Chapter 7175: Calamity
The living beings protected by remnant immortals and overlords managed to stand up straight. The defenseless ones were nailed to the ground by the heavenly pressure, men and beasts alike.
The pressure gradually increased before the full descent. Eventually, a minor world closest to the frontier was reduced to nothingness.
“Can’t do this, have to run!” Emperors and ancient ancestors heard their body creaking and crumbling.
“Where to?!” Another shouted.
At this point, they couldn’t escape any longer since the pressure continued to spread.
“Grand Dao Seal!” Immortals shouted, mustering all of their strength.
They released their lineages and worlds’ resources and foundations, hoping to survive the pressure.
“Is the villainous heaven here himself?!” Someone bellowed.
This one appeared more powerful than ever before. This was without any tribulation descending.
Previously, the calamities were carried out by the high heaven’s tribulation avatar. This one in particular made everyone think the true self was coming.
“Pop!” A pair of eyes seemingly opened above, releasing a dreadful light.
“The high heaven!” An immortal shouted.
“That has to be the true body!” Horror engulfed the combatants.
In the past, they all thought about fighting tribulations and one day, challenging the high heaven. Surviving tribulations instilled them with confidence and hope.
Today, the high heaven’s true body exceeded their imagination. Just the eyes alone were unbeatable.
“Boom!” Tribulations immediately descended against all worlds.
“Ahh!” The shockwaves alone obliterated living beings.
“We can’t stop it!” Emperors and ancient ancestors bellowed.
The minor worlds closest to the eyes couldn’t endure the destruction.
“It’s over, we’re all going to die.” An immortal fell into despair.
“Boom!” An eternal and majestic wall appeared to stop the tribulations.
It was old beyond words, somehow heavier than eight major worlds combined. Its creation required the resources of an entire major world, built using a supreme grand dao across many years.
Its light engulfed all of Heavenrealm. Powerful cultivators posed on the wall, acting as unbreakable bricks. Every fiber of their being fused with the wall.
“Feels good, if I die here, my life will not be wasted.” An immortal shouted.
“Let the calamity be our grave.” A mysterious cultivator burned his true blood and said.
“I can feel my blood boiling.” A master swordsman said.
“Brother Jian, we’re with you.” Other immortals burst into laughter.
The immortals on the wall did not fear the incoming tribulations, ready to embrace death.
“Bulwark of Apocalypse, Desolate Frontier!” The other defenders shouted.
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