Global Catastrophe: I Begin to Evolve from an Ancient Tree

"I never imagined the first sixteenth-tier powerhouse would be this man!"

Upon the Path to Immortality, Gu Qingyang suppressed a host of Upper Realm experts, and at the same time cast a glance toward the Starry Sky; the battle between the Cyan Emperor and Shakyamuni Buddha was naturally within his sight.

With Gu Qingyang's discernment, he could clearly see that the Cyan Emperor's current state differed from before—he was already on the verge of stepping out onto that critical step.

This battle.

So long as the Cyan Emperor did not fall.

Then breaking through to Immortal King was an inevitability.

Once an Immortal King emerged.

The Cyan Yang Divine Court would have a sixteenth-tier powerhouse holding the fort.

Given that the path of the Upper Realm had already been sealed by himself for the time being, Gu Qingyang believed the Cyan Yang Divine Court was fully capable of resolving all remaining problems.

After that.

It would be time to launch a counterattack against the Upper Realm.

Unlike Gu Qingyang's thoughts, the many Upper Realm experts now all wore rather ugly expressions; the man before them, whose strength had surged explosively, filled them with dread.

More importantly.

The changes in the Starry Sky were something these Harmonization Immortal Venerables could perceive with ease.

Seeing that a powerhouse in the Lower Realm was currently about to prove the Dao as an Immortal King was, to them, undoubtedly bad news.

After all—

With Gu Qingyang's current strength, confronting him head-on to suppress him was already far from ideal.

The only method now was to destroy his foundation.

As the Heavenly Dao.

The world in which Gu Qingyang resided was his true foundational lifeblood.

If they could annihilate that world, then he would no longer be a serious concern.

But first the Celestial Spirit and Earthly Fiend Array had appeared in the Cyan Yang Divine Court, and now a powerhouse there sought to prove the Dao as Immortal King—the Immortal Realm already no longer held much advantage.

Once the Immortal Realm was defeated.

The Lower Realm would become impossible to shake.

"Damn it!"

"Is the Lower Realm's opportunity truly fated to have nothing to do with my true self?!"

The Eternal Immortal Venerable's expression grew gloomy; the current turn of events had caught him entirely off guard.

At once.

He spat out a mouthful of Essence Blood, not hesitating to sacrifice his own cultivation as the price to forcibly break through Gu Qingyang's power blockade, then let a single drop of blood penetrate the Path to Immortality and plunge downward.

Seeing this.

Gu Qingyang's eyes turned slightly cold; behind him, the Heavenly Dao Divine Tree swayed, and a single leaf silently detached, likewise soaring toward the Starry Sky.

...

At this moment.

Within the Immortal Realm.

Two surging forces exploded forth.

Shakyamuni Buddha manifested as a Supreme Divine Buddha; with a mere lift of his hand, billions of strands of Great Dao power congealed into a millstone that ground the void to dust, crashing down to suppress the Cyan Emperor, whose robes were stained with blood, his bronze war-blade shattering the Azure Sky.

The power of a Saint utterly towered above that of a Semi-Saint and Quasi-Immortal King; even a casual strike from Shakyamuni Buddha caused the Cyan Emperor to feel overwhelming pressure.

Had it been an ordinary Quasi-Immortal King, he would already have fallen on the spot.

However.

The Cyan Emperor was no ordinary Quasi-Immortal King.

He had created the Eternal Green Technique, opened up 129,600 Star Acupoints, rendering his fleshly body Primordial Ruyi, his surging life force nearly inexhaustible.

The Dao Divine Tree rooted itself in the void, and vast, torrential power converged upon him.

Whenever his body was damaged, the Cyan Emperor could restore himself at the very first instant.

Thus.

Faced with Shakyamuni Buddha's pressure, the Cyan Emperor still forcibly endured.

Moreover.

As the battle dragged on.

The pressure emanating from the Saint caused his qi and blood to gradually undergo metamorphosis; within the void, a subtle aura slowly surfaced, as if a Great Dao phantom were spanning the Starry Sky, as if something were on the verge of being born.

Seeing this.

