The voice of "Ancestor Liexuan" was as still as an ancient well, devoid of any emotion in his words, as if he were merely stating a fact unrelated to himself, yet it carried an unquestionable majesty that echoed within the golden pillar of light.

As their original Primordial Boundless True Immortal Body continued to break through, approaching the ninth level of perfection, the overall strength of these spiritual illusion bodies gradually surpassed the realm of perfect half-step Golden Immortal. Any one of them was no weaker than the number one half-step Golden Immortal of the Nine Immortal Realms, such as the Celestial Ancestor of the Azure Sky.

Within his natal sea of ​​time, there are 108 other illusory spirit bodies of the same cultivation level, forming a grand formation. His current combat power is terrifying, exceeding that of the Celestial Ancestor Qiong Gao by more than ten thousand times.

He dared not presume to challenge an Immortal Golden Immortal, but taking down a Perfect Half-Step Golden Immortal protected by a First-Grade Golden Immortal artifact was by no means a difficult task.

"The game ends here. Leave everything to me."

The voice of "Ancestor Liexuan" suddenly turned cold, like ten thousand years of ice shattering, devoid of any remaining emotion. His killing intent permeated the air, causing the temperature within the golden pillar of light to plummet by billions of degrees. Immediately afterward, the golden pillar of light around him surged violently, becoming a colossal pillar supporting the heavens, enveloping the entire valley and the surrounding trillions of light-years of territory, forming an independent prison-like universe. On the inner walls of the pillar, countless runes twinkled like stars, each rune resembling a Daoist imprint from the beginning of time, flowing with ancient and boundless power, completely isolating this area from the rules of the Nine Domains Continent.

At the same time, within his natal sea of ​​time, one hundred and eight illusory spiritual bodies simultaneously opened their eyes, their pupils bursting with golden light, like one hundred and eight newly risen suns. The illusory images of Heavenly Fiends and Earthly Fiends on their bodies expanded once more, the black Earthly Fiend Qi spreading like ink, carrying a chilling aura that devoured all things; the silver Heavenly Fiend Qi soared into the sky like sharp swords, containing the sharpness to annihilate everything. They intertwined to form a giant net covering the natal sea of ​​time, emanating a terrifying aura capable of suppressing the universe. As the array operated, even the vast and boundless natal sea of ​​time trembled slightly.

As the 108 illusory spirit bodies fully activated the grand formation, the aura of the "Fierce Profound Ancestor" soared like a rocket, becoming more than ten times stronger than before! That terrifying pressure transformed into tangible shackles, sweeping across the void like a tidal wave, firmly imprisoning the group of late-stage, mid-stage, and early-stage half-step Golden Immortals in place. Their immortal bodies froze in mid-air; not only could they not unleash their divine powers, but they couldn't even move their fingertips an inch. Their eyes were filled with desperate terror—as if an invisible hand was choking them, even breathing had become a luxury, and their lungs were filled with a suffocating, burning pain.

The twenty-seven peak half-step Golden Immortals and fourteen perfect half-step Golden Immortals, though not completely imprisoned, were in no better shape. They felt the surrounding void had become thicker than black iron, requiring immense effort to move even an inch. They were like mortals trapped in a bottomless swamp, struggling to take a single step. Their immortal power circulated sluggishly, dissipating as soon as they managed to condense a wisp of divine ability. Even their natal immortal artifacts trembled under the pressure, unable to be activated.

Qiong Gao Immortal Ancestor's expression changed drastically, cold sweat instantly soaking through his immortal robes. He desperately tried to activate the star chains around his body, attempting to break free from this restraint, but the star chains had barely begun to glow faintly when they were violently suppressed by an invisible pressure. The light dimmed like a candle flickering in the wind, and the illusory starlight swayed precariously, as if it would collapse at any moment. He watched helplessly as "Lie Xuan Ancestor" slowly raised his right hand, his five fingers making a loose clench in the air—

In an instant, a giant golden hand that blotted out the sky emerged from the pillar of light. Its palm was covered with spiderweb-like immortal Dao patterns, and crimson-gold flames flowed between its fingers. Wherever it passed, even space and time were distorted into vortexes, frantically sucking inward.

"Do not......"

Qiong Gao Immortal Ancestor let out a desperate roar, his voice filled with heart-wrenching resentment. He knew he was utterly defeated, with no chance of turning the tide. Cang Xuan Ancestor, Jiu Xiao Ancestor, and others also unleashed their final trump cards: some burned their remaining essence, transforming it into a blood-red light shield covered in blood-red patterns, yet it cracked inch by inch under the pressure of the golden hand; some detonated their protective immortal artifacts, attempting to tear a gap with the power of their self-destruction, but the light from the explosions was as faint as fireflies, swallowed up by the giant hand as soon as it lit up; even more extreme, some tore apart their immortal souls for a momentary surge of power, transforming into streaks of light rushing towards the giant hand, only to be burned to ashes the instant they made contact… Before that golden hand, these resistances were like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, all their struggles appearing so pale, so powerless, so laughable.

In the blink of an eye, the golden hand, with its overwhelming power, enveloped hundreds of half-step Golden Immortals along with their fear, resentment, and despair. The hand slowly closed, and the flames in its palm suddenly erupted, transforming into a massive fiery cage. Immortal Dao Flames danced on the cage walls, trapping everyone within, preventing even a wisp of their divine sense from escaping.

"I want your very essence!"

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In the Azure Spirit Domain, Iron Arm Mountain Range, lies a hidden cave beneath the ruins of Fortress No. 507.

