The old emperor's eyes revealed a trace of disdain. With a wave of his hand, an unparalleled force of the Great Dao blasted forth, shattering the firmament and disturbing time and space. Faintly… it seemed that one could glimpse a presence resembling the river of time itself!

Within that river, countless beings were struggling fiercely, desperately fighting!

Among them were innumerable ancient silhouettes. At this moment, some of them even shot cold, eerie gazes toward this side!

Ji Donggu's group was genuinely terrified!

They were willing to risk death to stop the old emperor from entering the ancestral realm. But they feared that even death might be meaningless! That dying would still fail to stop him!

The moment that force struck toward them, Patriarch Beidou let out a miserable scream as he was directly sucked into what seemed to be the river of time.

Chu Mo shouted, "Give me back the Star Map!"

Then with a grasping motion, he attempted to pull Patriarch Beidou out!

It was far too daring, far too domineering!

Thud!

Patriarch Beidou spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood; he was enraged to the point of vomiting blood!

But immediately, he could no longer care about that, for his body was now infinitely close to being consumed by that suspected river of time. Several beings from within the river reached out and seized him.

Along with him, six or seven peak Great Saint Realm cultivators were also dragged in, their terrified screams ringing out as they were torn to shreds by the beings within!

This scene made even Chu Mo's scalp numb.

One of the beings stared coldly at the hand Chu Mo had stretched toward Patriarch Beidou, lifting its hand and striking out!

In that instant, Chu Mo felt an immeasurable terror. He quickly withdrew his arm, only to realize in shock that his entire arm… had been frozen into an ice sculpture! It seemed as though a mere tap would shatter it into countless pieces!

At this time, Patriarch Beidou's miserable scream echoed, "Chu Mo… even as a ghost, I won't let you off!"

Boom!

The suspected river of time erupted with an unrivaled aura, engulfing those Great Saints and vanishing in an instant.

Even the old emperor was momentarily stunned.

Indeed, the strike was unleashed by him, but even he hadn't anticipated it would yield such effects.

He glanced up at the tribulation clouds overhead, appearing to grasp something.

The Heavenly Tribulation of the ancestral realm had caused a mutation in his attack, triggering something unknown in that fleeting moment!

Perhaps, that river truly was the legendary river of time.

At that moment, Ji Donggu seized the opportunity as Chu Mo's arm froze, launching an attack directly at him.

This strike… connected!

With a resounding impact, Chu Mo's body was blasted backward, blood gushing as he flew through the void. Even with the protection of the Heavenly Mirror of the Firmament, Chaos Furnace, and Divine Glyph Battle Armor, he was injured.

However, in the split second before he was sent flying, Chu Mo stabbed Ji Donggu straight through the heart with his blade.

Ji Donggu let out a piercingly mournful scream, his entire being… suddenly shriveling in an instant!

"Demon Blade! Demon Blade!" Ji Donggu howled, attempting to escape Heaven Slaying's devouring grip. But he couldn't break free; the essence of his Dao drained away at an accelerating pace. Moreover, Heaven Slaying formed a domain around him in an instant. This domain directly altered the time laws within it!

To onlookers, it was only a moment. But in Ji Donggu's perception, he experienced what felt like thousands of years!

The torment and anguish of those years drove him into a relentless, agonizing roar—roaring for millennia!

Eventually, his body completely disintegrated into nothingness.

Heaven Slaying grew even more eerie before returning to Chu Mo's hand.

Heaven Slaying emitted the domain that altered time laws, and Chu Mo felt it distinctly. He was connected to Heaven Slaying in mind, clearly perceiving all that had transpired.

Softly stroking Heaven Slaying's blood-colored blade, Chu Mo murmured, "Heaven Slaying… is this your true self?"

Heaven Slaying transmitted a faint warmth to Chu Mo, as if reassuring him: I will never treat my master this way!

Yes!

The master recognized by Heaven Slaying!

Not merely the one wielding Heaven Slaying.

Chu Mo understood completely. He cast a glance at the last surviving peak Great Saint Realm cultivator of the Hong Family.

This peak Great Saint Realm cultivator was arguably the luckiest, having neither been swept into the suspected river of time nor struck by the old emperor or Chu Mo. He remained untouched and seemingly unharmed.

But his heart had already utterly collapsed!

Collapsed into a state of irreparable devastation. Looking at Chu Mo, he muttered in a daze, "Who… who are you? What do you want to do?"

Chu Mo smirked slightly and cast him a glance. Then, with a flash of blade light, he cleaved the last surviving peak Great Saint Realm cultivator.

"Kill you."

Chu Mo spoke.

The entire void was shrouded by tribulation clouds, boundless law power coalescing into countless true dragons swimming within the clouds.

The old emperor looked warmly toward Chu Mo, saying, "Child, you head down now. I'm about to begin the tribulation."

Chu Mo nodded, "Grandfather, I wish you success!"

"Hahaha!" The old emperor laughed heartily, and then his figure disappeared in a flash, appearing billions of miles away. Another flash, and he was even farther… dragging a massive expanse of tribulation clouds, vanishing in an instant beyond the endless vault of the firmament.

