The Otherworld Falls

Too many events had transpired this day. While the kings retreated to the Celestial Realm and Xiao Chen was trapped within the stone gate, a fierce battle raged in the Otherworld.

“Pan Gu King, you certainly know how to seize the moment…” Lu Zhan’s face was grim, his desiccated body like a withered log, yet he radiated powerful essence and spirit.

Pan Gu King did not answer. His great axe swept across the heavens, unleashing endless chaos—the power of splitting heaven and earth. He possessed incomparable divine strength, forcing back two kings to reach Lu Zhan directly.

Lu Zhan spread his ten fingers like ten dry wooden stakes, yet they held immense divine power. He struck the stone axe from the side, producing a clanging sound.

“Boom!”

The sky of the Otherworld shattered instantly, no longer able to withstand such destruction. Centered on Pan Gu King and Lu Zhan, dozens of enormous spatial cracks split open.

In the distance, the Martial Ancestor sat motionless in meditation, like an ancient well. Boundless flames burned around him, igniting the great fissures in the sky. The heavens of the Otherworld were melting, being sacrificed by the Martial Ancestor through his world-shaking arts.

Lang Ya gave a long howl, transforming into a shooting star that charged at the Martial Ancestor, seeking to kill him.

Keke’s father, though not yet a true king, was infinitely close. All laws emerged, divine arts endless, and he instantly blocked Lang Ya.

The Otherworld had four Ancestral Gods in total. The other two struck simultaneously, pressing forward.

“Caw, caw, caw!”

The Stone Crow’s cries made one’s hair stand on end. His vicious reputation spanned the ages, and his baleful call signified death and ill omen. All manner of curses erupted at once, drowning one of the Ancestral Gods.

At the same time, Keke’s great-grandfather blocked the other, engaging in an endless battle.

No one interfered with the Martial Ancestor. He was set on sacrificing the Otherworld, to avenge the blood and tears of the Nine Provinces from ages past.

“Boom!”

The great rivers suddenly dried up. Mountains ten thousand zhang high collapsed in an instant. The boundless grasslands rapidly crumbled. In that moment, the entire land below shattered and collapsed, turning to dust and sand with a thunderous roar.

The magnificent rivers and mountains ceased to exist. Everything was set ablaze. Flames blazed across sky and earth, firelight reaching the heavens.

The power of the Sacred Sacrifice was unmatched and could not be blocked. The Martial Ancestor had already ignited the entire world!

The oceans dried up, turning into valleys. The earth collapsed, turning to ashes. All would become history. The Otherworld would vanish from now on.

“Boom!”

Space collapsed. The sky caved in. A corner of the Otherworld was consumed and destroyed, and this trend rapidly spread and amplified.

“Pan Gu King, even if you destroy this world, you cannot shake our foundation.” Lu Zhan gave a long howl, his stone-like hair standing on end, his eyes blazing with brilliant light. His attacks grew even more fierce.

Above Pan Gu King’s head floated the Imperial City, streaming down waves of divine radiance. Countless attacks were blocked outside, unable to break through. He was thus invincible from the start, holding overwhelming superiority.

Just then, a clear cry came from the distant sky. Meng Degang, the Peerless King of Ten Thousand Ages, appeared. He was second only to the Stone Man Kings, one of the few powerful experts beneath the Otherworld’s Ancestral Gods.

“Leave!”

Lu Zhan was furious. His eyes shot two terrifying beams of light, staring at Meng Degang approaching from afar. He had already ordered all the gods of the Otherworld to retreat, not wanting this important figure to return again.

“Ancestor…” Meng Degang hesitated. He did not wish to retreat during such fierce combat.

Swish!

Another figure flew over. The Truewood Female Saint tore through the void and arrived. These two stood side by side, their killing intent boundless, staring fixedly at the Martial Ancestor.

“Ya ya…” Keke, like an obedient child, tugged at his mother’s sleeve as she stood in the void.

“It’s fine,” Keke’s mother said without worry.

At that moment, a hazy, majestic figure materialized beside the Martial Ancestor, facing two powerful enemies alone with calm indifference, completely unperturbed.

