"Hún Tiān!!!"

Even in their still-youthful prime, both Shū Emperor and Hū Emperor watched the gray-robed man standing atop the pavilion. Seeing him gradually dissipate into nothingness, even though they knew this was the ending Hún Tiān himself desired, they still subconsciously stepped forward, instinctively reaching out to support him.

But in the end, they did not.

They could only watch as Hún Tiān, after a hearty battle and a burst of laughter, calmly faded away.

Seeing this scene, even within the dream, a deep sorrow surfaced in the eyes of the two ancient emperors, Shū and Hū. The sword in Wei Yuan's hand remained undrawn, for he saw the look in Hún Tiān's eyes and understood that this was his own decision.

His legend began with unrivaled victories across the cosmos.

And it would end with a fierce battle against the strongest of the Turbid World, departing amidst laughter.

Only in this way could he be said to have lived a life without regrets.

The aftermath of the battle between the Turbid World Great Lord and Hún Tiān lingered for a long time. The Turbid World Great Lord's expression gradually recovered from the fervor of battle, becoming increasingly calm and serene. He no longer exhibited the arrogant dominance of the past, where he proclaimed, "I have defeated Heaven, who can defeat me?"

His dark hair fell, and he gazed at Hún Tiān's departing form in silence for a long time before cupping his fist in salute and exhaling slowly, deeply, "Farewell."

"Farewell."

Shū Emperor stared blankly at Hún Tiān's departure, at the complete collapse of the pavilion, at the dissipation of the dream. His eyes were red, and his nose tingled.

But when he turned and saw Hū Emperor in the same state, he suddenly flew into a rage, slapping Hū on the back and roaring, "Useless fellow, what are you crying about!"

"The dream is shattered, and that girl Hòutǔ has been rescued, given a chance to regain her full strength."

"There's no need to stay here because of this damned calamity, no need to die here because of this dream. Hún Tiān also got what he wanted—not to disappear silently as part of the dream. Since he was the Central Emperor of the World, the strongest under Heaven, he naturally had to do great things while alive and depart in a blaze of glory."

"That's worthy of his name!"

"It's a good thing, a good thing, what are you crying about!"

Hū Emperor felt even more distressed, saying, "But we'll never see them again."

This was a dream.

When the dream ended, they too would dissipate.

They would never see Hún Tiān again, nor would they see the awakened Hòutǔ.

Just thinking about these things made his heart ache terribly.

The Turbid World Great Lord spoke in a calm, deep voice, then surveyed his surroundings, saying, "Although we didn't completely intercept Hòutǔ this time, it was enough. Being able to battle Hún Tiān once more was far more valuable than capturing Hòutǔ and the Western Emperor, worth ten or even a hundred times more."

"Thus, my coming here is not without its rewards."

"As for you."

The Turbid World Great Lord's gaze swept forward, landing on the Shū and Hū Emperors within the dream. Then, his indifferent eyes returned, devoid of any ripple, and he said, "You two do not possess Hún Tiān's status. It is already difficult enough for you to exist until now, relying on the foundation of this millennia-long dream."

"Insects cannot comprehend ice."

"When the dream dissipates, you will naturally perish. Consider this time a gift from me."

The Turbid World Great Lord looked at Wei Yuan. The black-haired Daoist was already holding a sword, the Qingping Sword, the most compatible weapon for Hún Tiān's aura. Clearly, Wei Yuan had intended to forcefully intervene. If Hún Tiān hadn't been resolute, this sword would have pierced the Turbid World Great Lord's back with absolute force.

With Hún Tiān in front and him behind, working together.

Even the Turbid World Great Lord would not have gained much advantage.

But Wei Yuan respected Hún Tiān's wishes.

The Turbid World Great Lord's aura had recovered. His eyes swept over Wei Yuan, and he said succinctly, "You did not act just now, very good."

"You understand the significance of that battle."

"However, Hún Tiān himself did not have much power remaining. To fight him at the same level of strength was also my wish. In that situation, even if you had acted, it would not have had any effect. It would only have ruined Hún Tiān's last wish."

