Chapter 882: Taiyue Takes Action! The End of the Great Dao, All Things Fall (Part 2)

“Submit to the Ascension Immortal Court, and all past matters will be forgiven. Your Four Great Divine Sects’ Ancestral Masters can become the four Dharma Guardian Venerable Gods of my Ascension Immortal Court, what do you say?”

On the surface of the Four Great Divine Artifacts, light flickered as four figures appeared. Facing the gigantic rift in the void, they looked at each other and simultaneously shouted in anger, “Outer Dao devil, how dare you have such thoughts! Dream on!”

“If that is the case, we can only resort to divine war. At the end of the Great Dao, all things will fall.”

“I only need the essences of these four Conceptual Divine Beasts. Obtaining the Four Great Divine Artifacts is just as good for me.”

Having said this, Taiyue Divine Venerable fell silent. With a rumble, a gigantic hand that could obscure the sky pressed down on the now dim Four Great Divine Artifacts.

Immediately after, an unimaginably large body ripped through and emerged from the rift.

Its majestic body towered high, and all the planets around it seemed like small moving toys.

Its gaze was as penetrating as a torch, emitting endless light. Its dignified face bore a ninety percent resemblance to Daoist Lord Zheng Yi.

On its brow was a Divine Pattern, ruling over the laws of the heavens, shining brilliantly.

During this long period, not only had Daoist Lord Zheng Yi’s true form progressed, but even Taiyue Divine Venerable had crossed the ultimate threshold.

With the endless Power of Belief supporting him, he comprehended the Reincarnation Black Mist Law from the Reincarnation Black Hand, and ultimately upgraded to a terrifying Void Level existence.

And with the entire Ascension Immortal Court’s magnitude, Taiyue Divine Venerable took a step forward. With the aid of belief, he was at the Peak of the Void level of existence.

The life of such a powerful energy body was practically invincible in this Star Realm.

The gigantic hand that covered the sky brutally suppressed the Four Great Divine Artifacts, and the Four Conceptual Divine Beasts roared and struggled. Borrowing the strength of the entire Barbaric Planet, they tried to expel the Reincarnation Black Mist.

But Taiyue Divine Venerable extended a finger, and endless mysterious black mist bloomed from his brow. The black mist formed chains that instantly locked onto the Four Great Divine Artifacts, pulling them before him, and then struck with a palm.

With a deafening boom, the strike landed first on the massive Profound Turtle Tripod.

The tripod trembled violently, producing endless waves of annihilation, carrying unimaginable destructive properties that directly obliterated everything.

A muffled groan was heard from within the tripod, containing the will of one of the Ancestral Masters of the Four Symbols Divine Sect, which completely shattered, turning into the smallest of particles and vanishing.

“Old Third!”

“Profound Turtle…”

“Roar roar!”

There were angry roars heard from the rest, including the Vermilion Bird Fan, Cyan Dragon Whip, and even the White Tiger Sword.

The Ancestral Masters of the Four Great Divine Sects were as close as kin, accompanying each other for countless years. Their friendship was unimaginable.

But now one of them had entered eternal rest, and the remaining three were furious, struggling desperately to break free from the chains, though it was far from easy.

The Great Dao is simple, and the most despairing thing is higher dimensions suppressing lower dimensions, an insurmountable mark.

Taiyue Divine Venerable glanced at them, cold and ruthless, speaking in a low voice, “You refuse the toast only to drink a forfeit. The Great Dao perishes, and all things return to silence; this is the true path.”

Having said that, he struck with his palm again, with a loud boom, covering the struggling Vermilion Bird Fan, Cyan Dragon Whip, and White Tiger Sword.

Simultaneously, endless Reincarnation Black Mist surged forth, bringing with it an unimaginable sound of the Great Dao, as if isolating the cosmic void, forming a miniature cycle of reincarnation.

Within the operation of the black mist, two massive black millstones formed, one rotating counterclockwise, the other clockwise, intertwining, creating an unimaginable friction force.

It seemed even time was being ground to powder within them, as the roars of the Four Great Divine Beasts, mixed with the rising and falling anger and shouting of the Four Symbols Divine Sect’s Ancestral Masters, gradually weakened and were eventually annihilated, ground to dust.

At this moment, the cosmos was almost reduced to dust; the harshness of the Great Dao war unfolded, so cold and unimaginable.

This is a battle of Divine Spirits, beyond the foresight of all.