Shakyamuni Buddha's brows tensed slightly.

He had originally thought that personally moving to suppress the Cyan Emperor would be an easy matter, well within his grasp, yet the scene before his eyes made this master of the Great Leiyin Temple feel that something was amiss.

At once.

Shakyamuni Buddha summoned forth a Vajra Pestle, terrifying power erupting from within as it crashed down to suppress the Cyan Emperor.

This Vajra Pestle was a top-tier Innate Spiritual Treasure, once owned by a Saint of the Great Leiyin Temple in ages past. After that Saint's fall, it came into Shakyamuni Buddha's possession.

Now that Shakyamuni Buddha had proved the Dao, he had once more nourished this Vajra Pestle, such that it faintly showed signs of transforming from a top-tier Innate Spiritual Treasure, step by step toward an Innate Supreme Treasure.

With such a Supreme Treasure, combined with the might of a Saint, the Cyan Emperor instantly felt a tremendous sense of threat.

This threat.

Cast a shadow of death over his heart, while within his core it was as though something was about to be born; under this crushing pressure, the Cyan Emperor's expression twisted into a grim snarl.

"What of a Saint—today, no one can bar my way!"

In the face of life-and-death peril, the Cyan Emperor roared, his qi and blood surging in an instant like overturning rivers and seas; an awe-inspiring pressure, vast as a blazing sun, suddenly erupted from his body.

The bronze war-blade hummed.

Enveloped in terrifying blood and qi, it collided with that Vajra Pestle.

"Boom—"

The Immortal Realm collapsed.

The Starry Sky wailed.

Next, heaven-and-earth omens unfolded, as a dreadful pressure surpassing that of a Quasi-Immortal King burst forth from the epicenter of the shockwaves, sweeping grandly in all directions.

This pressure.

Scythed across the Immortal Realm and the entire Starry Sky.

The many experts of the Immortal Realm and the Cyan Yang Divine Court, upon facing this pressure directly, all felt their bodies instinctively tremble.

Yet for the cultivators of the Cyan Yang Divine Court, their joy far outweighed their shock.

"The Cyan Emperor has succeeded!"

"Our Cyan Yang Divine Court is about to have an Immortal King powerhouse step forth!"

Cultivators of all factions wore expressions of intense delight, gazing toward the center of the Immortal Realm; though the Saint's power enshrouded that area, making it nearly impossible to discern the true scene, that aura which did not belong to Shakyamuni Buddha, yet clearly surpassed that of a Quasi-Immortal King, already spoke volumes.

At this moment.

The Dao Divine Tree rooted itself in the void.

Blood and qi soaring to the heavens illuminated the Nine Skies.

Everyone could sense the joy emanating from the Cosmic Starry Sky.

It was the celebration of the emergence of a supreme powerhouse, with the very rules of the universe rejoicing for him.

In the past, whenever cultivators broke through to a major realm, they had to undergo Celestial Tribulation, yet solely in the metamorphosis from fifteenth tier to sixteenth tier, there was no such thing as tribulation.

Breakthrough at this level emphasized a natural culmination.

Even the rules of the Cosmic Starry Sky would not descend with calamity.

Demon Venerable Xuan Yin's fists clenched in secret, shock and envy mingling within his gaze: "He truly did it!"

He had personally witnessed the Cyan Emperor's growth—a latecomer rising above the rest, who in a mere two hundred thousand years had succeeded in proving the Immortal King Realm.

Even in the Upper Realm, such cultivation speed was astonishingly explosive.

Set aside talk of opportunity from the Divine Kingdom's shops.

In truth, back when the three thousand cultivators of the Kunlun Divine Realm were around, they had all received Gu Qingyang's utmost nurturing; there were not only the Cyan Emperor who, two hundred thousand years ago, had challenged the Semi-Saint and Quasi-Immortal King ranks.

Yet.

Now, of those who managed to take that final step and prove the Dao, only the Cyan Emperor stood alone.

On this point alone, it was enough to show that the Cyan Emperor's attainment of the Dao was in large part due to his own peerless talent.

Otherwise.

Why did no one else prove the Dao?

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