Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

But thinking of the impending large-scale attack by the strange race and the powerful force behind them about to make its move, the Three Emperors' expressions became anxious again.

They were not afraid of the strange tribe, having known their secrets for many years of fighting.

Even if the ten progenitors of the strange race joined forces, they could only barely contend with the three of them. If even one of them improved their cultivation, the stalemate could be broken.

However, the existence behind the strange race made them wary.

Seeing their wary demeanor, Ying Zheng revealed another secret of this realm:
"The reason why that person descended was because there was a being in this Great Heavenly World who was about to step into the realm of the Primordial Limitless Dao Ancestor. Therefore, that person used the Great Dao as a curse to corrupt the Dao Fruit, thus triggering the subsequent events."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Ye, Emperor Shi, and Emperor Chu, thinking of the most mysterious existence in this realm, already had a guess in their hearts: "Fellow Daoist, are you perhaps referring to the master of the Three Incarnations Bronze Coffin?"

"He was the master of the Three Incarnations Coffin. Knowing that he could not reverse the situation, he built the Three Incarnations Coffin to bury himself and then immolated himself with the fire of the Great Dao. His ashes were carried by the Three Incarnations Coffin to travel through the world, hoping to be revived one day."

"Later, the ashes were overturned by the current Ten Ancestors, causing them to become contaminated. A new primordial spirit was born, replacing the original consciousness and becoming the henchman of that supreme being, constantly eroding this world." Ying Zheng's words were full of regret.

As Ying Zheng unveiled this age-old mystery, the three Heavenly Emperors understood the cause and effect of the events leading up to it.

But this only fueled their despair. Even a powerful figure on the verge of reaching the Primordial Chaos Dao Ancestor realm was killed and his Dao vanished by that curse of the Great Dao; what chance did they have?

Is it really only possible to place our hopes on the senior master of the Hongmeng Daozun?

This is definitely not their style of doing things.

Just then, the gates of the Lingxiao Palace burst open, and a peerless figure clad in green robes strode in, his eyes filled with anxiety: "Stone, something bad has happened! The strange wilderness army is pressing in, and judging from their posture, they seem to be about to launch another grand sacrifice to the heavens!"

Emperor Ye, Emperor Shi, and Emperor Chu exchanged a glance. Although they knew the strange race was about to attack, they hadn't expected them to arrive so swiftly.

Emperor Ye Tian said helplessly, "The strange race has launched a large-scale attack, which must mean that being has already made his move. Since you have come to help, I hope you will lend a hand in this battle."

Ying Zheng nodded in agreement: "I will certainly live up to your expectations."

Then Ying Zheng sat calmly and watched as the three Heavenly Emperors mobilized their troops and rushed to the strange wasteland imperial pass to meet the enemy.

He also sent his disciple Yuan Heng into battle, to give him experience before the battle reached its peak!

Moreover, Yuan Heng possesses the power left behind by Ying Zheng. As long as the ten progenitors do not personally intervene, Ying Zheng can instantly save him from danger.

When Yuan Heng went out to meet the enemy, he was full of fighting spirit. The path of cultivating the body as a seed needed to be nourished and broken through through constant battles.

In the midst of fierce battles, he strives to reach a higher realm; Ying Zheng's strategy perfectly aligns with his cultivation path.

As the war began, the remote border region was transformed into a brutal meat grinder.

The battlefield here is staffed with supreme beings of humanity as soldiers, true immortals as captains, immortal kings as generals, immortal emperors as commanders, and sacrificial beings as commanders, forming a layered defense.

Only those at the level of the Priest can maneuver here, but in the early stages of the war, it has not yet reached the point where the Priests themselves have to get involved.

Every moment, countless supreme beings and true immortals fall on this battlefield.

Even powerful Immortal Kings sometimes perish, and even Immortal Emperors cannot guarantee their safety.

It is evident that the borderlands and imperial passes are extremely dangerous. Whenever these supreme beings, true immortals, and immortal kings perish.

Their true spirits would then transform into streams of light and disappear into the Investiture of the Gods list suspended in the center of the Imperial Pass altar.

This is a special method developed by the Three Heavenly Emperors to deal with the rapid resurrection characteristics of the strange races after they are killed.

By binding the true spirit with the Investiture of the Gods, one can rejoin the battlefield by investing massive resources to reshape the physical body.

