“The person who should have been killed by you…”

An Qisheng savored the sentence, nodding slightly:

“Embodying Heaven’s will and responding to the fate of all living beings, Destiny is indeed worthy of being called Destiny.”

Having cultivated to the Yuanshen (Primordial Spirit) realm, his divine sense could perceive some of the trajectories of all beings between heaven and earth, seeing things that ordinary people could not.

To some extent, Destiny was already the end of the Yuanshen path. An Qisheng was not surprised that Xie Qi could see these things.

Xie Qi looked at An Qisheng indifferently, seemingly waiting for his answer.

He had always been immensely curious about this person valued by the Lord of the Underworld. And he had lived up to the Lord's expectations, reaching the point of being able to step into Destiny in just ninety years.

Moreover, the path he cultivated vaguely transcended the control of heaven and earth's essence, breaking free from the shackles of the five paths.

He had embarked on another path once foreseen by the Lord.

But alas, it was ultimately too late…

“All things in heaven and earth have their own destinies. What Destiny sees is only the surface. Surely Seventh Lord knows this principle… There is no one who should have been killed by you, only someone you originally wanted to kill.”

An Qisheng stood on the city wall, gazing into the misty Underworld:

“What you seek is nothing more than the Netherworld Lord's Sacrifice.

I will provide the offering!”

Netherworld Lord's Sacrifice!

As early as ninety years ago, when he saw that hideous ghost god outside the Yizhuang (Funeral Home) in the mass burial ground, he had already known of the existence of the Netherworld Lord's Sacrifice.

In the years that followed, he gradually learned what this grand sacrifice, which Xie Qi had been planning for over a thousand years, sought and needed.

Unfortunately, everything seen from Sa Wuling's original trajectory and Wei Shaoyou's memories indicated that this 'Netherworld Lord's Sacrifice' had failed.

“Heh!”

Xie Qi raised an eyebrow, a hint of malice appearing in his cold eyes:

“You will provide it?”

An Qisheng looked directly at Xie Qi, unwavering: “I will.”

Xie Qi stared at An Qisheng for a long time before his gaze shifted slightly:

“You can’t afford it!”

An Qisheng's expression remained calm:

“How would I know without trying?”

“Try? I’ve been planning this sacrifice for sixteen hundred years, and you say try?”

Xie Qi suddenly smiled, his smile cold and tyrannical:

“Who do you think you are?!”

Xie Qi's voice was neither loud nor soft, but as his voice flowed, the entire Underworld City trembled. For thousands of miles, the sky was filled with swirling Yin mist, as if the entire Underworld was responding.

Countless demons and ghosts within a thousand miles of the Underworld City felt a doomsday-like terror, letting out hysterical wails as they fled in all directions.

Yan Xiake and the others, who were being assaulted by countless demons and ghosts, were all shaken.

Looking into the distance, they saw the entire Underworld in turmoil, with countless Yin Qi surging in. The sky for thousands of miles was stirred up like paste.

Vaguely, they could feel an indescribable, chilling killing intent about to erupt.

“Such a powerful killing intent…”

Yan Xiake felt a chill in his heart, looking towards the Underworld City, muttering to himself:

“Seventh Lord Xie…”

This killing intent was both restrained and unrestrained, containing the cold ruthlessness of extinguishing all living beings, killing anything and everything. Anyone who felt it would feel their mind being seized.

Such a killing intent had only ever been possessed by one person throughout history.

Bai Wuchang (White Impermanence), Xie Qi.

An indescribable killing intent enveloped the Underworld like a sky, causing countless demons and ghosts to be shocked, terrified, and fearful.

But on the city wall, An Qisheng, with his clothes fluttering and long hair flying, showed no change in expression.

“It seems I was mistaken.”

An Qisheng waved his sleeve and cupped his hands in a salute:

“My name is An Qisheng.”

“Heh, hahahaha!”

Xie Qi suddenly laughed loudly, shaking the heavens and the earth, his expression unrestrained and indifferent:

“You think I wouldn’t dare to kill you?!”

“Throughout history, Seventh Lord Xie's killing intent has been unmatched. An is not some extraordinary figure, so naturally Seventh Lord would not dare not kill?”

An Qisheng stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes deep.

Since he came to this world, all the cultivators he had seen had their original destinies end on the eve of the Netherworld Lord's Sacrifice, all killed by this Seventh Lord Xie.

Regardless of good or evil, regardless of Buddhism or Taoism, regardless of humans or demons.

With such a killing intent, there was naturally no one he would not dare to kill in this world.

An Qisheng did not believe that the protection of the Netherworld Lord would make this Bai Wuchang Xie Qi fear to the point of not daring to attack.

But…

“But…”

A smile appeared on the corner of An Qisheng's mouth:

“Seventh Lord might as well make a bet with me, to see if you can kill me…”

Whoosh~

The world suddenly fell silent.

As Xie Qi's laughter stopped, it was as if a world-destroying chill filled the void, freezing everything within.

Yan Xiake and the others, who were thousands of miles away, suddenly found themselves unable to move, watching helplessly as countless demons and ghosts fleeing in the sky and on the ground were frozen like ice sculptures, motionless.

“Heh!”

The silence was only momentary, as if the endless chill that had frozen the world had turned into a raging sea of fire that wanted to incinerate the heavens.

The sea of fire continued to spread, a hundred miles, a thousand miles, ten thousand miles, in an instant, seemingly omnipresent.

