This voice, ethereal and distant, echoed like the sound of the Great Dao across this domain, also resonating in the minds of every Taishang cultivator present....

At this moment, none of them could move, not even circulate their cultivation technique. Their internal Spiritual Qi seemed to have solidified, unable to be stirred, and even breathing had become extraordinarily difficult under the overwhelming pressure from the other side.

As the most powerful figure here, Lin Changdong, one of the Four Great Realm Masters of the Taishang Immortal Realm, was once again suppressed. The blood-red Immortal Energy surrounding him was directly crushed to nothingness by the aura, the blood-red runes covering his skin flickered continuously, and his expression was extremely solemn, with even his breathing becoming erratic....

At this moment, Lin Changdong, looking at the gray-robed figure standing on the Black Dragon in the clouds, felt a surge of fear in his heart. Once this fear appeared, it was like a breach in a dam, uncontrollably pouring out.

Facing such an absolute gap, the uncontrollable, profound terror that arose within him directly birthed a desire to retreat in Lin Changdong.

Lin Changdong had walked step by step from other Immortal Domains to this Great Woe Immortal Realm, becoming a Realm Master through great battles. During this journey, he encountered countless tribulations and strong enemies, yet he always managed to achieve ultimate victory with his tenacious means.

But never before like this time, before even the real battle began, had he felt a desire to retreat in his heart. Never!

This was also the first time he had encountered such a powerful enemy.

However, he was now the foremost figure and commander of the northern battlefield. As a leader, at this moment, he could not flee, nor could he escape!

At this moment, he burned a portion of his essence blood, and his powerful aura instantly broke free from its shackles. Holding a silver spear, transforming into an illusionary shadow of a dragon, he swept up countless beams of Holy Light, charging towards the figure.

Wherever he passed, the space instantly shattered. This was his full-force blow.

With a grim expression, he roared, "A bunch of trash, mere poultry and dogs, die for me!"

Lin Changdong's speed reached the extreme, instantly ascending to the high skies, less than one zhang away from the figure. Seeing that he was about to hit, Lin Changdong showed a crazed cold smile!

It seemed... that's all there was!

Suddenly, the figure on the Black Dragon slowly stretched out his right hand; the motion looked slow, but was in fact at its peak speed.

The next second, somehow, a leaf of a locust tree appeared in the figure's hand.

Then, the locust leaf transformed into a golden scale.

The figure lightly flicked it, and the golden scale rushed towards Lin Changdong.

Clang—

A sound of metal on stone rang out, and Lin Changdong's Lifebound Immortal Soldier instantly shattered into fragments.

Under Lin Changdong's shocked gaze, the golden scale pierced through his chest in an instant, almost immediately puncturing his heart, dantian, sea of consciousness, even his soul!

Subsequently, Lin Changdong's pupils gradually lost focus, his aura deflating rapidly like a punctured balloon, his life force extinguished in an instant.

The whole process was incredibly quick, too fast to even let out a scream.

In the last moment before his life force was completely extinguished, endless regret welled up in Lin Changdong's heart, only now realizing the vast gap between them.

In the next second, Lin Changdong's body completely turned into powder, dispersed in the air.

Seeing this, the figure waved his large hand, collecting the golden light-infused powder into his sleeve.

This golden light powder was the remnants of Lin Changdong's shattered consciousness, as beings of Lin Changdong's level only needed the slightest consciousness residue to eventually reincarnate, even if it were to fall into a very low Lower Realm.

For a true obliteration, even the consciousness must be eradicated. He had once been the Heavenly Dao of the Lower Realm World, naturally understanding these reincarnation rules. Of course, he would not allow a situation of the opponent making a comeback, eliminating the roots is the basic principle.

As Lin Changdong's body turned to dust in an instant, the entire northern battlefield was plunged into dead silence, with only the sound of the wind and the rising and falling of breaths audible.

And the sound of one weapon after another falling to the ground could still be heard, now so clearly.

That immensely powerful Lin Realm Master, who once sat on the throne throughout his life in Taishang, was thus obliterated in an instant, without any warnings.

Not even enduring a single move of the opponent, throughout the process, the opponent never moved but stood there, obliterating with just a wave of the hand.

Present here, who among them hadn't cultivated for thousands or tens of thousands of years, facing countless big scenes, but this scene directly shattered their Dao hearts. The supreme they looked up to for a lifetime, in the eyes of others, were like mere ants, easily obliterated.

As a result, some directly had their Dao hearts collapse, and their weapons fell to the ground, with only a sense of despair in their hearts, unable to muster a hint of resistance.

