# Chapter 1581: Immortal Path Ends
Even the Lord of the Ancient Forbidden Land made a move, slapping a palm straight into the Chaos Cave with divine might that shook the world, causing a great collapse there.
Many people outside the domain were shocked, their eyes wide with disbelief, all stunned. Quite a few sages thought the Lord of the Ancient Forbidden Land was striking at Mount Sumeru.
But the ancient supreme beings understood that was not the case. She was striking at the Immortal Path, but not to break in—rather, to forcibly sever it!
No matter how one looked at it, her actions were too unexpected, leaving people astonished and filled with confusion. Others sought immortality, but she did not care at all.
"What do you mean by this?!" Stone Emperor roared in fury. He now revealed his true form—a tall, imposing middle-aged man. Though covered in blood, his world-dominating aura remained undiminished. His eyes were sharp as lightning as he pointed his black Heavenly Desolation Halberd at the Lord of the Ancient Forbidden Land.
"Clang!"
However, the white-robed, dust-free woman was even more aggressive than him. Seeing him point the black halberd at her, she directly slapped down—simple, direct, violent, and powerful. Her jade-like palm and fingers collided with the halberd, producing a brilliant flash of radiance that shook Stone Emperor, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood. He had already been severely injured earlier, nearly dying inside, and now struck again, naturally his imperial blood scattered.
The entire world was shaken!
Was someone of this level finally going to make a move? Was a duel about to erupt between them?
"Fine! Though this emperor is old and wounded, I do not believe anyone in this world can kill me!" Stone Emperor roared. His thick, pitch-black hair stood on end, and his pupils were terrifying, shining brighter than lightning.
He gripped the black Heavenly Desolation Halberd, erupting with unparalleled radiance. Chaotic energy filled the air as he stepped forward, about to launch the most fearsome decisive battle.
"There are no mortal enemies on the Immortal Path. Both of you, cease your battle," Eternal Life Heavenly Venerable advised.
"Boom!"
At that moment, the Chaos Cave exploded, interrupting the external conflict. Something extremely terrifying was happening inside—a violent, massive detonation.
"Amitabha!"
The living beings chanted the title of the Buddhist Great Emperor, resounding through heaven and earth. It actually transmitted outward, bursting forth into sheets of light rain, like countless pure white feathers dancing in the air—dazzling, beautiful, and filled with an aura of peace.
"What? Has he become an immortal? Is Amitabha Great Emperor about to succeed?!" This scene caused a huge uproar. Some quasi-emperors outside the domain caught it and all cried out in shock.
On the Immortal Path, the ancient supreme beings were also shocked. At this moment, disbelief shone in their eyes. Was someone really about to become an immortal? To bloom with such radiance?
Feather transformation and ascension, light rain filling the sky—wasn't this that very scene? The aura of immortality spread—this was a sign of successful transformation!
Throughout the ages, heavenly venerables, ancient emperors, and great emperors had never achieved immortality. Was Amitabha Great Emperor going to break that alone, ushering in a new unprecedented era?
Perhaps it could be said that the Buddhist living beings broke it together. This was not just Amitabha's power alone, but also the collective willpower of all his believers, gathered from the eight desolate regions of the universe, combined to forge such a vast dao fruit.
"Rumble!"
In the Soaring Immortal Cave, explosions came violently. Immortal light grew even brighter, shooting out streaks of colorful radiance, as if flying from another world.
"No, something has changed!" An ancient supreme being said coldly, quickly dodging to the side.
At the same time, heaven and earth split apart. In the already dilapidated Chaos Cave, rocks flew through the air. The number one mountain of the Big Dipper—Mount Sumeru—shattered into pieces, bursting forth.
The most terrifying thing happened inside. Faintly, one could hear the lament of living beings. Blood light was endless—countless lives were perishing. The Great Thunderclap Monastery had mostly collapsed.
"Clang!"
The bronze plaque of the Great Thunderclap Monastery cracked. One piece flew out, crashing onto the Immortal Path, fixed in the chaos. It was dripping with blood—the blood of living beings and the blood of Amitabha—a shocking sight.
