Rear Garden.

The starry sky was pristine, the stars dazzling.

Beidou, Nandou, Ziwei, Taibai, Taiyin, and numerous other constellations revolved around the Palace of the Polestar as their center.

As the core of the Heavenly Court, the Palace of the Polestar was the true central point of all realms.

This was not a geographical center, but a conceptual one. Whether the Mortal World, the underworld, or the vast cosmic void, the Palace of the Polestar occupied the position of utmost centrality.

As long as the Heavenly Court Master issued a command, troops could be dispatched to any location in the Mortal World.

At this moment, the radiance of countless stars converged atop the Jade Platform by the red water.

Floating atop the Jade Platform was a golden divine sword.

The sword had four engraved sides: one inscribed with stars, one with a multitude of celestial beings and mortals, one with demons and ghosts, and the last with the sublime scenery of an Immortal Palace, along with a divine statue clad in a multicolored celestial robe.

This was the Pure Yang Human Emperor Sword, though now it was unlikely to be called the Human Emperor Sword anymore.

Simply being referred to as the Pure Yang Sword was already fitting.

This immortal artifact, forged with the Cycle of Celestial Stars, Taiyin and Taiyang, Human Dao Dragon Qi, and Innate Ancestor Qi, possessed the power to annihilate space and sever all things.

It could sever tangible objects as well as intangible ones: karma, karmic hindrances, evil, fear, inner demons, the aura of death, and so on.

In short, this was a court-suppressing divine artifact, capable of killing and saving individuals alike.

The Heavenly Court had two life-extending treasures: one was the red water beneath their feet, and the other was the laurel transformed into the Taiyin Fruit.

Now there was also this divine sword.

If someone entered the twilight of their years, their organs failing and death aura running rampant, Song Lin could simply strike them lightly with this sword, instantly restoring their youthful vigor and vitality.

While it was unknown how many years this extended one's life, theoretically, a casual strike now and then could grant immortality.

Beyond individual use, it also had applications for communities. If a massive epidemic were to occur in the Mortal World... well, such a situation was now reality.

Song Lin caressed the divine sword, turning his attention to the Mortal World.

A green mist had begun spreading across the Ancestor Star.

Whether cultivators or mortals, their bodies were enveloped by the green mist. Those afflicted gradually lost all vitality, mana, and spirit, ultimately dissolving into a puddle of foul liquid.

The green mist spread rapidly, sweeping through every place inhabited by living beings in less than half a day.

This was an apocalyptic catastrophe.

A calamity targeting the lower and middle strata.

The enemy was shrewd, knowing they could not harm high-level cultivators and instead opting for this method to sever the Heavenly Court's foundations.

In the Mortal World, Fire Department True Monarch Luu Yunsheng was in deliberation with a group of Alchemists.

"Have the Breaking Miasma Pills been distributed?"

"True Monarch, we have already dissolved the pills into water, and the people's symptoms have somewhat improved, but the miasma's damage cannot be fully stopped."

"Stop using standard pills and try the Three-Transformation Detoxification Pill."

Luu Yunsheng, youthful in appearance, had long been practicing alchemy. Due to reforging his body with True Fire, his hair had absorbed Fire Qi, transforming into flames that formed a fiery crown of Samadhi True Fire, exuding a commanding presence.

"I fear it won't work. Most of the infected this time are lower-level cultivators who cannot withstand the medicinal potency of such pills."

"Then continue using the standard pills without cessation, regardless of the cost. Additionally, inform Yin Emperor Yuanbo to have the City Gods assist in separating the healthy from the infected to prevent the miasma from spreading further."

Luu Yunsheng swiftly delegated tasks to the various Immortal Officials, then added, "This seat will work on solving the issue. I need a month."

"Understood!"

The assembly dispersed.

Before his alchemy furnace, Luu Yunsheng pondered deeply.

There was no need to develop a brand-new pill; combining the Breaking Miasma Pill with the Detoxification Pill would suffice to create a cure.

However, the combined pill required a Three-Transformation quality, which most cultivators could not endure, let alone ordinary mortals.

His task now was to study how to allow mortals to absorb its medicinal effects while retaining the cure's efficacy.

Luu Yunsheng considered over a hundred potential solutions.

These included combining it with other pills or adjusting the ratio of specific ingredients.

Each solution required individual verification.

A month should suffice, and if progress was made, the timeline could be compressed to ten days.

