"Aunt... you truly did it...!"
As Hua Qingying settled into her reserved place, Caili's voice, brimming with unadulterated excitement, instantly echoed in her mind, to which Hua Qingying replied with a subtle, warm smile.
Hua Qingying's seemingly impossible ascension to True Godhood was nothing short of a cosmic shock to every being present; even the normally impassive High Priests were stunned into absolute speechlessness.
Soon after, a torrent of telepathic congratulations, one after another, flooded Hua Qingying's soul, and she offered each of the kneeling Gods a quiet, thankful reply.
If this monumental moment had occurred under any other circumstance, the Gods and High Priests would have long since erupted in celebration, screaming their congratulations to the heavens. But now, with the weight of the coming exodus and the expectation of their ultimate Lord's arrival, they simply and quietly remained knelt.
RUMBLE!!!!!
Deep within the Pure Land, the very ground, mountains, and vast regions were being swiftly and violently transferred into immense, specialized Profound Artifacts designed to store entire domains.
Two figures, the Abyssal Monarch and his beloved Pan Xiaodie, worked in perfect, synchronized tandem to ensure the finality of the process. Everything necessary was soon complete. The pair took one final, lingering look at the sacred place before turning away from their last, profound attachment.
"Everyone is waiting, let us go," Pan Xiaodie was the first to murmur, her gaze fixed on her man, Mo Su. On her neck, the Nirvana Devil Wheel Reversing Pearl and the Original Nether Void Breaching Mirror had long since condensed, now manifesting as a simple, small necklace, choosing to remain with their 'kin.'
Their Divine Artifact Spirits had already ruthlessly retracted all the power they had expended to sustain the Pure Land; soon, the entire domain would violently collapse, reduced to nothing but painful memories.
Thanks to Emperor Yun Che's Heaven-defying assistance and terrifying ability, the Devil Heavenly Treasures had recovered almost all of their primordial power. Indeed, their accumulated might was such that they could open the necessary passage out of the Abyss entirely by themselves! Yet, now, these two supreme treasures were content to remain in a laid-back, passive state, simply basking in the radiant, newly blossomed life of their Goddess, Pan Xiaodie.
"Yes, let us go," Mo Su conceded, taking one last, profound gaze at the dissolving realm.
"They should be more than ready to depart as well." With a resolute nod, he gently took her hand, and the two supreme figures vanished from the dying realm.
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RUMBLEEEEEE!!!!!!
As the world outside the Pure Land fell into a profound, fearful silence—every single living being kneeling on the ground, holding their breath in anticipation—the sacred land itself began its final, catastrophic demise. The Pure Land, the long-standing, holy realm utterly free of the Abyssal Dust, erupted with a sound that instantly seized everyone's paralyzed attention.
BOOOOMMM!! BOOOOMMMMM!!!! BOOOMMMM!!!!
The sound of the explosion continued to escalate, one catastrophic blast after another, as the foundational profound power supporting the entire Pure Land was brutally withdrawn. Due to the powerful, final barriers surrounding the domain, no one could truly witness the spectacle inside, but they did not need to.
Having already ransacked their own homes and realms for any last valuable or hidden secret, every person understood the terrifying truth: the total, violent collapse of their entire world was now unfolding behind that blinding barrier.
BOOOMMMM!!!!
With a final, agonizing sound, the immense protective barriers themselves began to violently sink inward before imploding entirely, culminating in a single, cataclysmic, massive explosion that shook the very air beneath the Profound Ships! Yet, thanks only to the absolute, sovereign protection extended by the kneeling Gods above them, not a single soul among the millions was harmed by the terrifying force of their world's demise.
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With the utter collapse of the final barriers, the millions of Abyss inhabitants, many who had never held the qualification to even glimpse this holy site, finally saw the Pure Land. Yet, it was not the realm of brilliant light, magnificent palaces, and endless fields of flowers they had imagined; it was merely a desolate, swirling ruin of dust and rubble.
"We will construct another Pure Land... one day," the Chief Priest declared, his voice heavy with solemn, unbreakable resolve.
"Yes, we will one day," a second, resolute voice agreed, drawing everyone's gaze toward the high, somber sky.
"WE WELCOME THE ABSOLUTE RULER OF THE ABYSS, LORD ABYSSAL MONARCH!" The voice of the Chief Priest—followed by every single Abyss God (save for few specific, crucial exception) and every kneeling inhabitant—roared in a collective, deafening wave. In the darkened sky above, two figures stood quietly, side by side, bathed in a celestial light.
