Perfection: The Eastern Emperor Bell manifests, I am the Golden Crow Heavenly Emperor

Chapter 28 The Primal Ancient Realm is victorious!
As the power of spacetime permeated in, large swathes of the destructive runes around the Demon King dimmed and shattered, and his aura rapidly weakened.

"what!!"

Pu Mo Wang let out an unwilling roar, attempting to break free by self-destructing part of his essence, but he was powerless to escape under the suppression of Wu Zhong Xian Wang.

Witnessing the inevitable decline of his own forces, Kundi, trapped in the forbidden zone of life, finally showed a hint of despair in his eyes.

He knew it was all over.

The journey to the Primordial Ancient Realm not only failed to obtain the Origin Artifacts, but also resulted in the loss of a large number of Immortal Kings, and even left him in dire straits.

He glared venomously at the ancestral spirits and the Immortal King of No End outside, then at this dilapidated yet still standing ancient realm, and let out a low growl like that of a wounded beast:
"Endless! Ancestral spirits! And this damned ancient realm! This matter... will not end here! The wrath of the alien realm will surely descend once more!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly plunged the wooden staff in his hand into his chest!
A dark source, far exceeding anything before and carrying a sense of tragedy and sacrifice, suddenly erupted!
He actually used some kind of blood escape technique at the cost of burning most of his own essence and this ancient artifact!
"boom!"

The cage of the forbidden zone was forcibly blasted open by this force, creating a gap.

Kundi transformed into an extremely dim streak of blood-red light, carrying the Demon King Pu into chaos at incredible speed, and vanished instantly.

Only the cracked, lifeless wooden staff remained, falling from the sky.

The Immortal King Wuzhong and the Ancestral Sacrifice Spirit did not forcibly stop them.

A powerful figure would burn his very essence to escape at any cost; unless a trap has been laid beforehand, it would be difficult for him to remain.

Moreover, they are not in perfect condition at the moment, and a forced interception could very likely result in them being injured by a desperate counterattack.

Kundi, severely injured, fled!
With Kundi's defeat and escape, the remaining dark forces within the Primal Ancient Realm were quickly eradicated.

The fierce battle, which lasted for an unknown period of time, finally ended in a Pyrrhic victory for the Immortal Ancient Alliance!
On the battlefield, devastation was everywhere, with corpses strewn across the land, and shattered stars and mountains telling tales of the cruelty of war.

But every survivor wore a look of excitement at surviving a disaster and the joy of victory.

"We...held the line!"

The Six Paths Reincarnation Immortal King was on the verge of death, yet he revealed a relieved smile.

The True Dragon King let out a weary yet gratified roar, and his massive body slowly coiled up on the ruins.

The Immortal Monk King clasped his hands together, softly chanting the Rebirth Sutra, his compassionate gaze sweeping across the battlefield.

The immortal reinforcements, including Pan Wang and Hunyuan Immortal King, also breathed a long sigh of relief, their hearts filled with emotion.

They arrived in time and fought alongside their fellow cultivators from the ancient realm, ultimately protecting this important land.

All the survivors' gazes involuntarily turned to the enormous willow tree standing in the void—the Ancestral Sacrifice Spirit.

His timely return turned the tide of the battle, bringing life and hope.

The ancestral spirit's gaze slowly swept over this scarred homeland, watching the creatures who cast grateful and reverent glances at it. The verdant willow branches swayed gently, scattering even more light rain containing healing power.

"Our homeland...was ultimately preserved."

His voice was gentle, with a hint of barely perceptible weariness, yet it conveyed a steadfast belief in protection.

The Immortal King Wuzhong also came closer and nodded slightly to the Ancestral Sacrifice Spirit: "Thank you for your timely assistance, fellow Daoist."

"It is my duty," the ancestral spirit replied.

The two oldest guardians of the ancient realm stood shoulder to shoulder once more. Though the land was ravaged, the flame of the ancient realm was ultimately preserved. This battle strengthened the bond between the immortals and the ancients, and the future of fighting against darkness seemed clearer.

