Seeing this enormous eye makes one imagine just how gigantic its owner truly is, perhaps comparable to this very star.

Without a doubt, there’s a mysterious Half-Step Immortal powerhouse personally overseeing this operation, with the purpose of supervising them and contending with the powerhouses of Immortal Martial Mountain.

"Respect the decree!" The Demon King Gulong and other ancient beings all bowed their noble heads.

"Everyone, make your move!" A mass of light twisted space as it spoke.

The demon fiend with eight hands and eight feet stepped forward, and on the altar stood a demon statue with a hundred hands and a hundred feet. Surrounding the array patterns were the hands, feet, brains, and hearts of a hundred powerful beings.

This demon fiend showed a pious expression, reciting the scriptures of an ancient ancestor in a ritual, calling upon that ancient presence’s will to communicate.

Suddenly, a green light appeared at the top of the statue, an eerie green that finally shot out and vanished without a trace.

"My curse has been unleashed. As long as it’s not within the realm of Earth’s original will, the curse’s power is sufficient to instantly obliterate the life force of a Peak Grotto Void creature, ignoring numerous magical treasure armors." The demon fiend was smug.

It’s important to know that gathering the offerings for the altar took it nearly ten thousand years. Such a cost was not insignificant for it.

But if he could kill the Immortal Martial Taoist, unimaginable rewards from the Immortal beings would be granted.

"Continue." The black shining Demon’s Horned Gulong spoke, glancing at a Demon Saint.

The eight-handed and eight-footed demon fiend asked, "Aren’t we waiting for the curse’s result? You all know my curse’s power. It will surely kill the Immortal Martial Taoist!"

It was very confident, also hoping to claim more rewards upon success.

Gulong gave a mocking smile: "Hehe."

As for what "hehe" means, it’s anyone’s guess.

The remnant Purple Sea Great Saint from the Ten Thousand Beasts Realm took out that Star Lord Realm Demon Saint’s heart. That being had died in the Ten Thousand Beasts Realm battle, leaving only this Path of Cause and Effect talisman.

Now, it had no home to return to, and the Ten Thousand Beasts Realm’s end was near. A Realm Gate stood in the Ten Thousand Beasts Realm, guarded by over a hundred True Immortals, with the true bodies of Immortals paying attention.

Perhaps in a few years or decades, the Ten Thousand Beasts Realm would be completely devoured by Earth, not a blade of grass would remain.

Looking at the Ten Thousand Beasts Realm from outer space, one would only see a bitten apple, with the native creatures and resources likely taken back to the Mountain Gate by humans.

"The cause of the past, the effect of today. Your Earth Civilization digs my Ten Thousand Beasts Realm’s roots, today I’ll take a life, and the Path of Cause and Effect will not refuse me!"

The Purple Sea Great Saint’s heart was aflame with anger, flames spouting out, landing on the beating heart, which immediately ignited.

Wang Xuan’s figure appeared in the flames, with the Purple Sea Great Saint’s gaze fixed on him, surging demonic power like a raging sea poured into the heart.

An invisible thread drifted from the burning heart, instantly merging with the world, vanishing without a trace.

Subsequently, the demons from the Abyss stepped forward, and the elder of the Spirit Race also made a move, sparing no effort to put the Immortal Martial Taoist to death.

"So many peak powerhouses from various races, acting together for a Celestial Immortal. Even if the Immortal Martial Taoist dies, it would be a death of great momentum."

"If the Immortal Martial Taoist doesn’t die, us old fossils who’ve lived for tens of thousands of years would truly lose face completely."

"No, he will surely die!"

...

Light-years away, Wang Xuan had already seen the ancient, profound, enormous gate. This time out, without storm or wave, he was not disappointed.

Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows, and then closed his eyes, using his spirit to sense the inexplicable tremor coming.

This was his mental power sensing something wrong, and also the monstrous fortune of Earth’s original will giving him a warning.

The Creation Domain unfolded in an instant, covering a hundred miles around like a tide, then abruptly shrank to ten miles, concentrating its power.

The Star Hall flew out to position above his head, transformed into a hundred feet in length and width, receiving the surrounding starlight, activating the protective array.

The Sword of Will, condensed from the Primordial Spirit Sword Embryo, swirled around him like a swimming dragon, alert to any possible crises.

A soaring purple light emerged from Wang Xuan’s body, with his Purple Blood Golden Body also activated to peak state, with such vigorous energy and blood making him look like an endless energy sun.

Wang Xuan’s combat power was already adjusted to its peak within moments.

A lightning-fast green light flew from afar, traversing the space, and in the blink of an eye covered billions of miles.

With just a glance, the green light reached in front of him, heading straight for his head.

The curse radiated a sinister, decayed, dark power, green and creepy.

Wang Xuan understood in his heart, should this green light fall upon his head, the curse would attach itself to his flesh body, spirit, primordial spirit, and even magical power, devouring him step by step, and pushing him into the abyss.

With his constitution and profound Path of Creation, he might not die, but he would certainly pay a huge price.

"Fire, come!"

Wang Xuan shouted, causing the space to ripple, horrendous power crashing out like ocean waves.

Life creation within the Creation Domain instantly gathered above his head, a massive flame arose, the breath of life dense as if the God of Life had descended.

This flame burned not only life force but also the essence of Wang Xuan’s Path of Creation, and each second of burning was enough to create a Celestial Immortal.

The green light curse descended, landing above Wang Xuan, the dark, decayed power and the Fire of Life were absolute extremes.

As the green light fell, it sizzled in the flames, constantly dissolving, also dimming the Fire of Life.

Endless life force gathered into this Fire of Life, and Wang Xuan’s Creation Domain shrank continuously, the consumption unimaginably huge.

Yet in the end, the green light still didn’t fall, eventually disappearing without a trace, while Wang Xuan’s Creation Domain also thinned by three parts.

"Such a green light also makes my heart uneasy." Wang Xuan couldn’t help but wipe the nonexistent sweat from his forehead.

Such a vicious curse, if touched, even if expelled later, would likely leave an unspeakable negative state.

He looked up at the stars and made a gesture of being alright.

"I wonder if the ancestors have caught a clue." He thought to himself.

Since that curse appeared here, its source can be traced, and through following the trail, the true-tier alien race casting the curse could be found.

"Boom!"

Just as Wang Xuan thought of this, a massive arm appeared in the starry sky, smashing the space with a wave, opening up a wormhole.

The other end of the wormhole led directly to a desolate planet. Dozens of true-tier creatures showed startled expressions, barely having time to flee before a Martial Arts Sword Talisman descended.

In the instant the Sword Talisman fell, it transformed into an Immortal Sword soaring to the heavens, slashing down the star with a single stroke, while a Void creature’s eyes narrowed, roaring in anger, swinging its fist, but its expression froze.

When the Martial Arts Sword was drawn, it could slay all Demons and Ghosts in the world, and even a Void creature struggling with all its might was merely handled with a single sword.