"Hmph."

Gu Qingfeng let out a cold snort, and the Netherworld Path within him suddenly began to operate.

Gray Netherworld Tao Rhyme surged out from within him, transforming into an invisible barrier, isolating that wave of sorrowful emotion outside.

Although both are Order Dao, the power of Netherworld now, though not as vast as the Heavenly Dao, is enough to be self-sufficient, unaffected by the emotions of Heavenly Dao.

Soon, that wave of sorrow in his heart receded like the tide.

Gu Qingfeng's eyes regained clarity and he looked towards the direction of the Evil God Territory, a hint of icy sharpness flashing in his eyes.

"The Blood Sun God Master has finally fallen."

He murmured to himself, with a trace of relief in his tone.

Yes, relief.

If it hadn't been for the Blood Sun God Master's failure in tribulation, once he successfully stepped into the Immortal Fourth Realm, it would have catastrophic consequences for the Human Clan.

An Immortal Fourth Realm supreme being, its deterrence far exceeds imagination.

And now, with the fall of the Blood Sun God Master, the Evil God Clan has lost a top combat strength, greatly diminishing their power.

This is undoubtedly great news for the Human Clan.

"What a pity..."

Gu Qingfeng shook his head, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes.

"Now the gap in strength between the Human Clan and Evil Gods remains vast.

Even with Blood Sun's fall, the Evil God Clan still has twelve immortals, while we only have nine."

"The gap of three immortals is not something easily bridged."

"Otherwise, this moment would be the best opportunity to launch a full-scale attack on the Evil God Clan!"

He knew well that at this moment, the Evil God Clan was greatly demoralized due to Blood Sun's fall, with fluctuating Qi Fortune, marking the weakest moment.

If the Human Clan could concentrate all their power and unleash a thunderbolt strike, perhaps they could severely damage the Evil God Clan and completely reverse the situation.

But, the premise is that the Human Clan must have sufficient strength.

Without strength, everything is empty talk.

"Strength... still not enough strength!"

Gu Qingfeng shook his head, took a deep look into the depths of Chaos, and then returned to the Mystic Sky Immortal Realm.

He knew very well that the fall of the Blood Sun God Master would inevitably lead to turmoil.

An existence that has touched the pinnacle of immortality involves too many things, and some effects are destined to be hard to eliminate.

Even if full-scale warfare between the immortals from both clans is unlikely now, it cannot be ruled out that the Human Clan side may utilize this critical moment to launch a counterattack against the Evil God Clan.

Although there is a high probability that this battle won't involve immortal-level beings, it is definitely not to be underestimated.

...

Ziwei Immortal Court.

Outside, blood rain poured, yet not a single drop of it fell within the Ziwei Immortal Court.

Here seemed to be a force that isolates everything, even the blood rain of an immortal's fall cannot reach half a step.

Inside the Immortal Palace Hall, a dead silence reigned.

All the Immortal Officials and Heavenly Venerates stood silently, with complex expressions.

By rights, the fall of an immortal from the Evil God Clan should be a cause for celebration.

Yet at this moment, the atmosphere in the hall was exceptionally heavy.

The reason is none other.

The fall of the Blood Sun God Master, and the terrifying Immortal Divine Tribulation that caused the Chaos to mourn, invoked a chill deep within everyone's soul.

The Four Extremes Emperor also bore a dignified expression, complex emotions flickering in his eyes.

As the strongest after Emperor Ziwei, all four of them have reached the peak of Nine Tribulations, with strength equivalent to, so-called half-step immortals.

They are qualified to attempt crossing into the Immortal Realm.

But today's fall of the Blood Sun God Master was like a splash of cold water, drenching their hearts.

Even such an ancient being, who stepped into the Immortal Third Realm, fell under the Fourth Divine Tribulation.

What about them?

If they provoked the Immortal Divine Tribulation, how much confidence would they have?

This thought, like a nightmare, haunted them, causing their Tao hearts to waver.

And not just them.

Inside the hall, those other Heavenly Venerates stuck at Eight Tribulations and Nine Tribulations, painstakingly seeking a path to breakthrough, also had pale faces, their eyes filled with fear.

Immortal Divine Tribulation!

Too terrifying.

So terrifying that it leaves one with no courage to resist.

Amidst this dead silence.

On the high platform, Emperor Ziwei slowly opened his eyes.