During those ten days, the afflicted would only be left to their own fate.

Countless lives would be lost in the meantime.

Luu Yunsheng found it unbearable to imagine.

This Upper Pure Demon Tribulation wielded such devastating power.

A mere lapse in vigilance could result in the loss of over half the Ancestor Star's living beings within ten days.

"Forget it; I must seek the Heavenly Emperor's assistance. I cannot solve this alone."

Luu Yunsheng sighed deeply.

For the sake of all beings, he decided against forcing himself and prepared to learn from the Heavenly Emperor's methods.

Just as he intended to return to the Palace of the Polestar, a commotion outside drew his attention.

"What happened?"

Luu Yunsheng stepped outside the great hall to investigate.

In the firmament appeared a divine sword with four sides.

The divine sword stretched so far it seemed immeasurable, and it descended upon the Mortal World with a might beyond measure.

BOOM!

From the void, it seemed as if the sword cleaved the stars in two. As the Sword Qi descended, golden radiance spiraled outward, sweeping across the globe like ripples in water.

Each person was struck by the Sword Qi.

All diseases were eradicated, and those on the brink of death were restored to peak vitality.

"This... I truly cannot replicate such power,"

Luu Yunsheng muttered, stunned. Even after regaining his composure, he could not help but sigh.

This level of power was beyond anything he could wield. Forget about it—better to stick to alchemy.

The crisis was, at least, resolved.

"Heh, so that's how it works. That divine sword is mine."

Suddenly, the sky turned pitch black. From the void emerged a colossal demon, towering to the heavens and the earth.

Its figure resembled that of a lion with one black and one white head, enveloped in Demon Fire and emanating a sinister, overwhelming aura.

At the sight of this being, everyone was immobilized, unable to control their movements.

Demon King Duanpo!

Song Lin, who had been secluded in the Palace of the Polestar all this time, was finally targeted by the Demon King, who sought to claim Song Lin's body for himself.

Thus, the two clashed fiercely in the vast cosmic void.

Just then, a small, yellow-clad figure arrived at the scene.

"Hmm? A fight has started?"

Taishi concealed himself to observe.

The power of both combatants made him feel gravely threatened, particularly Song Lin, one of his greatest nemeses. He could not believe this man had grown so formidable.

This was the perfect opportunity to see if Taishi could exploit any weaknesses.

Song Lin manifested his Nine-Transformation Golden Body, wielding the Pure Yang Immortal Device as the battle with the Demon King plunged the heavens into chaos.

"Roar!"

Just then, Chao Tianhou arrived with an army of thousands of zombies.

The zombies engaged the Heavenly Court's forces, while Chao Tianhou joined the fray between the two combatants.

Initially struggling to cope, the Demon King, unable to overpower Song Lin's body, was now elated to have reinforcement.

Yet, Song Lin merely smiled faintly, conjuring another Wutian Buddha Ancestor Dharma Image.

Two Heavenly Immortals—one black, one white.

The situation was once more under his control.

Had the Twelve Yuan Chen's cultivation not already reached its peak, Song Lin could summon twelve more Heavenly Immortals to obliterate his foes.

The Black Dragon Bodhisattva emerged from the Demon World, joining Bodhi and the Black Elephant to suppress the other Heavenly Demons.

Witnessing this, the Demon King belatedly realized the truth. "No wonder there was a mole—so it was you all along."

"Ha! With the True Demon King awakened, how could I serve a pretender like you?"

Enraged, the Demon King prepared to unleash his wrath, but Song Lin cleaved him in two with a single strike. The Wutian Dharma absorbed part of his Demonic Qi, prompting the Demon King to flee in terror.

Chao Tianhou fled even faster, abandoning the zombie army entirely.

Taishi stood dumbfounded, watching it all unfold.

This man was invincible.

There was no way this Demon Tribulation could suppress Song Lin; he would have to wait many more years for another opportunity.

But would there even be another chance?

If Song Lin emerged victorious and regained his freedom, he would undoubtedly unify this Small Thousand World.

Taishi followed the Demon King and the others into deep space.

In the depths of space, they encountered an even more formidable figure—Emperor Yi.

"Heh, your cultivation levels are shallow. Why not submit to this king? I only desire Song Lin's life."

And thus, they formed an alliance. The outcome of this Demon Tribulation hinged upon their newfound pact.

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