Demoness who covers the sky, please help me practice

All paths crumbled, the rules wailed, and all cultivators who had reached a certain level felt the pain and looked up at the sky in horror.

High in the sky, a pair of giant hands, obscuring the starry sea, slowly reached out.

The edges of his palms were covered with thick, thorn-like animal hair, and strange black blood that never dried flowed between his fingers. It was tearing open the veil of time and space and extending into the forbidden realm beyond the heavens!
"what is that?!"

The surviving beings from all walks of life trembled with fear.

An old cult leader knelt on the ground, witnessing the starry sea flowing backward between his fingers; an ancient great being coughed up blood and retreated violently, seeing spacetime distorted at the edge of his palm.

These colossal hands, bearing the curse of eternity, peeled back the layers of the celestial realm hidden deep within the void like a scroll, exposing the floating immortal mountains, the broken cycle of reincarnation, the shattered eternity... all to the gaze of the heavens!

At the same time, countless bizarre armies surged out from the four ancient lands like a tidal wave, pouring down along the cycle of reincarnation, officially declaring war on that world.

"It's over..."

The cultivators of all races collapsed to the ground, gazing at the scene of destruction reflected in the sky, their Dao hearts nearly broken.

This is clearly a case of killing the monkey to scare the chicken, to completely crush their last bit of courage to resist!

In the torn world, many legendary faces can be vaguely seen. It was these beings who, in the beginning, secretly preached to the heavens and sowed the seeds of rebellion.

boom!
Under the watchful eyes of countless people, crimson lightning once again tore through the sky, and black rain poured down like a bursting dam.

A terrifying figure pierced through the boundary wall and descended upon this ancient world that was already in ruins.

Vast ruins, scorched earth stretching to the horizon.

This ancient realm, which has buried countless relics of eras, has once again welcomed an uninvited guest today: the eerie progenitor from the Calamity Land!
The enormous black shadow slowly descended, shattering the void like a spider web.

The laws of heaven and earth wailed and exploded, the chains of divine order broke one by one, and all the patterns faded and vanished.

The entire sky began to collapse. This vast world could not withstand the natural aura emanating from the living beings and was about to completely disintegrate!
Even more despairing is that as that being drew near, all the powerful beings underwent strange changes, their figures became ethereal, their paths of evolution were forcibly "manifested" as physical entities, and cracks spread across their Great Dao, bringing them to the brink of collapse.

Whether they are Dao Ancestors or True Immortals, none can escape this calamity.
Some people's wounds gushed black blood, some people's bodies grew wild red hair, and some people's breath filled the air with gray mist... Ominous signs eroded all living beings, and all spirits wailed.

The source of this destruction was simply the arrival of those indescribable beings!
Without making a move or even a thought, its mere existence caused the heavens and earth to crumble and all paths to groan in anguish.

How terrifying?
A being has appeared in the world and is about to bury a vast world!

boom! boom! boom!
In mid-air, countless evolved beings exploded one after another, turning into a sky full of blood mist, unable to withstand the supreme pressure and ominous erosion.

Just when all beings were in despair, at the end of the void, someone suddenly opened their eyes.

Wherever his gaze fell, the ominous signs vanished, all paths were rekindled, and the shattered world began to heal itself.

A colossal cauldron of blood energy manifested in the sky, with three legs and two ears, swirling with supreme power that suppressed the past, present, and future, and crashed violently into the strange being that had descended.

Boom!

The cauldron trembled, actually holding back the arrogant creature and pushing it upwards, directly approaching the outer realm.

A vast amount of life essence overflowed from the cauldron, filling the heavens and earth. The evolved beings that had just been shattered were all reassembled and returned to the world.

"The progenitor of the bizarre, we've finally waited for this day!"

The sound of the cauldron resounded throughout the heavens, carrying an invincible belief that completely kept the terrifying creatures outside the realm.

The faces of the beings below turned deathly pale—the newcomer was none other than the Primordial Ancestor of Calamity, a being who surpassed even the Immortal Emperor.

"The rats hiding here have become quite a force to be reckoned with."

The eerie progenitor spoke indifferently, standing tall beyond the realm.

Its body was covered in hair like thorns, and black blood dripped continuously. Wherever it passed, the great road collapsed, order was annihilated, and even the river of time changed course!

A figure stood calmly and confidently opposite the progenitor, having put away the cauldron.

"If you continue to develop, you will surely become a scourge. Though I have been lying dormant for countless ages, today I will make you all come to naught!" The progenitor said coldly, confirming that the other party was now of the same level as himself.

Ye Fan didn't bother with any more words, and attacked the instant he opened his mouth: "Coming here alone, are you here to die?"

The cauldron fell to the ground, the fist pierced through the stars, and the overwhelming power caused the desolate universe behind the ancestor to shatter, and the vast world trembled and wailed.

boom! ! !
The clash between the two unleashed towering waves, reversing the flow of time, tearing apart countless rules, as if ten thousand ancient volcanoes were erupting simultaneously, dimming all the stars in the heavens.

The eerie progenitor staggered backward, its massive, hair-covered hands shattering inch by inch, black blood gushing out like a waterfall. The next second, terrifying power rapidly spread along its arm, and the entire arm exploded!

"Roar--!"

The progenitor roared and decisively shattered both arms; the severed limbs turned to ashes in the void before they even fell to the ground.

Where the black blood dripped, the river of time surged with towering waves, and countless fragments of spacetime scattered in all directions!