Even the cosmic battleships of the Ninth War Corps of the Ascension Immortal Court, all fleet members were panic-stricken, chilled to the bone, kneeling on the ground, trembling in fear.

Taiyue Divine Venerable waved his hand, an endless power enveloping and gathering the fragmented mechanical remnants scattered throughout the cosmos, forming them into towering mountains.

Then, with a finger, chains of belief threaded through these mechanical remnants, anchoring them at the stern of the cosmos’s main battleship.

His voice boomed in everyone’s ears, “Bring these warriors back to their homeland, as for the Barbaric Planet, rule it with gentleness, gradually assimilate it.”

“The Four Great Divine Beasts have been subdued, henceforth there are no more Four Symbols Divine Sects, only the Four Symbols Stars of my Ascension Immortal Court stationed by the Four Great Divine Beasts.”

Having said that, he waved once more, and the four divine artifacts suspended in the cosmos—Vermilion Bird Fan, Cyan Dragon Whip, Profound Turtle Tripod, and White Tiger Sword—lost their former rebellious aura. Even all traces of will within had been obliterated, emitting four kinds of rules, reclaimed by Taiyue Divine Venerable into his hands.

His figure turned into a ray of light, gradually dissipating, crossing the endless distances of the cosmos, ripping through space, completely disappearing on the spot.

At this time, the high-level command staff on the cosmic battleship’s highest command bridge were dumbfounded. After a moment’s pause, they spoke.

“The Divine Venerable has commanded; in that case, wrap up the aftermath, notify the thirteenth temporary communications team, make a request to the headquarters of the Ascension Immortal Court, dispatch the army to take over the Barbaric Planet, and integrate its entire population into other colonial star systems.”

“Within a century, this place will wholly belong to my Ascension Immortal Court.”

“However, the toll of war has been too great, and the colonial star system plan will be temporarily halted. All top executives will return to undergo punishment and final debriefing.”

Having said this, everyone exchanged looks but gradually revealed relaxed smiles on their faces.

After such an ordeal, although the cosmic battleship suffered significant losses, achieving the goal was enough to ease their hearts, sparing them from taking their own lives in atonement.

Yet someone spoke at this moment: “The Divine Body of the Great Radiance True Monarch has collapsed, leaving only the Divine Crystal. Although saved by the Daoist Lord, whether it can recover remains to be seen, and it may take at least a century.”

“Moreover, even if he recovers, the crime of dereliction in warfare is unavoidable, and he might end up sidelined among the headquarters’ big shots.”

The Vice Commander spoke frankly, with no schadenfreude, merely stating the facts.

This time, even though the Ninth War Corps faced formidable foes, command failure was inevitable, and this responsibility cannot be evaded.

The wheel of history rolls forward; whether it is a Barbaric Wilderness overlord like the Four Symbols Divine Sect or a towering war machine like the Ascension Immortal Court in the galaxy center, both are ultimately mere ripples of wind on the vast Great Cosmos.

No matter which side perishes, even if an entire star system collapses, it remains mere specks, unable to stir even a ripple in the cosmos.

In the meantime, Zheng Yi returned Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, where the massive Purple Luo Palace rumbled with tremors.

Countless powers of the Great Dao disseminated, forming ripples.

Seated in the Ninefold Celestial Palace, behind him, the divine, resplendent radiance of glory unfurled.

Before him, four dazzling divine artifacts floated, these being the incarnations of the Four Spirits Divine Sect’s four Conceptual Gods: the Cyan Dragon Whip, Profound Turtle Tripod, Vermilion Bird Fan, and White Tiger Sword.

These four divine artifacts had been worshipped with belief by the Barbaric Planet for countless years, already merging with the Power of the Great Dao, containing ancient divine might. They further underwent evolution, possessing independent life forms.

They encompassed not only planetary will but also fused with the blood and flesh essence of Great Demons, along with dedication and nurturing from the Four Gods and Four Spirits.

Numerous generations of Ancestral Masters of the Four Spirits Divine Sect engraved their memories within before falling, merging into some mysterious existence.

Zheng Yi even felt that these divine artifacts were no longer ordinary Magical Treasures or Conceptual Gods, but were manifestations of the rules of Four Symbols Divine Power.

Thus, even though the Reincarnation Black Hand was utterly shattered and collapsed, Zheng Yi viewed possessing these four divine artifacts as no loss whatsoever.