Chapter 1701 The Invasion of the Two Great Immortal Realms Ignites the Wrath of the Nine Divine Real

"Good...good...it's good that you're back!"

All those words were ultimately reduced to this simple sentence, yet it is filled with endless emotion and joy.

Zhang Xuan turned his gaze to You Wuyai, carefully sensing the other's unfathomable aura: "Immortal Lord, it seems that your progress has taken another step forward in the past two thousand years."

You Wuyai nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the magnificent aura emanating from the immortal gourd-shaped divine ship behind Zhang Xuan, which even made him take notice. A hint of barely perceptible approval flashed in his eyes: "Lord Taishan is also extraordinary. This ship has a myriad of auras and already has the foundation to contend with true immortals. It seems that you have not slackened in these two thousand years."

Zhang Xuan gave a wry smile and led the three into the Immortal Gourd Realm.

"Surrounded by powerful enemies and facing imminent calamity, how dare we slacken our efforts? But you, on the other hand, have been gone for over two thousand years without a word, which has caused me great concern."

Upon entering the Shenzhou, feeling the pure and vast spiritual energy, the perfectly operating Zhou Tian formation, and the immense power of the collective will of billions of living beings, You Wuyai's eyes showed even greater admiration.

Mengmeng and Youlansheng looked at this miraculous moving world with great curiosity.

You Lansheng, in particular, was very interested in the faintly perceived star array and the powerful artifact spirit at its core.

Inside the Huangji Palace, everyone withdrew, leaving only the family of four.

Looking at his daughter, Zhang Xuan couldn't help but ask, "Mengmeng, where have you been for the past two thousand years? Have you been doing well?"

Zhang Mengmeng's eyes were slightly red as she said, "Father, we followed Wuya to an abandoned world called the Ancient Ruins of Annihilation, where we found some opportunities. Wuya's True Immortal realm advanced further, reaching the mid-stage of True Immortal, and Lansheng and I also reached the peak of the Integration Realm."

Zhang Xuan then looked at his grandson You Lansheng, feeling his incredibly solid foundation at the peak of the Integration Realm, and felt both gratified and complicated.

You Wuyai took over the conversation, his expression solemn: "Lord Taishan, the millennium calamity is approaching, and the true immortals from the Abyss of the Primordial Demon and the Three Pure Immortal Realms are already on their way. My purpose in returning this time is twofold: first, to bring Mengmeng and Lansheng back to reunite with you; and second... there are some things that need to be told to you in person so that we can make plans in advance."

Zhang Xuan's heart sank, knowing that the main topic had arrived, and he said, "Please speak."

You Wuyai slowly said, "It's pretty much as I predicted. The advance teams from the two immortal realms, led by several true immortals, have already crossed the star sea. In a few decades at most, they will arrive at the nine divine domains. Their goals are twofold: first, to prevent me, an unexpectedly born native true immortal, and second, to prevent the ancient calamity from spreading to their realm."

Zhang Xuan frowned: "Time is even tighter than expected. What are you going to do?"

“I need to take the initiative and not let them set up the battlefield in the Dragon Spine Divine Realm, otherwise this world will be devastated and thousands of years of cultivation will be destroyed in an instant.”

You Wuyai's tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable determination: "The only option is to set up a battlefield in the outer space and lure them here. This battle is unavoidable."

Zhang Xuan remained silent for a moment, then looked at You Wuyai: "What are the chances of success?"

You Wuyai shook his head: "The opponent has a profound foundation, and their specific strength is unknown, so the outcome is uncertain. However, this is my path, and it is also the only hope for this world. We must fight."

He paused, then looked at Zhang Xuan and the Immortal Gourd Divine Boat: "Lord Taishan, you and this Immortal Gourd Divine Boat are the last barrier of this world. If I... fail to return, the responsibility of guarding it will be entrusted to you. At that time, perhaps we can use this boat to lead a portion of the fire seed to escape into the deep space and seek a glimmer of hope."