Ye Fan stood firm, his blood energy like an eternal divine mountain suppressing all ages, firmly blocking the powerful enemy in front of him.

Jiang Yun, hidden among the strange army, watched this scene from the heavens, feeling slightly relieved.

The Weird Clan, fighting alone, is no match for the Heavenly Lineage.

Without a sound, another dark figure descended upon the outer realm.

The withered body, shrouded in gray mist, crushed space and time, eliciting countless cries of agony, and shattering order.

The second ancestor.

Chi——!
At that very moment, a sword light cleaved through eternity! The river of time froze, and all things in heaven and earth came to a standstill.

That dazzling sword light pierced through the past, present, and future, igniting an inextinguishable flame of hope in the hearts of all beings.

The Desolate Emperor stood with his sword in hand, the blood-stained sword embryo stretching across the sky, and wherever his gaze swept, the void shattered.

"You are stronger than we anticipated; you will be annihilated today!"

Upon seeing both of them appear, the previously injured progenitor reassembled his true form in the distance, his killing intent overwhelming.

Before the words were even finished, the entire world began to collapse, the laws of the Great Dao burned, all things withered, and countless universes dimmed and disintegrated one after another.

boom! boom! boom.
Seven world-destroying figures descended simultaneously, standing in eight directions.

The gathering of the nine progenitors unleashed a pressure that plunged all the heavens and myriad realms into deathly silence.

All living beings trembled and couldn't help but kneel down.

Nine progenitors in total!

The powerful beings across the heavens felt a chill in their hearts, and despair spread like a tide—how could they possibly fight now?!

Looking back, the Desolate Heavenly Emperor faced the four progenitors alone, his blood spilled in the sea as a sacrifice, his body perished and his Dao vanished.

Although the two great priests of Huangye are now standing side by side, the ancestor has clearly laid out a deadly trap, giving them no chance.

The nine progenitors descended together, intending to utterly annihilate all the heavens.

Even if we could awaken the spirits of heroes from all ages and gather the heroes of all eras, we still could not stop this overwhelming calamity.

Who would have thought that nine progenitors would emerge from the depths of the Evil Land?
Nine blurry figures stood outside the realm, and without making a move, their mere presence brought all worlds to the brink of collapse.

The three thousand Great Daos wailed, all the rules dimmed, and countless paths of evolution showed cracks—this was the end of the Dao.

The heavens and the universe are wailing, and all realms are cracking.

The shadows cast by the nine figures have shrouded the past and present, transforming into inner demons that erode the souls of all beings. The rising sun is completely obscured, and there is no more dawn in the world.

"When the progenitors emerge together, there is no land under heaven that cannot be flattened, and no enemy that cannot be annihilated."

Among the strange races, ten Immortal Emperors stepped forward simultaneously, their whispers echoing throughout the heavens, shattering the last hope of each race.

Nine beings who transcend the highest realms.

Such a lineup is enough to ruin the entire ancient history, not to mention the presence of ten immortal emperors.

Even someone as powerful as Arakawa and his companion, how could they possibly turn the tide?
An ancestor sighed coldly, his gaze fixed on the imposing figure wielding the blood-stained sword embryo:
"Huang, you are indeed very strong." The cold voice echoed in the star space. "You fought alone for thousands of ages. Even though you once lay dead at the end of the plateau, you were still able to fight your way out and grow stronger with each battle."

"To secretly cultivate so many pawns, it's a pity... it's all in vain."

"Our people stand on the plateau, inherently invincible!"

“Our clan’s nine founding ancestors have all come out, accompanied by ten Immortal Emperors, more than sixty Dao Ancestors, and countless Immortal Kings. What… do you have to contend with us?”

Upon hearing this, Huang and Ye Fan's lips twitched slightly, but they quickly suppressed the meaningful smile.

"It is truly remarkable that you could become a variable and disturb our long slumber."

Another ancestor spoke calmly, his tone as if stating an established fact: "When the nine ancestors emerge together, they will deduce the myriad ages. No matter how grand your plans are, they will ultimately turn to ashes."

When the progenitor and the immortal emperor joined forces, no one in the heavens could rival them.

They are about to personally end this strongest opponent that has spanned countless eras.

This is why the nine founding ancestors were exceptionally calm.

Some even said with admiration: "Everything is coming to an end. Your lives... are tragic, yet also admirable."

"Perhaps there is another way—join us, become a member of the ominous source, and together appreciate the boundless beauty of the long river of time and travel the magnificent mountains and rivers of all the heavens and myriad worlds."

"We are willing to offer you primordial matter to help you and the newly born sacrificial path complete your ultimate transformation. Wilderness... with your abilities, you may truly have the potential to become the ultimate progenitor."

Their response was Huang's forward stride.

One man, one sword; the dazzling sword light pierced through heaven and earth, illuminating the entire ancient history, and even the fog of the future was illuminated by this sword!

The nine progenitors frowned simultaneously, unleashing power surpassing the limits of the path, barely managing to withstand this earth-shattering sword strike.

"You are indeed strong, but you cannot kill us." The ancestor's voice carried an ancient indifference. "Even if we perish, we can be resurrected from our ancestral land. Destiny is in our hands!"

The Desolate Emperor's silence finally exhausted their patience.

"It's time to end this." One of the ancestors exuded murderous intent. "We spared your struggles in the past only to temper our people. Now that you've been confirmed as a variable, you should be completely eliminated!"

