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

Chapter 38 Invasion of the Boundary Sea
As orders were relayed, the entire Primordial Ancient Realm, like a sleeping war behemoth, began to slowly awaken, its nerves on edge.

On the Imperial Pass, the mottled runes lit up once more.

The ancient life-bearing planets have activated their long-sealed defensive formations.

All the warriors gripped their weapons tightly.

Above the ancient realm, a tense atmosphere, as if a storm was brewing, filled the air.

Everyone understood that this enemy was far more terrifying than any other being from another realm.

This is the prelude to a battle for the survival of the ancient world!

Meanwhile, the Immortal King Wuzhong and the others were constantly sensing the direction of the Boundary Sea, hoping for reinforcements while also being wary of the dark tidal wave that could tear through the void at any moment.

Meanwhile, deep within the Boundary Sea, there were the Immortal Kings who had received the Time-Space Dao Talisman.

Some are battling dark creatures, some are exploring perilous lands, and some are in seclusion on deserted islands...

When the talisman containing the ancient realm's tearful plea for help pierced through the mist and arrived.

Their expressions changed, and their gazes turned towards the direction of the primordial ancient world.

A rescue operation spanning the border sea is about to begin.

The spacetime talisman released by the Immortal King Wuzhong was like a stone thrown into the sea of ​​boundaries. Before the echo could be heard, the suffocating dark oppression surged in like a tangible tide!

In the desolate border region where the Primordial Ancient Realm meets the Boundary Sea, the void twisted violently like shattered glass, and was then forcibly torn open with several huge cracks!
"Roar--!"

“Hiss—!”

With a violent roar, darkness officially descended!
This time, it was no longer the probing harassment by small groups of troops as before.

The dark creatures have clearly pinpointed the coordinates of the ancient realm and devised a strategy of splitting up and launching a coordinated attack.

They split into several groups and simultaneously infiltrated and eroded the ancient realm from several directions!

The Northern Sea of ​​Fallen Stars.

This place was once a vast cosmic ruin in the ancient world, and now it is even more desolate.

But at this moment, the deathly silence was broken!
The main force of the dark legion, personally led by the Dark Immortal King of the Corruption Realm, poured in from this place like locusts.

The enormous body of the Dark Immortal King of the Corruption Realm emitted terrifying corrosive waves. Wherever it passed, the remaining fragments of the universe quickly dimmed and turned into part of its body!

Its dark warships spewed breaths that shattered the light, and countless dark creatures surged like a tide into the depths of the Fallen Star Sea, where an important star road led to the heart of the ancient realm!
Guarding this place are the True Dragon King and some remnants of the Borderland King's forces!
The dragon's roar shook the heavens, and the golden dragon breath clashed violently with the dark breath, scorching a huge hole in the void.

The True Dragon King manifested an endless dragon body, which collided fiercely with the supreme body of the Dark Immortal King of the Corrupting Realm.

Dragon claws tore and dark tentacles entwined, unleashing a deafening roar!

This is the ultimate confrontation between power and erosion!
Second battlefield: Western Desert Immortal Land.

This is a desolate wasteland, rendered utterly lifeless by an ancient war, where even the laws of nature are nearly frozen.

However, a force among the dark creatures, skilled in manipulating death energy and curses, has harnessed the deathly power of this place for their own use.

Leading the group was a Dark Immortal King known as Soul Silence. It had no fixed form, resembling a shadow condensed from billions of vengeful souls. Wherever it passed, even the sand lost its last trace of spirituality, turning into absolute inanimate objects.

The one who is in charge here is the Immortal Monk King!

He sat cross-legged at the core of the immortal land, his shattered golden body erupting with a final burst of brilliant Buddhist light, his chanting transforming into a tangible swastika. Like a golden wave, it continuously washed away and purified the pervasive death aura and curses.

The Buddha's light clashed fiercely with the deathly shadow, emitting a sizzling sound, as if it were the most fundamental battle between light and darkness.

