# 1580
Chapter 1580: Unexpected Arrival
The descent to the mortal realm this time went without incident.
Lin Qiye brought An Qingyu back to the Heavenly Court within two hours, just as they had agreed before their departure.
Taiyi Zhenren gazed complexly at this man emanating Cthulhu的气息. "Are you truly prepared?"
"I'm ready." An Qingyu nodded. "Let's begin quickly, so we don't give the night any chance to grow long."
"...Follow us."
Under the guidance of the two Golden Immortals, the group walked along the cyan stone avenue inside the Gate of Heaven, heading straight into the depths of the Heavenly Court.
No one spoke throughout the journey. Only the occasional cry of cranes echoed from the distant sky. As they ventured deeper, the spiritual energy grew increasingly dense. After some time, they stopped before an empty plot of land where no palaces stood.
This was the rear of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, the most central part of the Heavenly Court. Around the jade-like bricks, numerous divine shadows had already gathered. When they saw the two Golden Immortals leading the three crimson figures toward them, the sound of their conversation immediately diminished.
Their gazes gathered on An Qingyu—helplessness, pity, calmness... each expression different.
In the center of the empty space, a magnificent white sword tower stood imposingly. Hundreds of steps led to its summit, where four ancient immortal swords hovered in mid-air above the highest level, emanating a chilling and terrifying aura.
"That is one of our Heavenly Court's killing immortals formations, the Six Deaths Slash Formation." Guangchengzi spoke slowly.
"This formation can bypass your rapid recovery and instantly annihilate both flesh and soul... without causing you any pain."
Sensing the destructive aura emanating from those four immortal swords, Lin Qiye and the others all changed expressions. Even though they were still a hundred meters from the formation, they felt as if sword blades were pressed against their throats—a life-and-death crisis on a razor's edge. This level of destructive power was more than enough to instantly kill a Chief God.
An Qingyu raised his head, his eyes reflecting the might of the four immortal swords, and calmly nodded:
"I just need to walk into the formation?"
Guangchengzi was slightly stunned by his serene expression. After a long while, he still answered:
"...Yes."
"Alright, I'm going."
An Qingyu showed not the slightest hesitation. He walked directly to the steps leading up to the sword tower and began ascending.
At that moment, a hand gently grabbed his wrist.
An Qingyu turned to look back, only to find Lin Qiye and Cao Yuan following behind him, their gazes complex beyond words.
"Seven Seven, you said you would respect my choice." An Qingyu spoke helplessly.
"I know. I'm not stopping you." Lin Qiye pointed toward the towering sword tower. "We're accompanying you on this final journey."
Cao Yuan's eyes were red-rimmed, and he nodded vigorously.
An Qingyu fell silent for a long while, then a gentle smile appeared on his face. "Alright then."
He turned back and continued ascending. The three crimson shadows stepped through the immortal sword pressure, faces unchanged, walking shoulder to shoulder toward the endpoint of death.
"Sigh..." Below the steps, Wang Mian let out a long sigh and turned his head away, unable to watch further.
"Perhaps this is the fate of the Special Squad." Wu "Old Dog," wearing a hood, stood beside Wang Mian and spoke softly. "In this era, how many of those walking side by side can truly reach the end together?"
Zuo Qing stood behind the two men, gazing intently at the three figures ascending toward the summit. Beneath his cloak, his tightly clenched fists trembled...
"Leave me here."
An Qingyu stepped onto the final step, standing at the summit of the white sword tower. He took a deep breath. "The road ahead, I must walk alone... Captain."
Lin Qiye stood beside him, their eyes meeting for a long moment before he nodded heavily.
An Qingyu entered the top level of the sword tower and stood beneath the four immortal swords radiating killing intent.
"An Qingyu, have you considered this carefully?" The Jade Emperor standing above the Six Deaths Slash Formation spoke in a deep voice. "Once this formation activates, you will have no path back."
An Qingyu nodded calmly:
"Yes."
The Jade Emperor, seeing this, said no more. As he raised both palms, lines of spiritual energy rapidly spread from around the four immortal swords, instantly engulfing the entire sword tower!
Countless sword rays gathered above An Qingyu's head. His eyes slowly closed...
BOOM—!!!
At that moment, a dull, thunderous explosion erupted from within the sword tower. The ground beneath everyone's feet violently shook!
A beam of Chaos-black light erupted from the base of the tower. The tall tower's body shattered inch by inch. That black light coiled and spiraled like a dragon before transforming into a mass of blurry, eerie faces beside An Qingyu.
The instant those faces were exposed to the air, everyone's expression changed drastically!
"Cthulhu Faction divine的气息?!" Master Chen exclaimed in shock. "How could there be a Cthulhu Faction god beneath the sword tower?"
"Such a powerful aura fluctuation... even no less than the 【Black Goat】?" Zuo Qing murmured to himself. He stared intently at that blurry Chaotic face, as if realizing something, his eyes slightly narrowing.
"Terrible—It's Nyarlathotep!"
"The 【Chaos】 that walks? The Cthulhu Faction's Third Pillar God who delights in playing with human hearts?" Lin Qiye's expression shifted drastically.
He clearly remembered, in the archives of 【Utopia】, Jinian's assessment of this Pillar God: One of 【Chaos】's most important characteristics was its passion for deception, tempting humanity, and finding supreme joy in driving humans into terror and despair until their minds shattered completely.
But up to now, they had never heard any intelligence regarding 【Chaos】. Its presence was the lowest in everyone's awareness.
【Chaos】's sudden appearance caught everyone completely off guard!
As the sword tower shattered, that mass of blurry faces instantly swallowed An Qingyu. The Jade Emperor above the immortal sword formation narrowed his gaze. The four ancient immortal swords erupted simultaneously, and the formation instantly engulfed that mass of faces!
Terrifying sword intent madly crashed against that face, yet all of it simply passed through lightly, as if it were a phantom that simply did not exist in this world.
Seeing this, the Jade Emperor's brow furrowed tightly:
"No, this isn't 【Chaos】... This is merely a part of 【Chaos】's body."
"A part of its body?" The Queen Mother of the West gripped the Kunlun Mirror, her eyes slightly narrowing. "Is this... its face?"
"Without its main body to activate it, this single face couldn't possibly act independently... Its main body must be nearby!" The Jade Emperor abruptly raised his head. Those brilliant eyes swept across the surroundings. "But... why haven't we sensed even a trace of its presence?
Where is it?!"
PUH—!!
As the two spoke, a muffled groan suddenly came from the steps above.
Only to see Lin Qiye abruptly spit out a mouthful of blood. His pupils instantly dilated and scattered, like a puppet without consciousness, falling downward weakly.