Another progenitor raised his voice: "All troops, listen to my command—leave no living being in this world alive!"

Nine dark figures instantly surrounded Huang Ye and his companion, trapping them in the center.

"Let them witness firsthand how their years of planning have crumbled!" one of the progenitors said with a cruel smile.

"Kill!" The ten Immortal Emperors behind them roared in unison.

However, all they received in response was an eerie silence.

Not a single Dao Ancestor or Immortal King from the Four Ancient Lands responded!
Jiang Yun, who was mixed in with the Dao Ancestor's camp, finally took a deep breath and uttered two words:

"Kill him!"

"Kill them!!"

Only now did the powerful figures from the four ancient lands respond with a thunderous roar, their voices shattering space and time!
"Have these Dao Ancestors forgotten who the true ruler is?" a Celestial Emperor coldly rebuked.

Without much thought, the next moment—a great battle erupted.

But it was Ara and Ye who made the first move!

Huang swung the sword embryo with both hands, and the brilliant sword light was eternally imprinted between heaven and earth. The river of time was broken, and the years were frozen. Everyone was captivated by this sword light.

"puff!"

The nine progenitors shed blood simultaneously.

Even with the invincible secret technique activated, there was nowhere to hide—the entire space-time was shrouded in sword light, and several black shadows exploded on the spot.

Ye Fan, with a massive cauldron on his head, charged in, determined to thoroughly muddy the waters.

The two men were not at all inferior in terms of their aura when facing the Ninth Ancestor.

The vast world below trembled violently, and the starry sky continued to disintegrate.

The ten bizarre Immortal Emperors joined forces, their imperial might overwhelming enough to annihilate countless worlds.

The phrase "ten emperors appearing out of nowhere" is synonymous with invincibility.

Even with four Celestial Emperors protecting this realm, it is still doomed to destruction.

Even more despairing was that more than fifty Dao Ancestors from the four ancient lands surrounded the world like a black demonic mountain, completely cutting off the world's retreat.

That dark wall, composed of countless Dao Ancestors, was insurmountable and exuded a suffocating aura.

The cultivators of the heavens witnessed this scene, and their last glimmer of hope was shattered.

Just when all hope seemed lost, a dazzling light ripped through the darkness!
Like a meteor streaking across the eternal night, carrying an undying flame, it hurtles straight towards the battlefield of the nine progenitors.

The eerie mist vanished instantly, and the darkness was forcibly dispelled.

Who is that figure?

All the spirits of the heavens were shaken. No one knew its name, yet they could all feel its unwavering determination.

It's Jiang Yun, of course!
They had been waiting in the Dao Ancestor's camp for the best opportunity to get close, and now they finally erupted.

Within his body accumulated the "Primordial Flame" that had been nurtured since the era of the Desolate Heavenly Emperor—the Hellfire and the Reincarnation Flame intertwined, transforming into the ultimate flame powerful enough to incinerate the sacrificial path.

There were also two sacrificial Dao fruits, and the stone jar soared into the air. The ancient layout was fully activated at this moment, and it bombarded an outer ancestor without reservation.

The two, Arakawa and Arakawa, understood each other perfectly and unleashed their power simultaneously.

All the heavens and myriad realms shone brightly, the cycle of reincarnation trembled violently, the four ancient lands gave birth to their own will, and boundless power converged into a torrent.

This was all Jiang Yun's doing—since becoming an Immortal Emperor, he has completely taken control of the ancient lands of origin in all directions, setting up countless rune arrays, just to draw upon the primordial power of all the ancient lands at this moment.

Even the sea sacrifice transformed into a blood-red torrent, carrying all the causes and effects of the past and present, and crashed fiercely onto the battlefield.

The three major sacrificial rites joined forces, and the great power of all the heavens converged.

boom--

The boundless power unleashed by Jiang Yun converged into a destructive torrent. Even though the Ancestor frantically absorbed the primordial power of the ancestral plateau, it was still as fragile as paper in the face of this power.

His body shattered instantly, his essence was obliterated, and his primordial spirit vanished completely amidst wails.

Another ancestor nearby was also swept up by the aftershocks, letting out a shrill roar amidst the light.

"Do not--!"

An ancestor was completely killed in full view of everyone!

At the very moment this dramatic change occurred—

"kill!"

The powerful Dao Ancestors from the ancient lands of origin suddenly turned their attention to the ten Immortal Emperors ahead, launching a deadly attack.

At the same time, the Emperor, Shi Yi, and others who were lurking deep within the mysterious camp launched their attack.

The deafening Daoist sound swept across the battlefield, instantly blasting three Immortal Emperors apart, their blood splattering across the sky. One of them was even obliterated on the spot, never to be reborn!
"You... how dare you betray us!"

The remaining Immortal Emperors were both shocked and enraged, and were about to take action to suppress it—

puff!
Another Immortal Emperor was shattered by a single palm strike from the suddenly appearing White-Clad Empress.

She was otherworldly, yet her delicate hand, though raised lightly, carried immeasurable killing intent.

The myth of the immortal emperor's immortality was shattered at this moment, and the body disintegrated continuously under those pure white hands.

After seeing everything clearly, what made the strange Immortal Emperor even more devastated was that the entire strange army had suddenly turned against him.

The powerful beings of the heavens, who had been preparing for this moment, finally revealed their fangs.