If even Realm Master Lin was crushed like an insect, what about them?

Less than insects, mere dust on the ground!

....

Just as despair crossed their faces, waiting for the verdict to descend.

A vague voice descended from the high heavens: "Submit... or choose to continue challenging me?"

Upon hearing this, everyone showed a bewildered expression, and after an intensely agonizing internal struggle, they finally knelt on one knee, choosing submission.

No matter how proud dignity is, in front of life, in the face of absolutely overwhelming power, it's insignificant. The higher one cultivates, the more they cherish life.

The next second, invisible beams of Immortal Light descended, entering the body of every cultivator in the city.

.....

He always felt that human nature was not to be trusted, that the submission made in the face of death was merely a means of survival.

Therefore, he planted a Slave Seal on everyone to prevent them from turning against him in the critical battle.

Flawlessness in action is always his style.

"I know you're merely submitting to force."

"In time, you will slowly understand, slowly realize... After I take charge of the Great Woe, I will lead you out and towards greater heights. For you, this is your fortune as well."

He battles across the Ten Thousand Realms for his master, not for slaughter alone, but for centralized control.

Sometimes, slaughter is just a means, not the end.

His aim is to govern the Great Woe Immortal Realm, to take charge of it, not to destroy it.

Most of the cultivators in this city are the backbone of the Great Woe Immortal Realm, the pillars of each Immortal Sect. If he were to kill them all, even if he successfully governed the Great Woe Immortal Realm, what meaning would it hold?

Additionally, what he just said was also true.

Their choice to submit was not a bad thing, it was an opportunity, for they would become his followers, one of his master's soldiers, battling in other worlds, higher worlds, instead of being cooped up in the Great Woe Immortal Realm forever.

The Immortal Realm he once governed, which now attacks the Great Woe Immortal Realm alongside him, was once like them, feigning submission, later willingly submitting, because they improved, realizing there would be better development, so they feared neither death nor injury, following him to attack the Great Woe.

"Await orders in place, guard this city, you should know how to report today's battle to the rear."

Upon finishing his words.

A middle-aged man with a powerful aura, dressed in a Taoist robe, stepped forward, cupped his fists towards the figure in the void, and said, "Younger generation goes by Zhang Taixuan, the deputy commander of the Northern battlefield."

"Regarding today's situation, I will send the victory report to the rear, stating that our Northern battlefield achieved a great victory."

.....

Hearing this, the third elder showed an expression of appreciation, and said: "Smart."

"After this, you will replace Lin Changdong's position, preside over this city, and once the situation is thoroughly under my control, you can record a great merit."

Hearing this, Zhang Taixuan calmly replied, "Thank you."

At this moment, there were also many who feigned submission within the city casting disdainful glances towards Zhang Taixuan; the legendary Celestial Master Zhang, such a pathetic, shameless person!

Of course, many also envied Zhang Taixuan, decisively choosing to take a side.

Sometimes, choosing far outweighs effort; choose right, and the path ahead will be smooth.

From the recent battle, it is clear how powerful the opposing side is; the fall of Great Woe is inevitable, just a matter of time.

Moreover, having a new master for Great Woe doesn't affect them much.

More importantly, this new master is even stronger, he promises to lead them to greater places, so why not submit?

Furthermore, from the recent conversation, they learned that this new master has an even more powerful figure behind him.

This man is already so strong, how powerful must his master be?

The higher one's cultivation, the clearer one sees certain matters.

To resist to the death for the sake of dignity is sometimes not a wise decision, aside from death, there is no change.

When the great trend is irresistible, follow along with it, for it might lead to good outcomes, no one can say for sure.....

.....

After completely taking over the Northern battlefield, the third elder and first elder also left the place.

Currently, the progress is much faster than he planned, capturing a quarter in just a thousand years.

Standing atop the pyramid of the Great Woe Immortal Realm are five people, namely the Four Great Realm Masters, and one Domain Master.

The most difficult to deal with is that Domain Master.

So it's necessary to defeat the Four Great Realm Masters one by one, and finally concentrate forces to slay the Domain Master, and then the Great Woe is considered completely captured.

.....

After everyone left.

At this moment, a young man with great talent, voluntarily heading to the northern front, stepped out and pointed at Zhang Taixuan, cursing loudly:

"Thief Zhang!"

"I once held immense admiration for you, you are Great Woe's renowned Celestial Master Zhang, you have always been the model I pursued in my heart."

"But at this moment, you have deeply disappointed me!"

.....

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