With a sorrowful yet resolute expression, the Immortal Monk King used his Buddhist teachings to carve out a pure land of Buddhism in this desolate place, resisting the encroachment of darkness.

The ancient forest of the eastern wilderness.

This ancient forest of life was once one of the areas most profoundly influenced by the ancestral spirits, teeming with vitality.

At this moment, however, they encountered an enemy that specifically suppressed life force.

A celestial king resembling a colossal, ancient dark tree led a group of bizarre, dark creatures capable of drawing upon the very essence of life to invade this land.

The roots of the dark ancient tree plunged into the earth, frantically draining the life force of the ancient forest, causing it to wither at a visible rate.

The ancestral spirit's true form—that towering willow tree—manifested above the ancient forest, its verdant divine radiance acting as the most resilient barrier, resisting the loss of the life essence.

Thousands of willow branches transformed into divine whips of order, lashing out at the dark creatures that were drawing life force. The powerful life purification principles fiercely clashed with the deathly corrosive power of the ancient dark tree. Green light and black energy intertwined, staging a tug-of-war between life and death.

Void rift.

Besides these three main points of invasion, there are also many smaller, more clandestine dark forces that are constantly infiltrating through the spatial rifts in the ancient realm that have not yet been fully repaired, causing destruction and chaos everywhere, and attacking weakly defended rear outposts.

The remaining cultivators of various races from the ancient realm, along with some reinforcements left behind in the immortal realm, are engaged in fierce and chaotic skirmishes with the dark creatures in these areas.

Every moment, stars dim and lives perish.

Beacon fires ignited simultaneously in multiple directions across the ancient, primitive world!
The forces of darkness spread like a plague, with a clear objective—to find the exact location of the Primal Gate, or, more directly, to destroy the resistance of the ancient realm and drag this world completely into darkness!

The Immortal King Wuzhong sits in the most central Time-Space Temple of the Ancient Realm, overseeing the overall situation. His divine sense covers all battlefields, constantly mobilizing power to repair the torn boundary walls. The power of time and space sometimes freezes local battlefields, and sometimes banishes groups of dark creatures into the turbulent flow of time and space.

However, his expression was solemn. The number of dark creatures and powerful beings exceeded his expectations, especially those few dark immortal kings, who were extremely troublesome.

The Six Paths Reincarnation Immortal King, located in the Land of Reincarnation, forcibly activated the Reincarnation Cave, attempting to interfere with the karma of dark beings and pull some powerful dark entities into the Reincarnation Millstone.

But each time he cast a spell, his already severely injured body trembled violently, and the cracks on the Samsara Cave seemed to widen a little further.

The ancient, primordial world has fallen into an unprecedented crisis!
Enemies are everywhere, and the shadow of darkness shrouds every inch of the land.

Every creature in the ancient world is fighting a bloody battle to protect this broken but only home.

The raging flames of war and desperate pleas for help from the ancient primordial realm resounded like a heavy war drum across the Myriad Paths Starry Sky Pavilion of the Immortal Realm.

The divine thoughts of the various immortal kings converged once again, but this time, the atmosphere was completely different from the last time they fought against the alien realm. It was filled with hesitation, disputes, and calculations.

Inside the Starry Sky Pavilion, light and shadow intertwined, and figures manifested from the wills of various Immortal Kings displayed different expressions.

The faction led by Pan Wang and Qingwei Immortal King had solemn expressions and advocated sending troops to rescue them immediately.

"Everyone!"

Pan Wang's voice was somber and urgent.

"The ancient realm's plea for help has already stated that the enemy that has attacked is the true source of darkness deep within the Boundary Sea! Its terror far surpasses that of the alien realms! If the ancient realm is swallowed by darkness, the next to fall will be our Immortal Realm! The principle of 'if the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold' needs no further explanation!"

(End of this chapter)