Mo Su's long, dark hair swayed in the void's chilling wind, his handsome, divine features giving him the appearance of the sole, true God of the entire world. Yet, by his side stood a woman of devastating, peerless beauty—his resurrected Pan Xiaodie.
She, too, exuded the aura of a supreme Goddess, having just descended from the highest of heavens.
The Abyssal Monarch, his colossal golden aura radiating and illuminating the entire sky, stood beside the woman, who was like a quiet, terrifying night. She radiated a pure, overwhelming darkness that made every single Dark Profound Practitioner in the Abyss feel their blood boil with the intoxicating feeling of an ultimate, exalted being!
Who... who could she possibly be?! A practitioner of the Owl Butterfly Divine Kingdom murmured in his mind.
Her sheer, terrifying darkness... her profound power... it surpasses even our Divine Regent's!
Murmurs of profound confusion and terrifying speculation quietly rippled through the populace. Yet, not a single one dared to voice their questions outwardly; they knew this woman's identity was anything but simple, considering she stood on equal ground, side by side, with the exalted Abyssal Monarch himself.
High in the sky, as the world held its breath in wonder, Mo Su and Pan Xiaodie inwardly sighed a synchronized, heavy sigh. Their thought was exactly the same: We've been utterly tricked!
Before their entrance, Emperor Yun Che had solemnly sworn that they would all appear together, to ensure no single party's prestige was diminished. Yet, now, Yun Che was nowhere to be found! They had been completely, thoroughly deceived!
RUMBLE!!!!!!
Just as the two Monarchs' internal lament reached its peak, a terrifying, absolute Divine Sense—a mental wave of power that instantly eclipsed all other auras—swept out across the millions, targeting every latecomer.
BOOMMMM!!!
Then, from seemingly nowhere, a pillar of pure, boundless Divine Light Profound Power erupted! The injured, the sick, and all those still afflicted by the corrosive Abyssal Dust were instantly and absolutely cured.
No matter the ailment, no matter the severity, every single curse, wound, and sickness was instantly annihilated.
Ah... ah...
In the preceding days since the great gathering began, Emperor Yun Che had been actively dispensing his healing grace, curing the populace of the Abyssal Dust. Yet, due to the critical, demanding schedule of the final hours, he had lacked the time to tend to the newest arrivals. This sudden, final surge of light was his ultimate, sovereign act of mercy before the grand departure—a final, absolute healing for the newly gathered millions.
"THANK YOU, LORD FOG MONARCH!!!!!"
"THANK YOU, EMPEROR YUN!"
The stunned, newly-cured masses instantly regained their senses, erupting in a wave of deafening gratitude. They knew, with absolute certainty, that only one being in the entire Abyss possessed the divine power for such a mass, instantaneous miracle: the Fog Monarch, Emperor Yun!
Even before his figure made its final appearance, Yun Che's name was already spreading like a sacred, divine song throughout the ecstatic crowd!
Thump... thump... thump.... The beating hearts of the entire populace fell into a single, unified, primal rhythm. As the collective fever of anticipation reached its absolute, catastrophic limit...
RUMBLEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
High in the dark heavens, towering even above the standing figures of Mo Su and Pan Xiaodie, a brilliant Divine Moon suddenly materialized. It was a terrifying confluence of color—blazing gold interwoven with imperial purple—shrouded in an incomparable divine aura. And within the very heart of this celestial spectacle, two figures stood in absolute, perfect silhouette.
"What... a completely shameless show-off..." Mo Su's lip twitched in genuine, bitter amusement as he watched the scene unfolding above him.
"Hahaha... we've been utterly and completely tricked," Pan Xiaodie laughed lightly, a sound of melodic surrender, as she gazed at the divine spectacle. Their own carefully planned entrance was less than dust compared to the magnitude of Emperor Yun Che's final act.
Sigh...Mo Su conceded, gently squeezing Pan Xiaodie's hand. He decided to simply embrace the moment and enjoy the supreme beauty above.
After all, even the artificial Sun and Moon he had once painstakingly created in the Pure Land were pale shadows compared to this scene.
Especially now, with Yun Che and Xia Qingyue both having ascended to the True God Realm, they seemed to be the universally favored children of all the heavens, the very embodiment of the most perfect creations in the entire world.
"So... beautiful...." Hua Caili muttered, staring unblinking at the celestial scene; even she, the Goddess of the Abyss, was utterly lost in the unparalleled, divine beauty above.
"....HMMM!" Qianye Ying'er, too, felt herself momentarily lose focus, yet a silent, competitive snort rang out in her soul. One day... I will inevitably stand as your equal, she fiercely swore, her inner resolve burning against the feeling of being momentarily surpassed.
