The universe fell silent.
Too silent.
As if existence itself anticipated death.
Far from Atera , in a distant cosmic region beyond a trillion light-years the battlefield expanded into an uncountable stretch of broken galaxies and spiraling void storms. This place, once called the Divine Nebula Cluster, housed countless cultivation universes, each ho to immortal sects, celestial clans, ancient dao temples, and world-defying geniuses.
Now… they stared at the skies in horror.
Because two silhouettes towered above creation.
One of blinding holiness, wings stretching across universes.
One of endless shadow, its form devouring starlight.
Two Rank 3 beings.
The pressure they released made multiple universes bend. Dao laws trembled, spiritual qi evacuated entire star realms, and countless immortals coughed blood as space folded like paper.
Alarms rang throughout immortal realms.
Ancient bells tolled in Celestial Sects.
Blood-soaked clouds churned in Demonic Temples.
Primordial rivers of fate and ti reversed their current.
Ancient clans awakened ancestral spirits sealed for eras.
One by one, titans erged.
A figure surrounded by 3,000 Dao manifestations.
A sword sovereign whose slash could split a universe.
A Saint Monarch radiating enough energy to destroy star clusters.
The Nine Supres of the Primordial Dao Pavilion.
The Dragon Ancestor of Ten Thousand Epochs.
The Phoenix Matriarch with wings of eternal fla.
In the cultivation worlds, these beings were apex predators , the highest form of existence, worshipped as gods hinted as always existing. As the absolute limit of all existence.
Their arrival split the starry space, gathering a force of more than a million peak immortals.
Their combined aura shook their universes.
"These… beings…"
One Saint Monarch's voice trembled as he gazed at the Rank 3 giants.
"They are beyond supre dao. Beyond universe lords. Beyond us…"
"Rank 2 beings…" the Dragon Ancestor growled bitterly.
"That is all we are to them."
Even united, the cultivation titans felt like drops of water standing before an ocean.
But they stood anyway.
"We must defend our universes!"
"Forget the mortals for a second. Forget the hatred, the grudges, the pain, our rivalries.
If we don't win this… there will be nothing left. No ho. No hope. No future.
No one to protect. No immortal qi.
Nothing.
Everything we are will be erased , gone, disappeared, forgotten."
"So even if you cannot do this for others, then do it for yourself.
Don't you want to live?
We cultivated to these heights , to these realms because we wanted to live longer, grow stronger.
We endured tribulations to break our limits.
We stepped into forbidden lands for a tiny chance at a treasure, a technique, a bloodline.
We conquered our inner demons not because we were fearless… but because the thought of being stuck in one realm terrified us even more."
"Even gods bleed! Immortals can fall!
So this....this is just another hurdle we must face and overco."
"We will fight.
We will conquer.
Use your greatest skills, your greatest power, your hidden trump cards.
Maybe we can break through.
Maybe we can glimpse the realm above.
Maybe… we can survive."
"So, my brothers… my sisters…
Fight.
Survive.
Conquer."
"For the Dao ....
FIGHT!"
Their battle cry echoed across the void.
The Rank 3 demon lowered its colossal head, gazing at the gathering of immortals.
Its eyes burned with ancient hunger.
"So many universes clustered together… so many souls… so many Dao origins…"
It raised its hand.
The demon wasn't attacking.
It was rely stretching.
Yet the motion alone unleashed a cosmic shockwave.
BOOOOOOMMMMM..!!!
Ten universes shattered instantly.
Millions of stars imploded.
Countless immortals vaporized without screams.
Dao laws dissolved like mist.
The surviving experts felt despair gripping their throats.
"That… wasn't even an attack…"
A Supre Dao Lord whispered with dead eyes.
But cultivators never backed down.
The Nine Supres launched first.
"9 DAOS ...HEAVEN SPLITTING BURST!"
A storm of Dao manifestations rushed forward, collapsing space as it moved.
Next was the Sword Sovereign.
His blade sang, splitting open a rift that reached the demon's shin.
"UNIVERSAL DAO SLASH!"
The Dragon Ancestor followed, transforming into a cosmic serpent spanning light-years.
Phoenix flas erupted.
Stars detonated as weapons forged from laws were unleashed.
Millions of peak immortals unleashed their strongest killing arts.
The void lit up like a second Big Bang.
When the blinding light faded…
The Rank 3 demon looked down.
Untouched.
Not a scratch.
Not a bruise.
Not a weakened aura.
Only amusent.
"Ah. Ants who learned to scream."
The demon stepped forward.
That simple step collapsed three universes.
The angel's wings opened, illuminating everything.
"To preserve creation, impurity must be eradicated."
Its voice resonated through ti.
Then
W H O O O O O S H ..!!!
Light spread.
Where the light passed:
Dao laws dissolved
Sects crumbled
Immortal bodies turned to ash
Entire universes went blind
Millions of immortals died in a single mont.
The Sword Sovereign scread as his blade lted.
The Dragon Ancestor's scales evaporated.
The Phoenix Matriarch lost her flas, falling silent forever.
Their resistance ant nothing.
Even so...
The cultivators did not kneel.
The last surviving Saint Monarch roared, his body burning his lifespan, Dao foundation, and soul.
"FOR OUR CHILDREN!"
"FOR OUR UNIVERSES!"
"FOR THE DAO!!!"
Countless immortals followed, detonating their very existence.
BOOOOM!!!
BOOOOM!!!
BOOOOM!!!
Explosions of Dao-lights engulfed the battlefield.
For a brief mont , one single heartbeat the cosmos brightened.
Then the Rank 3 angel waved its hand.
The light died.
The immortals died.
Their universes… died.
Only silence remained.
The demon smirked darkly.
"Their Dao… delicious."
The angel's cold gaze swept the dying realms.
"These universes are corrupted. Their existence ends here."
They continued walking.
With each step, universes shattered.
With each breath, realities crumbled.
A million-year-old immortal civilization… gone.
Ancient dao sects older than galaxies… erased.
Supre geniuses destined for greatness… dust.
All against two beings who didn't even fight seriously.
This wasn't a battle.
This was extermination.
The universe wailed.
Existence trembled.
Creation bled.
And for Atera .far away, untouched... simply stood , their planets consciousness terrified watched the horrors unfolding across distant skies.
Its fate… was predetermined.
To be continued…
*****
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sorry for late 😅 update I went to school today we had test
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