The Turbid World Great Lord's gaze swept over the Yin-Yang Origin Calamity, which was suppressed by Wei Yuan's sword formation.

This was the original source representing the laws of creation, the fundamental aura, now slowly rotating in a grand and majestic manner. If it were completely unrestrained, the Yin and Yang energies would sweep across all the heavens and realms, bringing about a devastating result at the most fundamental level.

But now, this calamity was being suppressed.

Firmly suppressed by the sword formation.

A hint of appreciation flashed in the Turbid World Great Lord's eyes, and he said in a calm, indifferent voice, "You once fought me before, but that time, you borrowed the power of more than four Daoguo, the order of Lù Wú, and the starlight of Dì Jùn. Only by gathering so many powers could you fight me."

"I originally thought it would take you thousands of years to grow to the point where you would be truly qualified to fight me."

"But now it seems I underestimated you."

The Turbid World Great Lord's dark hair fell. His left arm, which had been damaged in that battle, had been reforged with the Kunlun Ruins of the Turbid World. He held a weapon in one hand, his eyes calm. Having finally fulfilled a wish, fighting Hún Tiān with all his strength in his current state,

The Turbid World Great Lord's original aura and temperament began to settle, becoming profound and composed.

And faintly transcendent, not simply the flavor of a Daoguo.

The aura of a true ancient hero, a hegemon, slowly unfolded.

The Turbid World Great Lord looked at the Yin-Yang Calamity that Wei Yuan was suppressing.

He did not act as the Turbid World Fire God Huǒ Zhuó and the God of Order had imagined. He did not seize this opportunity, which might never come again, to severely injure the Yuánshǐ Heavenly Lord before him. Instead, he took a step back, not attacking.

"This time, I will not kill you, I will not act."

"Wei Yuan, I will wait for you for a thousand years."

"A thousand years from now, when you have truly reached unparalleled strength, then you can compete with me for the Clear and Turbid."

The Turbid World Great Lord turned and strode away amidst the low exclamations of the Fire God Huǒ Zhuó and the God of Order. His dark hair fell, his eyes calm, his cloak hanging down behind him, his expression serene and relaxed, as steady as a mountain. He no longer had any hesitation or unease in his heart. But at this moment, he heard the faint sound of swords humming.

A beam of sword light directly appeared, then fell with a sharp edge.

It brushed past the Turbid World Great Lord's temple, heavily striking the ground.

It caused this already shattered dream to crack even further. Not only the Turbid World Fire God Huǒ Zhuó and the God of Order, but even the Shū and Hū Emperors in the dream were stunned, seeing the black-haired Daoist with his head lowered, the divine sword Qingping held diagonally in his hand, its blade touching the ground, still humming softly.

The Turbid World Great Lord did not turn back, but said calmly, "It seems you do not intend to accept my goodwill."

"Goodwill?"

The Daoist suddenly laughed and said, "Coming to a friend's home, smashing it to pieces, then letting another friend die here, and then, with such a condescending attitude, bestowing upon you the so-called future battle, and then, with the posture of a victor, turning around and leaving, is this called goodwill?"

The terrifying Yin-Yang Origin was still surging beneath his feet.

Logically speaking, Wei Yuan, who was standing here suppressing the calamity, should not be able to move at all.

But Wei Yuan slightly raised his fingers.

The sword marks that were whistling and tearing through the void suddenly froze. Four swords simultaneously appeared in the void. The Yin-Yang cycle, which had been forcibly suppressed by the Zhuxian Sword Formation, began to accelerate again. The calamity seemed to be rolling down towards its destined end at this moment.

The Qi dynamic changed and rose, and the Daoist's sleeves fluttered slightly.

The Yin-Yang Calamity was roaring. He lowered his head and looked at the root of this calamity, then a trace of flowing light flashed in his eyes. It was a problem he had discovered only after suppressing the Yin-Yang Origin to a certain extent. It was not necessarily necessary to seal it off by force, or rather, that was not the only method.