Whether one is a Supreme Being, a True Immortal, or a Celestial King, one can only be resurrected a hundred times. After a hundred resurrections, one's true spirit is incomplete and can only be repaired through reincarnation.

As for the Immortal Emperor level, because they possess pseudo-Great Luo characteristics, as long as there is still a trace of them, they can be resurrected by the Three Heavenly Emperors.

As a high-end combat force, the Immortal Emperor will not easily perish completely, nor does he need the protection of the Investiture of the Gods.

At this moment, Immortal King Yuanheng was fighting a bloody battle at the border pass, and his troops were all composed of elites.

The enemy they faced was also an elite force. Although the battle was extremely dangerous, their cultivation progressed rapidly in the life-or-death struggle.

The current Immortal King Yuanheng can proudly declare that he can simultaneously fight ten of his former selves.

The Soul Yuan Immortal Emperor of the strange race realized that the troops led by Yuan Heng Immortal King had inflicted heavy losses on his subordinates, and his killing intent surged.

"A genius team assembled by the three Heavenly Courts? Even if you are resurrected through the Investiture of the Gods, your foundation will be damaged if you are killed. Let's see how many times you can withstand death! Death Handprint!"

In an instant, Immortal Emperor Hunyuan struck out with his palm, and a giant seal formed from endless death energy crashed down on Immortal King Yuanheng and the others.

The power containing the concept of death seems to strip away the vitality of all things.

However, the Creation Lotus Seed that had already taken root and sprouted within Immortal King Yuanheng shone brightly, condensing a Creation Barrier to block the attack.

"boom!"

Seeing this, the Soul Origin Immortal Emperor was astonished, his eyes gleaming with greed as he stared at the azure halo: "How could you possibly possess such a treasure? The Spear of Death, the Plunder of Life!"

The spear, imbued with the concept of death, focuses on a single point, attempting to pierce the barrier formed by the concept of life and creation.

"Qiang!"

The two forces clashed fiercely, with death and life mutually eroding each other. Ultimately, the barrier embodying the concept of creation prevailed.

The Death Spear shattered with a crash, but this only fueled the Soul Origin Immortal Emperor's greed even more: "Even the Ancestor might not possess such a treasure; it should rightfully belong to me! Death's Lament!"

The power that struck the very soul surged forth, its piercing screams echoing across the battlefield.

Even with the protection of the Creation Barrier, it was still difficult to completely offset the effect of this roar.

Many supreme beings and true immortals perished, with only the best among them barely managing to survive.

However, at this moment, they were also bleeding from all seven orifices, and their primordial spirits were in a state of shattering.

Upon seeing this, Yuan Heng flew into a rage, recalling the overwhelming domineering power contained in the fleeting glimpse of the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin.

A majestic aura emanates from its body, conveying an ever-flowing sense of burying heaven, earth, and all living beings.

"Emperor Burying Fist!"

Yuanheng Immortal King gathered the power of the Nine Dragons Pulling a Coffin, carrying the intent of burying the world, and pressed down on Hunyuan Immortal Emperor.

The overwhelming aura and the imposing presence of the nine dragons pulling the coffin locked onto it completely.

The Soul Origin Immortal Emperor, filled with resentment and disbelief, exclaimed: "No! How could I, the Emperor, perish at the hands of an ant-like Immortal King!"

Immortal King Yuanheng unleashed the full power of the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin, making it even more solid: "You will be the first Immortal Emperor to fall at my hands, but certainly not the last!"

"Ancestor, save me!" Under the oppressive aura, the Soul Origin Immortal Emperor cried out in despair.

However, before he could finish speaking, the overwhelming force of the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin completely obliterated him, leaving no trace.

The final plea for help from the Immortal Emperor of Soul Origin still alarmed the sacrificial deity stationed in the border war city.

Upon discovering that his offspring had perished at the hands of a Celestial King, this powerful sacrificial cultivator cursed in fury:

"Useless trash! How could I have such a worthless offspring! But since you have killed my bloodline, you must pay with your life. To be able to defy an Immortal Emperor while only at the Immortal King realm, you must be a disciple of those three Heavenly Emperors. Whoever you are today, death is the only way out!"

