Come On, Son! You Got to Breakthrough Now!

"Let everyone see what becomes of those who serve as dogs for the Evil God!"

The crowd's fury erupted like a volcano, giving no chance for the other side to utter another word.

An overwhelming barrage, filled with anger, drowned the young cultivator like a storm in an instant.

The Protective Gang Qi he raised shattered like paper, and his body, struck by countless power flows, couldn't even let out a few screams before being blasted to pieces, turning into a mist of blood and dissipating.

With the body's complete annihilation, only a faintly ethereal and terrified Divine Soul remained, seemingly not yet grasping the sudden lethal blow.

But just at that moment.

In the sky, clouds gathered, and a golden hand, entirely formed by Immortal Qi, materialized out of thin air. With irresistible majesty, it gently pinched as if picking a flower, grasping the fragmented Divine Soul.

Immediately following, an icy, emotionless voice, akin to a decree of the Heavenly Dao, echoed above the square, clearly entering each cultivator's ears.

"By order of the Mystic Heavenly Emperor: Within the Mystic Sky Immortal Dynasty's realm, any cultivator who openly supports the Evil God, undermines morale, and behaves rebelliously, is to be punished as the Evil God's minions.

The Divine Soul shall be used to fuel the Heavenly Lamp, hung in the Nine Heavens as a warning to others!"

As the words ended, a terrifying Dao Rhythm force emerged from the golden hand, forcibly twisted, and molded the struggling, wailing Divine Soul into a twisted wick flickering with painful light.

Subsequently, this wick was placed into an ancient bronze ever-burning lamp that appeared out of nowhere.

"Sizzle—"

A ghostly blue flame suddenly rose, igniting the wick, emitting a subtle yet soul-piercing crackling sound.

The newly born Soul Lamp trembled, as if bearing boundless pain and regret, slowly drifting towards the firmament, eventually hanging beside those of the Evil God's minions, becoming a new member of the warning constellation.

This scene.

Decisive, ruthless!

After a brief silence, all the cultivators on the square felt an indescribable sense of exhilaration.

Deserved!

This is what awaits those who fail to recognize their stance, who deem themselves clear-minded but are truly supremely foolish, siding with the enemy!

To most cultivators who have endured hardships and know the brutal nature of racial wars.

Those who, standing on a supposed moral high ground, indiscriminately speak of "peace" and "understanding," even questioning their own race's righteousness, are often more detestable and disgusting than the ghastly-faced enemies.

In racial conflicts, stances are always clear, determined by fundamental interests.

In such life-and-death struggles, attempting to critically analyze with an objective stance is an exceedingly naive and laughable betrayal.

In a sense, such internal enemies are more disgusting and chilling than the Evil Gods on the battlefield.

Within the Imperial Palace.

Gu Qingfeng stood with his hands behind his back in front of the hall, gazing at that newly hung Soul Lamp in the firmament, his eyes indifferent, void of any ripples.

With a flick of his finger, a mystical Immortal Qi Dao Yun, almost imperceptible to both the naked eye and Divine Thought, silently tore through the sky, accurately merging into the newly born ever-burning lamp.

This strand of Immortal Qi, holding a trace of his Immortal Tao Rhythm, served solely to reinforce the Divine Soul structure acting as the wick, greatly slowing its incineration and eventual disappearance by the soul fire.

After all, the Divine Soul of an ordinary Emperor Realm cultivator, with its limited strength, could withstand the Soul Lamp's eternal burning at most for a few thousand years before completely vanishing.

But with Gu Qingfeng's strand of Immortal Intent-enhanced Immortal Qi, it wouldn't be surprising if it endured not just thousands, but even tens or hundreds of thousands of years without extinguishing.

This means the traitor will endure the extreme torment of soul fire burning, unable to seek death, for countless future years!

Like the furious cultivators on the square, Gu Qingfeng also harbored a deep-seated revulsion for those who failed to recognize their roots, were internally distorted, or possibly already secretly corrupted by the Evil God's ideology.

Therefore.

He absolutely would not allow the other to easily escape.

This punishment, severe for their betrayal, also served as the most direct warning to successors.

"In a big forest, there are all sorts of birds indeed."

Gu Qingfeng withdrew his gaze, his tone calm.