From the very beginning, he had calculated it all!

Madness? Recklessness? It was merely a ploy! A strategy of strike last but arrive first!

With Ji Donggu's faction, he had fought a brilliant psychological battle!

The contest was over who would collapse first!

The tribulation clouds in the sky vanished in an instant, receding into the distance. The fractured and chaotic vault of the firmament was revealed.

The current emperor cast a glance at the heavens, then silently activated an array. From the array, streams of Luotian qi flow surged skyward, repairing the torn firmament with speed.

Using qi movement to mend the heavens was undoubtedly fitting.

Thus, in the blink of an eye, the heavens overhead were restored completely.

The consumption to Luotian Imperial Clan's qi movement from this battle amounted to an astounding figure—at least one hundred million years' worth of accumulation across ten epochs.

But all of it was worthwhile!

Absolutely worthwhile!

As long as the old emperor successfully entered the ancestral realm, the Imperial Clan's destiny would stretch onward for at least several million years! Until thirty-six epoch tribulations arrived, there wouldn't be any issue.

Furthermore, after this battle, the ancient battlefield would open, and at that time, the Luotian Imperial Clan's stability would reach unprecedented heights, becoming truly unshakable.

Chu Mo's triumphant return was instantly treated like that of a hero.

Among the direct descendants of the Imperial Clan, Chu Mo had always held an exalted position. After this battle, his status became unparalleled!

Though royal tradition made it impossible for the throne to be passed to him, it was no exaggeration to say that even if Ji Qi succeeded the throne in the future, his standing among the royal kin would still fall below Chu Mo's!

Ji Qi was acutely aware of this but harbored no objection.

Seeing blood still on Chu Mo's lips, Ji Qi hurried forward, "Brother, are you alright?"

Chu Mo shook his head, "No matter, I'm used to it!"

Yiyi and Qi Xiaoyu rushed over immediately, one on each side, supporting Chu Mo with expressions of tender concern and anguish.

Ji Qingyu also wanted to come over, but Chu Tianji held her back, softly saying, "Our son has grown up!"

"But I still ache for him!" Ji Qingyu gazed at her son with affection.

Ji Qi solemnly said to Chu Mo, "I owe you my life!"

Prince Ji appeared seemingly out of nowhere, addressing Chu Mo, "And so do I!"

"Alright, alright, we're all family, aren't we?" Chu Mo waved dismissively, his face betraying a trace of inevitable exhaustion.

To those below, the battle just now had lasted no more than the time it took to burn a stick of incense. Ridiculously brief to the point of disbelief!

But to Chu Mo, who participated personally, it felt like years of grueling battle! In the void, where time and space laws were chaotic, every strike consumed immense focus and energy!

To outsiders, Chu Mo might appear invincible, sweeping through peak Great Saint Realm cultivators effortlessly. But in reality, each attack required monumental expenditure of focus, strength, cultivation, and law—all things tied to his overall cultivation base, his very life force!

In other words, every strike Chu Mo made was a life-or-death gamble!

What outsiders saw was always superficial. Those who could truly fathom him were limited to a rare few at his level.

Chu Mo took a deep breath, swallowed a few of the elixirs he had refined earlier, and his spirit improved somewhat. He smiled at the crowd, "My wedding banquet isn't over yet, is it?"

Everyone was slightly stunned—how big must his heart be to worry about this at a time like this?

Still, the group was only briefly stunned, then burst out laughing together.

Ji Qi exclaimed loudly, "Of course it's not over! It's only just beginning!"

"Then that's settled. I haven't finished offering the toasts yet." Chu Mo smiled and turned to the emperor Ji Zhi, "Uncle, can we continue?"

The emperor's eyes revealed a gentle smile, and he responded heartily, "Of course! Today, we celebrate your wedding feast, your reception of the Seven Great Saints, and above all… the monumental occasion of our Imperial Clan gaining another ancestral realm giant!"

"Indeed!" Chu Mo chuckled, taking Yiyi and Qi Xiaoyu by the hand and turning to the group assembled and the still-phoenix-shaped rooster who stood nearby. "Let's drink! Let's start with my wedding wine!"

The rooster beamed with joy, "Kid, I missed your wedding ceremony, but I won't miss your wedding wine. Let's go, let's go… drink till we drop!"

Ji Qi shouted, "Exactly, exactly… today, tomorrow, the day after… three days of royal banquets! Drink till we drop!"

"Drink till we drop!" This time, the sentiment received unanimous support from everyone present!

Even those who had once had grievances with the Imperial Clan were won over in this moment.

Everyone headed toward the great hall once more.

But this time, nearly all the outside guests—including giants like the Patriarch of Jiang Family and the Elder Vine—looked at Chu Mo with entirely transformed gazes!

A young giant!

Yes, that is what he was—a young giant!

Though he had yet to enter the ancestral realm and become a true unmatched entity, after today, no one would doubt Chu Mo's rightful claim to that title.

The title of young giant was his without question!

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