Immediately, this powerful sacrificial cultivator pointed a finger, unleashing the boundless power of the laws of death that pierced through time and space, permeating the past, present, and future. Under the suppression of this power, Immortal King Yuanheng vaguely felt that his own concept and primordial spirit were about to dissipate.

Filled with resentment, he finally sighed helplessly, "I have only been a disciple of Master for a short time, and now I am about to die. I am truly unwilling!"

"Foolish child, do you not remember who your master was? A mere Great Luo cultivator dares to try and take your life? How utterly laughable!" The phantom formed from the power of the Primordial Dao laughed loudly.

boom!
The death mark shattered instantly.

The powerful sacrificial cultivator stared at Ying Zheng in fear: "Who are you? There has never been a sacrificial cultivator like you in the Great World of the Heavens. I will not pursue the matter of the outsider leaving with his disciples. But if my clan's ancestor descends, things will not be so easy to deal with!"

Ying Zheng scoffed upon hearing this: "So what if your clan's ancestor comes in person? It's nothing but a pseudo-Primordial Dao Fruit. What do I have to fear? Since you dare to bully the weak, don't blame me for returning the favor in full!"

With a flick of his sleeve, the power of the Primordial Dao instantly knocked this powerful sacrificial expert down to the mortal realm, where he was trampled under Ying Zheng's feet.

Ying Zheng kicked the old sacrificial priest, whose laws had been sealed by the Great Dao of Primordial Chaos and who was powerless to resist, in front of Yuan Heng.

Then, smiling, she looked at Yuan Heng and said, "This bullying old dog will be dealt with by my disciple."

The old man, disheveled and furious, roared, "How dare you insult me ​​like this! The way of the priesthood cannot be insulted! My clan's ancestor will never let you get away with this!"

"Shut up!" Immortal King Yuanheng stomped on his face, causing him to wail in pain.

The old man, having lost all his strength, was like an ordinary person, trampled under Yuan Heng's feet until he dared not utter a sound.

Yuan Heng looked at Ying Zheng excitedly: "Master, is extracting its fundamental laws enough for me to perform the Nine Revolutions of Gods and Demons?"

Ying Zheng examined the Great Luo, sensing the strange power within it, and calculated how much of the fundamental law he could extract after removing the impurities.

At this moment, the Supreme Beings and True Immortals behind Yuan Heng, who had been healed by the Creation Lotus Seed, were dumbfounded.

The sacrificial priests held a revered position among the three celestial courts.

He was second only to the emperor, and even their family's patriarch had to bow and scrape before him.

Now, a powerful sacrificial expert has been captured by Master Yuan Heng with ease, and they are even discussing extracting his essence.

Such a contrast is shocking, and at the same time they feel proud – no wonder he is their leader, the master he worships is so powerful.

Just then, an endless, eerie power rose from the depths of the strange wasteland, and in a daze, a figure that blotted out the sky stood on the ancient world.

"Fellow Daoist, isn't this going too far? Are our clan's sacrificial offerings meant to provide resources for your disciples' cultivation?"

A vast and resounding Daoist voice echoed throughout heaven and earth. Ying Zheng stared indifferently at the enormous phantom, and said disdainfully, "I do not like to look up to others. Get down!"

The domineering words, carrying the power of the Primordial Dao, pierced through heaven and earth, suppressing the vast illusory figure.

Under the suppression of the Primordial Dao, this ancestor barely managed to activate the pseudo-Primordial Dao Fruit to resist.

However, his body was still being crushed inch by inch.

The eerie progenitor, driven by impotence and rage, fixed his sinister gaze on Ying Zheng.

His actions just now have caused him to lose face.

I thought that this Primordial Dao Lord had been injured by that great man and that his strength was reduced to less than one-tenth.

Therefore, he dared to come alone to rescue his subordinates.

Unexpectedly, even with his strength diminished, Ying Zheng was still beyond his ability to contend with.

Is this the power of a genius?

"Ao Yuan and Miejue, why aren't you making a move? Are you perhaps pleased to see me humiliated?"

Amidst the furious roar, two vast wills rose once more from the altar deep within the eerie wasteland.

Ao Yuan and Miejue sneered, "Miejue, I thought you could take down this fiend, but in the end you still need our help. I told you long ago that anyone who can escape from the master's hands is no ordinary person, but you just wouldn't believe me!"