A towering willow tree pierces through the starry sea, its branches cutting through a strange immortal emperor; an imperial sword sweeps across the sky, tearing apart the eternal darkness; an unknown immortal emperor drags his opponent into an ancient time and space to launch a deadly attack.

Luo Tianxian, Meng Hai, Ruthless Man, Azure Emperor, Wu Shi... one legendary figure after another made their move at the same time!

At this moment, all the heavens and myriad worlds were no longer in despair.

It seems that all the immortal emperors from ancient times have returned, shining with the most dazzling light on this ultimate battlefield.

"Impossible!" one of the progenitors roared in shock and fury. "How could you possibly be here right under our noses..."

His response was an even more ferocious attack!

The willow branches transformed into chains of divine order, binding a Celestial Emperor tightly; the ruthless Empress formed hand seals, unleashing a soaring power that transcended time; the Azure Emperor, with the Chaos Lotus atop his head, suppressed all paths...

The entire battlefield erupted in chaos!

The emperor's blood fell like rain, scattering across the sea as a sacrifice.

Each drop contained fragments of the Great Dao's laws, making this blood-red ocean even deeper.

In despair, a strange immortal emperor self-destructed, attempting to drag the reborn Meng Hai down with him, but was suddenly enveloped by a green lotus, and all the destructive energy was forcibly suppressed.

"Thank you."

Meng Hai looked at the Azure Emperor, who had appeared to the side at some unknown time.

Above, Jiang Yun, like a thunderbolt tearing through the eternal darkness, fiercely stormed into the sacrificial battlefield.

The two sacrificial fruits spun behind him, and the two origins of darkness and the heavens merged perfectly, transforming into a destructive torrent beyond comprehension.

Before one of the progenitors could even react, he crumbled inch by inch in the light, his origin wailing and his primordial spirit annihilated. Another progenitor beside him was also severely injured by the aftershocks, half of his body turning to ashes!

"Do not--!"

A piercing scream echoed across the battlefield.

The remaining eight ancestors were filled with shock and anger, staring intently at the figure that had suddenly appeared.

"This is impossible... another sacrificial offering!"

"Cultivating both darkness and the heavens... Just who are you?!"

Seeing this scene, all the ancestors felt a chill run down their spines.

They could not imagine that right under their noses, not only had a new sacrificial path been born, but even more terrifyingly, the entire strange race had had its foundation hollowed out without them even realizing it!

Aside from these top-tier fighters, the entire army below had defected—how terrifying!

The eight progenitors simultaneously deduced the cause and effect of countless ages, which appeared before their eyes.

In an instant, they grasped part of the truth.

"So it was you... Daoyuan!"

"You, who should have been completely annihilated back then, actually stole the source of darkness and eradicated the mark of my race!"

"What a clever deception! Huang was drawing attention ahead while Ye Fan was secretly cooperating—all to cover up your scheme!"

The ancestors were terrified.

They finally understood why the four ancient lands had rebelled collectively, and why their schemes, spanning countless eons, had failed at the last hurdle.

What terrified them even more was that the progenitor who had just been wiped out showed no signs of reviving on the plateau.

This means that the other side also possesses the means to completely annihilate the progenitor.

The situation instantly reversed. In their eyes, Jiang Yun's threat level instantly surpassed that of Ye Fan, and even surpassed that of the Desolate Emperor.

His very existence was enough to shake their very foundations.

At this point, the situation on the sacrificial battlefield became three against eight.

If it were an ordinary sacrificial ceremony, it would have been crushed into ashes long ago.

But at this moment, Huang, Ye, and Jiang stood side by side, their aura not at all inferior.

The eerie progenitor looked down at the even more devastating battlefield below.

The seven mysterious Immortal Emperors were repeatedly defeated by the siege of the heroes of the heavens, and one Immortal Emperor was blown to pieces from time to time.

Two of them were completely wiped out, and only one was lucky enough to be reborn on the plateau.

"It's over..."

An ancestor murmured to himself.

Their eternal foundation has been shaken, and the heavens, which they regarded as mere pawns, have given birth to so many powerful beings.

The dominance of the strange race over all ages is crumbling at a visible speed.

Jiang Yun stepped forward, and the two Dao Fruits transformed into a Yin-Yang wheel above his head. Darkness and light intertwined, as if to recreate the world.

"Good has never triumphed over evil since ancient times." He spoke calmly, yet his voice resounded throughout the heavens. "Your era should come to an end."

The sword embryo in the Desolate Emperor's hand rang out, and the blood-stained blade reflected his resolute face.

A large cauldron floated above Ye Fan's head, and totems of all things in heaven and earth appeared on the cauldron's surface.

The eight progenitors were ashen-faced. This battle would truly determine the final outcome of the eternal cycle of reincarnation!

The situation on the battlefield can change in an instant. What was originally a huge gap of 800 to 80,000 has turned into an advantage for us in the blink of an eye!
Countless spectators across the heavens stared in disbelief as the once invincible and bizarre army turned against them.

At this moment, even the most pessimistic old cultivator was so excited that he trembled all over.

“You can no longer represent the Dark Race.” Jiang Yun stood with his hands behind his back, a playful smile on his lips. “If you wish to eliminate all the strangeness and destroy the plateau, we can still honor you as our ancestors.”

These words were like a thunderclap!
"Ancestors, transform your bizarre forms and surrender!"

"Immortal Emperors, transform your strange abilities and surrender!"