That was the decision he had just made.

At this time, the best choice from a point of view of interest would be to swallow his anger, briefly gain this thousand years of respite, and then go back to find Dì Jùn, and then pull Dì Jùn, pull Old Man Buzhou Mountain, everyone go to the Turbid World and fight the Turbid World Great Lord fiercely.

A great man takes revenge, ten years is not too late.

If not, then ten years after ten years.

But Wei Yuan felt that he would never do that.

The four swords simultaneously whistled, and the entire world seemed to be filled with an indescribable aura of sharpness, Wei Yuan raised his right hand, his index and middle fingers together like a sword finger, took a step forward, and the Supreme Physique in his body began to operate frantically, using the Zhuxian Four Swords Formation, and his own Yuánshǐ Heavenly Lord and Lingbao Heavenly Lord two auras to forcibly suppress the outside calamity.

The original Supreme Physique, plus the Lingbao Heavenly Lord Physique with the Calamity's End as the core, and the Yuánshǐ Heavenly Lord with the Karma as the core, precisely corresponded to the origin of the calamity that was erupting outside.

Yin and Yang circulate, the foundation of existence, is the Supreme.

Wei Yuan no longer resisted with force, but unfolded the Righteous Qi method of Master Kǒng, opening the acupoints all over his body.

The violent calamity, the origin of Yin and Yang, was forcibly swallowed into his body!

Then he forcibly accommodated it with his indestructible body.

The Yuánshǐ and Lingbao divided the flow, inhaling and exhaling the Qi dynamic, I am the Calamity's End.

The incomparably violent and overbearing vitality tide almost instantly swept across the area where the entire dream world was located. The remaining world instantly turned into dust, and then was swallowed by the tide, turning into a huge storm. Even the other gods had the feeling of being forcibly pulled over by this storm.

Shū Emperor only felt his scalp tingling and blurted out, "Are you crazy!!!"

"You dare to eat this stuff?!!"

Wei Yuan said, "It's not madness."

"On the contrary, I am very rational."

"When I separated my mind to fight with you just now, I realized that it is not necessary to suppress it."

This sentence was said to the Turbid World Great Lord.

Step————

The black-haired Daoist stepped in the void, relying on his indestructible physique at this moment, relying on the principle of Yin and Yang change, completely walked out of the restraint of the calamity, took a step down, did not use his authority, but also countless ripples spread out.

The laws of all beings, the myriad phenomena of the world, lifted him up.

His Daoist robe fluttered, and Wei Yuan said, "I didn't act just now because that was Hún Tiān's will."

"He hoped that the last battle would be with all his strength, with no regrets."

"That's how you should treat a friend."

The second step was taken, the Yin-Yang Calamity rotated and changed, and the Zhuxian Four Swords crisscrossed, unpredictable, almost filling the entire world, making people feel their eyebrows jumping wildly and unable to breathe. Wei Yuan's voice was quiet: "And now, avenge a friend."

"Seeing the enemy of a friend, you should naturally draw your sword and fight, not share the world with him."

"That's how you should treat a friend."

Not acting was for a friend, and acting now was also for a friend.

When the third step was taken.

The terrifying Yin-Yang Calamity that was still roaring and roaring just now instantly froze, the Yin and Yang seemed to freeze, and there was no more sound or ripple, so quiet and depressing that people felt fear in their hearts. The Zhuxian Four Swords stood quietly beside him. The black-haired Daoist carried his left hand behind his back, his right hand sword finger stood in front of him, pointing at the Turbid World Great Lord in front of him. Two strands of black hair slightly fluttered on his temples, and he slightly nodded.

"This poor Daoist, Yuánshǐ."

"I am here to avenge my friend Hún Tiān."

"Your Excellency, please."

Sword Qi surged, the Qi dynamic was森冷, and the Yin-Yang Calamity surrounded his body.

The second great battle between the top combat forces of the Turbid World and the Clear World.

Unfolded again!

ps: Second update today………