Reverse flow of the Yellow Springs

At that moment, all of humanity's enemies felt a chill to the bone.

Just as Styx had predicted, no new supreme being appeared, but the champions of all time did!

It would be better to have two more supreme beings!

The champion capes fluttered wildly, like red flags waving in the wind.

The Chaos Demon and the Styx Supremes all sensed the approaching danger.

The champion at the peak can challenge the supreme.

Now that all the champions from past generations have gathered, even the most supreme warrior would be doomed!

With a twisted mind and an indescribable crimson hue, its keen instincts issued a warning, urging it to flee as quickly as possible.

The Corpse King, who had an extremely powerful background in life and whose corpse was a living being, even showed signs of alertness on its own.

The voice of all beings, yearning to absorb the power of countless strong beings and evolve into perfection, has for the first time relinquished its greed.

The orc elder roared repeatedly, but could not distort the reality that seemed so bizarre to him.

Meanwhile, the chaotic projections remained extremely vigilant during the pursuit.

If it weren't for the order from the Chosen Ones, they might have had to join forces with Styx to deal with the Champion Team!
They are also enemies of humanity, and the arrival of the champion brings danger to them as well.

Especially the Blood Feather Prince of the Blood God faction, he looked at the rapidly approaching figure.

Looking at that familiar yet unfamiliar combination of hammer and sickle.

"The first generation."

Blood Feather couldn't believe that he would actually see the first champion again.

That was the world's first Blood God Champion Chosen.

There are two methods for selecting the chosen ones of the Blood God faction.

The first type is an individual who demonstrates sufficient strength and bravery.

Thus, they gained the favor of the Blood God, offered sacrifices through the Chaos Ritual, and became the chosen one.

The second method involves throwing countless powerful individuals into the chaotic battlefield, using a method similar to raising poisonous insects to extract the strongest warriors!
Every kill will bring the Blood God's reward and inherit the loser's blessing.

And when the last warrior walks off the battlefield, he will be the champion's chosen one!
Back then, it was this human who fought his way out from among thousands of powerful beings, slaying countless fanatical believers, chaotic demons, beings from forbidden zones, and even corrupted human powerhouses. In his strongest form, he received the Blood God's blessing and a name.

The Blood God generously bestowed upon him the name 'Emperor's Fall'.

That was one of the highest honors bestowed by the Blood God faction, as the Blood God expected him to kill the emperor.

As a result, this guy refused the Blood God's blessing and rebelled on the spot.

He then became the human champion.

In Prince Bloodfeather's eyes, this was a blasphemous and foolish choice!

Especially when he learned that he had been promoted to the Supreme Being and was being devoured by fate.

They felt he was ungrateful; they should have been comrades, engaging in eternal slaughter and battle on the blood-soaked wilderness. Instead, he chose death!
At this moment, the champion team had already erupted, their bloodthirsty aura transforming into a torrent.

Countless wails, accompanied by mountains of corpses and seas of blood, appeared before the eyes of all enemies.

Those were all enemies of humanity who died at the hands of the champion, and now they have transformed into a terrifying aura sweeping across the battlefield!
Then, it crashed into the River Styx with a roar and went upstream!

"Quickly! Go back and provide reinforcements!" roared the Supreme Being of the Underworld.

With nine generations of champions gathered, even the four supreme beings guarding the underworld felt extremely uneasy.

This kind of organization might actually be able to breach the River Styx and destroy the underworld.

We must gather all our strength and return to aid the Underworld!
Abandon those chaotic demonic projections; their offerings won't sustain them for long.

From the 'point' to the underworld, there are still hundreds of kilometers to go, and in between lies the endless River Styx and the dead.

This was enough to hold off the champion for a moment, allowing the Styx Supreme to return to defense and incidentally deal with the troublesome humans, including the Chosen of the Four Chaos Gods and the Avatar of Fear.

However, the underworld has probably forgotten.

The seventh-generation champion, whose sword can pierce through the void! The moment she entered this space, she had already taken control of the entire battlefield!
If 'Shang' hadn't appeared in the form of a terrifying demon back then, she could have broken through the disaster fog and even advanced to the Supreme level!

"You better wait and see if that thing dares to come over!" the seventh-generation champion sneered.

"It's better if it comes over; it better pray it faces both of us at the same time!" The fourth-generation champion grinned: "If it dares to come over, it's this one (thumbs up). If it runs away, we're this one (reverse thumbs up)."

In that instant, the seventh-generation champion swung his iron sword horizontally, and a stable spatial rift appeared.

A spatial rift appeared simultaneously in front of the three Styx Supremes.

The attack happened in an instant!

The first champion's red hammer struck the Corpse King squarely in the chest, causing the crimson markings to spread.

The Corpse King's prized physical body was attacked by an overwhelming belief, causing its defensive capabilities to plummet.