The Dark Dao Ancestors and Immortal Kings of the four ancient lands shouted in unison, their voices shattering the starry river.

"Ancestor, why have you rebelled?!"

This question, like the sharpest blade, pierced the hearts of the strange progenitors, causing them to tremble.

Having lived countless sacrificial lives, when had they ever suffered such humiliation?
"Reversing the Heavenly Gang!" One of the ancestors trembled with anger.

"Dao Yuan... Dao Yuan! We will kill you!"

The eight progenitors went completely mad and all rushed towards Jiang Yun.

This lurking variable, which has been lurking for ages, must be eliminated immediately!

"Eight against three, the advantage is still in my hands!" they roared, their bodies splattered with black imperial blood. "Destroy you, and I can restore order to the heavens!" However, they underestimated an avenger who had been waiting for far too long.

The Desolate Emperor's voice was terrifyingly calm: "We've finally waited for this moment."

The sword embryo in his hand suddenly burst forth with a light that illuminated the ages, and with a single slash, it enveloped all four progenitors at the same time!

"Leave these four to me."

Wherever the sword light passed, space and time shattered, and cause and effect collapsed.

The four progenitors were filled with shock and anger, yet they instinctively sensed a powerful threat, stronger than ever before.

They were then shocked to realize that the Desolate Emperor had been hiding his strength all these years!

At the same time, Jiang Yun's dual Dao Fruits rotated, and the two origins of darkness and the heavens transformed into a yin-yang millstone, suppressing the other two progenitors.

"Eight people? Is that really enough?"

He chuckled lightly, yet his actions were ruthless to the extreme.

Each strike contained the power to obliterate the very essence of things, making the progenitors dare not take it head-on.

Just as the remaining two ancestors were about to rush to the rescue, they were blocked by the large cauldron above Ye Fan's head.

"Your opponent is me."

The great war has completely broken out!

The river of time boiled, countless universes collapsed in mourning, seas of stars were extinguished, and the laws of the Great Dao shattered like glass.

This is a battle beyond comprehension; with every gesture, countless worlds are born and destroyed.

The roars of the ancestors and the clash of weapons intertwined to create a symphony of destruction.

The Desolate Emperor fought alone against the four Ancestors. His sword light was like a dragon, and with each swing, an Ancestor was forced to retreat and bleed.

His power exceeded the expectations of all the progenitors!

Jiang Yun was even more ferocious. With the combination of the two Dao Fruits and the Primordial Flame, he suppressed all the heavens with his fist, burning the two ancestors until they screamed in agony. The flames seemed to specifically counter the strange origin, and even the resurrection power of the plateau could not completely resist them.

Ye Fan used his great cauldron to suppress all laws and his fist imprint to shatter space and time. Although he managed to stop the two ancestors, he was having some difficulty.

The battlefield below was even more one-sided.

Under the siege of the heroes of the heavens, the seven remaining strange immortal emperors fell one after another.

The ruthless empress shattered the head of a Celestial Emperor with her bare hand, while a willow branch pierced the primordial spirit of another Celestial Emperor…

The scales of victory are tipping rapidly.

"court death!"

The eight progenitors unleashed their supreme power, their strange energy coalescing once more, and they roared in unison, their voices causing the stars in the heavens to fall in a flurry.

Behind them, eight gaps silently opened in the void, and eight ancient coffins exuding an aura of antiquity slowly emerged!
The world was horrified.

The ancient coffins were all different in shape, yet they all exuded an ominous aura that sent chills down one's spine.

An ancient coffin is full of life, with branches entwined and leaves swaying. Each leaf holds up the entire universe, as if bearing the weight of countless worlds.

The other ancient coffin was forged from hundreds of different types of mother metals, dazzling and radiant. Its very existence caused the surrounding laws of the Great Dao to burn and annihilate!
……

With the appearance of eight ancient coffins, the aura of the ancestors suddenly changed drastically.

They seemed to have completely merged with the source of misfortune, their bodies emanating a fluctuation that made even powerful sacrificial cultivators tremble.

"Zheng——!"

The ancient coffins trembled, and a corner of the coffin lid opened. In an instant, all the heavens and myriad realms let out a mournful cry of unbearable suffering!
Different types of ash material emerged from different coffins:
Black ash surged within a coffin, turning into black mist upon emerging from it. Upon touching the ancestor's body, it transformed into viscous black blood, causing his power to surge wildly.
The other coffin was filled with gray mist, which enveloped the ancestor, making his figure appear and disappear.

Furthermore, pale golden ash fell, making the ferocious progenitor's body shine with dazzling golden light, and his aura surged several times over!
……

Eight kinds of ash, eight transformations. This is the true peak state of the progenitor!
"Kill Huang first!"

The four ancestral masters tacitly joined forces to encircle them.

They knew that once they dealt with this strongest opponent, the rest would be no threat.

They were able to kill the Desolate Heavenly Emperor back then, and they can do it again today—even if it comes at a terrible price.

However, the battle turned out unexpectedly, with Jiang Yun managing to attract the attention of three progenitors single-handedly.

"Daoyuan, today I will ensure you never escape reincarnation!"

The ancestors harbored immense hatred for Jiang Yun.

This traitor who hollowed out the foundation of the bizarre clan must be eliminated using the most ruthless methods.

Ye Fan was facing a single ancestor, and although he had the upper hand, he was unable to provide reinforcements.