This shocking conspiracy, meticulously planned by the alien realm and affecting the Immortal Realm, the Ancient Realm, and the Boundary Sea, ultimately ended in the complete defeat of the alien realm.

The name of Lu Xuan, the Golden Crow Immortal King, will surely resound throughout all the heavens and myriad realms along with the legend of this battle.

The alien army was routed, and the Crimson King and Wu Shang fled back to their lair like stray dogs. Even the Emperor Light Immortal King and the Blade King, who were renowned throughout the Boundary Sea, were severely injured and fled without a trace.

This news spread like wildfire throughout the entire Immortal Realm at a speed far exceeding the speed of light.

The ancestral land of the Golden Crow.

When news of the victory, along with battle footage recorded from the front lines, reached the Golden Crow Ancestral Land, the entire race was plunged into unprecedented fervor and jubilation!

"The Immortal King is invincible! The Immortal King is invincible!"

"Do you see that? That's our king! He can hold up the sky with one hand and even defeat those beings in the Boundary Sea!"

"Our Golden Crow clan shall prosper! Prosper greatly!"

The young tribesmen were so excited that they revealed their true forms, transforming into golden crows burning with blazing flames. They flew and danced among the branches of the newly grown Fusang sacred tree, emitting clear and proud cries and scattering golden rays of the sun.

They waved their fists, their eyes filled with supreme worship for Lu Xuan and boundless hope for the future of their people.

The older generation of clansmen, such as Clan Chief Jin Qing and the elders, were overcome with emotion, their eyes filled with tears and they wept uncontrollably.

They recalled the near-annihilation of their race not long ago, the despair they felt under the pressure of the three Immortal Kings, and then compared it to the current situation where Immortal King Lu Xuan, with his invincible power, was intimidating the Immortal Realm and forcing back the alien realm.

This dramatic contrast between hell and heaven overwhelmed them with emotion.

"May the heavens bless the golden crow! Our ancestors have protected us and bestowed upon our people such a wise ruler!"

Chief Jin Qing bowed deeply towards the direction of the Sun Cave, his voice choked with emotion yet full of strength.

"Pass down the order: let the whole clan celebrate! All clansmen should take the Immortal King as their role model, cultivate diligently, live up to the Immortal King's grace of rebirth, and bring glory to our clan!"

The entire Jinwu Ancestral Land was decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers, filled with the fragrance of celestial wine, and piled high with divine fruits, immersing itself in a celebration that lasted for several days.

Every Golden Crow Clan member's face radiated pride and glory. Their spines stood straight, and as they walked through the Immortal Realm, no one dared to look down on them in the slightest.

Thanks to Lu Xuan alone, the Golden Crow Clan has risen to prominence, returning to the ranks of the top clans in the Immortal Realm, and even surpassing the ancient ones in power!

Unlike the Golden Crow Clan's ecstatic joy, other races and forces in the Immortal Realm, while shocked by Lu Xuan's terrifying strength, felt a more complex mix of emotions.

Those clans and lineages that had stood by and even secretly coveted the Golden Crow Clan when the three Immortal Kings were pressuring them were now terrified out of their wits.

The clan chiefs and religious leaders held an emergency meeting overnight, issuing a series of orders in trembling voices:

"Quick! Take out that 'Nine Apertures Divine Flower' that has been treasured for ten epochs in the treasure vault! And that 'Sun Essence Gold Sword'! No, take out half, no, seventy percent of the treasures in the vault!"

"Immediately select the most beautiful and talented goddess of the clan, prepare generous gifts, and have me personally lead the team to the Golden Crow Ancestral Land to apologize—no, to congratulate the Immortal King on turning the tide and saving the Immortal Realm!"

"Listen up, all disciples and followers! From this day forward, any sight of a Golden Crow Clan member shall be as if I were personally present! Anyone who dares to show the slightest disrespect will be executed without mercy!"

These forces surged toward the ancestral land of the Golden Crow like a tidal wave, offering mountains of gifts and showering the land with flattery and ingratiation.

(End of this chapter)