Chapter 1898: Chapter 24: Heavenly Dao Reformation_2
"Boom!!"
An endless expanse of purple lightning spread across, instantly dyeing the sky a magnificent violet. Wherever the thunder passed, the Demon Clan was reduced to ashes in a blink of an eye. The once seemingly invincible Heavenly Demon Tide, from the perspective of those disciples, was annihilated in an instant. This sudden change nearly dropped their jaws.
After Zhang Xiaoman annihilated all the Heavenly Demons with one strike, he didn’t stop. He then raised his hand and pointed at the rift in the sky, using the Essence Gathering Technique to repair it instantly.
"Tsk tsk, kid, you’re quite smooth with the Essence Gathering Technique now. Back then, you struggled even with mending mere mortal foul air. Who would’ve thought that just thirty years later, you could use it to repair spatial rifts."
Ni Yang’s figure appeared by his side. This time, to facilitate movement, it presented in a miniaturized form, reducing its true body to about the same size as its Primordial Spirit state, which somehow felt more endearing.
Zhang Xiaoman said:
"Although these Demon Clans are currently fleeing for their lives, if they are allowed to escape, they will certainly slaughter mortals in the future. So, none of them can be let go, and the sky’s gaps must also be filled."
Upon hearing this, Ni Yang couldn’t help but display a surprised expression, saying:
"Kid, from what you’re saying, are you intending to protect this place? Do you even know how powerful the impact of those Law Fragments is? Even if you’re at the strength of an Immortal Emperor now, you can’t withstand it. Doing so will likely have dreadful consequences, so think carefully and don’t act foolishly."
Zhang Xiaoman nodded at him in acknowledgment and said:
"Thank you, Ni Yang, but I can’t just stand by and watch this place get destroyed. I must do something, at least this way, there’s still hope."
As he spoke, he raised his hand, calling back the Purple Cloud Divine Sword. The sword, upon landing in his palm, trembled slightly with joy, akin to a puppy finding comfort in its owner’s arms.
"Hiss..."
Ni Yang sucked in a breath of surprise, quickly patting the tips of its tail a few times.
Earlier, when the Divine Sword returned, it transformed into purple thunder and brushed past its tail, instantly making Ni Yang’s entire body tense up, with the tip seemingly ignited.
"Kid, be cautious! This thing is so powerful, don’t just let it loose everywhere!"
The Green Little Dragon grumbled discontentedly towards Zhang Xiaoman.
Zhang Xiaoman glanced at it apologetically, then refocused his attention back to the Purple Cloud Divine Sword, channeling spiritual power into the sword and attempting to harness its strength.
Ever since the complete unsealing of the Purple Cloud Divine Sword, he hadn’t studied it properly. Now, with the imminent confrontation with the advancing Immortal Realm, he could only hope for a miracle, placing his faith in this sword.
At this moment, Ni Yang seemed to discern Zhang Xiaoman’s intent, displaying a pondering expression.
"The Purple Cloud Divine Sword can absorb the entire Immortal Realm’s spiritual power. Perhaps using it to fend off the threat isn’t a bad idea. The mysteries contained within this sword are numerous and unknown even to me. Now, there’s a chance to witness its true potential..."
By now, cracks began to appear in the sky, the upper part showing a dim, scorching apocalypse-like scenario, while the lower part remained unchanged.
The darkening sky started to press down continuously, and everyone seemed to hear the cracking, breaking sounds, instilling a terrifying sense of unease within their hearts.
"What’s happening, what on earth is that, what’s wrong with the sky, didn’t the Sect Leader just eliminate the Heavenly Demon Tide? Why is the change in the sky becoming increasingly bizarre..."
At the same time, everyone across the world witnessed this scene. The apocalyptic-like sky above slowly pressed down, while the world below struggled to hold up, teetering on the brink of collapse.
Such terrifying scenes usually appeared only in dreams, but now they played out vividly before everyone’s eyes.
People were panicked, despaired, confused. They didn’t know what to do or where to go. For mortals in this world, it seemed they could only sigh helplessly, with no chance of escape.
Some couldn’t help but hold their heads and cry bitterly, others screamed madly in the streets, while others threw themselves in front of their loved ones, trying to shield them.
"Damn it! You heartless heavens!"
Some cultivators shouted to the sky, leaping into the air, using all their might to attack the darkened area.
Meanwhile, more powerful and knowledgeable cultivators sighed after witnessing the scene. From the increasingly intense aura, they sensed the disaster ahead. They knew it was an inescapable calamity, and not a thought of resistance even crossed their minds.
"The catastrophe of the end-times, Heavenly Demon turmoil, the world’s collapse; our sect forebears’ prophecy was indeed correct... The end of this world really has arrived..."
On a vast mountain peak, a white-haired elder let out a long sigh.
A few ancient sects, much like the Tianyuan Sect, with remnants and ruins, retained some ancient scrolls. Fortunate individuals like the elder got glimpses of ancient secrets through them.
Those aware of such hidden matters understood there was no escape from this calamity for themselves—the demise of the entire world was imminent. Where could they possibly flee?
"I see..."
Standing on the Ascending Immortal Platform, Zhang Xiaoman suddenly muttered, then abruptly opened his eyes, his gaze piercing toward the descending fragments of the Immortal Realm.
"Kid, do you have a plan now?"
Ni Yang eagerly asked.
Although it had been urging Zhang Xiaoman to give up, it had done so only because the situation seemed hopeless. However, deep down, it was unwilling to see this place destroyed. After all, compared to Zhang Xiaoman, it was the original resident here.
While channeling his spiritual power into the Purple Cloud Divine Sword, Zhang Xiaoman replied:
"The Purple Cloud Divine Sword is the sword that carries the will of the Heavenly Dao. The Primordial Heavenly Emperor used it to create this world, and the Heavenly Dao embodies that will."
"Now, with the collapse of the Immortal Realm, spatial law fragments flood in with forces even we cannot resist. However, the Purple Cloud Divine Sword can, as these law fragments are merely part of the Heavenly Dao."
Zhang Xiaoman’s figure slowly ascended, reaching the boundary between the dark and bright halves of the sky.
"The Purple Cloud Divine Sword is the key to all this. If I use it to replenish the heavenly laws, these fragments of the Immortal Realm will naturally cease to be a threat!"
As he finished speaking, the Purple Cloud Divine Sword in his hand emitted a dazzling light, bright enough to pierce into everyone’s soul. At this moment, Zhang Xiaoman’s figure reflected in the minds of everyone across the world.
People quieted down, not knowing how they ’saw’ that figure, but one thing was certain — that figure was surely there to save them. It was an intuition; merely seeing his silhouette brought them immense reassurance.
At this moment, all eyes turned in one direction, where the Small Immortal Palace on Lao Mountain stood, home to the Ascending Immortal Platform and Zhang Xiaoman’s true form.
"Heaven’s rules reform! Immortal Realm dissipates! Mortal World shall thrive! In this era, let there be no immortals!"
Zhang Xiaoman spoke, words reverberating instantly in everyone’s mind, loudly, echoing through their hearts.
With that, he swung his sword, and the sky instantly split into two halves. The upper’s dark world began to fade like an illusion, like flowers in the mirror, moon in the water, dissolving into countless snowflake-like bright points, merging into the heavens and earth.
The Immortal Realm vanished!
And the fragments it had splintered, at this moment, were entirely integrated into the Human Realm. As Zhang Xiaoman previously stated, heaven’s laws reformed, the Immortal Realm dissipated, the Human Realm shall thrive — in this era, there is no need for immortals.
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