Sheets of blood rain fell from the sky.
The crowd rushed forth in waves, one batch after another perished, and yet another batch surged up, endless in number, resisting the great calamity.
Some of the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals holding up the Heavenly Shield fell, replaced by mortals.
The scene Sun Wukong had once seen, was now inevitably unfolding.
In the Asura Realm, as the invincible incarnations attacked, mountains collapsed one after another.
The Immortals and Buddhas in the sky cast spells to block, brilliant and fierce, yet still retreating step by step.
With every fierce attack, someone would inevitably fall, and the blood dyed the light of the spells red.
The battle was intense, the Asura Realm was dark and dim, the defensive line precarious.
"This can't go on."
With a swing of Ziwei's sword, a heavy burden descended.
He looked up at the blood-red sky; they had been fighting desperately for half a day, with little strength left, yet they had only slain a few incarnations.
These incarnations were too strong, each possessing the power to destroy heaven and earth.
"Give up resisting!"
The incarnations said, "The destruction of the Three Realms is inevitable. We cannot be stopped!"
"How can we give up!"
The Immortals, despite their severe injuries, refused to back down.
The number of Immortals in the Asura Realm dwindled; they had long lives, but now they perished one after another overnight.
Yet, despite this, the Immortal Techniques they cast out were like tidal waves rushing toward the incarnations, their offensive moves not weakening in the slightest.
The Immortals, resolved to die, set themselves ablaze on the battlefield.
Even in death, they could not let the incarnations take a single step into the Three Realms.
Behind them lay that beautiful world, full of vitality and hope, not to be defiled by anyone.
"Is there no way out?"
Immortal Zhenyuan looked at Gouchen God on the ground and thought, with so many incarnations, there was no chance of victory even if the battle continued.
The unrivaled armor of Gouchen God was shattered, the Heavy Sword let out a sorrowful moan, and blood dripped down the blade.
Guanyin was healing him from behind with Jade Dew, her clothes stained with blood and dust, but the Buddha Light she emitted grew even more sacred and pure.
Gouchen didn't rest for long.
He roared angrily and turned into a streak of crimson light, charging towards the sky again.
Immortal Zhenyuan knew that the decision had to be made, and it had to be made now.
"The time has come."
He took a deep breath and said, "Those who wish to survive, you may leave now."
The battle roared in the sky, but no one responded to him.
"Good!"
Immortal Zhenyuan raised his hand.
The Immortals behind him chanted lengthy spells, the runes of the earth circulated, fierce winds arose, and stones levitated.
As if the sky had anticipated something, the battle grew even more intense.
One after another, the Immortals burst forth with powerful auras, the brilliant Immortal Light twinkling like stars.
Even the smallest Immortals, at the end of their power, exchanged their burning lives for the most glorious moment.
With a sudden, vigorous counterattack, a wave of incarnations' attacks was crushed.
Countless Immortal Techniques exploded on them, the land of the Asura Realm turned wildly, shaking incessantly.
The steps of the incarnations were halted, some were even blown away, bearing severe injuries.
The situation seemed to reverse in an instant, but everyone knew that what the Immortals were doing was no different from suicide.
This was a battle that could not last.
"Humph."
The incarnations scoffed, "Have you collapsed?"
The immortals could not kill them.
Connecting lights crisscrossed; the injured incarnations stood up again, their wounds quickly healing.
Soon, the lights of the Immortals were extinguished one by one before their eyes, turning into scattering points of light and vanishing into the air.
They left no trace in the Asura Realm, but they had been here, they had fought together, they had struggled to the death.
"Thud. Thud."
Heavy sounds came from nowhere, spreading throughout the void.
The earth pulsed, and a terrifying presence emanated from its depths.
Endless runes of the Heavenly Dao lit up beneath the earth, and the entire Asura Realm seemed to roar.
It seemed that in an instant, the Asura Realm began to emit terrifying power.
The avatars' complexions changed, the scent of destruction looming, making even their hearts tremble.
They looked down at the earth, where the Immortal Text on the ground contained the power to destroy everything.
"Could it be..."
They realized what was happening, their expressions changing drastically: "You're trying to detonate the Asura Realm!"
The avatars became aware of what the Immortals were up to.
But by this point, it was already too late to rush forward to stop it.
Flames began to flicker around Immortal Zhen Yuan.
He turned to look at the Spider Demons beside him, who were stunned for a moment before they grasped the situation.
"It's not good to die this way."
"I don't like grilled spiders!"
Having said that, the Spider Demons flew towards the sky.
"Boom, boom, boom"
A deeper and more powerful sound rose from the ground; these were the final heartbeats of the Asura Realm.
The Immortal Text covering the earth began to flicker on and off, growing brighter with each pulse.
Immortal Zhen Yuan watched his seven disciples fly towards the avatars, then fell like seven streaks of light.
He sighed.
The sounds from the Asura Realm grew louder and more enormous, and with each sound, cracks appeared on the earth.
Fiery flames kindled within the cracks, beyond mending.
The avatars, panicked and desperate to escape the Asura Realm, found the Immortals relentlessly blocking their way at the last moment.
The avatars could only launch futile, frenzied attacks at the Immortals, a tempest of blood and horror.
Soon, great flames burst from the ground, engulfing everything; the entire Asura Realm was wailing.
"So, you also know fear."
Immortal Zhen Yuan couldn't help but laugh upon seeing the avatars' terrified expressions.
With the end of the world imminent, he carefully straightened his attire.
Even in death, he aimed to be the most dashing.
Just after he had adjusted his attire, his vision was engulfed by a blinding light.
Before his eyes, the soil and rocks shattered into dust, igniting with destructive fire.
"Dear brother."
Immortal Zhen Yuan closed his eyes: "This time, can't justify not giving me a horsetail whisk."
There was a resounding "boom", and the whole heaven and earth exploded.
In the Asura Realm, everything shattered in the light, then the tiny particles exploded violently, releasing their final, unparalleled energy.
The surging, explosive energy instantly lit up the Chaos.
The Thirty-Three Layered Heaven was illuminated, the heavens and earth awash in white, and everyone unable to see any other color.
The earth in Sun Wukong's hands turned to ashes and disappeared.
A long while after, he looked up at the sky, gazing at the direction as bright as day.
"It has come to this, after all."
He heard Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad sigh.
"That's enough."
Sun Wukong replied, with flames rising in his eyes.
The great calamity had passed its climax; the Asura Realm, as the vanguard, had fulfilled its mission admirably.
"The rest is up to us."
Sun Wukong looked towards the heavens: "They must not have died in vain."
In the Chaos Realm, amidst the sea of fiery destruction, a figure burst forth from the earth.
"Ah ah ah—"
It was Gouchen.
He roared loudly, sounding as though he was in mourning and also filled with rage.
Endless light converged upon him as his grave wounds swiftly healed and vast power flooded his being once again.
A War God, growing stronger with battle.
As long as the war didn't end, he could keep reviving.
However, far away, the Buddha Beads erupted with towering fury.
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