After all, he was new to the path of sacrifice, and it was already quite an achievement for him to suppress a peak ancestor in a one-on-one fight.

The situation instantly became clear: Huang fought against four ancestors alone, Jiang Yun confronted three ancestors head-on, and Ye Fan took on one ancestor alone.

Apart from Ye Fan, this appears to be a dead end with a huge disparity in strength.

"Come and fight!"

The Desolate Emperor roared, his sword embryo sweeping across, and he actually took the initiative to kill the Four Ancestors.

Where the sword light passed, space and time shattered, and the arm of an ancestor was severed in response.

Jiang Yun was even more ferocious, his two Dao Fruits transforming into a millstone, forcefully withstanding all the attacks of the three progenitors.

The primordial fire scorched the heavens and boiled the seas, the original world empowered the physical body, the fist light pierced through the flames, dominating all, and split the heavens with a single punch.

Even if I perish today, I will take you all with me!

An ancestor roared, and more ash material poured out of the ancient coffin, causing its aura to surge once more.

The battle reached its climax.

The eight ancient coffins continuously spewed out ashes, providing the ancestors with an inexhaustible source of power.

Huang, Jiang, and Ye, however, withstood the onslaught with their unparalleled combat prowess.

The sea of ​​stars vanished in vast stretches, and the river of time ceased to flow.

This is an ultimate showdown destined to be recorded in history.
Jiang Yun was indeed a little flustered at first.

After all, having to fight three progenitors alone right from the start would make anyone's scalp tingle.

Although he possessed the power of dual Dao Fruits, he ultimately lacked experience in life-or-death battles with opponents of the same level, and even less experience in going all out. He also lacked a clear understanding of his own strengths and weaknesses.

"Are we really going to fail here?"

He secretly pondered, his actions inevitably carrying a hint of testing, unsure if he could advance to the Sacrifice Path if he died.

However, as the battle continued, he was astonished to discover that the power of the Darkness and the Dual Dao Fruits of the Heavens far exceeded his expectations!

With his left hand, the Great Dao of Heaven manifests all laws; with his right hand, the source of darkness seems to devour everything.

Two completely opposite forces merged perfectly in his hands, allowing him to withstand all the attacks of the three progenitors.

"Damn... If you're this strong, why are you still using stealth?" One of the progenitors was so angry he vomited blood.

They thought they could quickly kill the traitor, but instead they were dragged into a bitter battle.

The three progenitors grew increasingly frustrated as they fought, filled with boundless hatred yet utterly helpless.

The three battlefields were clearly distinct, and the brilliance they ignited is eternally imprinted between heaven and earth.

The Desolate Heaven Emperor's sword light swept across, each strike severing countless ages; Ye Fan's great cauldron suppressed the world, and scenes of the birth and death of all beings appeared on its surface; Jiang Yun's fist shattered space and time, and the two Dao Fruits annihilated everything as they rotated.

The light of this earth-shattering battle even pierced through the barriers of time and space!

In the era of the Fallen Emperors, a supreme being gazed in astonishment at the heavens, witnessing a fist-shaped light tearing through the firmament; in the Immortal Ancient Era, true immortals were awestruck as a great cauldron froze time and space; in the Chaotic Ancient Period, countless beings recognized that familiar sword light…

"What a battle of the strongest!" someone shouted excitedly.

The river of time in this world has broken, and all things have frozen.

In countless shattered universes of the future, future generations will look up at the reflected battlefield lights and shadows, their eyes filled with tears.

"It turns out that in a certain era, our ancestors once fought such a decisive battle..."

A thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye.

For mortals, this is ten lifetimes of reincarnation; for immortal kings, it is merely a period of seclusion; but for the nine supreme warriors on the battlefield, it is an ordeal on the verge of life and death every moment.

Jiang Yun fought with increasing ferocity, constantly gaining a deeper understanding of the profound meaning of the Dual Dao Fruit in life-or-death battles.

The original Fire-Infused Combat Suit, with each strike carrying the characteristic of obliterating one's very essence, made the three progenitors extremely wary.

The Desolate Emperor was even more ferocious, and he even gained the upper hand in a one-on-one battle against the Four Ancestors.

The sword embryo was stained with blood; an ancestor had his arm severed by him, and the wound was shrouded in an inescapable Dao principle.

Although Ye Fan was only facing one ancestor, he fought with the most composure.

The great cauldron absorbed the power of the heavens, firmly suppressing its opponent.

However, the eight founding ancestors were not easy to deal with.

The eight ancient coffins continuously spewed out ashes, providing them with an inexhaustible source of power.

The battle remains deadlocked...

Thousands of years have passed, and on the battlefield where blood and fire intertwine, the immortal emperors of the strange race were the first to meet their end.

Caught between the sudden betrayal of the ancient lands of origin and the combined attacks of the various factions, they were trapped in a net of heaven and earth.

Emperor Bone Brother led three Immortal Emperors to guard the Cycle of Reincarnation, using supreme secret techniques to intercept and kill the resurrected, eerie Immortal Emperors time and time again.

"Why... can't the ancestral land resurrect them?!"

A strange immortal emperor was horrified to discover that some of the fallen immortal emperors had truly vanished forever.

All of this was within Jiang Yun's calculations. They had already deduced the method for annihilating the strange Immortal Emperor Ancestor many times and passed it down.

When the last mysterious Immortal Emperor was transformed into a rain of light by the Ruthless Empress's Flying Immortal Technique, this battle at the Immortal Emperor level finally came to an end.

