Invincible Divine Destiny Selection System Chapter 2058: Not Worthy of a Single Blow

Simultaneously, Chu Yuan reached the borders of the Realm of Wickedness.

The peril Yanran was navigating was no secret to him.

A multitude of immortals had formed a siege, seeking to hunt the Reincarnation Immortal and claim the Power of Reincarnation for themselves.

Nevertheless, Chu Yuan maintained absolute faith in her capabilities, as the power of reincarnation was remarkably unique.

While her enemies might possess the strength to defeat Yanran, truly eradicating her was a different matter entirely; had it been easy, she would have fallen long ago during the ancient war of the immortals.

Now, the burden of action rested on his shoulders.

His objective was to conclude this confrontation with extreme speed, sacrificing the Wicked Immortal to draw the eyes of the world toward himself.

Even though Chu Yuan could trigger his ascension to become an immortal at any moment, he chose to utilize this crisis to further deepen his foundations and accumulation.

He surveyed the Realm of Wickedness, the authentic sanctuary of the Wicked Ancestor; it was a place saturated with malevolent energy and an oppressive atmosphere of doom, where peaceful existence was replaced by relentless, gory carnage.

"The Reincarnation Immortal... a convergence of the myriad heavens!"

The Wicked Immortal was keenly aware of the gathering of ancient and mighty immortals, yet he lacked the standing to join their ranks.

"I may be an immortal, but I cannot intervene. Let them fight then; let the Immortal Realm sink into deeper chaos. The more disorder there is, the better it serves me as I harvest and refine more wicked energy!"

The Wicked Immortal was busy with his own schemes, a cruel laugh escaping his lips until his face suddenly contorted: "Who goes there!"

Rumble... A devastating force capable of crushing the firmament erupted without warning.

With a sound like a violent volcanic burst, the ground split apart as the Realm of Wickedness was subjected to sudden, cataclysmic ruin. The roar of the world fracturing was bone-chilling.

This display of overwhelming power momentarily convinced the Wicked Immortal that a fellow immortal had launched an assault against him.

Then, through the haze of destruction, a massive altar appeared, tearing through the planar walls and releasing a deluge of raw energy.

At the altar’s heart, a colossal, spiraling beam of energy pierced into the core of the Realm of Wickedness, stirring up magnificent, billowing clouds of power.

The very arrival of the altar caused the Realm of Wickedness to begin shattering.

Despite his status as an immortal, the Wicked Immortal could not compare to the Sun and Moon Immortal, who possessed the capability to destroy such a realm outright.

"Who dares!"

Watching the altar breach his defenses and descend with crushing weight, the Wicked Immortal’s expression turned into a mix of fury and shock.

He rapidly wove numerous laws with his hands, attempting to manifest a protective world to halt the altar's progress.

Still ignorant of his attacker's identity, he could only see a towering, shadowy silhouette standing behind the altar, steering the descent and commanding the surroundings.

However, the altar’s momentum was unstoppable.

As the figure behind the altar made a downward pressing motion, the Wicked Immortal’s resistance was proven useless, and his barriers were blown apart.

As soon as the altar settled within the Realm of Wickedness, surges of sacrificial energy locked the world down, commencing the ritual to sacrifice this entire immortal domain.

"You are trying to sacrifice my entire world!"

The Wicked Immortal’s face paled; the terrifying aura of the altar made him realize his world was being erased, a phenomenon he was powerless to stop.

"Power of Wickedness!"

Driven by desperation, the Wicked Immortal summoned his signature Power of Wickedness, weaving wicked runes into a blade and striking at the shadowy form behind the altar.

The shadow caught the blade with bare hands, and with a display of majestic strength, shattered the runic weapon upon contact.

The altar's crushing presence was now firmly rooted in the Realm of Wickedness, and Chu Yuan’s devouring technique transformed into an invisible whirlpool, swallowing the whole territory.

"Identify yourself!"

The Wicked Immortal grew intensely wary, realizing from that brief exchange that his opponent was formidable, perhaps even stronger than himself.

He suspected someone was exploiting the Reincarnation Immortal’s distraction to eliminate him.

Still, he maintained his resolve. Even if he were outmatched, he was an immortal; at the very worst, he could abandon the Realm of Wickedness and flee.

"Wicked Immortal."

Chu Yuan’s voice rang out, as steady and deep as the mountains.

"How can it be you!"

The Wicked Immortal was stunned when he finally saw the intruder's face. He recognized Chu Yuan instantly—the man who had the audacity to invade his immortal domain.

A mere mortal, not yet an immortal, dared to strike at him.

Boom!

The Wicked Immortal glared at Chu Yuan, sensing a profound change in him, yet his pride as an immortal compelled him to strike, throwing a vicious wicked palm forward.

Chu Yuan met the attack with a fierce strike of his own.

The world-shaking energy radiating from his hand was so radiant and powerful that the Wicked Immortal felt an unbearable pressure.

His own strike was instantly neutralized, and even the immortal core within his body shuddered; the backlash caused his mana to fluctuate wildly.

A wave of terror washed over the Wicked Immortal, making him doubt if this was truly the same person he knew.

"This power of yours!"

The Wicked Immortal stared at Chu Yuan, finding him so much more potent than before that he questioned his own eyes.

Indeed, things had changed.

Chu Yuan had completely absorbed the Heavenly Tomb and inherited the full might of the Sun and Moon Immortal. Although he had not officially ascended to the immortal rank, his strength was nearly there, which naturally overwhelmed the Wicked Immortal.

"What is your purpose in coming to my world?"

The Wicked Immortal tried to stay composed, though he was inwardly fuming over how easily his world's defenses had been breached.

"To destroy heaven."

Chu Yuan manipulated the altar with limitless sacrificial energy, his devouring force continuously consuming everything in sight.

At this stage, he had not yet fully crossed into the immortal realm; had he reached that level, the altar would be unnecessary, as his devouring power alone could merge the heavens and consume the Realm of Wickedness.

The sacrificial energy flooded the realm like an unstoppable tide.

"You intend to sacrifice my Realm of Wickedness to destroy heaven!"

The Wicked Immortal found Chu Yuan’s goal preposterous, yet the encroaching sacrificial force prevented him from relaxing.

"You want to sacrifice this world to forge your own path to the immortal realm!"

The Wicked Immortal was consumed by murderous intent, his immortal aura expanding as he roared, "Regardless of your strength, sacrificing heaven and earth is a fantasy. No one has ever destroyed heaven without first being an immortal. My world may not be the pinnacle, but it is an immortal one!"

He shouted at Chu Yuan while pushing his cultivation to its absolute limit.

This was a dangerous foe with malicious intent; having fought him once, he would not make the mistake of underestimating him again.

"Is that what you think?"

Chu Yuan’s aura of eternal sovereignty flared up, "Just because it hasn't been done doesn't mean I won't do it! I shall be the first. Wicked Immortal, I know you have your little games, but no plot can survive against absolute might. Sacrifice the immortal, sacrifice the Wicked World!"

With a wave of his hands, the forced sacrificial conquest commenced.

"You think I am powerless?"

Upon hearing Chu Yuan’s declaration, the Wicked Immortal’s face twisted with fury.

Such words were usually reserved for an immortal speaking to someone in the emperor’s realm, but now the roles were reversed; to be told his power was meaningless was the ultimate humiliation.