Come On, Son! You Got to Breakthrough Now!

In the next moment, Emperor Ziwei no longer lingered, turned, and stepped forth.

His figure instantly merged into the great Divine Bridge that traversed the void, yet to completely dissipate.

The bridge's brilliance flashed, gathering at once, along with the figure suppressing the ages, completely vanished, as if it had never appeared.

Only a shattered, Divine Blood-soaked, mournful Immortal Divine Country remained, along with a group of terrified, furious yet helpless, humiliated Evil God beings.

The Eternal Silence God Master stood where he was, his form almost integrating with the surrounding darkness, motionless for a long time.

The tragedy of the Divine Country was mirrored in his pitch-black eyes.

"Ziwei Immortal Court... I shall remember this!"

His words, deep and filled with endless coldness, slowly echoed in this silent void, every word seemingly contained the blood and turmoil of the future.

Then, the Eternal Silence God Master's abyssal gaze turned to the pitifully failing Void Aspect Divine Master, whose expression showed neither joy nor anger.

"Immortals must not strike those who have yet to become Immortal; this is the tacit rule of both races. Why do you frequently break it, giving others the means to criticize?"

A subtle trace of questioning was present in his voice.

The face of the Void Aspect Divine Master was exceedingly grim, his shattered body absorbing scattered Divine Blood bit by bit to recover.

The Immortal Divine Blood flowing like rivers on the ground seemed to respond to an unseen summons, transforming into streams of dark gold that returned to his body.

In just a moment, all apparent injuries of the Void Aspect Divine Master were, at least on the surface, completely restored, though his aura remained unstable, clearly indicating damage to his essence that could not be healed instantly.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the humiliation and rage within, and replied solemnly, "It wasn't my will to break the rules; necessity forced me.

A prodigy of the Human Clan has emerged, suspected of obtaining the complete heritage of the Ancient Underworld, named Gu Qingfeng.

This individual, despite not having reached the Nine Tribulations Realm, has already slain several top-tier Divine Lords, a terrifying potential unheard of.

Not long ago, our clan plotted to send fourteen top-tier Divine Lords to assassinate him in the Nine Nether Divine Country, only to end up with two fallen and the rest wounded.

If he is allowed to grow unchecked, he will certainly become a major threat to our clan in the future!"

He paused, his tone slightly unyielding, "I did not anticipate the Human Clan's reaction to be so intense, that he would personally come to kill."

Recalling being trampled under Emperor Ziwei like an ant, powerless to resist, the Void Aspect Divine Master felt a piercing sense of humiliation.

He, a dignified Immortal God Master, who had traversed the universe countless years, today faced such disgrace before billions of his kin, his honor utterly tarnished!

Although an Immortal entity is exceedingly difficult to extinguish completely, even if they vie with counterparts in the same rank, completely eradicating an Immortal is exceptionally challenging.

Nonetheless, the shame of today's humiliation was indeed endured.

The Eternal Silence God Master listened quietly, waiting for him to finish before slowly speaking, his voice alike an ancient sea unperturbed by the storm, "In three hundred billion years, he shall pass through the Tribulation of Transcendence.

Given his current state and how those who previously faced the tribulation have fared, he absolutely lacks the possibility of surviving.

Once Emperor Ziwei falls to the tribulation, and the Human Clan loses this stabilizing force, their annihilation will be instantaneous.

At this juncture, why create complications for the sake of an unformed junior, pushing him to precipitate aggression?"

He looked at the Void Aspect Divine Master, eyes abyssal as if probing his heart, "Just a junior of the Human Clan, and even if he has indeed obtained the Ancient Underworld legacy, what of it?

Do you presume he can, within merely three hundred billion years, transcend countless obstacles and reach Immortal, or even the Immortal Twelve Realms we seek yet hardly attain?"

The words of the Eternal Silence God Master, like wake-up calls in adversity, made the fury and disgrace-filled Void Aspect Divine Master ponder.

Indeed!

The Human Clan only has a mere three hundred billion years left.

This is an unspoken truth among all Immortal entities.

Three hundred billion years may seem an unimaginable eternity to mortals or lower-level cultivators, but for entities like them, especially with Emperor Ziwei facing the Tribulation of Transcendence, it's but a fleeting instant.

Why should I be so quick to worry over a Human Clan junior?