Defeated. Even the Buddhist sect had suffered a great defeat. They could not pass through. They were not the right people either. The divine self forged from willpower, though at its peak state, was ultimately not Amitabha Great Emperor himself!
"This is a great disaster, an boundless tragedy!"
"The entire Western Desert, the billion-mile Buddhist kingdom—all Buddhist disciples are dead!"
"The willpower gathered from the eight desolate regions of the universe by all living beings has exploded!"
Some ancient supreme beings murmured. Even they were moved. This defeat was too tragic and fierce, the casualties too great, tragic to the extreme!
"Amitabha..."
The shattered fragments of Mount Sumeru all rushed out together. On them, resentful souls wailed. Billions of living beings had died unnatural deaths, all destroyed—those were their unwilling soul thoughts.
In an instant, these lamentations all disappeared. They transformed into large sheets of light rain, imprinting themselves on the Immortal Path, continuing to construct this road.
This made people's pupils contract and their hearts skip a beat. Were all the various scenes seen on this path real—formed by the smelting and refinement of those who had fallen in the past?
"Defeated. Even the Buddhist sect, relying on the power of all living beings, has been defeated. Who else can break in?"
"Only by attaining the Dao in the present age can one become an immortal!"
This was despair. This outcome left people speechless, filled with great sorrow. There was no other way. Truly, no one could become an immortal. It shook everyone's faith.
Was there immortality?
Could one achieve eternal life?
How could it be done?
This left people in doubt. This result not only extinguished the lives of ancient supreme beings but also crushed the hopes and the dawn of expectation in people's hearts.
Mount Sumeru was shattered, stained with blood. The Great Thunderclap Monastery at its peak had mostly collapsed. Various buildings on it were damaged. The Hanging Monastery and others were also ruined, about to be extinguished.
Inside the mountain, the endless faith power seemed to have dried up. Not a single wisp leaked out anymore. The cracked Mount Sumeru, carrying the ruined temples, flew away through the sky and descended again in the Western Desert.
From today onward, the entire Western Land fell into dead silence. There was no longer a billion-mile Buddhist kingdom, no light, no chanting, no peaceful aura.
The Western Desert had become a land of death!
At this moment, the Lord of the Ancient Forbidden Land was about to strike again, to shatter the Immortal Path and level this place.
At the same time, the giant beside her—the man covered in golden fur—also stepped forward, about to make a move against Eternal Life Heavenly Venerable, the master of the Immortal Mound.
"Slow down. I understand your intent. You believe this age has failed, that no one can become an immortal, and you want to destroy this place. But we are unwilling to accept this. We still want to make an attempt!" Qilin Ancient Emperor said. He was severely injured, covered in blood.
"Correct. I would rather die fighting on the Immortal Path!" Another ancient supreme being said. Their fates were already sealed. They wanted to end with battle.
"I don't want to die. I don't want to give up on the Immortal Path now either!" Stone Emperor said coldly, holding his halberd in a standoff.
"Fine. I'll give you time. If you die on the Immortal Path, so be it. But if you return, we will settle our grudges and grievances in battle!" The tall man covered in golden fur said to Eternal Life Heavenly Venerable.
The white-robed woman briefly showed a trace of confusion, as if she had lost her soul, then returned to coldness and stopped making a move.
Clearly, her state was very peculiar. The ancient supreme beings were also suspicious, feeling that this was merely a supreme physical shell, with her primordial spirit appearing and disappearing.
"You have all seen it. This is the Immortal Path. Watch carefully—our methods, our dao, our path!" A human clan supreme being roared, his voice reaching outside the domain. Then, resolutely and decisively, he leaped into the Immortal Cave to make his final effort and attempt.
"Kill!" Another ancient emperor leaped into the Immortal Cave again, beginning his final life-or-death struggle.
"I am like a moth flying into the flame, listening to the funeral song on the Immortal Path. My heart is unwilling, but I do not regret it. I verify my dao, tread the path to immortality. I am still alive. I must move forward!" Someone roared in sorrow.
"This life, this age—I have walked through it. I have existed. Death is nothing!"
