Chapter 473: Where is the Eternal Lord?

At this moment, in the Second Great Mortal World.

*Boom!* *Boom!* *Boom!*

Countless explosions continued to erupt above the devastated heavens, illuminating the darkened skies with brilliant flashes of light.

Each explosion represented the final sacrifice of a cultivator who had chosen to burn everything they possessed in exchange for a fleeting opportunity.

Across the vast Mortal World, countless beings stared at the terrifying spectacle unfolding above their heads, their expressions filled with grief and despair.

Some wept silently and some clenched their fists until their nails pierced their palms, unable to accept the helplessness they felt.

The mortals knelt upon the ground, raising their heads towards the heavens as they continued to pray.

They knew that the cultivators fighting above were the final hope of the Lower Realm.

Yet, even after witnessing so many supreme prodigies sacrifice themselves, the outcome was still uncertain.

The difference in strength between the two sides was simply too great.

The Upper Realm possessed countless Immortal Ascension cultivators, Half Immortals, and even genuine Immortals.

Meanwhile, the Lower Realm had already lost most of its defensive formations, countless ancient experts, and the greater portion of its strongest cultivators.

What could they possibly use to overcome such a disparity?

Nothing.

At least, that was what the overwhelming majority believed.

Yet, those who were still fighting never expected to win through strength alone.

They were buying time, becoming cannon fodder for it, and they were doing it willingly.

Above the shattered mountains, Jiang Chengxuan stood with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

His aura was unstable, and the Spiritual Energy within his body had nearly been exhausted.

Beside him, Wang Daoyun’s Heaven and Earth Immortal Sword Intent flickered like a dying candle. His injuries had reached a point where even his formidable Sword Light Sacred Body could no longer suppress them.

Yan Jingfei was in no better condition.

Her countless Immortal arts and Divine Powers had already been pushed to their limits, and the countless possibilities she could perceive were rapidly narrowing towards a single, devastating outcome.

Yao Qiuyue, who had only just arrived at the Heavenly Region, gazed at the distant battlefield with reddened eyes.

If they continued to wait, there might come a moment when nobody was left to buy any more time.

At that point, everything would be over.

Jiang Chengxuan slowly clenched his fists.

He looked at the distant sky, his expression becoming resolute.

"If this is the only way..."

He did not finish his sentence, but the implications behind it were clear.

Wang Daoyun slowly raised his head, his gaze resting upon the sword that lay beside him.

His fingers trembled slightly as he reached for its hilt.

Yan Jingfei closed her eyes.

For a brief moment, she recalled the countless miracles she had witnessed throughout her life, the innumerable turning points where a single decision had altered the trajectory of her entire existence.

Yet, now, no matter how many futures she tried to divine, she could not find a clear path to survival.

Unless...

A faint image appeared within her mind.

It was of a figure standing at the peak of a mountain, overlooking the entire world beneath the heavens and possessing the power to destroy heaven and earth.

Yan Jingfei slowly opened her eyes.

Master...

Will you really return?

She had already sent her message through the Symphony of Infinite Distance, but there was no reply.

She had done everything she could.

Now, all she could do was make one final gamble.

Jiang Chengxuan took a deep breath.

Wang Daoyun’s Sword Intent began to burn.

Yao Qiuyue’s remaining Spiritual Energy surged through her body.

The remaining supreme prodigies all began to circulate their cultivation techniques, about to follow the countless cultivators who had sacrificed themselves before them.

But at that very moment, a terrifying pressure suddenly descended from the heavens!

It arrived without warning, but the instant this pressure appeared, the entire Mortal World seemed to freeze.

The raging winds stopped, the shattered mountains ceased trembling, and even the countless explosions illuminating the heavens appeared to slow for a fraction of a moment.

The worldly laws of the Second Great Mortal World all paused.

Jiang Chengxuan’s expression changed drastically, Wang Daoyun’s pupils contracted, Yan Jingfei’s body stiffened, while Yao Qiuyue felt as though an invisible mountain had descended upon her shoulders.

