BUUARRR…!!! The city of Chang’an convulsed beneath the thunderous detonations, the ground trembling as if the heavens themselves were collapsing. Towers crumbled, walls split apart, and the once-beautiful city was drowned in smoke and ruin. The air reeked of scorched stone and ash, the cries of destruction echoing through the empty streets. The clash of the two mighty dragons had torn the world apart. Their collision of power forced both Wu Tian and the Undead Cultivator back into their human forms, stripped of their dragon essences. The Immortal Imperial Dragon and the Death Dragon had exhausted themselves, their energies shattered by the overwhelming impact. For now, neither could summon their dragon bodies again. The backlash left Wu Tian weakened. His chest burned with pain, each breath a struggle. His limbs were numb, his body refusing to move, pinned down by the weight of the battle’s aftermath. He closed his eyes briefly, drawing upon the faint threads of qi to soothe the

The heavens roared, splitting into a canopy of blackened clouds that churned with thunder and spat jagged bolts of lightning. In the blink of an eye, Immortal Wu Tian seized the Darkness Undead King and carried him into the Immortal Realm he had conjured, determined to prevent Chang An from being torn apart by the devastation their battle would unleash.“What is happening?” the Undead King demanded, his voice echoing with suspicion. “Where have you dragged me, Wu Tian?”“We fight here, in the Immortal Realm!” Wu Tian’s voice rang like steel striking stone. “If we clash in the mortal world, the destruction will be unbearable!”The Undead King narrowed his eyes, his tone sharp with disbelief. “How is it possible for you to create such a strange domain?”Wu Tian remembered the chaos of their last encounter, when Chang An had been left in ruins. He had learned from that disaster. Now, his Immortal Realm mirrored a city already shattered, its streets swept away by storms of his own making.

BLAAASSST! Without hesitation, the Undead unleashed the Pure Cultivation Palm, a torrent of crimson light that blazed forward, tearing through the air toward Wu Tian. The beam shimmered with a sinister brilliance, its speed so overwhelming that Wu Tian had only a heartbeat to react. The immortal warrior’s breath caught in his chest as the world around him seemed to narrow into that single streak of red. The air vibrated with its passage, humming like a thousand blades slicing through the wind. The scent of scorched earth rose as the energy brushed against the ground, leaving trails of molten stone. Wu Tian’s pulse thundered in his ears, and his palms tingled with the raw urgency of survival. “Palm of Immortality!” he cried, his voice echoing across the immortal realm like a vow carved into eternity. From his hand erupted a colossal palm of radiant blue light, vast and shimmering, its edges glowing like the horizon at dawn. The Immortal Palm surged forward, colliding with the c

BUUUM! A deafening explosion tore through the heavens, its force born from the uncontrollable surge of golden qi released by the Martial Genius Seal. The blast consumed everything in its path, obliterating the grand halls of the Divine Sword Sect. The once-proud fortress crumbled into dust, its towers collapsing in a storm of fire and ash. Patriarch Jiang Li was caught in the maelstrom, his body shattered by the boundless energy that surged like a wrathful god. The devastation spread outward, swallowing the city of Han Zo. In an instant, its streets, homes, and temples were reduced to nothing but drifting particles, a grim testament to the merciless power of the Destroyer God—an ancient force that had once annihilated entire worlds. The air was thick with the acrid stench of burning stone and charred wood, mingling with the metallic tang of blood. The sky glowed with a sickly golden hue, as though the sun itself had been consumed by the fury of the blast. Through the chaos, Yuey

“Do you want to fly there, or should we travel by land?” Trexis asked, his voice rumbling like distant thunder. Wu Tian’s eyes narrowed as he considered. The morning air was heavy with the scent of ash drifting from the volcano nearby, and the ground trembled faintly beneath his feet. “We’ll go by land. If you fly, others might see you, Trexis. Besides, we may find other fairy dragons along the way. And Yueyin… if she was cast into this world too, we must search for her.” Trexis nodded, his scales shimmering as he shifted back into his fairy dragon form, smaller now, perched lightly on Wu Tian’s shoulder. “You’re right. We’ll search as we go.” Wu Tian’s gaze turned toward the horizon, where the sky glowed faintly red from the volcano’s fury. “Tell me, Trexis… how will the ancient fairy dragon receive us if we approach without permission?” Trexis’s eyes gleamed with caution. “You already know the answer, Wu Tian. Do not draw too close unless you wish to become its prey.” Wu T