The atmosphere instantly became incredibly heavy.

Mengmeng held You Wuyai's hand tightly, her eyes filled with worry.

Youlan Sheng also clenched his fists, his eyes resolute.

Zhang Xuan took a deep breath, his gaze sharp as a knife: "No need for such discouraging words. Since you address me as Lord Taishan, how can I sit idly by and watch you face your death alone? This Immortal Gourd Divine Ship embodies the blood and sweat of my entire realm; it is not merely for escaping! When the battle demands it, I will pilot the divine ship and fight alongside you! I will let those people from the two great immortal realms know that my Dragon Spine Divine Realm is not a place to be slaughtered at will!"

His words were powerful and resolute, carrying the decisiveness and domineering aura of a ruler of a realm.

As You Wuyai looked at Zhang Xuan and the vast divine ship whose aura was connected to his, his long-dormant heart seemed to stir with a ripple.

He finally nodded slowly: "Okay."

A family of four reunites after more than two thousand years, but only under the shadow of the impending apocalypse.

Sighs, reflections, worries, and resolve... a mix of emotions.

Zhang Xuan paused, then forced a smile: "Today's reunion is a joyous occasion, let's not talk about these things. Let me, as the grandfather, take a good look at my grandson, and let you and your mother take a good look at our... new home!"

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Without any deliberate dissemination, when Zhang Xuan, through his highest authority as a guest elder of the Myriad Manifestations Merchant Alliance, uploaded the earth-shattering news—"The True Immortals of the Primordial Demon Abyss and the Three Pure Immortal Realms will arrive within a few decades, aiming to stifle the local True Immortals and delay the Ancient Calamity"—to the core intelligence network of the Merchant Alliance with the highest level of encryption, and selectively issued warnings to the top forces of the Nine Divine Realms through the Merchant Alliance channels, the entire core floating divine city of the Myriad Manifestations Merchant Alliance, and even the Nine Divine Realms it radiated, instantly fell into an unprecedented shock and uproar!

The news first exploded among the various palaces and strongholds of the Floating Divine City.

"What?! Two True Immortals from the Immortal Realm are coming? Just to prevent True Immortals from emerging from my realm and delay that damned Ancient Calamity?" Inside the Ziwei Palace, a Mahayana cultivator dressed in imperial robes slammed his fist on the table and stood up abruptly. His body was surrounded by a violent surge of imperial purple energy, and his face was filled with disbelief and boundless rage.

Within the Big Dipper Palace, seven incomparably sharp sword intents soared into the sky, stirring the stars, while a cold and murderous voice echoed: "Imprisoning our nine divine realms for millions of years, treating us as sacrifices to delay the calamity? What ruthless methods, what great power!"

Representatives from various divine realms, including the Great Thousand Tower, the Primordial Palace, and the Boundless Palace, were all shaken by the news. Whether they were modern-day Mahayana cultivators of the human race, powerful figures of the old human race who had emerged from the ancient secret realm, or high-level demonic beasts and powerful alien beings, they were all filled with boundless indignation.

A sense of humiliation—being deceived, imprisoned, and used as a sacrifice—spread like wildfire in the hearts of all those who knew the truth.

"Why?!" a Mahayana cultivator from some ancient, desolate secret realm roared, "Why can those two immortal realms transcend worldly affairs, while my nine divine realms must suffer the torment of calamities for eternity, even having the birth of a true immortal stifled?!"

"For their own safety, they want to sever the path of countless beings in my nine divine realms? How can such a thing be true!" Another Mahayana cultivator was also furious.

"So it turns out that the severance of the True Immortal path in our Nine Divine Realms was not due to a natural disaster, but rather a shackle that has lasted for millions of years. Only today do I realize this! How is such an act any different from slaughter? If we remain silent, how are we any different from lambs to the slaughter?!" A Mahayana cultivator said with great sorrow.