a way to measure it?” Xiu Wen smirked.
“If you already understand, why ask? Strength—yes, strength can make people submit, but do you really trust such submission?” Shen Tian said coldly.
“Isn’t it different times now? Wouldn’t it be strange to spread the Dao once the world is at peace?” Xiu Wen tried to defend himself.
“Ah, you don’t understand,” Shen Tian shook his head. “A wise ruler in peaceful times, a hero in chaotic times… Hehe, the world now no longer needs rulers, nor even Dao Lords who spread the Dao.”
Xiu Wen scratched his head.
“Heaven is right. The living beings now no longer need us.” Suddenly, a voice echoed through the Chaos.
“Eldest Brother?!”
“Eldest Brother?!”
Shen Tian and Xiu Wen stopped in their tracks, looking up in surprise, trying to find the source of the voice. But all they saw was the gray, misty Chaos.
“No need to look. I died long ago. Even before that life was born, I was already killed by it. What remains of me now is just a trace of my essence trapped in the Book of Civilization.”
“So that’s how it is…” Shen Tian’s body trembled slightly.

“Heaven, as long as civilization endures, I will not die. I… will always be by your side.” That voice spoke again, with a hint of tenderness in it.
“Mm.” Shentian nodded firmly, tears welling in his eyes.
Xiuwen wisely chose to remain silent.
“I now place my trust in the Book of Civilization, and I’ve come to understand many things… Some things cannot be destroyed by force, like that being in the celestial path.”
“Hm?” Shentian and Xiuwen were stunned.
“That being… seems to be nothing but a conspiracy, or perhaps a trap. But this trap has grown so large that it’s beyond anyone’s control.”
“Brother…” Shentian wanted to say something, but was interrupted.
“Heaven, Xiao Qi, although we are Dao Lords, we are still beneath the Dao. Yet, within this existence, there are those who can stand alongside the Dao, or even… surpass it.”
“What?!” Shentian and Xiuwen were shocked.
“Sigh…” After a sigh, a pale purple light flashed in the chaos, and a man dressed in a purple robe, with purple eyes and hair, slowly appeared.
“Brother…” Shentian trembled uncontrollably upon seeing this man.
“Thinking I, Wuhen, am the greatest beneath the Dao… yet I’m still just beneath it.” Wuhen sighed as he stepped forward and gently embraced Shentian.
“Brother…” Suddenly, Xiuwen spoke up.
“Mm?” Wuhen turned to look at him.
“In the chaos, countless calamities have occurred, and after each calamity, talented individuals emerge… Now, there are quite a few people in the chaos with the same level of cultivation as you and me back then,” Xiuwen said.
“I understand what you want to do,” Wuhen nodded. “Go… but remember to act within your limits. There are some people you cannot afford to offend right now.”
“I know.” Xiuwen suddenly remembered how, before his true spirit awakened and he was still in a daze, he had been struck by the chaos thunderstorms. Then, with a turn, he disappeared.
“Brother…” Shentian frowned slightly.
“You know Xiao Qi’s personality—he’s lively and impulsive. He won’t turn back unless he’s thoroughly frustrated…” Wuhen smiled gently. “Don’t worry. At most, he’ll suffer a little setback; it’s nothing serious.”
“Brother, what should we do now…”
“Heaven, I know why you’ve come to me, but I can’t help that person at all. Everything about him is under his own control. Anyone who tries to control or interfere with his fate will meet a bad end. That Lingyue Immortal Lord is the best example,” Wuhen said with a sigh.
“Then, what is his origin? Is he also the reincarnation of some ancient powerful being?” Shentian asked.
“A reincarnation of an ancient powerful being?” Wuhen shook his head. “No. Before meeting you, he was just an ordinary boy—nothing extraordinary about him. The only thing worth mentioning are his parents.”

“Chen Xiao’s parents…” Shen Tian calculated carefully. She had seen Chen Xiao’s father, the Supreme God of Tianming, but she had never met Chen Xiao’s mother. Even after arriving in the Heavenly Realm, Shen Tian in the Supreme God’s space was disturbed by the aura left by the Immortal Lord of Eternal Life, falling into endless memories until she remembered that she was the Immortal Lord of Shen Tian. Once her true primordial spirit awakened, she left Chen Xiao behind. “His parents may be extraordinary… but all they left him was a celestial map. As for his so-called bloodline, it comes from the Chen family and the Xueye family on Earth.” “So, someone went to great lengths to bring those two together…” Shen Tian found it hard to believe. “The purpose of bringing them together was simply to do so; Chen Xiao’s existence was just an added bonus, or rather, an accident.” Wisely glowing lights flashed in Wu Hen’s eyes as he analyzed continuously. “An added bonus… I wonder what that guy would think if he knew your opinion of him, Big Brother.” Shen Tian couldn’t help but laugh. “Let’s go. We should meet some ancient powers in the Chaos. The reputations of Daoist Wu Hen and Daoist Shen Tian can still intimidate them.” With that, Wu Hen pulled Shen Tian along, and the two disappeared into the Chaos. … “I’ve already gathered the Seal of Death. That little girl has also transformed the rules of life into her Dao heart. Well, if I devour her and obtain her Dao heart of life, and then combine it with the Seal of Death, then the rules of life will also be influenced by death and condensed into a seal, right?” “I also have some understanding of the Fourth Brother’s Path of Reincarnation. If I incorporate the rules of life and death and refine them with the concept of reincarnation, there’s still a chance to become a Daoist Lord. Even if I can’t become one, the title of Supreme of Life and Death is enough to scare many people to death.” Along the way, Xiu Wen pondered while gathering one after another Immortal Lord who had understood the rules of life and death in the Chaos. These Immortal Lords were either hiding their presence through special methods or, as Yu Hua said, were raised by some being on the celestial path. But in any case, Xiu Wen forced them all to submit. Of course, there was a bait involved as well—such as guaranteeing that they would never die or be destroyed during countless calamities. … “It’s finally here…” In the City of Chaos, Immortal Lord Qing Xuan suddenly opened her eyes, and the others also gathered around. “Ling Yue… Yue Zhi… they’re both dead, and there’s no way to revive them?” Immortal Lord Ge Kong stared blankly at the empty Chaos. The rules of life and death were tried again and again, but failed each time. “Hehe… That can’t be true. It must be a mistake, a mistake…” Ge Kong seemed insane. When she saw the several major Immortal Lords gathered together, madness flashed in her eyes. “Ling Yue is dead, Yue Zhi is dead too… You’re all going to be buried with them.” Ge Kong’s face turned pale, her already ugly face becoming even more grotesque. “All of you, die!” Suddenly, Ge Kong spread her fingers, and streams of black energy shot out from her palms. “The Path of Slaughter, the Path of Asura, the Path of Demons! Life and death are intertwined! May the demons destroy the heavens—die all!”