If even the Goddesses themselves were so affected, the populace below was completely lost. No one was breathing; millions of souls were utterly lost in contemplation.
In the golden-purple Divine Moon, an immortally handsome Yun Che held the hand of the primordial, most beautiful woman, Xia Qingyue, his Divine Empress, as they smiled down upon the supplicating masses.
"Husband, our final tasks still remain," Xia Qingyue murmured to Yun Che.
"You are right..." Yun Che agreed. As he spoke, his eyes turned a mystical, swirling white and gray, and every being below suddenly felt their minds and souls being bathed and purified, cleansed of all impure thoughts and long-standing darkness.
Yet, even after this divine purification, they remained utterly stunned, their souls captivated, until a sharp, distinct "Cough!" rang out, violently shaking them from their profound trance and impossible dream.
"..."
"Ahhhh....."
"WE.... WE WELCOME EMPEROR YUN AND THE DIVINE EMPRESS!"
The moment the final trance was broken, the entire populace erupted. A world-shattering, unified roar of welcome instantly shook the vast Abyss, a sound of devotion that eclipsed even the massive acclamation given to the Abyssal Monarch!
Every living being, regardless of status, worshipped their visible Emperors.
The masses might not have glimpsed the other Goddesses' faces, but the sight of Xia Qingyue's peerlessly beautiful visage—like a true, divine fairy descended from the highest Immortal World—was worth every sacrifice.
Would the so-called Goddesses even more beautiful than this in the first place?!!!
In the sky, "Go..." Xia Qingyue smiled, her voice a soft command, as she took a light step back.
Yun Che nodded, took a deep, sovereign breath, and pointed an index finger to the space beside them. The heavens instantly tore open in a gigantic, black spatial crack—no, it was a stabilized, colossal Spatial Portal!
The moment the portal stabilized, an overwhelming rush of pure air and absolute essence of life—without even the faintest taint of Abyssal Dust—erupted, the celestial scent of fresh flowers and clear springs flooding the corrupted realm!
Then, Xia Qingyue moved with the quiet swiftness of moonlight, her figure flashing as she stepped into the portal. The scene inside—resemble a glimmer of the glorious Eternal Pure Land of legends—was visible for a single, breathtaking moment to the millions below before her divine figure vanished.
"This..."
"This is...?!!!!"
Even for that single, shattering flash of a second, the millions of souls below were utterly intoxicated by the grand scene: a boundless field of flowers, blazing with colors unknown to the Abyss, and trees of a vibrant, lush green, visibly overflowing with the essence of life.
To the vast majority of the Abyss's populace, such clean air, such an intoxicating, pure scent... was nothing short of primordial legend.
As the crowd remained lost in stunned, breathless silence, Yun Che's majestic voice resonated across the entire Abyss. "This Emperor shall formally introduce himself to you all once more..."
"This Emperor's surname is Yun, and I am named Che!"
"This Emperor, is the absolute ruler of the God Realm—or the Eternal Pure Land, as you have known it!"
Yun Che's final pronouncement encompassed all things and all beings. His powerful, divine aura—even without him intentionally releasing it—was a cosmic, terrifying weight, effortlessly suppressing everything below him. Even the Gods themselves were no exception to the absolute authority of the Ruler of the God Realm.
"The Eternal Pure Land is this Emperor's true homeland... and it is your ancestors' homeland of origin!"
"Millions of years ago, under the supreme guidance of the Abyssal Monarch and with the ultimate sacrifice of True Gods, True Devils, Ancient True Gods, and Ancient True Devils, this land of living was meticulously carved out for all of your ancestors—those who were cast into the Abyss or fled toward its shelter!"
"Under the Abyssal Monarch's watchful eyes and selfless care, the Abyss grew to become the formidable realm it is today!"
"Today, this Emperor and the Abyssal Monarch, bound by our fateful meeting and united in our long-time, clandestine plans, will bring all of you out of this forsaken place and guide you to the realm you have all ever dreamed of! You will return to the land where your ancestors once dwelled—the true homeland of the Abyssal Monarch, the High Priests, and this Emperor himself!"
Yun Che spoke, his gaze sweeping over the countless beings below him. Every word, every sovereign action, was meticulously crafted to grant Mo Su and the other Gods maximal face, acknowledging their profound sacrifices and intentionally sealing away all memory of their initial, ill-fated conflict.
For now, in the face of the ultimate, unknown threat, unity was the single, most critical weapon. Everything Emperor Yun Che had done, every calculated risk, had been building toward this final, absolute moment of consolidated power.