As the Eternal Silence God Master said, even though Gu Qingfeng may be a Demon with rare ancient talent, it is almost impossible to cross into the Immortal Realm within three hundred billion years.

That is a transformation not easily filled by mere talent.

And even taking a step back, if he were miraculously to reach the Immortal level in three hundred billion years, what then?

A chasm-like gap exists between an Immortal and the Immortal Twelve Realms.

Without reaching the Twelve Realms, he cannot alter the ultimate fate of the two races.

When Emperor Ziwei falls and the Human Clan lacks Immortal Twelve Realms warriors to preside,

Then, with the Eternal Silence God Master in command, what fear should there be regarding the Human Clan gaining one ordinary Immortal?

Continuing, the Eternal Silence God Master spoke with authoritative certainty, "Should we allow small things to overshadow the great at this time, completely rupturing relations with the Human Clan, forcing him to take desperate irrevocable action? It would benefit none.

Send the order: going forth, unless a Human Clan Immortal acts, no Immortal of our clan shall target Gu Qingfeng or any other Human Clan Heavenly Venerate.

Everything shall await the passage of three hundred billion years.

By then, without the protection of Emperor Ziwei, the Human Clan will be but fish on the chopping block. In three hundred billion years, they have no chance of resurgence!"

As his voice fell, the Eternal Silence God Master's figure gradually faded, like a drop of rich ink merging into a watercolor painting, ultimately disappearing entirely in this shattered void as if he had never been there.

The Void Aspect Divine Master stood alone, his eyes still filled with a chilling and bone-piercing coldness permeating.

The arguments of the Eternal Silence God Master held truth, yet today's humiliation could not simply be eased by reasoning alone.

"Emperor Ziwei... the Human Clan..."

He silently uttered, as a tidal wave of killing intent surged.

"This matter isn't over; today's humiliation will one day be paid back by the Human Clan's countless lives!"

As for direct retaliation against Emperor Ziwei?

This thought was snuffed out the moment it emerged.

He lacked the courage and the strength.

Despite being both Immortal, the gap between them was too vast.

Emperor Ziwei, as a supreme existence of the Immortal Twelve Realms, could easily subdue him.

And though Immortal is hard to kill, what of enduring eons of loneliness and affliction if sealed in a cosmic purgatory? That is worse than death.

Unless one day, he himself can enter the legendary Immortal Twelve Realms.

But the Void Aspect Divine Master knew well that the difficulty was akin to climbing to the heavens, the hope sparse.

Moreover, even if that day were to come, Emperor Ziwei might have already fallen to the Tribulation of Transcendence. Wanting personal revenge is already an impractical fantasy.

"However... dealing with other members of the Human Clan poses no challenge."

Gazing into the distant void where the Nine Nether Divine Country battlefield lay, the Void Aspect Divine Master sneered coldly.

...

On the other side.

At the battlefield of the Nine Nether Divine Country, the Mystic Sky Immortal Dynasty's army galloped through everything, as the Evil God Clan faced complete defeat.

Countless Immortal Domains crumbled, and myriad Evil Gods perished violently.

Gu Qingfeng seemed like a walking God of Death, and beneath the Yellow Springs' tide, even top-tier Divine Lords struggled to survive.

He had lost count of how many Evil Gods he had slain, or how many Immortal Domains he had annihilated.

As yet another Immortal Domain fell silent, a familiar figure suddenly appeared, causing the previously surging Yellow Springs River Water to abruptly halt.

"Emperor Ziwei!"

Gu Qingfeng, seeing the newcomer, was briefly stunned but then cupped his hands in respect.

"Junior greets the Heavenly Emperor!"

With a wave of his sleeve, Emperor Ziwei brought forth five Nine-orifice Exquisite Fruits as streams of light, appearing directly before Gu Qingfeng.

The latter, upon seeing this, was slightly startled.

"This is?"

"This is compensation from the Evil God Clan, five Nine-orifice Exquisite Fruits, for the cost of Immortal acting against you.

Originally, they were unwilling to give, but I personally visited the Immortal Divine Country to have a detailed talk with them, and the Evil God Clan recognized their error, thus providing this compensation.

Additionally, rest assured that no Immortal will act against you.

At least—not until I have fallen, no Immortal will act hastily!"

As he finished speaking, Emperor Ziwei added another remark.