There were no accidents in this underworld.

Lin Qiye brought An Qingyu back to heaven within two hours, just as they had agreed before leaving.

Taiyi Zhenren looked at the man with Cthulhu's aura with a complicated expression, "Are you really ready?"

"I'm ready." An Qingyu nodded, "Let's get started as soon as possible, so as to avoid any more trouble."

"...Come with us."

Led by the two Golden Immortals, everyone walked along the bluestone avenue inside the South Gate of Heaven and headed straight into the depths of Heaven.

No one spoke along the way, only the occasional cry of cranes could be heard from afar. As they went deeper, the spiritual energy became more and more dense. After an unknown amount of time, they stopped in front of an open space without a palace.

This is the rear of the Lingxiao Palace, and also the core part of the Heavenly Palace. Many divine figures have gathered around the white jade-like bricks and stones. When they saw the two Golden Immortals and the three crimson figures coming over, the voices of their conversations suddenly weakened.

Their eyes were focused on An Qingyu, with different expressions of helplessness, regret, calmness...

In the center of the open space, a magnificent white sword tower stood tall, with hundreds of steps leading to the top of the tower. At this moment, four ancient fairy swords were suspended in the air at the top floor, exuding a solemn and terrifying aura.

"That is one of the immortal killing formations of my heavenly court, the Immortal Execution Sword Formation." Guang Chengzi spoke slowly.

"This sword formation can ignore your rapid recovery and instantly wipe out your body and soul... and it won't cause you any pain."

Feeling the destructive aura coming from the four immortal swords, Lin Qiye and the others' faces changed. Even though they were still more than a hundred meters away from the Zhuxian Sword Formation, they felt as if the swords were pressed against their throats. They had a sense of crisis of life and death. This level of lethality was more than enough to kill a main god in seconds.

An Qingyu raised his head, his eyes reflecting the power of the four immortal swords, and nodded calmly:

"I just need to walk into the sword formation, and that's it?"

Guang Chengzi was slightly startled when he saw his calm expression. After a long while, he replied:

"……yes."

"Okay, I'll go then."

An Qingyu didn't hesitate at all. He walked straight to the steps leading to the sword tower and walked up.

Just then, a hand gently grabbed his wrist.

An Qingyu looked back and saw Lin Qiye and Cao Yuan following behind him with complicated looks in their eyes.

"Qiye, you said you would respect my choice." An Qingyu said helplessly.

"I know. I won't stop you." Lin Qiye pointed to the towering sword tower. "We will accompany you on this last journey."

Cao Yuan's eyes were red and he nodded heavily.

An Qingyu was silent for a long time, and a gentle smile appeared on his face, "Okay."

He turned around and continued walking upwards. The three crimson shadows stepped through the pressure of the immortal sword step by step, and walked side by side towards the end of death without changing their expressions.

"Sigh..." At the foot of the stairs, Wang Mian sighed and turned his head away, unable to bear to watch any longer.

"Perhaps this is the fate of the special team." Wu Laogou, wearing a hood, stood beside Wang Mian and spoke softly, "In this era, how many people who stay by each other's side can make it to the end?"

Zuo Qing stood behind the two of them, staring at the three figures about to reach the top, his hands tightly clenched under his cloak...

"Just send it here."

An Qingyu stepped onto the last step and stood on the top of the White Sword Tower. He took a deep breath and said, "The rest of the way will be my own journey... Captain."

Lin Qiye stood beside him, looked at him for a long time, and then nodded heavily.

An Qingyu walked to the top floor of the sword tower and stood still under the four immortal swords that carried murderous aura.

"An Qingyu, have you thought it through?" The Jade Emperor, who was standing on the Zhuxian Sword Formation, spoke in a deep voice, "Once this sword formation is activated, there will be no turning back for you."

An Qingyu nodded calmly:

"Um."

Upon seeing this, the Jade Emperor said no more. As he raised his hands, lines of spiritual energy rapidly spread from the four immortal swords, instantly covering the entire sword tower!

Endless sword beams gathered above An Qingyu's head, and his eyes slowly closed...

Boom!

At this moment, a dull roar erupted from the sword tower, and the ground beneath everyone's feet began to shake violently!

A chaotic black light burst out from the bottom of the tower, and the tall sword tower collapsed piece by piece. The black light circled and flew to An Qingyu's side like a dragon, and turned into a blurry and strange face.

The moment this face was exposed to the air, everyone's expression changed!

"The aura of a Ke-type god?!" Master Chen said in surprise, "How could there be a Ke-type god under the sword tower?"

"Such a strong aura fluctuation...even not inferior to the [Black Goat]?" Zuo Qing muttered to himself. He stared at the blurry and chaotic face, and his eyes narrowed slightly as if he thought of something.

"Oh no! He is Nyarlathotep!"

"Fu Xingzhi [Chaos]? Is he the one of the three pillar gods who enjoys playing with people's hearts?" Lin Qiye's face suddenly changed.

He clearly remembered the evaluation of the Three Pillars God in the archives of Utopia: One of the most important characteristics of Chaos is its passion for deceiving and corrupting human beings, and taking the highest pleasure in plunging human beings into terror and despair until they eventually become insane.

But so far, they have never heard any information about Chaos, and its presence is the lowest in everyone's cognition.

The sudden appearance of [Chaos] caught everyone by surprise!

As the sword tower collapsed, the blurry face instantly swallowed An Qingyu. The Jade Emperor, who was suspended above the sword formation, focused his eyes, and four ancient immortal swords burst out at the same time, and the sword formation instantly enveloped the face!

The terrifying sword intent slammed into the face madly, but it just passed through the body lightly, as if it was an illusion that did not exist in the world at all.

Seeing this scene, the Jade Emperor frowned tightly:

"No, He is not Chaos... This is just a part of Chaos' body."

"Part of the body?" Queen Mother Xi held the Kunlun Mirror in her hand, her eyes narrowed slightly, "Is this... His face?"

"Without the real body, this face can't move on its own... His real body must be nearby!" The Jade Emperor raised his head suddenly, his bright eyes swept around, "But... why didn't we even detect a trace of his presence?

Where is He? ? "

puff--!!

Just as the two were talking, a muffled groan suddenly came from the stairs.

Lin Qiye suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, his pupils instantly dimmed, and he fell down helplessly like an unconscious bag.