The sixth-generation champion stretched out his arm, which was shrouded in a dark mist. Within the mist, the figures of a vast number of extraordinary creatures and beings from forbidden zones emerged.

Immediately, it tore off the Corpse King's arm.

The third-generation champion's clear voice uttered a 'silence', suppressing the indescribable mental pollution of Crimson from another unknown force.

The seventh champion pierced the air with a single sword strike, unleashing seventy-two consecutive blows, all of which landed squarely on Crimson.

The Echo of All Beings (sub-body) has deployed a perfect defense. Having absorbed a large number of human psionicists, it possesses defensive measures specifically targeting humans.

However, he was directly hit head-on by the eighth-generation champion, and even though he managed to defend himself, his bones groaned in pain.

The fourth-generation champion, however, instantly dissected its supposed perfect defense, piercing its eyes and severing its scorpion tail with a single strike. This rendered its defense imperfect.

In that instant, the three supreme beings of the Styx River suffered severe injuries.

The chaotic projections, on the other hand, were filled with suspicion and fear that the champions, in their bloodlust, would kill them as well.

Unexpectedly, the champions ignored their impending collapse.

'These projections were obtained by Lao Jiu for free; let them stall for a while longer.'

'The Ninth Prince's background is too complex. A choice made by the Four Gods, an eternal divine choice?'

'First Generation, you should have gotten a few Chaos Gods for free back then.'

'This young man is truly formidable; let the Four Evil Gods deal with him.'

'The passing of the torch to champions three thousand years later—is it ultimately about achieving absolute willpower?'

The champions commented on the situation and then appeared together before the orc leader.

'ha'

The orc leader was in utter despair; it was already extremely difficult for a supreme being like himself to deal with two champions.

It can be said that he was the most unfortunate Styx Supreme besides the King of Extinction.

Now, a group of champions have come to besiege it, and it has absolutely no chance of resisting.

'waaaaaa'

"God, I'm no coward!" the orc leader roared, inciting countless orc undead to howl. However, being undead, its God probably couldn't see it. Immediately, it was surrounded and attacked by the eight champions.

It didn't even have a chance to resist; it wanted to escape being captured by the second-generation magnetic field.

I think my strength was countered by the third-generation champion.

The physical defenses were broken by the first champion, causing his defenses to plummet.

The techniques used were analyzed and deciphered by the fourth-generation champion.

His physical body was broken by the eighth-generation champion.

His head was severed by the seventh champion, and his body transformed into thousands of orcs that tried to spread and escape, but were bound by the magnetic field of the second champion.

Then, the fifth-generation champion, who had transformed into a gluttonous beast, devoured them all.

Almost instantly, it vanished without leaving even ash, not even a single spore escaped.

It also had the misfortune of becoming the first human enemy in history to be besieged by eight champions.

"Second brother, well done. You were right to have chosen the right person back then." The first champion laughed, very satisfied with the successor and inheritor of his will.

"Don't call me number two," the white-haired girl gritted her teeth.

“Second generation, they all call you crazy old woman,” the fourth generation champion reminded him.

"Why is it that things are so complicated when it comes to me?" the second-generation champion sighed.

She didn't pay much attention back then; what the enemy called her was none of her business. Looking back now, she actually regrets it a bit. She should have shut down those spreading rumors and given her a different name. Previous champions had pretty good nicknames in the penalty area, but now she's stuck with "crazy old woman" or "crazy man"?

The next instant, the seventh champion swung his sword, and a crack appeared ten kilometers away from the Underworld.

The eight champions stepped out of the rift, their terrifying bloodlust surging straight towards the River Styx.

"It's a pity that we couldn't directly appear on their faces because we had spatial anchors," the seventh champion commented on Hades' defenses.

But this was enough to terrify the Supreme Being of the Underworld.

Is this what it means to be a champion?

In an instant, they traversed hundreds of kilometers, severely injured three people, surrounded and killed a Styx Supreme Being, and directly crossed the Styx River to confront the Underworld.

"Defend the Underworld to the death, and we will surely win!"

The Supreme Being of the Underworld roared, "Turn them all into our collection! Let them return to the River Styx and fight for it!"

As long as the Underworld remains undefeated, they can continue fighting; and as long as they can inflict casualties, their power will continue to increase.

If they can concentrate their firepower and kill one or two of the champions, they will gain the strongest comrades!

This would tip the scales of victory, if all the champions here could be given to the River Styx.
The champions approached the human legion that was swimming upstream in the River Styx, and looked at Li Yelai and the puppets at the forefront.

Now, Li Yelai is wearing the Black Dragon Armor and has gained the power of the Four Gods' Favor.

He possesses five distinct divine qualities.

Clearly, he has spared no expense in order to defeat the Styx.

Behind him stood a valiant army of humans!