"The conflict between the two clans has persisted for countless ages, with each side infiltrating to the utmost, and some scum being eroded from within the Human Clan is inevitable."

He shook his head slightly, thoroughly dispelling the trace of displeasure in his heart caused by that fool.

"Fortunately, such infiltration by petty villains ultimately cannot affect the foundation of the Human Clan, nor shake the true backbone.

The rise and fall of a clan, the survival of civilization, ultimately depends on those true strong ones who support heaven and earth, hinging between victory and defeat on the Immortal level."

...

A hundred years is a long life for ordinary creatures, but for cultivators waiting to preach the Dao, it's merely a fleeting moment.

The Mystic Sky Immortal Realm is vast and boundless, but over this century, as cultivators from various Immortal Domains poured in like rivers converging into the sea, this core region finally showed signs of saturation.

Amidst the Chaos, temporary caves, floating Immortal Mountains, and gigantic building ships could be seen everywhere, with spiritual lights glittering and auras intertwining, forming a grand scene of myriad cultivators approaching the court.

Many powerful ones with high cultivation, unwilling to enter the Immortal Domain and crowd with others, directly used great mana to open temporary Dao fields in the Chaos, dotting the dark Chaos like stars.

They quietly cultivated here, waiting for the moment Gu Qingfeng would preach the Great Dao upon the arrival of the hundred-year period.

On the day the hundred-year period arrived,

A vast, grand, terrifying aura, seemingly originating from the depths of the universe's source, suddenly rose from the depths of the Mystic Sky Immortal Dynasty Palace!

This aura swept the entire Mystic Sky Immortal Realm like a tsunami, and its momentum did not abate, continuing to spread at a speed surpassing time and space towards other distant Immortal Domains controlled by the dynasty, even to the outer Chaos Void.

When this aura completely unfolded, in the billions of miles of Chaos Void, within the countless Immortal Domains, all beings felt this aura clearly in that instant, regardless of their cultivation, feeling this dominant, suffocating pressure above all living beings.

Many cultivators with lower cultivation could not help their legs from going weak under this aura, their hearts filled with awe and fear.

Even those with high cultivation, like those at the Heavenly Venerate level, looked extremely grave, even shocked.

In a Dao field opened within the Chaos, a being whose cultivation had reached the Seven Tribulation Heavenly Venerable Realm appeared ghastly pale, even with fine sweat seeping from his forehead.

He felt the terrifying pressure everywhere, as if it could easily crush him, with his heart filled with dread.

"Mystic Heavenly Emperor!"

He asked himself about his understanding of Gu Qingfeng's strength, having heard of his glorious battle achievements.

Yet, knowing is one thing, but when truly experiencing this vast divine might pressing down like the entire universe, could he truly understand to what unimaginable degree the fearsome might of this Mystic Heavenly Emperor had reached.

Before this aura, let alone contending against it, even the thought of resistance seemed so laughable and futile.

If his true form appeared before him now, it would probably require no actions, just a single finger, to easily crush his foundational Dao, erasing him, a Seven Tribulation Heavenly Venerable, like an ant.

This absolute disparity in strength, like a chasm, couldn't help but evoke a sense of horror and helplessness from the depths of the soul.

"Mystic Heavenly Emperor Gu Qingfeng—"

On the other side of the Chaos, the Taiyi Saint Master also wore an extremely complex expression, murmuring towards the direction of the Mystic Sky Immortal Realm.

Once upon a time,

Before the rise of the Mystic Sky Immortal Dynasty, when the name Gu Qingfeng first emerged, though his strength was formidable, it was roughly within the same tier as himself.

But now,

Gu Qingfeng had already surpassed him by far, reaching a height even he had to look up to.

Merely from this strand of grand aura diffusing through the Chaos and overshadowing myriad domains, the Taiyi Saint Master could clearly understand to what despair-inducing extent the gap between them had widened.

At the same time, he also secretly felt fortunate in the depths of his heart.

"Fortunately, back then, the Taiyi Sacred Land assessed the situation rightly, and did not become enemies with such a person over temporary gains.

Otherwise, with this person's vengeful and decisive killing personality, the Taiyi Sacred Land would have big trouble!"

Moreover,

He was also fortunate for deciding to come and listen this time, otherwise, he would have missed a great opportunity.