Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

Amidst the tremors of the earth, the upheaval of aura.

The imperial dragon formed from Emperor's Aura instantly collapsed before these beings, no longer maintaining its former divine power.

"What is this?!"

Yang Mingli's eyes widened, as if an invisible hand gripped his throat, his chest heaving violently, unable to believe what he saw before him.

Back then, a single Southern Emperor had left them battered and nearly annihilated Glazed Prefecture, almost causing the entire Southern Continent to fall overnight.

But now, among these figures before him, there were many surpassing the Southern Emperor in strength; these cultivators with immortal demeanors were all beings that required the three to look up to.

Among them, the leading elders exuded a terrifying aura beyond comprehension.

"Primordial Chaos Great Luo Golden Immortal..."

Yan Lanting's voice was hoarse as he gazed at those few, these were the Immortal Buddhas that only existed in legends, now appearing in the human world without warning.

In front of these people, the Demon Slaying Order in his hand seemed so dim.

"What exactly happened?"

Feng Xi's body slightly softened, a cultivator's instinctive submission to the aura of the Heavenly Dao etched into her bones.

In the understanding of the three Generals of Southern Defense, even if the two sects desired to devour the human world, they still needed to maintain appearances, whether by spreading teachings in the Red Dust or by inciting demons; they wouldn't do it themselves.

What they intended was to bestow disasters upon the mortal realm and then come forth as saviors.

But now, these heavens Gods and Buddhas blatantly revealed their mana.

"We have arrived at the Southern Continent, so don't waste your effort."

Compared to the panic of the Red Dust, the eyes of both sides in the sky curtain completely disregarded this human world, with a disciple of the Three Immortals Sect laughing as if finding relief: "Let's settle it with our abilities!"

They didn't know where the Bodhi Sect had acquired the information.

But since they had entered the Southern Continent, wanting to send them away would not be so easy.

"..."

The monks also understood this point, though their expressions remained hostile, they had no intention to continue slaughtering.

The Bodhi Sect never expected to monopolize the Three Continents, let alone in the East Continent where they had suffered such severe losses, with the Great Freedom Bodhisattva alone having slept for nearly half during the law debate, and more than a dozen fallen during the subsequent interceptions, the Third-grade Disciples below suffered uncountable casualties.

Compared to before the tribulation, retaining a third of their control over the mortal realm would be considered good.

Thinking of this, both sides finally turned their gaze towards Jianyang Prefecture below.

A law debate had already torn the facade between the two sects, and at this point, who cares about reputation; the most important thing was to occupy the territory first, and worry about the future later.

When engulfed by these gazes, the three Generals of Southern Defense felt as if they were plunged into an ice cave.

The hurried General Wushan and the titled generals shuddered violently, feeling as if their entire Tribulation Power was about to be wiped clean.

"Lord Yan!"

Wushan stood dazedly in place, his towering and stout body akin to an ant in front of those Bodhisattva Golden Bodies.

"..."

Yan Lanting, always known for his unyielding spirit, felt numb, remaining silent.

If the heavenly Gods and Buddhas harbored murderous intent, the outcome was already sealed; against the two sects that commanded the heavens and earth, the emerging Divine Dynasty was but a helpless child.

Of course, he would fight to the death, but likely to no effect, unable to even ruffle the robes of these celestial Buddhas.

"Are you coming?"

The Golden Immortal stood indifferently, the disciples were eager, looking towards the monks.

Since they had chosen to force their way through, the most important task was to uproot the Divine Dynasty's stronghold in the Southern Continent. Whether old or weak, it would be effortless to annihilate them.

The words echoed through the sky curtain.

Yang Mingli despairingly closed his eyes, realizing that the peace they had worked tirelessly to maintain was so fragile, fragile to the point that its existence depended solely on the whims of the two sects.

At the same time, Feng Xi appeared shocked.

She stared blankly at the Bodhisattva Golden Bodies, and on the unreachable celestial zenith, two blazing suns suddenly appeared, burning with fire, making even the original sun seem dull and dim.

Those two suns continued to expand, growing larger, while in the midst of the clouds, fluctuating shapes began to emerge; parting the sea of clouds, they gradually became clear, and the earth shook violently once more.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

The followers of the two sects were stunned, turned around to look, then instinctively raised their heads, finally seeing that terrifying existence.

Even the Bodhisattva's golden body could only reach this being's calves.

Those two blazing suns were his eyes.

His hair seemed like eternal divine flames, illuminating the heaven and earth.

"We pay our respects to the Ancestor God!"

Even those Golden Immortals and the Great Freedom Bodhisattva, upon realizing, halted their actions and paid respect to this giant.

Yang Mingli and the others, too, realized the visitor's identity through these words.

Yin Yang Life and Death, the five elements of the universe.

Nine divine pillars uphold the functioning of this world.

In their wildest dreams, they never thought after witnessing the celestial Buddhas, they would have the fortune to glimpse the true form of the world's origin.

Could there be... hope for salvation?

Behind the Fire Ancestor God, many true gods arrived in succession, standing neatly atop the clouds.

Among the true gods stood Lady Qinghua, her eyes brimming with killing intent.