Translator: Tamon Translation Checker: Silavin The twelve Immortals’ hearts hammered with despair and terror as their bodies froze. They knew an Immortal Slayer was strong, but not by this much. One word from him was enough to render them powerless. Such divine and godlike might was a first for them and their last. “Kill us, and the Immortal Lord will get you for this!” “You can’t hide in the Lower Realm forever. Our Immortal Lord can kill you still!” The Immortals could do nothing but bluster and threaten Chen Changan with their Immortal Lord, in the hopes he’d balk. It didn’t work. The Immortal Lord might be the King of Immortals for all he cared. He could just come down here to get his ass whooped all the same. In fact, Chen Changan would be more than happy to reunite them with their precious Lord in the hereafter. Domain Points didn’t earn themselves, now did they? He grinned. It was cold and terrifying for the Immortals. “That’s enough chatter. Time to send you off.” With just a thought, the Absolute Domain shone brighter, blinding everyone. At death’s door, every second and every moment was torture to these Immortals. The Absolute Domain bore down on them with all its might at Chen Changan’s command, and they could do nothing to stop it. Chen Changan blew, and the twelve Immortals burst into flames, their wails filled with sorrow and agony. Their shrill screams were soul-rending. Qiu Qiantu’s group watched the mighty Immortals being burned alive, brighter than any torch and heard their agonizing cries. Their bodies grew translucent, showing their innards, flesh, and bones. Then, the fires completely engulfed them. Those weren’t just flames, but Immortal Fire at the least. Or, God Flames! The twelve Immortals’ cruel end of being cooked alive left Qiu Qiantu with trauma. [We’re finished!] “Ancestor…” Qiu Qiantu’s mind went blank. Ling Qingshan was speechless as well, but it was out of joy and excitement. [Senior is incredible! Twelve Immortals can’t even touch him.] The twelve Immortals died from the flames, marked by the abrupt stop of their cries, their auras gone along with their lives. The sudden loss of Immortal pressure left the Demons and Monsters of Myriad Mountains stumped as to what happened. [Did the Immortals leave?] They could only guess, with none of them coming close to realizing the reality of the Immortals being burned to death in torment. … In the Upper Realm, Black Tortoise Immortal Domain. In a golden and opulent palace, Immortal Lord Shen Wu cultivated in golden robes, sucking up the immortal energy around him. His body hummed with immortal power with every breath. He snapped his eyes open, revealing a chilling and sharp gaze, piercing a hole in the veil of reality before him. “My twelve Immortal Generals died in a Lower World.” He muttered, still in disbelief this happened. “My Sacred Immortal Sword fell to a Lower World, and the Immortals I sent died as well. What on earth happened down there?” Shen Wu grimaced, his power turning violent and turbulent, like a raging volcano. In a flash of light, Shen Wu vanished from the palace. Thousands of miles away, he reappeared in a manor. An Immortal came out at his arrival, bowing, “How may I be of assistance, Immortal Lord?” “Immortal King Tian Yuan, I came to borrow the All-seeing Immortal Mirror.” Immortal King Tian Yuan nodded and threw a hand mirror into the air, making it grow to half a mile. “What does the Immortal Lord wish to see?” “A Lower World, Nine Province Continent.” “One moment.” The All-seeing Immortal Mirror shone in with an Immortal light and the Nine Province Continent appeared. Immortal King Tian Yuan was curious about what got Shen Wu so interested in some no-name Lower World. Immortal Lord Shen Wu stared at the lands reflected in the mirror, “Immortal King Tian Yuan, can the All-seeing Immortal Mirror sense immortal energy?” Tian Yuan beamed, “There are twelve traces of immortal energy, but the Immortals are dead. Their traces aren’t long for this world.” “Where are they?” “There, Immortal Lord.” The All-seeing Immortal Mirror’s image shifted and showed lofty mountains. The image crested one peak and halted above a huge mountain. Shen Wu and Tian Yuan watched Qiu Qiantu’s group and the three people on the Soaring Immortal Mountain. “My Sacred Immortal Sword!” Shen Wu recognized the sword in Chen Changan’s hand from anywhere as his voice turned icy. Before Chen Changan, twelve fires burned bright. Shen Wu squinted, “My twelve Immortal Generals!” Shen Wu and Tian Yuan saw Chen Changan’s icy stare lift up at the sky, right into their eyes. The All-seeing Immortal Mirror shattered with a loud crack and the image faded. Tian Yuan winced. “How could the All-seeing Immortal Mirror just break like this?”