The intent of brutal slaughter transformed into blood-red blades, which, combined with the overwhelming sense of death, turned into endless waves of murderous energy that surged toward the five Immortal Lords.
“Sure enough, she’s like a tigress—unreasonable!” Jin Chan cursed loudly.
“Damn it! Her path of killing demons has become her core belief, making her a Demon Path Supreme. No wonder!” Qing Xuan’s face showed despair.
“Ao Xie, you’ll be the first to die. Your cultivation is still above Ling Yue’s. You could have saved her, but you just stood by. So, you’ll die!! Die!!!”
Ge Kong’s hair had turned blood red, and fine blood-red hairs appeared on her cheeks, exposed arms, and neck.
The waves of slaughter had turned into a whirlwind that swept toward Ao Xie.
“Damn it! What a formidable woman! She even restrained my innate powers!”
Ao Xie’s true strength was far beyond Ling Yue’s. He had grasped the rules of life and death as well as another set of rules. Moreover, he possessed an innate power that even Qing Xuan couldn’t fathom—equivalent to three sets of rules within him!
Yet, facing the berserk Immortal Lord Ge Kong, he couldn’t unleash his full strength.
“Hmph! Life and death are under my control!”
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a Taiji diagram appeared in front of Ao Xie, blocking the terrifying murderous whirlwind. After the two forces clashed, they disappeared.
“Hm?”
The several Immortal Lords, including Ge Kong, were stunned. It was Jin Chan, who had always been considered the weakest, who had taken action!
“Hmph. I haven’t explored other rules not because I’m lazy.” At this moment, Jin Chan’s demeanor underwent a complete transformation. “You devote 80% of your energy to understanding life and death, and the other 20% to other laws… But I devote 100% of my energy to comprehending life and death! My understanding of these rules far surpasses yours! All other rules are mere burdens beneath life and death.”
Immortal Lord Jin Chan roared, generating one after another yin-yang diagrams. His resolve that “life and death are under my control” resonated through the void, forcing the formidable Ge Kong to retreat step by step.
“Life and death are under my control”—that was what the Immortal Lords pursued!
Whether I live or die, no one else has the right to decide. Only I can choose! If I want to live, I live; if I want to die, I die!
A carefree and free-spirited aura emanated from Jin Chan.
Thud!
Suddenly, a yin-yang diagram slammed into Immortal Lord Ge Kong’s chest, forcing her to spit blood.
“Jin Chan, you’re good. Your strength is enough to save Ling Yue and Yue Zhi, and even bring their killers to justice… But you didn’t. So, you’ll die!”
“Reversing life and death—living is worse than dying! Unable to live, unable to die!”
Arrogance, boundless arrogance!
An oppressive aura radiated from Ge Kong, using its sheer dominance to shatter Jin Chan’s carefree spirit.
Boom!
A red blade flashed suddenly, slashing toward Jin Chan.
Thud!

With a crisp sound, the Golden Cicada’s body was split in two! Although the life-and-death rules within it repaired its body the next moment, its face turned pale, and it collapsed to the ground, unable to move again.
“None of you will get away… I am the daughter of Asura, the daughter of the Demon! You all will face the Demon’s judgment!”
“Now, I’m going to find the murderer. Hmph, after killing the murderer, it’s your turn, Demon Dance!”
As Ge Kong spoke, blood-red figures appeared—graceful in posture but with grotesquely ugly faces—dancing eerily in midair, surrounding the five Immortal Lords.
Each of these women was a fusion of the demonic path and death, capable of tearing apart an Immortal Lord in an instant.
“Who killed Ling Yue, Demon Eye?” Ge Kong’s eyes turned blood red, emitting nearly black light from her pupils.
“Mo Xian… a woman… Hehehehehe, there’s such a beautiful woman in this world? The existence of demons is to trample on beauty… You killed my husband, so I’ll kill you! I’ll eat you piece by piece!”
Ge Kong’s Demon Eye was similar to Chen Xiao’s Eye of Reincarnation, but she couldn’t see Chen Xiao, who was protected by the Dao. Thus, she assumed Mo Xian was the only murderer.
“Pfft! It’s not your fault you’re ugly, but it’s wrong of you to show up and disgust people like this. And what do you say? You want to kill and eat Mo Xian? This handsome guy has said it—Mo Xian is my woman. Whoever dares to mess with her will be killed by me! Especially a ugly woman like you… I don’t mind cleaning up trash to give everyone a clean view!”
Xiu Wen’s voice suddenly rang out. The next moment, a giant clock descended from the sky, shattering Ge Kong’s body into pieces.