“Perish!”

Meng Degang, the Peerless King of Ten Thousand Ages, roared. His body swelled to ten thousand zhang tall, diving down with a mouth that could swallow the heavens, trying to devour the Martial Ancestor and that figure.

“Om, Ke, Ah, Hou, Mou, Duo, Zao, Dao…”

The majestic figure did not move. From his mouth came the Eight Sounds, instantly piercing through the void, severing the past, cutting off the future.

They encompassed the divine power of all laws, running through ancient and present, past and future. The mighty eight sounds vibrated together, finally merging into one, condensing into a blazing beam of light that sealed the high heavens.

Meng Degang, the Peerless King diving to attack, immediately let out a series of furious howls, but his voice gradually weakened.

Blood seeped from his entire body, cracks appearing on his stone skin. Golden blood arrows shot from his mouth, nose, ears, and eyes. His whole being seemed as if it had been smashed.

“Fu Xi…”

He only managed to utter these two words, then his entire body exploded with a thunderous crash. But his powerful divine consciousness was not extinguished, condensing into a cluster of dazzling golden divine light that surged forward to continue the assault.

Meng Degang, the Peerless King of Ten Thousand Ages, had been one of the most promising candidates to achieve the Stone Man King realm in the Otherworld, but in the end, he fell short and met his doom in the Otherworld.

Today, with his stone body destroyed and reduced to this state, he was completely desperate. He would give his life to drag the Ancestral God Fu Xi down with him.

Blazing golden light enveloped Fu Xi, burning fiercely there. It even channeled the power of this world being sacrificed, using it to refine Fu Xi.

The two sides fell into a stalemate. Fu Xi’s eight sounds vibrated together, surrounded by mysterious sonic ripples that blocked the layers of golden killing thought, locked in a temporary deadlock.

As for the Truewood Female Saint, she was blocked by the Old Skeleton himself. But the Old Skeleton did not attack, merely preventing her from advancing.

Seeing Meng Degang’s stone body destroyed, the Truewood Female Saint felt a chill in her heart. But she could not go to his aid, for though the Old Skeleton could not truly contend with a Stone Man King, he was still enough to hold her back.

“Om, Ke, Ah, Hou, Mou, Duo, Zao, Dao!”

At that moment, after intoning the Eight Sounds, Fu Xi transformed into eight beams of light, instantly piercing the golden killing thought surrounding him.

“Boom!”

Meng Degang let out an unwilling roar. His divine consciousness shattered, and all the golden radiance began to collapse.

Shaken by the Eight Sounds, his divine sense and killing intent were completely suppressed, then mercilessly ground to dust.

When the final sound of heaven and earth vibrated across the shattered Otherworld, the Peerless King of Ten Thousand Ages, Meng Degang, was slain by Fu Xi, utterly destroyed.

All of Meng Degang’s divine sense turned to flames, burning along with this collapsing world. This powerful cultivator was henceforth annihilated, becoming a single wave in the long river of history.

Fu Xi had always existed only in legends, the most mysterious and powerful of the Ancestral Gods. Few had ever witnessed him, but the Otherworld had never neglected him. In the distant past, when he first showed his prowess, he was judged one of the strongest Ancestral Gods of the Nine Provinces. Later, he advanced further, successfully seizing the Stone Man’s body from the Dead City and wreaking havoc in the Otherworld.

Returning after more than twenty thousand years of concealment, his divine abilities were even more extraordinary. He personally destroyed Meng Degang, one of the most powerful cultivators beneath the Otherworld’s Ancestral Gods.

The appearance of the Old Skeleton made Lu Zhan’s face even darker. Forced back by Pan Gu, he rushed quickly toward this direction.

But Pan Gu King would not give him the chance. His great axe shattered the heavens, instantly cutting off his path.

At that moment, the Old Skeleton slipped aside, and Fu Xi held off the Truewood Female Saint.

“We leave!”