"Before you, lies the path to this Emperor's personal abode... the Primordial Profound Ark!" Yun Che stated, gesturing to the colossal portal before turning back to the millions. "To safely bring all of you out of the Abyss, a suitable, supreme transportation treasure will be needed, and that will be my Primordial Profound Ark!... With—"
"With Emperor Yun's Divine Ark, the absolute force of the spatial tears and the catastrophic power pulling you all down will be precisely focused and contained solely by the Divine Ark itself!" Mo Su's powerful voice interjected, finishing Yun Che's sentence with a sudden, authoritative flourish.
"....." Yun Che's mouth twitched violently as he stared at Mo Su and Pan Xiaodie, who had calmly floated up to his level.
"I, your Abyssal Monarch, Lady Xiaodie, and Emperor Yun will be personally protecting the Divine Ark from the outside! Meanwhile, the High Priests and Divine Regents will maintain absolute order and protection from the inside... this will guarantee your safety!" Completely disregarding Yun Che's visible, uncontrolled mouth-twitching, Mo Su continued his full, decisive announcement.
"Hahahaha..." A musical, light laugh of pure amusement escaped Pan Xiaodie as she watched the entire, magnificent scene unfold.
"All of you must remain within the Divine Ark for now, as I, Lady Xiaodie, and Emperor Yun shatter the final world barriers and return to the Eternal Pure Land!" Mo Su finished, a swift, satisfied smirk crossing his face as he surveyed the millions below.
His speech had been a masterful political stroke, designed to bestow ultimate prestige upon himself and the loyal Gods of the Abyss.
Now, we are completely even, his voice echoed triumphantly in Yun Che's mind.
"YES!!!!! YOUR MAJESTY!!!!" The entire crowd roared, fists clenched and profound power surging as their collective excitement reached its absolute, ultimate peak!
They had already witnessed a mere fragment of that new land; it was already a million times better than the best-preserved regions of the Abyss! Who would not risk everything to move to such a place, even if only for the short, glorious transit!
"But..." Amidst the soaring, deafening excitement, Yun Che's voice suddenly cut through the air, his tone instantly becoming one of absolute, terrifying chill. "Remember this Emperor's words well..."
The sudden, violent switch in his demeanor instantly sent a freezing terror down every spine, even the kneeling Gods felt the chill, as the millions awaited his final, crucial command.
If any soul had dared to look into Yun Che's deep black eyes at that moment, they would have seen the mystical, swirling white and gray power—the very power of the Dreamweaver Divine Kingdom's Soul Art—coursing through them.
"The current Heavenly Laws of the Eternal Pure Land are severely weakened," he stated, his voice resonating with cosmic truth. "But of course, the Abyssal Monarch and I have already secured the method to completely restore them..."
"But... even after we restore those ancient, sovereign Heavenly Laws, the current people living in the Eternal Pure Land right now—their profound strength is utterly incomparable to all of you!"
As Yun Che's chilling words echoed, understanding dawned upon the entire populace. With the assurance that the laws would be restored, their fear of the realm's instability was gone. Now, they waited in terrified anticipation for the command that would bind their newfound power.
"If any of you were to abuse your superior profound strength to bully the weak..." Yun Che's voice dropped to an absolute, bone-chilling whisper. "Your punishment will be DEATH!"
"Remember this Emperor's words well, for this Emperor's mercy is granted only once!" Yun Che finished, his decree ringing out like a mandate from the very heavens.
"Remember Emperor Yun's words well, for his command is my absolute command as well!" Agreeing entirely, Mo Su's voice thundered in immediate, total support.
"YES!!!!! YOUR MAJESTY!"
"WE WILL NEVER FORGET YOUR WORDS!" The millions roared in collective, absolute agreement.
How could they not?! The unpayable grace of being delivered from this forsaken realm was already absolute. Who would dare to cross the man who was not merely the Emperor of the Pure Land, but the absolute sovereign standing on equal footing with their own legendary Abyssal Monarch?
The words of Emperor Yun were now the divine words of the heavens themselves. Who possessed the will, or even the thought, to defy them?
In the high heavens, having delivered his final, binding decree, Yun Che quietly pointed toward the gigantic, shimmering portal. "Now, you all may enter this Emperor's Primordial Profound Ark's internal world!"
"Next time you open your eyes to the outside world, you shall behold the Eternal Pure Land in all of its glorious reality!"
With those ultimate words, the ecstatic masses bowed one final time, profusely thanking Yun Che and the Abyssal Monarch. Profound Ship after Profound Ship, carrying tens of thousands and then hundreds of thousands of souls, began to flood into the gate, dissolving into the majestic, internal world of the Primordial Profound Ark!