Sweeping across the heavens, starting with the first emperor of the ancient times.

But not long after, they saw another mountain ahead.

And just like before, it stands tall and majestic, its head piercing the clouds.

The mountainside was devoid of vegetation and rock textures; it was smooth with subtle curves.

Lu Ren and Ao Daxi stopped; they had only wanted to keep moving and didn't want to stop.

But if someone sees the same mysterious giant mountain several times in a row, even the most foolish person would know something is wrong.

Ao Daxi floated in the void, panting heavily, as if he wanted to expel the fear that had accumulated during his escape.

Lu Yi's lips trembled, and his voice shook: "Why is it this mountain again?"

Ao Er gripped his golden spear tightly, the tip pointing towards the mountain, ready to fight at any moment.

Ao Da didn't speak, but his face was as white as paper, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead one after another.

Lu Ren took a deep breath, suppressing his panic, and said in a deep voice, "Don't panic, stop first, this time we need to take a closer look."

Westerners circled the mountain, observing it inch by inch.

The mountain wall was incredibly smooth, without the roughness of rocks or the marks of time.

Its surface has a faint golden luster, like polished jade.

Ao Da's gaze followed the curve of the mountain wall upwards, then his pupils suddenly contracted.

The more he looked at that arc, the more familiar it seemed.

"This seems to be..."

At that moment, Jiang Hao's words echoed in his mind.

"If you can escape from my palm this time, I will let you go."

Ao Da's hands began to tremble. He slowly raised his right hand, spread his five fingers, and looked at his fingers.

The curvature of the knuckles, the curve of the fingertips, and the direction of the palm lines are all very similar...

Ao Da slowly raised his head in shock, looking at the mysterious giant mountain in front of him.

The lines on the mountainside are very similar to the lines on his palm...

These really do look like fingers!

"No..." Ao Da's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, his voice hoarse.

"This is not a mountain, it is Jiang Hao's finger. The giant mountain in front of us is his finger."

Upon hearing this, Lu Ren, Lu Yi, and Ao Er were all stunned. After a moment of hesitation, they exclaimed in disbelief, "What? This is Jiang Hao's finger?"

The three of them quickly looked at their hands, then at the mountain.

Their faces turned deathly pale at the same moment, as if all their blood had been drained away instantly.

"This...this..."

The weapon in Lu Yi's hand slipped and crashed into the air with a dull thud.

Lu Ren stood there, stiff as a board, his mouth agape, unable to utter a single word.

"Impossible... This is impossible..." Lu Ren muttered to himself.

They flew for so long and ran so far, yet they remained in Jiang Hao's palm.

His palm was a world unto itself; they could not escape.

The Lurenxi people simply couldn't accept this fact; at this moment, they were filled with despair.

No one can comprehend the emotional shifts they experienced in such a short period of time.

Their initial joy and happiness, their belief that they could easily escape, their realization of the mountain's insecurity, and their subsequent panic upon encountering it again.

And now, the despair of discovering that the mountain is a finger!

All of this happened in such a short time, and the feeling was too painful.

"You finally figured out that it's a palm. You're not so bad after all. I thought it would take you idiots from the Immortal Realm a while to figure it out. You got it right, but there's no reward."

A majestic and powerful voice descended from the heavens, and Lu Renxi looked up in shock.

Then they saw a figure that they would never forget.

I saw a gigantic face appear in the sky; the face was so big that it covered the entire sky.

A faint smile lingered at the corners of his mouth, sending a chill down Lu Renxi's spine.

Because this is exactly what they fear most at this moment.

The person I least want to see is Jiang Hao.

Those eyes looked down like an eagle looking down at ants, like the sky looking down at dust. Under the gaze of those eyes, they felt their own insignificance.

This is a crushing defeat on a matter of life level.

Lu Ren's throat was dry, and his voice was hoarse: "Why...why are you so strong? You're clearly not even a Celestial King yet!"

Lu Ren couldn't understand why Jiang Hao was so strong when he wasn't even a Celestial King yet. His performance had already surpassed that of the Celestial Lords of the Celestial Realm and those quasi-Celestial Kings.

But the other party was clearly not a Celestial King, or even a Quasi-Celestial King, because he did not have the aura of a Quasi-Celestial King.

"Immortal King?" Jiang Hao's voice boomed down from above, like thunder, causing the Westerner's very soul to tremble. "I am not, but I can be at any time."

Upon hearing this, Lu Renxi was stunned again, feeling as if his mind was about to explode.

What are they talking about? That's a Celestial King! A supreme being who appears only once every few eras.

Just like the Immortal Realm, how many years has it been since the old group of Immortal Kings went to the Boundary Sea?

The Celestial King is a miracle that is rare to find even in multiple eras.

Jiang Hao, however, said, "Anytime is fine."

This is such an astonishing statement.

Lu Renxi looked at the five towering pillars overhead, at the mountain he could never cross, and at those eyes that looked down on everything.

They inexplicably began to believe that the person before them might truly become a Celestial King at any moment.

Because he already possessed some of the abilities of a Celestial King, no one but a Celestial King could so easily manipulate them.

"Alright, now you can die." Jiang Hao's voice was cold.

The five fingers began to close together, the heavens and earth began to shrink, the light wall pressed down, and the gaps between the mountains became smaller and smaller.

"No!"

The Lu Renxi people let out desperate roars. They didn't want to die. They were true immortals, high above everyone else. They still had countless wonderful days ahead of them.

Lu Ren desperately activated the Heaven-Piercing Immortal-Burning Technique, his whole body bursting with immortal light, and slammed a palm against the descending light barrier.

Not even a ripple appeared on the light barrier, but his palm was shaken until it was bloody and mangled.

Lu Yi drew his longsword, the one that could quell the rebellion, and unleashed a powerful strike.

The sword light struck the light barrier, but only caused ripples. Ao Da and Ao Er attacked simultaneously, thrusting out their golden spears and bombarding the barrier with their finger spears.

The True Immortal Xi attacked with all his might, his power terrifying and boundless, capable of destroying countless universes.

But before this wall of light, they were like ants trying to shake a tree.

Seeing that their attack was ineffective, the Lurenxi people changed their strategy and began to flee for their lives.

I've tried everything: flying, teleporting, traversing the void, tearing open rifts.

But it was no use; the giant finger mountain was everywhere, and wherever they appeared, the light barrier was there, and it was getting closer and closer.

"Spare us! Heavenly Emperor, spare us! We surrender!" Lu Yi was the first to give in, kneeling down and kowtowing, his forehead hitting the air with a loud thud.

"We were wrong, Fellow Daoist Jiang, we will never dare to do it again."

Ao Er also knelt down, his hands clasped together, his whole body trembling.

Ao Da slumped to the ground, his lips trembling, unable to speak.

Lu Ren gritted his teeth, his face flushed red, his body trembled, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, but he stubbornly refused to kneel down.

"You killed us! God will not let you get away with this! God will avenge us!"

His voice was shrill, as if he were trying to embolden himself.

The two quasi-immortal kings behind him, the Celestial Lord of the Azure Sky and Ao Xiang, were his last bargaining chip and his only hope.

Jiang Hao's voice descended from above, unhurried and indifferent.

"God? Don't worry, they will come down to join you soon."

The five fingers suddenly came together.

boom!

With a muffled bang, Lu Renxi's body exploded, turning into a bloody mist.

The celestial light dissipated, and fragments of the Great Dao scattered.