"I use my dying life to verify the method of becoming an immortal. I use my still-warm blood to water the Immortal Path. My dao, my life, my existence—burn in the flames, bloom!"
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The supreme beings roared in sorrow to heaven and earth. They had once ruled the vast and desolate universe, fought across heaven and earth without equal, looked down upon the mortal world. There was nothing they could not accomplish, no enemy they could not suppress. And now, they were to end like this.
Except for two who had shattered into blood and bone, all the other ancient supreme beings charged in to make their final desperate struggle.
In the end, this place became chaos. Blood bloomed. Songs of sorrow spread out. Even as powerful as supreme beings, they could not change this outcome. No one could become an immortal in this age!
All were defeated. In the end, they could not change the result of this age. They could not break in!
Ten thousand ages turned to emptiness!
"My path has reached its end. Since this is so, let me return to heaven and earth." Some supreme beings were quite free and easy. Their oil had run out, their lamps had gone dry. There was no longer a trace of blood energy. Their primordial spirits had decayed. They sat cross-legged on the ground and directly transformed into the Dao, light rain steaming upward.
"Pfft!"
Others did not have time to say anything. They had truly reached the end of their life path. As soon as they left the Chaos Cave, they directly exploded, becoming blood and bone.
"Who has not come out yet? There is still Eternal Life Heavenly Venerable inside!"
These supreme beings were all on their last legs, with little life left. In fact, they had already been like this after the first entry. The second time they charged the immortal gate consumed even more.
Everyone's life was about to end. Two people in succession had already passed away.
"The human clan great emperor is dead. That is definitely the dried-up blood energy of a human clan emperor. Ending so dim and desolate!"
Outside the domain, people sighed in sorrow. It was too regrettable. Unmatched through ten thousand ages, yet ending like this in regret.
Qilin Ancient Emperor let out a low roar. Covered in blood, he soared into the sky and instantly disappeared into the universe. Everyone trembled, feeling as if a great disaster was imminent.
However, the ancient emperor did not stop. He paid them no heed. In an instant, he crossed tens of thousands of star systems and arrived at another shore of the universe, descending on a giant, living ancient star.
His body staggered and stumbled. The ancient emperor who had looked down upon the nine heavens and ten lands—when had he ever experienced such a miserable and pitiful scene? Throughout his life, he had been invincible and domineering. Yet in the end, he was so desolate and sorrowful.
The feet that could once crush the vast and desolate universe now left only a trail of bloody footprints, carrying imperial blood as he moved. His body shook violently.
"Father!"
Fire Qilin Child appeared, crying out in grief, heart-wrenching. She quickly rushed over and threw herself onto the blood-soaked Qilin Ancient Emperor.
"Careful... child. I can barely control my killing intent. This blood might hurt you." Qilin Ancient Emperor's hands—which could pluck stars and moons, shatter billions of star rivers—were now unsteady, trembling. He wiped away the imperial blood for his daughter, his eyes filled with loving kindness.
Fire Qilin Child wailed loudly, tears streaming down in strings. Her father had once ruled over heaven and earth, overlooking all the myriad realms. What a domineering person he was, invincible throughout his life. And now, he had become like this—blood flowing all over his body, staggering and swaying, having suffered unimaginable severe injuries, his life approaching its end.
Such a powerful man, now in such a miserable and pitiful state, made her heart feel as if it were being twisted by a knife. She hugged Qilin Ancient Emperor and wailed loudly: "Father, don't leave me. You have to live, you must live..."
This man's figure had once been so majestic, unattainable, unparalleled in the world. The heroes of the nine heavens and ten lands all had to look up to him. Even gods had to kneel down and prostrate before him.
But now, he was somewhat stooped. His hands were trembling. He could not support his own body. He swayed, about to fall at any moment. He tried to wipe away his daughter's tears but could not.
No longer the supreme ancient emperor of the past, he was now just an old father who could not bear to let go of his child. His once-piercing eyes were now very dim, filled with reluctance. He could not bear to part with his daughter, could not bear to let go. His rough hands trembled as they stroked her face.
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