They could not move or circulate their cultivation techniques. Even their thoughts seemed to become sluggish beneath that overwhelming pressure.

It was as if the entire Mortal World had fallen under the control of a single existence.

The next moment, a cold voice resounded above the battlefield.

"Enough."

The Lightning Tribulation Divine Deity stood amidst the ruins of the heavens, his golden armor shining beneath the dim light.

Violet blue lightning coiled around his body, his handsome face as indifferent as ever, but his brows were slightly furrowed.

He was displeased.

The attacks of the Lower Realm cultivators were insignificant in his eyes. Even the combined self-detonations of countless prodigies was like a grain of dust brushing past him.

They could hurt Half Immortals with that tactic at most, but he was someone already three realms into immortality, a Heaven Immortal.

However, he was confused.

Why?

Why would these insignificant ants go so far?

They knew they could not defeat him and that the disparity between them was unimaginable.

Yet, one after another, they had chosen to sacrifice their lives.

What exactly were they trying to accomplish?

The Lightning Tribulation Divine Deity narrowed his eyes as a terrifying Divine Sense fluctuation swept across the entire Second Great Mortal World.

In that instant, his Divine Sense penetrated the minds of virtually every being beneath the Immortal Realm.

Countless thoughts flooded into his consciousness.

There was fear, despair, hatred, resignation, prayers, and, hidden beneath all these emotions, a singular conviction.

We must buy enough time!

The Eternal Lord will return!

The Lightning Tribulation Divine Deity’s brows furrowed even further.

He processed the thoughts of countless beings at a speed that even Half Immortals could scarcely comprehend.

Within a single instant, he understood the reason behind their seemingly irrational actions.

They were not fighting to defeat him or even survive, but buying time for someone who had not appeared until now, someone they believed could reverse the outcome of the Cleansing.

The Lightning Tribulation Divine Deity slowly raised his head.

"The Eternal Lord..."

He murmured the title, trying to recall something from the depths of his memories.

Unfortunately, he found nothing particularly noteworthy.

He had never heard of such a figure in the Upper Realm, as for the Lower Realm, he knew nothing either.

Then again, why would he care about the titles of insignificant beings from the Lower Realm?

And daring to use Eternal in their Dao title as a mere Lower Realm being, what a bold ant.

However, the fact that so many cultivators were willing to die for this person inevitably aroused a trace of curiosity in his heart.

Was this Eternal Lord truly powerful?

Or had these insects simply placed their hopes upon an imaginary savior because they could no longer accept their impending destruction?

The Lightning Tribulation Divine Deity’s expression gradually returned to indifference.

It does not matter.

Whether the Eternal Lord existed or not, the outcome would remain unchanged.

If that person truly dared to appear, he would just kill him.

The Lightning Tribulation Divine Deity’s Divine Sense swept across the Mortal World once more.

This time, however, it concentrated upon a particular group of people: the members of the Eternal Peak.

His gaze paused, a faint fluctuation of interest appearing in his eyes.

"Found you."

With a mere thought, the worldly laws surrounding Yan Jingfei suddenly twisted.

Before she could react, her body vanished from where she stood.

In the next instant, she appeared directly before the Lightning Tribulation Divine Deity.

Her injured body floated helplessly in the air, her long hair drifting behind her.

The pressure surrounding her was so terrifying that she could barely maintain consciousness.

Nevertheless, she raised her head and stared at the golden armored Immortal before her.

The Lightning Tribulation Divine Deity examined her carefully, his eyes suddenly narrowing.

"Interesting, the Dao of Time?"

He could sense something unusual surrounding this woman’s existence.

She actually had faint fluctuations of the Dao of Time on her being.

They were extremely subtle, almost impossible for ordinary Immortals to detect, yet they were unmistakably present.

The Lightning Tribulation Divine Deity stared at her for a moment longer.

Then, he asked in a calm voice.

"Tell me, where is the Eternal Lord?"