Volume 3, Chapter 131: Climbing to the top of the upside-down sky.

Ye Tingmu kept his head down and did not dare to turn around and look behind him.

There was no extra expression on his face or in his eyes at this moment, just indifference, indifference, and indifference.

His heart had never been so calm as it was at this moment. The calmness was frightening, even to himself.

Only the hand holding the sword was trembling slightly at this moment.

"Thank you for your hard work. Leave the rest to me." A deep voice sounded, comforting the people who were already devastated.

After saying this, he looked up in front of him, at the ninth heaven above the stairs.

At this moment, the moment he looked at them, the tens of thousands of remaining guards of the heavens were instantly in disarray.

Their hearts began to tremble at this moment. When those eyes, which seemed to be covered with a layer of gray, looked at them, they felt that at this moment, what they were facing was not a person at all, but a bottomless abyss.

It is the beast under the cold pond and the god of death in hell.

He came back, and brought back the sword of the Immortal King. What this meant was obvious, and they knew it clearly in their hearts.

Seeing this, the nine-headed lion slowly closed its eighteen eyes. The faith that supported it disappeared, and its life completely ended at this moment.

When the master dies, the heart dies.

"The Immortal King has been defeated."

"No..why."

Some of them were afraid, some were desperate, and at this moment they all knelt on the ground. They were not kneeling for Ye Tingmu, but for the last despair in their hearts.

The collapse of faith.

Loneliness, helplessness, and unwillingness completely surrounded them at this moment.

"Your king is dead. Those who surrender will live, and those who stand in the way will be killed."

A cold and ruthless voice sounded, confirming their suspicions.

Ye Tingmu, holding a long sword in his hand, walked up step by step with strong and heavy steps.

Every time he took a step forward, the hearts of the Heavenly Guards would beat faster.

They did not choose to retreat, but looked at the people around them. They looked at each other, and the despair in each other's eyes was obvious.

Ye Tingmu continued to walk forward, ignoring everyone. No one tried to stop him because they knew it would be meaningless.

When Ye Tingmu passed the first person, that person finally dropped the sword in his hand, and it fell to the ground with a crisp and pleasant "clang".

Then the second, the third, and so on and so forth.

At this moment, four black vortexes appeared on the sky again, rippling with waves. Four figures fell from them one after another, and finally landed in the ninth world.

The four immortals were also defeated.

Behind Ye Tingmu, three bronze statues walked out one after another and followed Ye Tingmu closely. The rest of the people in Changhe also came back to their senses from their excitement and joy, held their heads high, and followed Ye Tingmu, followed their king.

At this moment, with the defeat of the four immortals, the guards of the heavens no longer had any thoughts of resistance. They retreated spontaneously, making way for a wide road.

They lowered their proud heads, threw away the weapons in their hands, and also threw away the arrogance in their hearts.

The falling sounds eventually connected into a special melody, like a victory song, congratulating the birth of the new king.

The watcher shook his head helplessly, the longbow in his hand disappeared, and Frost and Snow sighed and stepped aside.

The King of the Hill bowed his head, and the Prophet bent his back.

At this moment, they tacitly chose to compromise and surrendered in a silent manner.

The Immortal King was defeated, they were defeated too, everything was defeated, and a loser naturally has to behave like a loser. But Ye Tingmu in front of him is not only a winner, but according to the rules, he will become the new king, the new Immortal King, after being blessed by the heavens.

And the long river will therefore change the fate of everything. This is the order, the order set by the heavens.

So at this moment they are submitting to the future immortal king.

Ye Tingmu continued to walk forward along the wide stairs, dragging the sword of covering the sky in his hand on the stone steps, and lightning and fire shot out, leaving a deep ravine.

The dazzling sunlight fell, reflecting a sharp cold light on the golden sword.

Every step Ye Tingmu took felt extra heavy. That heaviness did not come from the outside world, but from the heaviness in his heart.

This time he was not carrying one person on his shoulders, but his dead brothers, family members, and partners. Now, he had to complete the journey they had not completed.

One step at a time, until you reach the top and finally step onto the ninth heaven.

He raised his eyes slightly, and everything hanging upside down in the sky came into view.

In front of me is the gate of the Ninth Heaven. Crossing it is a huge square. The flames of war have not yet reached this place, but the war has already ended.

So at this moment the square in front of you is clean and free of dust.

On both sides of the square, the stone sculptures are lifelike. They are dressed in golden armor and stand on both sides of the avenue, solemn and majestic, extending to the end.

There was a high platform there, and on the platform, a throne made of pure gold lay there quietly, emitting golden light under the scorching sun.

That is the immortal throne, the lifelong dream of the strong. It symbolizes power, strength, and supreme glory.

Once you sit on it, you will be the immortal king, and you will be the supreme ruler of the eternal starry sea.

The sight continues forward and upward. Behind the throne are ten towering stone statues, as tall as the reflection of the heavens. They are also cast in gold.

Although it is a dead object, it still possesses supreme majesty and is lifelike. When people see it, they can't help but want to kneel down and worship it.

Some of them are human-like but not-human, some have wings on their backs, and some have ghost faces and beast bodies... One of them is very familiar to Ye Tingmu, a creature with three heads and six arms, exactly the same as the heavenly punishment he had once struck down on the Heavenly Road.

He knew that this was the Tenth Heaven.

Ten golden statues of the gods stood here, and at this moment all eyes seemed to be focused on him, and an ominous and restless emotion began to emerge in his heart.

Ye Tingmu took a deep breath and looked directly at the ten statues. He had no intention of surrendering at all and just looked at them like that.

The heavenly guards and the four immortals all around looked at Ye Tingmu, who dared to look directly at the statue of the gods. They looked at each other and whispered to each other.

When seeing the images of the heavens, one must bow one's head and not look directly at them. Otherwise, it would be disrespectful and the heavens would punish you. This is common sense known to everyone in the Eternal Immortal Realm.

But today, Ye Tingmu never bowed his head. Not only him, but also the three bronze statues behind him and the people in Changhe, like him, no one bowed their heads.

At this moment, they are defying the heavens.

This made the Eternals' hearts waver again. What kind of people were they? They were not afraid of life and death, and their courage was soaring to the sky. They even thought that maybe this was the reason why they could win.

Ye Tingmu's gaze moved downwards, looking at the immortal throne, then turned back to look at the people behind him. Every familiar face was covered in scars. His gaze continued downwards, and he could not see the end of the stone steps, each inch stained with blood.

His vision became blurry at this moment, and in the blur he seemed to see his deceased brothers standing there, standing on the stone steps.

They looked at themselves, their eyes full of anticipation.

Ye Tingmu turned around and whispered softly.

"Your wish is that I sit on this throne, so that you can rest in peace? Then I will sit on it in front of you, and you all have to watch out and not fall asleep..."

He took another step forward, and the bloody footprints extended forward.