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The Palace Master of the Immortal Palace had an uncertain expression upon seeing this scene.

They had already used power beyond the limits of this realm, yet they still couldn't completely kill it.

This kid's vitality is just too tenacious.

What worried them even more was that the lightning in the sky lingered and instead struck them more and more frequently.

Those lightning bolts seemed to contain some kind of special power, each strike making their projections more unstable.

"If this continues, I'm afraid we'll be blasted apart by this heavenly lightning before we can even kill this brat."

"Even if it's just a projection that falls, that's one thing, but to pay such a price and still not be able to defeat a junior, wouldn't people laugh their heads off if word got out!"

The two remnant immortals were starting to panic.

Qin Yuan's aura grew increasingly magnificent and vast, and the illusory dragon figures became more and more solid.

The pottery jar in his hand emitted an even more dazzling light than before, and mysterious fluctuations continued to spread.

At the same time, the lightning in the sky seemed to be drawn by something, striking down more and more frequently.

The Palace Master and others were forced to divert some of their attention to deal with the lightning, which inevitably weakened their offensive.

As Qin Yuan's momentum continued to rise, their expressions grew increasingly grim.

"This kid is truly strange; he actually has the strength to fight back even under these circumstances!"

"We can't let this drag on any longer, or we'll find ourselves in a passive position!"

Just then, Qin Yuan's aura underwent a subtle change.

The phantom images of the divine dragons began to merge with each other, gradually coalescing into an even larger form.

The mysterious power surging from the Chaotic Cave Heaven perfectly matched his bloodline power, allowing his combat strength to break through to a new level.

The Palace Master and the others felt the terrifying pressure emanating from Qin Yuan, and their expressions changed.

To their utter surprise, even using the power of the curse and the damaged supreme artifact, they were still unable to completely suppress it.

The thunder in the sky grew more and more intense, and the thunder roared incessantly, as if the heavens were angrily rebuking their actions.

Those lightning bolts seemed to contain some kind of special power of rules, and each strike made their projections more and more illusory.

Upon seeing this, a resolute glint flashed in the eyes of the remnant immortals.

Without hesitation, they chose to actively burn their projections, and in an instant, flames of the Great Dao blazed fiercely on their bodies.

The blazing flames transformed into pure power, continuously flowing into the bronze axe blade.

As power was injected, the bronze light on the axe blade shone even brighter, and a terrifying pressure emanated from the axe blade, enveloping the entire world.

The pressure on Qin Yuan also increased dramatically. Even though he possessed a powerful physical body comparable to that of gods and demons, he couldn't help but feel a sense of heaviness.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Qin Yuan's body jolted violently, and streams of blood mist exploded from his body, forming a crimson fog in the air.

The seemingly ordinary pottery jar finally succumbed to the terrifying impact and was violently sent flying, tracing a graceful arc in the air.

In that split second, the axe blade, imbued with the power of many remnants of immortality, broke through Qin Yuan's defenses and struck him heavily.

The illusory figures of the remnant immortals, now reduced to mere phantoms, all wore confident smiles upon seeing this scene.

"This time, he's definitely going to die!"

"Even a true dragon or Kunpeng body would be reduced to ashes under the power of the Immortal-Shattering Curse!"

However, when the smoke cleared, the scene that appeared before everyone made the smiles on the faces of all the remnant immortals freeze instantly.

Qin Yuan was kneeling on the ground. Although there was a hideous wound on his chest, the wound did not bleed. Instead, it was covered with a strange bronze rust color.

Even more bizarrely, the bronze rust was spreading outwards from the wound at a visible speed, quickly covering most of Qin Yuan's body.

The rust color seemed like some kind of curse, exuding an ominous aura.

The Palace Master of the Immortal Palace looked on in disbelief upon seeing this scene.

These remnant immortals joined forces, not only summoning a divine decree for blessing but also using a flawed supreme magical artifact. Under such circumstances, Qin Yuan only suffered minor injuries.

"How can this be?"

The Palace Master muttered to himself, his eyes filled with shock.

"We already considered him strong enough, but his strength still far exceeded our expectations. Is he really just a Venerable Realm cultivator?"

The other remnant immortals looked at each other in dismay. They never expected that even a full-force attack would fail to completely defeat Qin Yuan.

This level of resilience far exceeds what is expected of someone at the Venerable Realm.

The Palace Master of the Immortal Palace stared intently at Qin Yuan, his heart filled with unease.

The young man in front of me was strange in every way; his combat strength and vitality far exceeded the norm.

If we hadn't laid out the Immortal-Slaying Curse as a backup plan, we probably wouldn't have been able to do anything to him today.

His figure had become increasingly ethereal, but his eyes were still full of wisdom.

Looking at Qin Yuan, whose body was covered in bronze rust, the Palace Master of the Immortal Palace showed a look of pity.

"Young man, cherish your last moments."

The Palace Master of the Immortal Palace spoke slowly, his voice tinged with emotion, "You may think you've been lucky to survive, but the torment of the Immortal-Breaking Curse has only just begun."

"You will watch helplessly as your cultivation gradually diminishes until you become a mortal. That despair and pain will make you regret not dying sooner."

Before he finished speaking, the figure of the Immortal Palace Master vanished into the world like smoke and clouds.

Seeing that Qin Yuan had already been afflicted by the Immortal-Breaking Curse, the other remaining immortals did not linger any longer.

The power they used for this descent has been completely exhausted, and even the three decrees have turned to dust.

Even if they wanted to take action again, they would be powerless to do so.

However, they were not worried, because in their eyes, Qin Yuan was already a dead man.

Even if he can hold on for now, he will be tormented to death by the Immortal-Breaking Curse in at most half a month.

The figures of the remnant immortals gradually faded away, leaving only faint words echoing between heaven and earth: "If you can still survive, I don't mind having my true form take action personally. After all, if you don't die, we will have no peace of mind."

Although they expended a great deal of strength in this battle, they were still unable to defeat the remnants of the Stone Clan.

But that doesn't matter, because they have already memorized Shi Hao's aura.

As long as he dares to step even half a step into the upper realm, he will not escape their perception.

Moreover, the rules of the lower realm dictate the upper limit of cultivators; the Divine Fire Realm is already the limit.

No one can remain in the lower realm forever; this is the law of heaven and earth.

"No matter how strong this child is, he cannot escape the constraints of the laws of heaven and earth."

"At most ten thousand years, he must ascend to the upper realm, otherwise he will be rejected by heaven and earth."