Lu Zhan surveyed the scene. Without any hesitation, he abandoned everything, not even saving the Truewood Female Saint, completely giving up this world. He tore space, stepped into a wormhole, and vanished in an instant.

At the same time, the other three Otherworld Ancestral Gods did the same, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Pan Gu King did not give chase. Unless outnumbering the enemy two or three to one, when a Stone Man King wished to flee in one-on-one combat, it was very difficult to truly eliminate them.

The Truewood Female Saint wanted to flee, but was struck by the Stone Crow’s curses. Without any suspense, she was then shattered by Fu Xi’s Eight Sounds and fell on the spot.

“Boom!”

At that moment, the Sacred Sacrifice reached its final moment. The entire Otherworld gave a great crash, then burned completely clean. Endless chaos surged in, turning the place into a hazy void.

The once-flourishing Otherworld, that sacred site, was henceforth no more.

All that remained was a stone staircase as tall as a mountain. Atop it stood a sealed stone gate, sealed by the combined power of the kings using the Three Sovereign Mirror, extremely difficult to open.

“Is the Otherworld gone just like that?” Keke’s innocent voice came. The little one felt as if he were in a dream.

No one answered him, only his parents affectionately patted his head.

“In ages past, the Otherworld abducted many brilliant figures from the Nine Provinces, the pinnacle representatives of various eras. Up to now, none of those people have been seen. I wonder what kind of killing tools the Otherworld has turned those Ancestral Gods into,” Pan Gu King spoke slowly, his tone contemplative.

Everyone was greatly alarmed. If the Otherworld had gathered the strongest from every age of the Nine Provinces and controlled their minds, such a fighting force, if still existing and developed to the present, would be truly terrifying.

Since they had the strength to suppress the Nine Provinces, they naturally possessed sufficient foundation in every era. Yet now, none of those strongest figures from past ages were seen. The thought was chilling.

“What collapsed was merely an empty shell of a world. The strong foundation was not severed. What we saw was only a fragment of the Otherworld. They have another stronghold. When they reappear, they may be even harder to deal with,” Pan Gu King said slowly.

“Perhaps they will once again begin to summon that world,” the Old Skeleton added.

“Which world? Where is it?” Keke asked like a curious child.

“Very, very far, beyond the myriad worlds. It requires a sacred object from all heavens to guide the way.” The Old Skeleton showed a reminiscing expression. “The origins of the Otherworld are very peculiar. It suddenly appeared a billion years ago. They may be the descendants of that mysterious world. Why else could they summon the mysterious divine power of that world?”

“Xiao Chen…” Keke looked at the stone gate and begged everyone, “Save him.”

“The kings sealed this gate; it will be very difficult to open again…” Pan Gu King shook his head.

Time passed silently. Thousands of years flowed by in an instant.

During this period, too many things occurred. The Celestial Realm was embroiled in endless war. Who ultimately obtained the Three Sovereign Mirror remained unknown.

The Nine Provinces and the Four Worlds changed with each passing day. Overall, they flourished, full of vitality, developing in a positive direction without the interference of the Otherworld.

In the past, there had been a covenant of thirty thousand years. The Ancestral Dragon Ship had carried away a multitude of outstanding figures. Now, that time was nearly at hand.

Today, a great ship traversed spacetime and descended upon the World of Immortality.

Dragon cries shook the nine heavens, but they carried a somewhat mournful timbre. The Ancestral Dragon Ship reappeared in the world, crashing heavily onto the land of the World of Immortality, stirring up clouds of dust.

Several figures rushed swiftly toward it.

Amid a collapsed primitive mountain range, the Ancestral Dragon Ship lay silently in a pile of rubble.

The Golden Lion King had not fallen in the Death World. After vanishing for thirty thousand years, he reappeared today, the first to charge onto the Ancestral Dragon Ship. His expression was agitated and tense, as if searching for something.

But the moment he set foot on the Ancestral Dragon Ship, his expression froze. The ship was filled with corpses, most already withered, skin and bone.

The sight was shocking!

The entire Ancestral Dragon Ship had not a trace of life. It was deathly still, without a single living person—nothing but withered bones everywhere.