His gaze was as calm as water, sweeping over everyone in the hall, finally resting on the Four Extremes Emperor.

"You are frightened."

It was not a question, but a statement.

The Four Extremes Emperor shuddered, lowered his head without speaking.

Emperor Ziwei slowly rose, walked to the edge of the high platform, and looked out at the pouring blood rain outside the hall, his voice calm and distant.

"The path of immortality is, in essence, to be reborn through death."

"Throughout history, countless remarkable talents have fallen under the Divine Tribulation, and many heroes who traversed Chaos have perished in calamity!"

"Even the strongest among the Immortal Twelve Realms eventually fell in the Tribulation of Transcendence."

He turned around, his gaze sharp, looking at everyone.

"But this is the Dao."

"To seek longevity, one must endure calamities; to seek immortality, one must bear its weight."

"Heavenly Dao is fair; it grants you the lifespan of immortality, thus gives you the tribulation of immortality. This is balance."

Emperor Ziwei paused, his voice suddenly turning sharp.

"Do you know how most immortals in the Endless Immortal Domain are born?"

Everyone was startled.

"Eight or nine out of ten did not choose to undergo tribulation voluntarily but were forced!"

"It is when great calamity descends, when powerful enemies press upon the territory, when the survival of the race hangs by a thread, they are driven to the brink!"

"Either induce the Divine Tribulation to fight for a chance, or wait passively to be slaughtered!"

"They were driven by courage born from desperation to break before establishment, stepping into immortality!"

His gaze fell once again on the Four Extremes Emperor.

"You now fear the Divine Tribulation, dare not undergo it, because you still have a retreat."

"You can still hide under my wings, still rely on the Qi Fortune of the Human Clan, still linger feebly."

"But—"

Emperor Ziwei's voice suddenly heightened, like a heavenly bell resonating.

"What if one day, I am no longer here?"

"When the Human Clan faces an existential crisis, when the Evil Gods Immortal come forth in full force, when you have no place to retreat..."

"Will you still have a choice?"

Inside the hall, silence reigned.

Everyone, including the Four Extremes Emperor, stood as if struck by thunder, motionless.

Emperor Ziwei's words pierced through the last shred of their wishful thinking like a sharp sword.

Indeed!

If Emperor Ziwei is not present, if the Human Clan faces utter devastation—

Will they still have a retreat?

"Then, you will have only two paths."

Emperor Ziwei's voice returned to calmness.

"One, induce the Divine Tribulation, be reborn through death, fighting for that sliver of chance."

"Two, fear to advance, wait passively for demise, then, together with the entire Human Clan, perish in Chaos."

"The difference is, the former holds a sliver of hope. The latter is certain death."

As his voice fell, a pin-drop silence enveloped the hall.

After a long while.

One of the emperors slowly raised his head, his eyes no longer confused, no longer fearful, only filled with a determination of risking everything for a decisive battle.

He bowed deeply to Emperor Ziwei: "The words of the Heavenly Emperor are like the evening drum and morning bell, awakening!"

The other three emperors, as well as all the Heavenly Venerates in the hall, also bowed at this moment, voices firm.

"Thank you, Heavenly Emperor, for your guidance!"

"We shall not fail the Human Clan, nor ourselves!"

Emperor Ziwei nodded slightly, his gaze again out of the hall.

He was considering other matters.

With the recent fall of the Blood Sun God Master, the Evil God Clan lost an immortal; if the Human Clan strikes now, it would diminish the threat of an Immortal Third Realm.

But moments later, Emperor Ziwei dismissed this thought.

"Blood Sun may be dead, but the Evil God Clan still has twelve immortals, especially that existence of Eternal Silence, which is the key to everything.

If he isn't dead, the Evil God Clan remains difficult to shake.

Initiating war now, the probability of the Human Clan's defeat is too high—"

Emperor Ziwei took a deep breath.

As he is the foundation that intimidates the Evil God Clan for the Human Clan, the Eternal Silence God Master of the Immortal Divine Country serves the same role.

Both as existences of the Immortal Twelve Realms, they are the stabilizing forces of their respective clans.

As long as they are alive, no one dares act recklessly.

Of course—

If either clan can produce another of Immortal Twelve Realm, they would qualify to break the balance.

However.

To produce another of Immortal Twelve Realm is truly no easy task.

At present.

Neither clan has the foundation to cultivate another of the Immortal Twelve Realm.

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