Steadily becoming a saint, the immortal officials hired me to tend the horses

"What realm is this..."

Under the thunderclouds, Lv Baitian, standing on a magic artifact, was full of fear as he gazed at the Origin Tree of Ephemera and muttered to himself.

If he, a Unification Realm Nine Layers, felt this way, what more those with a cultivation level lower than his?

The disciples of the Supreme Sect below felt as if they were being crushed by a weight of ten thousand catties, starting to descend, which forced them to dissolve their formation.

"What exactly are we facing..."

"Impossible... impossible... Could it be that Ephemera Sect truly possesses an Immortal?"

"What to do... Is there truly no chance of victory?"

"We still have Sword Venerable Fudao, once he arrives, perhaps there will be a glimmer of hope..."

While the disciples of the Supreme Sect still harbored a sliver of hope, other sects had plunged into complete despair.

Daoist Tianshu from Three Pure Ones Mountain looked towards the Origin Tree of Ephemera, his face pale as he calculated with his fingers, only to find no hope no matter how he calculated.

"Inescapable doom..."

Daoist Tianshu murmured to himself as his aura of righteousness began to dissipate.

With the terrifying presence of Butcher Immortal Jing enveloping the Taichen Dynasty, the morale of the cultivators from the Nine Dynasties instantly collapsed.

There were still some who refused to give up. A Great Cultivator of the Mystic Heart Realm from the Cangtian Sect continued to fight fiercely, displaying the leadership spirit of the leader of the Nine Dynasties Alliance.

An Hao and Wu Jue were rapidly speeding along. With their low cultivation levels, no one hindered them for the time being, and they swiftly flew into Wanji Forest to rescue those who had become sacrifices. However, as soon as they landed, threads of blood quickly entangled their feet.

Before they could react, the runes beneath their feet burst out with shocking blood light, spreading rapidly, sweeping across the Taichen Dynasty at an incredible speed, freezing in place all living beings within the territory of the Taichen Dynasty, including the Great Cultivators in the air.

Those Great Cultivators of the Mystic Heart Realm were also suppressed, their movements incredibly slow, floating like falling leaves, driving those who wished to escape to despair with such drifting speed.

They suddenly felt the Taichen Dynasty was boundless!

On a cliff, Li Xuandao, Lv Xian, Yi Liuyun, and a group of impressive cultivators were all frozen in place.

"What is this thing?" a cultivator watching the mysterious blood lines entwining his legs exclaimed in horror.

He tried to struggle, but was utterly unable to free himself. The most despairing part for him was feeling his control over his body slipping away.

Lv Xian looked down, his eyes filled with astonishment.

Li Xuandao gazed into the distance, his demeanor calm, as if he was not afraid of this calamity at all.

"This is the Six Paths Mahayana Array, it requires the mighty power of the Mahayana Realm to activate. Do you know what the Mahayana Realm is?"

The voice of Butcher Immortal Jing resounded, chilling the heavens and the earth.

Upon hearing this, Li Xuandao's eyes began to flicker.

Elsewhere.

Lu Lingjun was in the air, she too suffered from the mysterious blood lines entangling her, these blood lines materializing out of thin air, unpredictable and unavoidable.

Below her, the White Spirit Demon Emperor wailed, "We're done for!"

Lu Lingjun looked towards the Origin Tree of Ephemera. She could see a figure stepping out from the black fissure.

It was Butcher Immortal Jing!

His black clothes violently billowed, the cuffs and hem tattered, making his robes resemble black flames. His pale face revealed a ferocious smile, despising all living beings, with the imprint of two evil ghosts on his forehead vivid as though they could burst forth at any moment.

Boom—

The ground shook violently, a blood-colored barrier rose from Wanji Forest, making the sparse trees appear as insignificant as weeds.

More and more disciples of the Ephemera Sect fell down, kneeling on the ground, fervently looking up at him.

"Sword Venerable Fudao of the Supreme Sect, why not show yourself?"

"Taoist of Immortality from Three Pure Ones Mountain, where are you chanting now?"

"Wasn't there someone from Cangtian Sect who claimed that flattening the Ephemera Sect would be easy?"

"Why don't you show yourself, if you do not come now, these myriad beings will enter the Six Paths, aiding me in becoming an Immortal!"

The voice of Butcher Immortal Jing continuously rang out, each phrase quenching the hope in the hearts of the cultivators from the Nine Dynasties, causing more and more people to fall into despair.

His blood-colored eyes reflected the illusion of Ephemera, and behind him, the face of the Origin Tree of Ephemera opened its mouth, spewing out a gigantic Ephemera, which then flew under his feet, carrying him as he soared away.

As he ascended, everyone within the Taichen Dynasty felt their life force being drained, intensifying their despair.

Far away in Mystic Valley, Gu An was secretly alarmed.

This guy's aura is so strong!

Feels like he's almost comparable to the Nine Layers of the Mahayana Realm!

Thank goodness I had advanced earlier, and even advanced to the Nine Layers of the Nirvana Realm.

Gu An's divine sense locked onto Sage Xuan Miao.

With his mana boosting, Sage Xuan Miao's speed was greatly enhanced, and he was already fast approaching the Taichen Dynasty.

Sage Xuan Miao also heard the voice of Butcher Immortal Jing, his heart racing, never feeling his speed as slow as now.

"Mountain God! It's too late!"

Sage Xuan Miao roared in his heart, gripping the Wooden Mountain God tightly, his arms trembling.

"If it's too late, then throw it."

Gu An's voice entered his ears.

Hearing this, he immediately threw the wooden entity in his hand towards the front.

The moment it left his hand, it suddenly erupted into terrifying speed, transforming into a streak of green rainbow light, racing unstoppably towards Wanji Forest.

