At the boundary between the Chaotic Demon Sea and the very edge of the Unspeakable Land.
There lay a vast expanse of hazy gray fog.
The mist was thick and heavy, blanketing the heavens and earth.
From within it ca strange bestial roars from ti to ti, enough to make one's scalp crawl and send chills through the entire body.
This was a fog zone along the path from the Chaotic Demon Sea to the Unspeakable Land.
Without a guide from a being native to the Unspeakable Land.
Any outsider who rashly ventured in would be lucky to rely lose their way.
If they stumbled into so deadly ground or an inescapable formation, they would die without even knowing how.
Rumor had it that within the fog zone there were all manner of terrifying and bizarre regions — dark rifts, death trenches, and more.
It could be said that even supre-tier existences would be in danger if they entered recklessly.
Unless one was a quasi-immortal or above, capable of crossing straight through.
But across the entire foreign realm, how many beings had reached quasi-immortal or beyond?
And so this only added to the mystery and terror of the Unspeakable Land.
It was a forbidden zone that the vast majority of beings in the foreign realm could never hope to cross.
Yet at this mont.
Within the fog zone, a silhouette of a boat suddenly appeared.
The surface of the sea rippled and swayed.
The boat's outline gradually grew clearer through the gray mist.
It was a small, flat-bottod skiff.
On the skiff stood two figures — one old, one young.
The elder wore a bamboo hat and held a wooden oar, rowing steadily.
The young one appeared remarkably handso, yet their eyes carried a pure, bewitching darkness that made them seem profoundly deep and unsettling.
If anyone had witnessed this scene, they would have been utterly astonished.
The fog zone — a forbidden land for all living things.
Yet here were an old one and a young one, arriving on a single small skiff.
Then there was only one possible explanation.
These two were beings from within the Unspeakable Land!
For outsiders, passing through the fog zone was extrely difficult — even life-threatening.
But beings of the Unspeakable Land could co and go as they pleased.
"The ti is nearly here, just as the clan's prophecy foretold — this great age will be when our realm finally shatters the immortal domain completely."
"How many years have we waited for an opportunity like this? The great and supre Calamity has clearly been waiting a long, long ti as well."
The young one's aura was deep and profound. As they spoke, their voice carried a fervent, burning reverence.
Reverence for the Ultimate Calamity!
They slowly raised a hand, and there on their palm was a dark six-pointed star mark.
"The ti has co — the Six Kings gather, and together we go to the Unspeakable Land."
As the young one's words fell.
The dark six-pointed star mark on their palm suddenly erupted with pitch-black light, shooting straight up into the sky!
Above the heavens, dark clouds pressed down, and the sky and winds shifted dramatically!
A black six-pointed star mark manifested across the vault of the sky.
At the sa mont, the world-ending kings scattered throughout the Chaotic Demon Sea also sensed that aura.
"Another world-ending king — now we're all here."
On a tower ship, Yun Xiaohei gazed at the six-pointed star mark in the distant sky, a flash of light crossing their eyes.
The last of the kings had appeared!
The six-pointed star mark on Yun Xiaohei's abdon also released a streak of black light, shooting up into the sky above.
The second six-pointed star mark appeared!
Without hesitation, they headed directly toward that region.
On the Yamatano Islands.
Naraku, clad in the Wicked God's armor, clasped their hands behind their back and stepped into the air, departing under the awed gazes of the many Yamatano imperial clan beings.
The Naraku now, armored in that wicked plate, was a completely different person from the wretched, dog-like figure at the wedding banquet before.
The Naraku of this mont looked every bit like the child of a wicked god, carrying an innate aura of slaughter and dominion.
"Yu Xiaoyao, I look forward to seeing you again."
Naraku's state of mind was completely calm, for sufficient power had given them sufficient confidence.
On the other side, the island of the Zhujuyin lineage.
A terrifying aura erupted there as well, and the underground palace trembled.
A figure flashed out.
Clad in black robes, black hair billowing.
Handso features, a scale between the brows, and upon it a black six-pointed star mark that shot out a streak of dark light straight into the sky!
The third six-pointed star mark appeared!
"It has finally co — the eting of the Six Kings and the Demon Dark Sovereign."
"And Yu Xiaoyao — taking my younger sibling's life won't be so easy."
This young figure was naturally Zhu Ye.
With a single step, their speed was so fast it seed as though even ti itself had been compressed.
From this alone, one could see.
Their mastery of bloodline divine abilities and the power of ti.
Far, far surpassed Zhu Huang's.
The two were not even in the sa league.
