CHAPTER 288: CHAPTER 266: THE WORLD IN HORROR! TOTAL BOILING!

At this moment.

The entire area within and outside the Immortal Suspended Mountain fell into a deathly silence.

Countless cultivators, who had gathered from all over the South Sea to fill the foot of the Immortal Suspended Mountain, all stared with wide eyes, their faces blank as they gazed at the scene in the profound light mirror.

Even the patriarchs of the Longevity Families and the Holy Masters of the Ancient Sacred Lands were equally dazed, their faces filled with shock.

Dead?

A Nirvana Realm Great Power, who had cultivated for countless years and was said to be undying and reborn from blood, just died at the hands of the barely ten-year-old Ziwei Chen Zhixing?

Everyone kept rubbing their eyes, as if everything was just an illusion.

Until a terrifying phenomenon of a golden sun crashing appeared at the horizon.

Boom——!!!

The entire area outside the Immortal Suspended Mountain erupted!

Shock! Fear! Disbelief!!

At this moment, no words or emotions could adequately describe the impact they felt in their hearts.

"Dead!! A Nirvana Realm Great Power, truly died at the hands of the Third Young Master Ziwei Chen Zhixing!"

"Unprecedented! Unrepeatable!!!"

"Throughout all of ancient history, no one has ever accomplished such a mythical feat!"

"To defy and kill a Nirvana Great Power with a True Self body! This is not merely breaking all mythical records of ancient and modern times, but creating mythology!!"

"Oh heavens! Is this really not an illusion? A Nirvana Realm Great Power known to be undying, their only enemy being time itself, was nonetheless slain by Third Young Master Ziwei Chen Zhixing, right on the spot?!!"

"Invincible! This is true invincibility!!!"

A person who sweeps across all myths of ancient and modern times! Chen Zhixing can be hailed as a myth of our era!!

Everyone was boiling over.

Endless cultivators gazed at Chen Zhixing in the image, unable to stop shouting, howling at the sky, their bodies trembling.

As if only by doing so could they express the shock in their hearts at this moment!

Outside the Immortal Suspended Mountain, in the area of the Five Elements Thunder Sect.

"What?!"

This time, Lei Huatian, who was here as an observer, leapt from his seat with a start, his body shaking uncontrollably.

At this moment, he, who had been steady as a mountain, seemingly certain of victory, revealed intense fear in his eyes.

That old man in the filthy robe, far superior to him, had died at the hands of Chen Zhixing.

If Chen Zhixing were to seek retribution afterward, it would probably be even easier than killing the filthy-robed old man.

Above the vast Canglan River.

The Celestial Wave Sacred Lands’ Holy Master Qin Tianzhong was tugging on his beard, staring blankly at the scene in the profound light mirror, only reacting with pain when he pulled his beard off.

"This kid..."

Qin Tianzhong gazed at Chen Zhixing in the image, feeling a tingling sensation on his scalp.

To defy and slay a Nirvana with a True Self body, not only had their generation never witnessed it, there was not a single person throughout the entire ancient history!

The next moment.

Qin Tianzhong couldn’t help but glance toward the golden carriage, a sly glint in his eyes.

To him, Chen Zhixing was naturally the best ally.

But to the Sikong family.

Perhaps...that would be their most terrifying enemy?

Aboard the Giant Wheel Flying Ship of the Ziwei Chen Family.

Inside the cabin.

Cheerful voices of excitement burst forth.

Elders of the Ziwei Chen Family stared in disbelief at the image in the profound light mirror, so excited that they spouted nonsense that couldn’t be understood.

"The Third Young Master... won."

The Netherworld Elders stood behind Chen Daoyan, who had been tense from beginning to end, and gently patted his shoulder.

"I know."

Chen Daoyan nodded calmly.

Compared to the cheers and joy of others.

He seemed overly composed, only showing relief as his tense, towering body finally relaxed.

The fists he had tightly clenched loosened a bit.

On his rugged, square face that commanded respect without anger, a slight smile appeared.

"Zhixing... is much stronger than I was at his age."

He lowered his head and chuckled.

A touch of pride and glory was placed deep in his eyes.

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Behind the Celestial Saint Palace, the Immortal Sect.

"Grandmother, I said the Tao Lineage needs to re-evaluate this younger brother of mine, didn’t I?"

Mo Qingyue chuckled with mischief.

The silver-haired elderly woman didn’t reply, still staring fixedly at the image in the profound light mirror, her eyes filled with shock.

In the True Self Realm, there were many geniuses in Celestial Saint Palace who could sweep the lower realm with invincibility.

For example, the Saintess could easily achieve peerless dominance in this lower realm.

But to defy and slay a Nirvana from True Self...

Not to mention the current Immortal Tao Lineage, even searching throughout the ages, such a person never existed.

True Self First Realm and Nirvana First Realm, though seemingly just a realm apart.

Are, in fact, worlds apart, like an insurmountable chasm!

True Self Realm might just be the backbone of a faction.

But Nirvana First Realm can serve as the Holy Master of Ancient Sacred Lands, the patriarch of a Longevity Family!

The gap is so vast, it cannot be compared!

"Grandmother?"

Mo Qingyue gently nudged the silver-haired elderly woman in front of her.

It was not until then that the silver-haired elderly woman awoke as if from a dream, suddenly snapping back to her senses.

"Quick! Qingyue, return to the Holy Land and request the Palace Master to come personally!"

"This Chen Zhixing, we must extend all the sincerity we can muster to recruit him into the Celestial Saint Palace!"

The silver-haired elderly woman’s eyes flashed, speaking decisively.

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At the same time.

Behind the Immortal Ascension Sect, the Immortal Sect.

That elderly man, with his billowing sleeves and transcendental demeanor, was struggling, constantly observing Chen Zhixing in the image.

Chen Zhixing, such an astonishing talent, dominating the contemporary era, naturally, he wanted to recruit him into the Immortal Ascension Sect.

Perhaps, this might add another Great Longevity to the Immortal Ascension Sect!

However.

When he thought of Moo Yuemei, he hesitated, undecided.

A moment later.

This elder seemed to understand something and let out a long sigh.

"Moo Yuemei, you have accepted a good disciple."

Without any hesitation.

This elder directly communicated with the Immortal Ascension Sect, the message being very simple, stating only one sentence.

[Have the Immortal Lord suspend all plans and recruit Chen Zhixing!]

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Behind the Daluo Taoist Lands, the Immortal Sect.

Unlike the Immortal Ascension Sect and Celestial Saint Palace, who sent messages to their lineages.

In the void behind this Immortal Sect, there was a deathly silence.

"How can this be..."

The charming smile on Consort Long’s face had long disappeared.

Replaced by a blank stare, her face pale.

In her eyes, there was already a look of fright as if seeing a ghost.

The Purple Gold Crown middle-aged man did not reply but narrowed his eyes, staring intently at Chen Zhixing in the image, his eyes unpredictable.

Even he, considered a dominant figure of the era, a top figure in the Daluo Taoist Lands.

He had never imagined.

That Chen Zhixing would not only escape the assassination of a Nirvana Realm but also counter-slay and kill him in the Ancient Land Mini World.

"What should we do?"

Consort Long quickly looked at the Purple Gold Crown middle-aged man, her beautiful eyes filled with panic.

Chen Zhixing’s feat thoroughly shattered all her thoughts, causing her composure to crumble.

"What should we do?"

The Purple Gold Crown middle-aged man suddenly reached out, grabbing Consort Long’s throat with a fierce glint in his eyes.