"Kill!"
At this moment, Wang Nixian, the Heishui Immortal Monarch, and the few remaining Human Cultivators all let out a final, thunderous roar.
Both hands trembled.
Their magic treasures were shattered.
Comrades had already fallen.
Their spiritual energy was long depleted.
"Wang Nixian, remember your promise to me."
The Heishui Immortal Monarch cast a deep look at Wang Nixian, then, without hesitation, ignited the essence of his soul.
Boom!
His damaged Dao body erupted in karmic fire. He stepped forward with furious force, transforming into a blazing meteor that surged through the dead starry void.
"This guy… he's going to self-destruct!"
The hunchbacked old woman who was fighting Heishui Immortal Monarch suddenly changed her expression.
Heishui Immortal Monarch had reached the peak of the third stage of Kongnier, while she was only slightly stronger, barely touching the mid-Ethereal stage.
In regular combat, she could contend with him. But if he chose to self-destruct, the aftermath would be catastrophic.
Even if she didn't die, she'd be gravely injured.
"Madness. Human Cultivators in this heaven… they're all lunatics."
She cursed inwardly and hastily executed a movement technique, retreating far to the side.
He could die if he wished, but she refused to be dragged into it.
"Hahaha. So, you are afraid."
The Heishui Immortal Monarch laughed with sarcasm, ignoring the hunchbacked woman as he streaked like a fireball across the void, charging directly toward Zhan Zun, who had yet to make a move.
"No!"
"Heishui Immortal Monarch! Immortal Monarch!"
From afar, countless Human Cultivators from the myriad heavens cried out in heart-wrenching grief as they watched this scene unfold.
Their cultivation realms were not high, some only reaching the first or second level. They couldn't participate in this war.
Yet as comrades, seeing Heishui Immortal Monarch, Wang Nixian, and the others fight and sacrifice themselves for them filled them with immeasurable sorrow.
Boom!
In an instant, the Heishui Immortal Monarch, whose soul burned fiercely, rushed before Zhan Zun.
At that precise moment, Zhan Zun, the leader of the five Outsiders, finally opened his eyes.
Boom!
The Heishui Immortal Monarch self-destructed.
With the last flicker of life, he lit the starry sky with the brightest blaze of resistance.
The explosion turned millions of miles of the heavens into a surging sea of fire.
It was a tide of righteous fury surging directly toward Zhan Zun.
"It must succeed!"
All cultivators across the world clenched their fists and cried out in their hearts.
However—
"To struggle is useless."
Zhan Zun raised his palm and pressed downward.
A subtle sound rang out, like a pebble dropped into a tranquil lake.
The ripples spread, and the boundless flames of life that could incinerate all things gradually faded under the pressure of Zhan Zun's palm, vanishing into the void.
He retracted his hand, lowered his gaze indifferently, and looked at the few remaining Human Cultivators.
"Who else wants to die? This deity will grant your wish."
Silence.
A silence as heavy as death.
Neither Wang Nixian nor the other surviving cultivators, nor the thousands watching from distant realms, spoke a word.
Zhan Zun's display had drained them of all hope.
A chill spread through their bones.
Then, after a long pause—
"The people of Fengtian Realm, Tianlei Star Region, Red Flame Star, Qingmuzi… come to beg for death."
An old man in gray took up a calabash of wine, lifted his head, and drank deeply.
"I've lived three thousand six hundred years. That's enough."
Clang.
He smashed the wine calabash to the ground, burning his soul instantly, transforming into blinding flame and charging at Zhan Zun.
"Gone!"
In the void, his hearty laughter echoed with unrestrained freedom.
Bang.
The flame vanished again.
But in the next instant—
"Yunhai Star Domain, Huangchi Star, Mu Yizhen… come to beg for death!"
Another old cultivator laughed boldly, burst into fire, and charged Zhan Zun.
"Farewell, fellow Daoists!"
Boom!
Before he could reach Zhan Zun, he was obliterated with a single slap.
"Hahaha! Why fear death?"
"The people of Fengtian Realm, Zhaohe Star Region, Li Lanxing, Tie Nuzhen… come to beg for death!"
A burly man shouted with fury, igniting himself in a brilliant explosion.
"My descendants! Remember our names! Remember this day!"
"Remember—we are the people of Fengtian Realm!"
Boom!
The heavens ignited with streaks of burning souls.
"The people of Fengtian Realm, Tianlei Star Domain, Huangsha Star, Qingyun Zhenren… come to beg for death!"
"The people of Fengtian Realm, Kunwu Star Region, Canglan Star, Awuluqi… come to beg for death!"
"The people of Fengtian Realm, Yuntian Star Region, Shuangyuan Star, Mu Qingqing… come to beg for death!"
"The people of Fengtian Realm, Tianlei Star Domain, Danzixing, Monk Xuanming… come to beg for death!"
At that moment—
All Human Cultivators who still drew breath burned their souls, turning themselves into world-scorching flames, rushing toward Zhan Zun with resolute hearts and no regrets.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
One after another, flames exploded in the sky.
The entire void shimmered with dazzling brilliance.
Powerhouses of the Fengtian Realm, one after another, perished in sacrifice.
"You…"
Zhan Zun glanced at his palm, which had turned slightly charred.
He slowly narrowed his eyes.
He couldn't comprehend the tenacity of these mortals.
They charged toward certain death without fear.
He pondered, yet couldn't find the right words to describe them.
At last, he spat out just two words—
"Utter madness."