Just as the four directions stirred.
From the Yixie clan, one male and two females — three figures erged in the void.
It was Jun Xiaoyao and Shennle, along with Su Hongyi, who had rushed over from the War God Academy.
And from all three of them, black light also shot out, transforming into black six-pointed star marks branded across the vault of the sky.
In an instant, six six-pointed star marks were branded across the heavens simultaneously!
"The last king has also appeared — together with us, all Six Kings are gathered."
Jun Xiaoyao looked up at the six marks in the sky, his expression relaxed and at ease, without a trace of tension or wariness.
He was about to co into contact with the deepest secrets of the foreign realm.
Sothing no being from the immortal domain had ever been able to do.
If he truly uncovered so world-shaking hidden truth.
Then Jun Xiaoyao would undoubtedly be an imasurable contributor to the immortal domain.
Of course, all of that would have to wait until they reached the Unspeakable Land.
"By the way, I want to ask you both sothing." Jun Xiaoyao looked toward the two won.
Shennle and Su Hongyi both looked at Jun Xiaoyao.
"If that Naraku truly is this so-called Demon Dark Sovereign, then doesn't that an he also has the authority to command and rule over you."
"So who would you listen to?"
The Six World-Ending Kings were led by the Demon Dark Sovereign.
And both Shennle and Su Hongyi were among the Six Kings, both subject to the Demon Dark Sovereign's authority.
Su Hongyi didn't pause for even a second. Her blood-red crimson eyes carried a look of unwavering loyalty and resolve.
"It was the young master who gave Hongyi a new life. Hongyi belongs to the young master and will only follow the young master's orders."
"As for that so-called Demon Dark Sovereign — if he dares to harm the young master, Hongyi will never let him off!"
As Su Hongyi spoke, her blood-red eyes carried a faint killing intent.
Clearly, the young master's enemies were her enemies.
Shennle, on the other hand, was briefly at a loss for words.
Then she gave a coy smile and said: "What is the First King saying? Nunu has always been on the First King's side."
"Besides, my lord is the First King — there's no reason to bow your head before the Demon Dark Sovereign."
Shennle was clearly incapable of the sa absolute loyalty as Su Hongyi, let alone being willing to give her life for Jun Xiaoyao.
What she felt toward Jun Xiaoyao was gratitude and admiration.
With perhaps even a hint of desire for Jun Xiaoyao's person mixed in.
Jun Xiaoyao didn't mind at all. He smiled and said: "Very well then, let's go et them together."
The three figures tore directly through the void, heading toward the source of the dark six-pointed star — the direction of the fog zone.
The entire Chaotic Demon Sea surged with turbulence!
And not just the Chaotic Demon Sea.
Even on the side of the foreign realm's ten great continents, those six dark six-pointed star marks branded across the sky were visible.
"The Six World-Ending Kings have gathered."
Many great figures and ancient existences all sighed with emotion.
Perhaps the Six Kings had not yet fully grown into their power for now.
But as ti passed, the Six Kings would eventually grow into dark immortal kings of world-ending might — and that would be a great calamity for the immortal domain.
In the deepest underground of the War God Academy, Minghe Continent.
This was a place no one in the academy was permitted to set foot.
For the one in seclusion here was none other than the War God Academy's ancient and supre existence — the Divine Turtle King!
And at this mont, within a blessed grotto deep underground.
An elder with a tortoise shell on their back, white hair at the temples, and a bald head made their way to the depths of the blessed grotto.
The elder appeared utterly unremarkable, without the slightest trace of aura — they even gave off a sense of extre old age and decline.
No one would ever have guessed that this plain-looking elder was the Divine Turtle King of the War God Academy, whose na shook the entire foreign realm.
And at this mont, the Divine Turtle King looked toward the depths of the blessed grotto.
There, a haze of obscuring energy enveloped the area, cutting off all divine sense from prying in.
Even causality itself had been blocked out.
One could only faintly sense a blurred white-robed figure, sitting quietly within.
Dimly, a terrifying aura brewed — one that could overawe all heavens, shake the entire universe, and suppress all worlds.
Like a hidden dragon lying in the abyss.
"My lord, the Six Kings have all appeared — they should be heading to the Unspeakable Land."
The Divine Turtle King clasped their hands in a calm, unhurried bow toward the depths of that hazy energy.
If anyone had witnessed this scene, their scalp would have exploded in sheer shock!
A renowned immortal king of the foreign realm, actually addressing a mysterious existence as "my lord"!
This was simply sothing beyond all belief!
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