Su Mo, lying on the Chaos Futon, slowly opened his eyes. The chaotic energy within them surged like a turbulent ocean, as if countless cosmic seas were endlessly cycling through birth and death. The primordial rune between his brows flickered, emitting a faint Daoist aura, like the rising sun breaking through the mist, before quietly disappearing again. A satisfied smile curved his lips as he softly said, "Mission accomplished. Next, I'll exchange my battle merits for what I have, and then I can leave the Nine Domains Continent."

Although this battle failed to wipe out all the half-step Golden Immortals of the Nine Domains Continent, it still captured more than half of them. Continuing to stay on this continent would yield little more source of essence and battle merit, so it was better to stop while there was still progress and avoid any unforeseen complications.

Of course, the most crucial point is that such a commotion is likely to attract the attention of the nine immortal golden immortals.

Su Mo had no intention of coming into the sights of the Immortal Golden Immortals so soon—although he was strong now, he still wasn't entirely confident in facing them, especially since not all of the nine were First-Rank Golden Immortals. If a Second-Rank Golden Immortal were to target him, let alone attaining immortality, even his survival would be in question.

The thought crossed his mind, and Su Mo lightly tapped his fingertip on his identity tablet. Immediately, the nearly fifty trillion battle merits accumulated over hundreds of billions of years on the tablet began to plummet, the numbers jumping wildly until only a mere five hundred billion remained. The remaining merits were exchanged for mountains of ninth-grade True Immortal medicines and numerous powerful ninth-grade True Immortal corpses.

Almost simultaneously, the "Fierce Profound Ancestor" in the valley in the southern part of the Fire Crow Domain was also moving rapidly. He exchanged all the massive battle merits he gained from killing 163 half-step Golden Immortals, along with the battle merits accumulated by those half-step Golden Immortals themselves, for quasi-immortal immortal medicines and half-step Golden Immortal corpses. Streams of light flew into his natal sea of ​​time and were suppressed by the combined efforts of 108 illusory spirit bodies.

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After a few breaths.

"Whoosh..."

With a wave of his hand, Su Mo unleashed a gentle surge of primordial energy, sweeping up all the immortal herbs and corpses he had exchanged within the cave and storing them deep within his natal sea of ​​time.

"Unfortunately, there is no elixir of immortality."

He looked down at the identity token in his hand, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes. If he had immortal elixirs, he truly wished he could exchange for a few more—compared to true immortal elixirs, quasi-immortal elixirs were ultimately inferior, especially for immortal golden immortals. Once his Primordial Boundless True Immortal Body reached its ninth level of perfection, forging an immortal body and breaking through to the immortal golden immortal realm, the benefits of immortal elixirs for cultivation would be far greater than those of quasi-immortal elixirs.

If he had a few immortal herbs, perhaps he could quietly attain immortality without causing too much of a commotion, saving himself a lot of trouble.

Unfortunately, the nine Immortal Golden Immortals didn't give anyone that opportunity. While the Nine Realms Continent's exchange vault had a considerable stock of quasi-immortal immortal herbs, there wasn't a single immortal immortal herb, nor even a trace of an immortal artifact. Clearly, the nine Immortal Golden Immortals had no intention of allowing anyone to exchange for immortal immortal herbs or artifacts.

"Forget it, I don't want to think about this anymore. It's time to leave."

Su Mo gently shook his head, dispelling his distracting thoughts, and his mind returned to a state of tranquil stillness. Immediately afterward, thirteen dazzling beams of immortal light emerged from various parts of the cave, each beam containing a different Daoist charm. Some carried the power of thunder, while others contained the vitality of plants and trees, like birds returning to their nests, accompanied by the sound of air being torn apart, all surging into his body—these were the thirteen illusory spiritual bodies he had sent to various regions of the continent, now all returning and merging with his original aura.

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Su Mo picked up his identity token and calmly addressed the void, saying, "Original Will, I want to end the Immortal War and leave the Nine Domains Continent."

As soon as he finished speaking, the remaining 50 billion battle merits on his identity tablet were instantly wiped out. Then, with a soft "bang," the tablet suddenly exploded, its fragments transforming into specks of light in the air, coalescing into a spatial portal radiating nine-colored divine light. From within the portal, a familiar power radiated out—the power of the Nine Domains Immortal Sect that had transported him to the Nine Domains Continent billions of years ago.

This identity token is not only a symbol of status and a medium for recording battle achievements and exchanging treasures, but it also contains a trace of the primordial power of the Nine Realms Immortal Sect. Once the immortals have accumulated enough battle achievements, they can use it to summon a projection of the Nine Realms Immortal Sect and teleport away from this continent.

Su Mo glanced at the nine-colored portal to space and time, and without the slightest hesitation, stepped directly into it.

In an instant, a terrifying force of spacetime enveloped his entire body, tearing at his soul and immortal form. However, the force of spacetime that once required the use of the Thousand Gods Array to completely break free now posed no threat to him whatsoever. He could even clearly perceive the flow of the river of spacetime, and with a mere thought, without needing any spiritual illusion, he could easily break free of the restraints. He could even use this to trace back to the source and suppress the Nine Realms Immortal Gate, which was an immortal artifact.

This feeling of being in control of everything is so real, it's like being in a dream.

Compared to when he first entered the Nine Realms Continent, he is now on a completely different level, stronger than a million or even ten million times.

Within the portal of time and space, nine-colored divine light flowed, and Su Mo's figure was gradually swallowed by the light. He glanced back one last time at this continent that had witnessed his billions of years of cultivation and conquest, his eyes calm and undisturbed, before turning around and completely disappearing into the light of the Nine Realms Immortal Gate.

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