He remained unmoved by their mockery: "The right thing to do now is to join forces and take him down. Once he recovers his strength and joins forces with the Three Heavenly Emperors, things will get complicated. Your plan must not fail, or neither of us will escape punishment!"

Mentioning that lord, Ao Yuan and Miejue's expressions immediately turned solemn. Their sinister gazes locked onto Ying Zheng, and a terrifying killing intent enveloped them.

Faced with this murderous intent, Immortal King Yuanheng and the others felt as if they had gone through countless cycles of death and rebirth.

The mere killing intent was enough to render them immobile; this was the might of the progenitor of the strange race.
Just then, Emperor Ye appeared, standing on the Nine-Colored Immortal Cauldron, and declared to the two, "Your opponent is this Emperor!"

In an instant, the Heavenly Emperor's Great Dao collided violently with the Great Dao of Ao Yuan and Extinction, unleashing endless, eerie power with a will to erode all things.

However, when Emperor Ye unleashed his punch, he was like an emperor who held the mandate of heaven, carrying the aura of ruling over all living beings and dominating the world: "Emperor Ye's Fist!"

"boom!"

In the instant the two clashed, Ao Yuan and Miejue took two steps back.

Ying Zheng smiled as he watched the annihilation: "Trying to take advantage of my weakened state before I can recover? You've miscalculated!"

Just as the two sides were locked in a stalemate, the wills of Emperor Chu and Emperor Shi locked onto the remaining seven progenitors in the altar deep within the strange wasteland.

If these seven progenitors were to make a move, they would immediately be struck down by the thunderous power of the two Heavenly Emperors.

While the two Heavenly Emperors guarded the strange situation in the wasteland, Ying Zheng did not hesitate to suppress and annihilate the progenitor.

The Great Dao of Annihilation and the Great Dao of Primordial Chaos clashed fiercely, with the Great Dao of Primordial Chaos ultimately gaining the upper hand.

Ying Zheng scoffed, "What's the use of changing your name to Annihilation? The Great Dao of Annihilation has already found its owner. Although I don't know how that person helped you condense the pseudo-Primordial Dao Fruit, you are ultimately not the true Lord of the Dao of Annihilation. What makes you think you can compete with me?"

Faced with the mockery, the Ancestor of Annihilation's face darkened, and he turned to look at the void: "Why haven't you made your move yet!"

As soon as the words were spoken, more than ten Great Luo Immortals formed a great array in the void, gathering the power to annihilate all things: "Soul Annihilation Killing Array, activate!"

Demonic power manifested in the darkness, condensing the essence of the Soul-Destroying Killing Array into fine needles, which instantly attacked Ying Zheng.

Seeing the Soul-Destroying Needle approaching, Ying Zheng's eyes flashed with surprise: "The Soul-Destroying Killing Array, one of the Nine Great Killing Arrays of the Demonic Path? The Main God Space has actually allied with the Strange Race? You think you can take my life with just this needle? How laughable!"

A giant hand formed from the power of the Primordial Dao slammed down, annihilating all the Soul-Destroying Needles.

The leading Grand Luo cultivator laughed, "How dare we presume to kill the Dao Lord? Even if our numbers were several times greater, we would still be no match for him. But delaying him for a moment is enough! Change formation, let the sea of ​​blood blot out the sky!"

More than ten Great Luo Immortals raised the Blood Sea Banner to draw upon the boundless power of the Blood Sea Heaven of the Demon Realm.

This Blood Sea Heaven was formed by the Styx Ancestor after he surrendered to the Demon Ancestor, using the power of the demonic path to create a sea of ​​blood.

It is similar to the Blood Sea World, but it is even better because it has the support of the demonic path.

When the sea of ​​blood transformed from illusion to reality, enveloping the sky and sealing off this dimension, it instantly trapped Ying Zheng within it.

Within this sea of ​​blood, a faint will is awakening.

The Styx Ancestor, who was originally in the Blood Sea Great World, sensed that someone was drawing upon the power of the Blood Sea Heaven. He sent out a wisp of his will to investigate and discovered that the trapped person was actually Ying Zheng.

Although it wasn't his true self, if he could trap this clone and disrupt his plans, it would be enough to ease the hatred in the Styx Ancestor's heart: "Since I can't do anything to your true self, I'll take it out on this clone!" (End of this chapter)