However, before the joy of victory could spread, the hearts of all the Celestial Emperors sank.

Willow branches gently caressed the shattered starry sky, the sound of the Boundless Bell echoed at the end of time and space, and the Chaos Lotus above the Azure Emperor's head swayed slightly.

Every Immortal Emperor could sense the terrifying fluctuations emanating from the depths of the plateau.

There seemed to be a being more terrifying than the progenitor slumbering there.

"Block the plateau as planned!" Meng Hai shouted.

One after another, large banners soared into the sky, jointly held by the Immortal Emperor and the Dao Ancestor.

Boundless light shone from the heavens, and a vast array of field runes cascaded down like a waterfall; the ancient underworld roared, the River of Souls surged backward, and the floating earth of the four poles spewed forth eternal fire.

A phantom image appeared in the Heavenly Emperor's Burial Pit, spreading the sealing power into the depths of the Calamity Land through the Cycle of Reincarnation.

Countless runic chains coiled around the plateau, attempting to suppress the chilling fluctuations.

At the heart of the sacrificial battlefield, the real decisive battle has only just begun to intensify.

The Desolate Emperor fought alone against the Four Ancestors, and his sword embryo was already stained with black blood.

One of the progenitors was beheaded by him, but he was reassembled and returned from the ashes of an ancient coffin.

Ye Fan, with a large cauldron on his head, suppressed an ancestor, forcing him to retreat in defeat.

Jiang Yun rotated his two Dao Fruits, becoming increasingly composed under the relentless attacks of the three Ancestors.

However, the battle remained deadlocked.

"As long as one of the progenitors survives, the plateau can rewrite everything!" one of the progenitors grinned maliciously. "You are doomed to lose!"

Although the Heavenly Alliance had wiped out all the Immortal Emperors, the battle at the level of sacrificial rituals remained indistinguishable.

Every Celestial Emperor held their breath and watched intently near the plateau, ready to intervene at any moment.

They knew that the true outcome was far from over...

Ten thousand years is but a fleeting moment on the battlefield of sacrificial rites.

Ye Fan was the first to break the deadlock!

The great cauldron roared, completely suppressing one of the ancestors.

The myriad spirit totems on the cauldron glowed, forcefully obliterating the opponent's essence.

"Not enough!" Ye Fan's eyes were icy. "As long as the plateau is destroyed, the Ancestor will not die!"

Having only recently entered the path of sacrifice, he still faced some difficulties in completely killing the progenitor, and ultimately failed to eradicate him completely.

Sure enough, a moment later the ancestor revived on the plateau.

But this time, what awaited him was a trap that had already been laid.

The willow branch pierced through time and space, the tolling of the Boundless Bell fixed the cycle of reincarnation, the Ruthless Immortal Technique tore apart the Great Dao, Ye Fan arrived riding the cauldron, and with the cooperation of the Heavenly Immortal Emperors and the Dao Ancestor's Great Formation, he killed this ancestor three times in a row, finally annihilating him completely!
Jiang Yun grew stronger with each battle.

As the two Dao Fruits rotated, they began to imitate the methods of the three progenitors.

"How can it be?!"

One of the progenitors was filled with shock and rage. He discovered that the dark secret techniques Jiang Yun used were even purer than those of them, the genuine progenitors!

It turns out that the source of darkness does not distinguish between good and evil.

In Jiang Yun's hands, these dark secret arts, no longer imbued with eerie power, instead radiated a completely new kind of might.

After tens of thousands of years of fierce fighting, Jiang Yun went from barely holding on at the beginning to later handling the situation with ease.

His physical body and the dark path merged perfectly, and his fists shone brightly, causing the three progenitors to retreat in defeat.

Seeing this, Ye Fan joined the battle against the Desolate Emperor, greatly reducing the pressure on the Desolate Emperor.

The sword light and the clang of the cauldron resonated in a symphony, tearing apart eternity of time and space.

The four progenitors perished one after another under the onslaught of the two. With the presence of the Desolate Heavenly Emperor, the slain progenitors were completely obliterated, leaving them no chance of resurrection.

Successfully executed the ultimate kill time time and time again!

After hundreds of thousands of years of great battles, using special methods, the remaining Dao Ancestors were wiped out one by one outside the plateau.

During this time, wisps of mist arose on the plateau, and the primordial matter stirred, but fortunately it was blocked by the great formation set up by the immortal emperors and ancestral masters.

When the last ancestor was surrounded by the three, he finally revealed the greatest secret of the plateau:

"Primordial matter is the ashes of a supreme being who once lived on the plateau and perished there. His power scattered across the plateau, creating the power of immortal resurrection."

"You can kill us, but you can't destroy the plateau. One day, someone will ascend this place again, absorb the primordial matter, and become a new progenitor—perhaps one of you!"

These words shocked many people, but what answered him was a devastating combined attack.

It was utterly impossible to shake the minds of the Desolate Emperor, Ye Fan, and Jiang Yun.

Sword light, fist imprint, and cauldron fell simultaneously, and the last ancestor exploded in brilliant light, transforming into eternal rain of light.

Ultimately, all nine progenitors perished, yet the plateau still emanates a chilling aura.

Those wisps of mist churned within the primordial matter, as if harboring a new terror.

Powerful beings from all realms gathered on the outskirts of the plateau, gazing at that mysterious land.