Almost instantly, Butcher Immortal Jing sensed something and turned his head to look towards the horizon.

Lu Lingjun was right in the line of sight of Butcher Immortal Jing. Facing his gaze, the heart of this Ascender trembled, and the White Spirit Demon Emperor under her feet shivered even more.

In a trance, Lu Lingjun seemed to sense something and subconsciously turned her head.

Time seemed to stand still as she caught a glimpse of a cyan light rainbow through the corner of her eye; she faintly saw a small figure within the cyan light.

Struggling fiercely, An Hao turned his head to see a cyan light rainbow speeding towards him, sweeping over his head at an inconceivable speed.

At the edge of the cliff, Li Xuandao saw a cyan light rainbow flying past the horizon, and he felt a dizzy sensation.

In the desolate gaze of millions of sacrifices, a cyan light rainbow tore through the dark sky, bringing light to their eyes.

Butcher Immortal Jing reacted far beyond anyone within the Taichen Dynasty; he raised his hand to block, and terrifying Spiritual Power formed into dark light, forcefully intercepting the cyan light rainbow.

His complexion slightly changed, and in a cold voice, he said, "Mahayana Realm, who are you?"

Within the cyan light rainbow, a small wooden figure twisted its body, facing Butcher Immortal Jing.

The small wooden figure raised its hand, pointing at Butcher Immortal Jing.

Butcher Immortal Jing's gaze sharpened, and his right hand suddenly clenched into a fist, terrible dark light directly forming a demonic claw, intending to crush the small wooden figure.

Boom!

A massive cyan beam of light suddenly struck from behind the small wooden figure, engulfing Butcher Immortal Jing with unimaginable speed.

Too fast!

Standing at the peak of the Mahayana Realm, Butcher Immortal Jing had no time to react!

The majestic Origin Tree of Ephemera was instantly pierced by the cyan beam of light, its trunk rapidly turning to flying ash. The thunderclouds above were dispersed right away, and the bright sky suddenly broke through above all beings, causing countless people to subconsciously close their eyes.

The cyan glow around the small wooden figure then dissipated.

Silence fell upon the land.

Great Cultivators from the Nine Dynasties and those from the Ephemera Sect were all dumbstruck, staring in the direction of the Origin Tree of Ephemera, watching its trunk gradually vanish, their minds blank.

The small wooden figure fell backwards, its body trembling slightly.

In an instant, a roaring sound thundered up!

The ground shattered, countless trees burst forth, charging at the Cultivators of the Ephemera Sect with frenzied speed. The Great Cultivators in Mystic Heart Realm intuitively tried to escape, but in a blink, they were entwined by the trees.

Outside the Six Mahayana Arrays, endless trees rose up, forming tree walls ascending from all directions.

The Cultivators of the Ephemera Sect, their faces drastically altered, leaped up, trying to jump over the tree walls, but as soon as they ascended, they were entangled by the vines and pulled into the trees.

"No—"

"What is this! Who!"

"Sect Hierarch, save me!"

"Spare me! Spare me!"

Countless shouts and screams arose, plunging the land into despair.

Cultivators from the Nine Dynasties also scrambled to avoid, but they quickly realized that the vines and trees were bypassing them, targeting only the Cultivators of the Ephemera Sect.

Daoist Tianshu from Three Pure Ones Mountain hovered in the air, overlooking the land. Vast clouds of dust rose like an ocean, endless, seemingly covering the entire Mortal World. The trees resembled rising dragons, mystic and vast, shaking the very visual and cognitive perception of this Great Cultivator of Mystic Heart Realm.

He could not imagine such a mighty force.

It was as if the heavens and earth were punishing the Ephemera Sect!

Not just him, all Great Cultivators of Mystic Heart Realm from the Nine Dynasties looked on in shock at this stunning sight; no matter how high they flew, they could not see the end of the sea of trees, the entire land submerged by dust storms, with countless trees growing, rampaging.

Lu Lingjun stared blankly at this scene, unable to believe her own eyes.

"The power of heaven and earth... Heaven has opened its eyes indeed!" exclaimed the White Spirit Demon Emperor excitedly, its bloodlines starting to dissipate, regaining control over its Demon Body.

At the summit of a mountain in the North Sea Mountains, Gu An stood on the cliff, facing the wind, displaying the stature of an Immortal.

The wooden figure given to Sage Xuan Miao was just a misdirection, leading Butcher Immortal Jing to mistakenly think the approaching person was merely a Mahayana Cultivator. Gu An used the mana on the wooden figure to remotely lock onto Butcher Immortal Jing, then executed a swift takedown.

The stakes were high, but the process was brief!

Prompt after prompt crazily popped up before Gu An's eyes, his right foot subtly shifted.

Tens of thousands of miles away within the Taichen Dynasty, the vast sea of trees came to a halt, those towering like mountain ridges shocking the eyes of all beings.

Gu An turned around, the wind picking up and ruffling his black hair; he walked into the forest, disappearing into the darkness as if he had never appeared.

Elsewhere.

Sage Xuan Miao was still rushing towards the Taichen Dynasty at full speed.

When he flew into the border of the Taichen Dynasty, his speed began to decrease; his eyes widened, shocked by the sight of the towering, twisted trees ahead.

"Could this be the power of a Mountain God?"

Sage Xuan Miao slowly descended, landing on a cliff, much like Gu An earlier, facing the wind that blew towards him.

Unlike Gu An's calmness, his face was filled with astonishment.

In his eyes were both joy and reverence.

He suddenly felt a deep fear.

That he had so offended a Mountain God, and yet the Mountain God could tolerate him.

The tiny Mountain God and the magnificent spectacle before him created a strong contrast, stimulating his spirit.

He slowly knelt down, his knees less than five centimeters from the edge of the cliff.

"To be a servant for life... it turns out to be my honor..."