Visibly, the void was wrinkled by the scorching flames, even pierced through!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~~

In the swirling Yin winds, Xie Qi's white hair flared like fire, his pure white eyes as bright as golden suns:

“How long has it been since someone provoked me…”

The domineering and powerful killing intent swept across the void for hundreds of thousands of miles in an instant. Yin Qi was burning, the heavens and the earth were boiling, and all things were wailing and hissing.

Xie Qi sat still, only raising his hand.

With just this insignificant movement, the void near the city gate tower visibly distorted, as if bent and folded by an infinitely domineering force.

At the same time, in An Qisheng's eyes, the void was violently wrinkled and changed at this moment.

Xie Qi's not-so-tall body seemed to be expanding uncontrollably, becoming as huge as if it were about to fill the heavens and the earth in an instant.

Originally, the two were only a few dozen feet apart, but at this moment, the distance was rapidly stretched, as if they were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers!

Xie Qi sat cross-legged, carrying Hei Wuchang (Black Impermanence) on his back, and indifferently and ruthlessly pressed his palm down:

“Then, let me see what you’re made of!”

Rumble!

As the palm pressed down horizontally, it was as if the pillar supporting the sky had been suddenly pulled away, and the entire firmament was crushed down at once. The incomparably powerful force instantly triggered changes in the celestial phenomena.

With just one palm, it filled the heavens and the earth, setting off a hurricane that seemed to destroy the world.

It was as if thousands of ancient ferocious beasts were galloping and trampling in all directions.

Yan Chixia and the others, who were thousands of miles away, paled in horror, seeing hurricanes like dragons roaring in all directions in the Underworld.

Countless demons and ghosts were swept into them, cut, and shaken into microscopic particles invisible to the naked eye.

“Destiny!!!”

Looking up at the giant palm that was pressing down like the sky, Wei Shaoyou let out a cry of horrified despair.

Without even looking, he ran away as fast as he could, fleeing as far as possible from the area covered by the giant palm. Under the pressure of the giant palm, the sky had already become a forbidden zone, even for those who had achieved Yuanshen.

They could not fly!

In the Eleventh Epoch of the Imperial Heaven, Destiny was also known as the 'World-Destroying Realm'. In other words, any Destiny being possessed the terrifying power to destroy all living things in the world!

Below Destiny, no matter if you are Pure Unity or Dharma Idol, you must flee at the mere sight of it. If you don't flee, you die!

“Run! Run! Run!”

Although Yan Xiake did not know what Destiny was, seeing the surrounding earth and Yin soil beginning to shatter and collapse even before the giant palm had been suppressed, his heart also pounded wildly.

He grabbed Mingxin Daoist, fleeing for his life amidst the ubiquitous wails of ghosts and gods.

Unbridled, this was truly unbridled. Yan Xiake was terrified in his heart. Xie Qi's attack truly made him understand what unbridled meant!

Even in his own home, he didn't care at all. I want to attack, who cares if the sky collapses and the earth cracks!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~~

Gales strong enough to shatter mountains and rivers roared between the heavens and the earth.

An Qisheng stood in the sky. The indescribable giant force had completely compressed the void around him into something harder than the hardest material in the world.

There was nowhere to escape!

There was no avoiding it!

Xie Qi's palm was a true simplification of complexity. It was a simple press, yet no one in the world could avoid it. No matter how exquisite your supernatural powers were, they were destined to be as pale and weak as bubbles under this palm.

But this was not just pure power. Within the simplicity was contained extreme complexity. At a glance, one could see countless exquisite supernatural powers, ever-changing and unformed.

It was also impossible to break!

“You want to measure me? Coincidentally, I also want to measure you…”

In the raging wind, An Qisheng's expression was calm, and he spoke lightly:

“You bear Hei Wuchang, so your strength must be weakened. An never takes advantage of others. I will use one supernatural power to learn from Seventh Lord's skills…”

Amidst the raging hurricane, An Qisheng spoke extremely quickly, and it seemed that he was not using the void as a medium. In an instant, his voice had already echoed between the heavens and the earth.

Rumble!

In the next instant, at the moment when the giant palm was about to press down, he suddenly spread his arms, and an extremely tyrannical mana erupted like a volcano that had been suppressed for millions of years.

Visibly, beams of divine light and flames, like substance, were ejected from every pore of his body.

For a time, gold and white colors intertwined in the sky and on the earth. Golden divine flames and pale ghost flames crushed, trampled, and collided with each other, creating a fierce battle that ordinary people could not imagine.

“Hmm?”

Xie Qi's heart also stirred as he pressed down with his palm.

Looking down, he saw An Qisheng, who was isolated by the twisted void, suddenly burst out with brilliant divine light. Between the dazzling divine light, the dots of divine light around him gave him the illusion that he had come alive.

In a trance, he seemed to see countless 'gods' under the white-robed Daoist's body.

What kind of supernatural power was this?

Xie Qi's mind raced, but his movements did not stop at all.

Across an unknown distance, the Yin soil on the earth had already been shattered and collapsed. The demons and ghosts who could not escape instantly turned into gas and disappeared. Even the deathly silent Underworld Sea rippled.

Alarming the fierce demon ghost slumbering at the bottom of the sea:

“Xie Qi…”

Whoosh whoosh!

Amidst the swirling divine light, An Qisheng stepped into the sky. With each step, more light appeared around him. After five steps, five beams of light intertwined and soared into the sky:

“This move, Qitian (Equal to Heaven)!”