Although the war was won, everyone knew that this was not the end.

The progenitors were all wiped out, but the battlefield did not end.

The Desolate Emperor, Ye Fan, and Jiang Yun stood side by side, gazing into the depths of the plateau.

The aura emanating from there is more ancient than the progenitors, more silent than death itself.

“Something seems to be awakening there.”

The Desolate Emperor gripped the sword embryo tightly, and memories of his solo adventures on the plateau years ago surfaced in his mind.

Even someone as powerful as him has felt a deadly threat deep within.

Jiang Yun's expression was solemn: "Although I have been lying low for a long time, I have never dared to set foot on the plateau!"

He had a better understanding of this, so he remained hidden in the four ancient lands and never dared to set foot on the plateau.

That person's ashes are on there!
His gaze inadvertently swept over the two people beside him, and an absurd thought flashed through his mind: if one of these two died, perhaps he could take that step and ascend to the sacrificial path...

Shi Hao and Ye Fan both felt a chill run down their spines and took a half step back in unison.

"Were you thinking about something dangerous just now?" Ye Fan stared at Jiang Yun warily.

"Cough cough..." Jiang Yun coughed twice and said seriously, "Since the plateau is terrifying, we should take a long-term view and temporarily close off the area for recuperation."

He thought to himself: "Survival is the best policy!"

Knowing that the plateau is dangerous and still insisting on going is not bravery, it's foolishness.

Moreover, the high plateau gave birth to intelligence, but it could not leave. It could only rely on the strange race to use their supernatural powers to seal it away, so there was no need to be afraid.

"I agree." Emperor Huangtian let out a long sigh of relief. "This battle is too long, I need time to settle things down."

Ye Fan nodded.

He experienced such a fierce battle so early in his career, he definitely needs to rest.

The three reached a consensus—to seal the plateau and await the future.

As the seal was activated, countless runic chains wrapped around the plateau, completely isolating it.

The myriad realms have finally ushered in a long-awaited peace.

Many immortal emperors and Dao ancestors established Daoist temples and spread the Great Dao.

The evolutionary paths that were once suppressed by a strange force have sprung up like mushrooms after rain, sparking brilliant sparks of civilization.

The three priests joined forces to reverse time and resurrect the fallen heroes one by one.

The Willow Goddess takes root in the sea of ​​stars, her branches supporting the newborn universe; the tolling of the Boundless Bell echoes at the end of time, guarding the long river of history; the Ruthless Empress wanders the heavens, seeking the possibility of ascending to the path of sacrifice.

However, in a secluded corner unnoticed, deep within the sealed plateau, a wisp of mist quietly seeps in...

It entangled a newly born genius, planting a strange seed in his heart.

"The plateau... awaits a new master." A faint whisper echoed through time and space.

However, despite being covered by an array and with Jiang Yun and the other two taking turns guarding the area, they were all detected and swiftly eliminated.

An unprecedented and glorious era began amidst the embers of war.

The myriad realms burst forth with unprecedented vitality, and countless geniuses rose up like stars.

And the most dazzling new star among them is named—Chu Feng!
This young man, who rose from humble beginnings, is making incredible strides forward.

His evolutionary path was different from others, and he actually opened up countless secret realms within his body, as if he wanted to reenact the great feat of creating the world.

Meanwhile, Jiang Yun, Huang Tiandi, and Ye Fan took turns guarding the outer perimeter of the plateau.

During their long period of recuperation, their spiritual realm became increasingly unfathomable.

On this day, Jiang Yun revealed the ultimate secret to everyone:

"Up to the level of the Dao, everything must be sacrificed, not only the Dao Fruit, but also the path of evolution, and even... one's own existence."

"Only by reviving from absolute nothingness can one truly transcend eternity."

He solemnly warned: "In addition to a strong enough foundation, an unshakable belief is needed. The slightest hesitation will lead to complete destruction."

The Desolate Emperor had already realized this, and Jiang Yun's thoughts coincided with his. Upon hearing this, he stood up and said, "I'll do it."

He had already sacrificed himself in countless battles.

Without hesitation, he took that step—his figure vanished into nothingness in the light, even the trace of his existence disappeared.

All the powerful beings in the heavens held their breath and focused their minds.

Just when everyone thought he had completely vanished, a figure beyond comprehension was reassembled in the void.

At the sacrificial ceremony, it was accomplished!

The newly born Desolate Emperor took a step and descended directly onto the plateau.

Without any earth-shattering battle, the entire plateau silently crumbled before him. The primordial matter that made the progenitor eternal turned to ashes at his fingertips.

The source of the calamity that had plagued the heavens for countless ages vanished into thin air.

A million years later, Jiang Yun successfully took that step.

Millions of years later, Ye Fan followed closely behind.

In times of peace, the strong emerge in great numbers.

The ruthless empress attained enlightenment amidst the mortal world, ascending to the pinnacle in a white robe; the Willow Goddess, having traversed countless reincarnations, supported the heavens with her branches; and Chu Feng, even later surpassed her, his inner realm evolving into a vast universe…

The myriad realms expanded continuously, refining the boundless chaos, ushering in a true golden age.

In the original world, Jiang Yun lived a comfortable life with his fellow Daoists.

Descendants were "driven" to travel through the heavens, euphemistically called "trials and training".

The only thing that bothered Jiang Yun was that the ruthless man would come looking for Xiao Nannan from time to time. (End of Chapter)