The Three Realms teetered on the brink of collapse, as the aftershocks of two opposing forces threatened to destroy the entire world.

Even as the major powers exhausted all their efforts, the collision between the Great Formation of the Entire Sky and the Demon Banner still left the world in a treacherous state.

No one had expected the Jade Emperor to be so resolute; upon seeing the battle turning against him, he adopted a scorched-earth policy.

"He’s gone mad, completely mad!" someone murmured to themselves.

Continuing to fight in this way would ruin the Three Realms, yet the Jade Emperor showed no signs of giving up, a move that shocked everyone greatly.

After all, as the Lord of the Three Realms, he would be the unluckiest should the realms be left in shambles.

"We can’t go on like this, or the destruction of the Three Realms would leave us as trees without roots," Guanyin said, frowning.

Everyone knew that the Jade Emperor was forcing them to take a side.

Maitreya clenched his teeth; he knew it was time to make a choice, and though extremely reluctant, he still chose the Heavenly Court. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

After all, even with the support of the Demon Clan, the prowess of the Great Formation of the Entire Sky would still be hard to withstand.

The Jade Emperor was bent on mutual destruction, and he was powerless to stop it, but if he supported the Heavenly Court, the overall situation would be secured, and the Three Realms would shift from danger to safety.

"Alas, prepare to make a move against Luzhou in the North," sighed Maitreya.

Such sighs were also uttered by other faction leaders, for the Jade Emperor had effectively held all living beings hostage within the Three Realms with his ruthless tactics.

Though reluctant, they had no choice but to make this decision.

"It’s such a pity for the Demon Clan who painstakingly planned and invested immense effort to reach this point, only to have it all fall through," someone said with a sigh.

The words were filled with frustration, as it was their best opportunity to topple the Heavenly Court, something they had waited countless years for. Missing this chance meant the next opportunity could be infinitely far away.

However, just then, an unexpected change occurred; suddenly, a mysterious aura appeared amidst the turbulent Three Realms.

They emerged in every corner of the Three Realms, at first seeming very ethereal, but they quickly solidified.

Under the sunlight, these auras shone with a multicolored light, exuding an enigmatic presence.

All eyes widened, staring at these mysterious auras, sensing a transcendent power beyond this world.

These auras floated in the air, intertwining and coalescing, and gradually, the silhouette of a palace began to emerge.

The palace was enveloped in an immense purple aura, with auspicious energies in abundance, just looking at it made one feel as if it encompassed the universe and included the Four Seas, with all things within it.

"This is transcendent power!" someone murmured.

This was the power possessed only by the Three Pure Ones and Buddha, and avarice flickered in everyone’s eyes, as no one did not desire the realm of the Three Pure Ones.

But no matter how much they practiced cultivation, they could never touch this power, and so a belief spread that only by sensing the aura of transcendence could one possess its ability.

No one knew the source of the transcendent aura of the Three Pure Ones, but they left this world, this universe, just like that.

Now, within the floating palace, they clearly felt the aura of transcendence, presenting an opportunity, for with this aura one could step into a higher realm.

Their greedy eyes fixated on the still-illusory palace, longing to discern its entirety, yet the palace seemed to be a world away, its true form elusive no matter how they tried.

The moment the phantom palace took shape, the tumult of the Three Realms vanished without a trace, and everyone clearly sensed that under the influence of the palace, the entire world appeared more robust.

It was as if the structure was reinforcing the most fundamental rules of existence.

Maitreya gazed obsessively at the palace; even with his transcendent status, he couldn’t discern its exact form. It was simply not time yet.

"Amitabha Buddha, the time has not come," Maitreya murmured softly.

Though it was regrettable, the palace would not reveal itself before the appropriate time; if it wasn’t for the danger of the Three Realms’ destruction, the palace might have waited to emerge when it was truly meant to.

The most powerful beings could feel such an aura and knew it wasn’t yet time for the palace to appear, leaving them with no choice but to exhale in disappointment.

Fortunately, they possessed long lives, allowing them to await patiently the arrival of that day.

The intense confrontation between the Heavenly Court and the Demon Clan came to an end under the influence of the mysterious palace. Both the Great Formation of the Entire Sky and the fluttering Demon Banner disappeared as if entering another dimension.

Both sides tacitly ceased their struggles, lest that power destroy these treasures.

The Jade Emperor, with a somber face, watched the ethereal palace and whispered to himself, "Is this the treasure you have left for this world?"

Feng Jiu also watched the palace, sighing softly, "Truly worthy of being a legacy left by the Three Pure Ones; it’s indeed beyond our capability to contend with."

Even the proud her had to admit that in front of the Venerated Way of the Three Pure Ones, she was like a child, with no chance to fight back.

"Who knows when we’ll be able to see the real palace," the Demon Master exclaimed with a sigh.

Atop the phantom palace seemed to be a plaque, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn’t make out the name of the palace.

With the unrest’s end, the palace was enveloped in a majestic purple aura, gradually becoming more illusory until it finally disappeared without a trace.

Although the crisis of destruction in the Three Realms had passed, the war in Luzhou in the North still had not been decided.

Previously, the appearance of the mysterious palace had momentarily halted the conflict. Now that everything had settled, the war began anew.

This time, it was a genuine melee.

Both monsters and heavenly soldiers turned into ruthless killing machines in that moment. Their eyes held only enemies, and their minds thought only of slaughter.

As time passed, the number of fallen bodies grew, eventually piling into small mounds. The Heavenly Court, leveraging their vast numerical superiority, gradually compressed the Demon Clan’s territory.

At this rate, the Heavenly Court might manage a pyrrhic victory.

Yet the situation took another turn. A war cry suddenly rang out, and from not far off, a troop of the Demon Clan burst forth with daunting momentum.

Standing in the main camp, the Ziwei Star Lord asked in great annoyance, "Didn’t they say the Demon Clan had thrown their entire force into the battle? Where did this army come from?"

The Ziwei Star Lord saw clearly that this advancing troop of the Demon Clan was no ragtag force but well-trained elite soldiers, their prowess not inferior to the monsters currently engaged with the Heavenly Court.

"Your subordinates are clueless, my lord!" Several Heavenly Generals were equally bewildered. They had received reports claiming the entirety of the Demon Clan’s forces were present here, yet now another army had unexpectedly emerged.