Necropolis Immortal

most translucent white flame.

The flame of the immortal dao—Sol Truefire!

Boom!

The cosmos of the world blazed like a giant forge.

“I can eke out another ten years for everyone, fellow daoists.
It will really be up to you after this ten,” Qing Yu’s voice slowly traveled from deep within space.

“We thank the dao sovereign and headmaster!” First freezing with surprise, the immortals of the world bowed in unison at the World Gates.

All past grudges and feuds evaporated in the face of such disaster.
The world of immortals was as united as it’d never been before.

Ten years!

Another breather, one that was all too precious.
Over the past ten years, the Dao Academy had developed a variety of methods and treasures from the supplemental paths.
However, they hadn’t had time to perfect these new creations before having to hastily deliver them to the battlefield in the outer realm.
They now had enough time to experiment and test these half finished products.

“Dao Sovereign, Headmaster, please be at ease.
We will not disappoint you and will safeguard the world of immortals with our lives!” roared the immortal emperor and the rest of the thirty-three lords.

“You’re wrong, you protect the world of immortals not for us, but for yourselves.
Our hopes and wishes are your hopes and wishes,” Lu Yun responded meaningfully from outside the World Gates.

“…understood!” Abrupt realization struck the immortals of the world.

……

Instead of returning to the world of immortals, Lu Yun turned around and rushed back into the depths of space.
Furious howls emitted from the fissure among the stars.

The one in residence in the Nihil Hell could finally bear things no longer.
A large black hand probed out of the crack and punched through the Sol Truefire burning in the area, grabbing at where Qing Yu was.

“Away with you!” came a thundering snarl as an axehead bigger than an entire world probed out of the void, smashing heavily onto the black hand.

Bam!

The black hand exploded into mountains of dust, like an entire world had been destroyed, before being consumed by the Sol Truefire.

A towering giant with a naked upper torso stood in space before the fissure.
In his hands, the great axe glinted frostily of killing intent.

Pangu!

Battling the demon of the immortal dao, Pangu had finally walked out of an unknown world.
He was still only a creator, but his chaos treasure Worldcarver was deploying the mightiest strength possible beneath the immortal dao.

He was invincible beneath the immortal dao, a kind of strength that represented the peak of that dao.

Currently, the highest cultivation realm beneath the immortal dao was creator realm.
Since Pangu was in that realm, he’d deployed the greatest strength of the immortal dao with that stroke!

Guardian.

Pangu’s current identity was the guardian of the immortal dao.
He was invincible as long as the great dao remained.
More frightening was that Pangu’s strength would grow along with the immortal dao.
He would remain its guardian until it grew so strong that it no longer needed protection.

Next, God slowly materialized next to Pangu.
Wielding Heavenfall, he occupied the same position as Pangu.
He was also a creator and also represented the peak strength of the immortal dao.

“With the two of us here, you will not harm a single hair on the dao sovereign’s head,” God said calmly to the void within the fissure.

Yin spirits continued to rush out of the crack, but they were reduced to dust the moment they entered space.

A ghostly face that was both laughing and crying floated out of the fissure, looking down at Pangu, God, and a Lu Yun who’d just hurried here.