Mrs. and Mr. Smith

"Such a terrifying origin for this broken sheet of paper, no wonder my Nine Heavens Condensing Pupil shattered upon seeing this demonized God-Sealing Panel!"

Ethan Smith touched the Nine Heavens Condensing Pupil at his forehead with lingering fear.

Even now, his Nine Heavens Condensing Pupil seems to be continuously damaged by some force, unable to be repaired with Holy Energy.

"Damn, doesn't that mean you've become invincible and immortal? Isn't that the ultimate goal many pursue?"

Frederick Cohen was taken aback.

"Idiot, if it were that easy, this God-Sealing Panel is rumored to be a conspiracy too. The Dao Ancestor gave this God-Sealing Panel for a reason; at that time, the Interception Sect accepted students without discrimination, including all races and living beings, some with talents comparable to top gods and demons, something even the Dao Ancestor dreaded."

Sithur Fatty said with a smug look as if intentionally showing off, sharing the details he knew one by one.

"First, to enter the God-Sealing List, one's physical body must be destroyed, and only then can the Divine Soul be listed. But most immortals at the time were in the human world, free and unfettered, preferring freedom to being driven by the celestial court. The God-Sealing List was actually a shackle, locking the feet of all immortals and sealing part of their divine skills, making breakthrough hopeless, serving it all their lives."

Ethan Smith was a bit shocked; things like this only exist in legends.

But listening to Sithur Fatty, it seemed to be a real occurrence.

"Moreover, this is the good guess. The bad guess is even more startling. Among the 365 sealed names of the God-Sealing Panel, the Interception Sect holds eighty percent, but records show the descendants of these God Seals never received any responses from their ancestors. Even a Primordial Chaos mighty realm cultivator, severely wounded in battle, tried a forbidden technique with remaining Lifespan, yet couldn't connect to an ancestor on the God-Sealing Panel."

Sithur Fatty chuckled.

"Were their divine senses wiped out, becoming things like these eeries?"

Ethan Smith felt a chill down his spine.

It's known that the three great teachings of the Primordial Era each comprised well-known figures.

At least their power was equivalent to today's Holy Lords, yet one God-Sealing Panel brought so many into it, imagining if Sithur Fatty's words are true, how many talented individuals it would have destroyed.

"Based on current information, it's certainly not a good thing. Encountering this damaged God-Sealing Panel here is shocking, no wonder the old man was in such a hurry to notify me."

Sithur Fatty gazed with interest at where endless Ghost Light emerged, where the broken God-Sealing Panel emitted endless aura.

"If this thing is so wicked, why did you come! If it turns you into those in-between things, you'll just regret it later!"

Frederick Cohen, seeing those densely packed eeries, also felt his scalp tingling.

"Immortality is unmistakably good, but if it's like those eerie things, it's a disaster."

Ethan Smith silently shook his head.

"Its specific use is still unknown, but don't you think it's a sinister magical artifact? Once the enemy's Divine Soul is absorbed, not only can it erase their original consciousness, but control it too. Even these eeries are only parasites to the broken God-Sealing Panel at this extent."

Sithur Fatty stared at the hill-teeming eeries with astonishment on his face.

Because the aura emitted by the creepy ones in front couldn't be detected by his magical artifact.

As they discussed, everyone seemed to hear a huge grinding noise of a millstone turning.

Moreover, the frequency of this sound was extremely high; in just a few seconds, Ethan Smith only felt some extreme heavy object scraping through space.

This sound directly pierced through his cochlea, with blood gently flowing from his ears.

The God-Sealing Panel emerged!

Sithur Fatty's voice was unusually shaky.

To see such a defying object was rare, making him somewhat nervous too.

At this moment, the space at the bottom of Nine Netherworld Cliff felt like a stretchable viscous sphere.

The space began to wriggle and stretch violently, making the figures at the bottom appear very distorted in Ethan and the others' eyes.

"What terrifying power, actually twisting space directly, is this the power of the God-Sealing Panel?"

Ethan Smith was a bit horrified.

His skin became wrinkled like an old man's, the terrifying pressure nearly suffocating him.

Fortunately, they retreated ten thousand meters away, or else the pressure would have crushed them into mincemeat.

Thud!

Thud!

Thud!

The entire space where the God-Sealing Panel was, contracted intensely as if it were a heart.

With a roar, countless black orbs suddenly appeared in space.

These black orbs floated quietly, as if they had always been there.

With the appearance of these black orbs, Ethan Smith felt his hair stand on end.

A sense of death instantly enveloped him.

It was as if he faced the most terrifying fierce beast up close in Time.

"The boundless ultimate tribulation!"

Sithur Fatty's face changed dramatically, his Heaven Path Umbrella quickly opened, enveloping the four of them.

Ethan and the others felt as if wrapped into a new space, the order here sustained by the Heaven Path Umbrella, guarding them inside.

The Heaven Path Umbrella emitted a strong tremor.

"The boundless ultimate tribulation? What the hell is that? It feels like a touch of that thing would mean death!"

Frederick Cohen's voice trembled.

"That's the heavenly tribulation encountered by grand immortals, according to current levels, it's the seventh tier tribulation to the Immortal Emperor's tribulation, do you think touching it wouldn't kill?"

Fatty kicked Frederick Cohen with displeasure.

"How dare you!"

Frederick Cohen instantly got angry.

"I'm your elder!"

Behind Fatty, three or four shiny Law Swords gleamed, suddenly making Frederick Cohen, like a rooster being choked, unable to utter a half-word.

"This should be a diluted version of the ultimate tribulation; otherwise, even if the Heaven Path Umbrella could resist, it wouldn't be so easy. Anyway, this thing is beyond our capability, better retreat further, don't throw your life away."

The ultimate tribulation is said to originate from the will of Heaven and Earth, an apocalyptic disaster born when the heavens are disappointed with this world and decide to tear it down and rebuild. As life proliferates in the universe, life forms compete for resources and cosmic energy, leading to energy imbalance. When such imbalance reaches a certain level, it triggers the ultimate tribulation.

Sithur Fatty wiped the cold sweat off his temple, gripping the umbrella handle tightly, seemingly sensing if the outside ultimate tribulation had ceased.