The Greedy Wolf Immortal Emperor was dumbfounded!

He hadn't expected this person to be so crazy, breaking the seal directly.

Watching the endless winds of the Three Calamities spread.

Reason returned instantly.

"You little bastard! You deserve to die!"

Despite his extreme anger, he quickly left the Taixu Palace.

Three calamities and calamities.

A mere graze will cause injury, a collision will be fatal!

The Greedy Wolf Immortal Emperor had no desire to confront him head-on.

Chu Feng watched as the Three Calamities Wind continued to surge forth, and the Nine Calamities Seeds within the Holy Light Path surged.

A devouring force spread.

In an instant, the massive amount of the Three Calamities Wind transformed into a raging torrent and entered it.

An endless calamity wind rippled, and the Taixu Palace vanished into nothingness in an instant.

Chu Feng stood there.

Like a fish entering the sea, they enjoyed themselves to the fullest.

Greedy Wolf Immortal Palace.

Tens of thousands of palaces stretch endlessly, spanning millions of miles, filled with the aura of immortals, and teeming with countless immortal cultivators.

At this moment, everyone looked towards the Taixu Palace.

A disheveled figure flew out quickly, his scalp was disheveled, and fear appeared in his eyes.

His appearance was none other than the Greedy Wolf Immortal Emperor.

"Ah—you damned thing! I will tear your tendons and refine your soul, tormenting you for eternity!"

The disciples of the Greedy Wolf Sect were dumbfounded!

Is this still the usually calm and composed Greedy Wolf Emperor?

Why are you acting like a shrew?

But then everyone realized what was happening, and they all turned pale and trembled with fear.

The Taixu Palace exploded.

An endless storm of calamity spread.

Everyone felt a heavy shadow of death loom over their hearts.

Although they are far apart.

But they can deeply sense the things that evoke fear from the depths of their hearts.

His soul trembled, as if it were about to leave his body and dissipate.

The Great Dao trembled, showing faint signs of collapse.

Even more bizarrely, the seemingly endless lifespan was rapidly diminishing, while the vitality was disappearing.

The Three Calamities: Calamity of the Dao, Calamity of Lifespan, Calamity of the Soul!

It's terrifying from a great distance; imagine how terrifying it would be if you were actually there.

There is only one possible outcome.

Extinction!

Countless cultivators fled in terror, their souls nearly leaving their bodies.

"Ah—the Three Calamities Wind! The Three Calamities Wind! Run!"

"Heavens! How could such a terrifying thing exist in my Greedy Wolf Immortal Realm?"

"Oh my god, this is terrifying! I don't want to become an immortal! I want to go home!"

"Where is the Emperor? Why hasn't the Emperor made a move yet?"

"What are you talking about? Didn't you see he got ahead of us?"

...

In an instant, the Greedy Wolf Immortal Realm was thrown into chaos.

As the supreme emperor, the Greedy Wolf Immortal Emperor took the lead at the crucial moment, running directly to the front.

He understood that the Three Calamities had erupted.

My own temple will surely be destroyed, with absolutely no hope of survival.

As for the young man who had taken his peaches, he felt only helplessness.

The Three Calamities Seed must be being refined by the opponent.

Although this person is merely a lowly ant, his level of danger is comparable to that of a top-tier Immortal Emperor.

...

Beyond the desolate immortal realm, in the endless chaos.

Two figures sat cross-legged, with an ancient chessboard in the center.

One of the young men held a white piece, while the other, an elderly man in a Taoist robe, held a black piece.

The young man looked at the chessboard, and the white piece he held up trembled slightly.

However, this slight tremor was noticed by the old man opposite him.

Wang Mang—your mind is in turmoil!

The old man spoke slowly, a hint of mockery in his cloudy eyes.

"Hongjun, you can see through my Dao Heart? You are truly overestimating yourself!" Wang Mang frowned slightly, but quickly regained his composure.

Hongjun remained silent, a hint of mockery playing on his lips as he stared intently at the other man.

He was the first saint of the wilderness.

Self: It existed before chaos was created.

He thought he had everything under control in the Desolate Immortal Realm, but as one major event after another occurred, he felt more and more uneasy.

It seems as if a mastermind is behind all of this.

The ancient war, the Lich War, the Investiture of the Gods, the Journey to the West...

Even the creation myth of Pangu seems to be shrouded in conspiracy.

They've been speculating for billions of years, but they still haven't found the mastermind behind it all.

This made Hongjun even more terrified.

Unexpectedly, this person found him directly five thousand years ago.

And they even exposed their own family background.

You need to play a game of chess with yourself.

Chaos is the chessboard, and all living beings in the wilderness are the chess pieces.

Extremely terrifying!

But throughout all these endless years, he has been at a disadvantage.

Now, Wang Mang merely twitched his finger, giving Hongjun a glimmer of hope for a comeback.

...

At this moment, Wang Mang appeared calm, but in reality, his heart was filled with turbulent emotions.

Although he was deep in the chaos, not a single blade of grass or tree in the desolate immortal realm could escape his all-seeing eyes.

What he didn't expect was...

Chu Feng actually escaped from that cage.

Beyond the initial estimate, it also disrupted the plan!

The Three Calamities of the Immortal Realm erupted.

Wang Mang had made ample preparations, but he still coveted human greed.

"Greedy Wolf, you're a piece of trash! A piece of trash!"

He cursed inwardly, a sense of regret swirling within him.

I shouldn't have let that guy guard the cage.

But what's done is done, and all we can do is try to fix things after the damage is done.

A wisp of divine thought detached from the body and headed towards the desolate immortal realm.

Although this wisp of divine thought was only one in a billion, he still made arrangements quickly.

...

Hongjun, sitting opposite him, looked at the chessboard and pondered deeply.

He understood that the situation had changed; otherwise, Wang Mang would never have lost his composure like this.

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