Years later, after facing life and death, they once again witnessed the brilliance of humanity! Countless human heroes embarked on a journey to tear through the veil of despair for humankind!

They were their comrades, their fellow soldiers!
The champions were unwillingly defeated by the machinations of fate, leaving behind endless regrets and sighs.

Now, we finally have the chance to fight for humanity once again!
This time, they will fight side by side!
"So this is the successor you chose? Eighth Brother is very good. Even with the blessings of the Four Gods, he still fights for humanity." The first champion chuckled.

Yang Chen, the eighth-generation champion, laughed and said, "I have never doubted him."

"very good."

Then, the first champion raised his hammer and scythe high: "As long as the Great Wall stands, humanity will live on!"

The roar of the human champion echoed across the River Styx, and a blood-stained Great Wall rose from the ground, stretching for tens of kilometers, cutting off the River Styx and enveloping the Underworld within!
"The Great Wall?" Gazing at the champions who had stormed into the battlefield, and at the Great Wall rising abruptly from the ground, the Mountain City Lord, amidst the human legion, laughed heartily, "Truly, it's been a long time!"

Immediately, he roared, "Climb the Great Wall, activate the Meridian Array, and besiege the Underworld! Let the River Styx know the courage of humanity!"

The human warriors roared in response and ascended the Crimson Wall.

When the Harmony Array was activated, dozens of psionic constructs appeared on the Crimson Great Wall.

The Supreme Being of the Underworld roared in fury, "Break through them! Cast them all into the River Styx!"

The surging River Styx transformed into a towering tsunami, carrying death and the end as it crashed against the blood-red Great Wall.

The power of death began to erode the Great Wall, and countless dead walked on air, attacking from both sides of the Great Wall.

But that blood-red Great Wall, built upon countless bones, nourished by undying blood, and imbued with the soul of countless faiths!
How could mere dead people possibly shake it?
This scarlet barrier, standing between life and death, is the indomitable backbone of human civilization and a totem of faith!

That is a Great Wall of flesh and blood forged by countless heroic spirits and countless predecessors!
Every human warrior who ascended the Crimson Wall could feel that their fallen comrades and heroes were right behind them, watching them!

Humanity will never give up!

The battle between life and death has reached a fever pitch!

"You outdated thing!" The roar of the Supreme Being of the Underworld echoed from the depths of the River Styx.

The next moment, the spear, imbued with supreme power, pierced through the River Styx and hurtled straight at the Blood-Red Great Wall.

However, almost simultaneously.

A crimson hammer fell, a golden fist smashed out, and a sharp sword flashed.

The three champions attacked together, shattering the terrifying spear in mid-air.

The Supreme Being of the Underworld was enraged, and the three Supreme Beings simultaneously stepped out of the Underworld.

The first supreme being of the Underworld was a centaur-like creature. He had four arms, each wielding a battle axe and a spear, and was clad in black armor. His lower body was that of a jet-black warhorse, charging forward on the back of the endless River Styx.

The inaugural champion charged forward, his crimson hammer crashing down like a meteor. Space itself trembled as the hammer clashed with the battle axe in a pure, devastating collision! At the moment of impact, spatial rifts erupted.

The fourth-generation champion's eyes suddenly lit up, and a demonic eye appeared in the sky. A guandao (a type of halberd) slashed down, and Centaur Supreme was horrified to find his moves being countered. The pressure surged!
The second Underworld Supreme was a gigantic, extraordinary creature resembling a trilobite, its carapace covered in deathly patterns, each step it took causing the space to tremble. An unstoppable aura ignoring the attacks of the Overlord and the Synergy Construct, it crashed directly into the Crimson Great Wall.

However, it collided with a golden light that was also moving at great speed. The terrifying impact caused the River Styx to surge and the earth to shatter. Countless dead were torn apart by the shockwave.

However, the Trilobite Supreme and the golden figure that collided were unharmed, and then collided again!

Eighth-generation champion, invincible golden body, Yang Chen!
"So tough!" The Trilobite Supreme had barely regained its footing when the ferocious beast Taotie appeared in the sky, devouring the heavens and the earth! The Trilobite roared, the space locked, and it stabilized itself. But the Eighth Champion's blade was already drawn, slashing along its carapace joints, the terrifying sword light illuminating the River Styx!

The third supreme ruler of the underworld was a decaying dragon, whose wings, now made of withered bones, spread out, carrying endless death.

But a terrifying and distorted magnetic field riot erupted, and a pair of even larger storm wings unfurled from behind the second-generation champion, flapping with a deafening roar. Countless blades and the remains of the dead on the battlefield transformed into weapons, slashing towards the dead dragon.

At the same time, black mist surged, and ancient dragon bodies emerged from the mist.

The next moment, the black mist transformed into four enormous dragon claws, which lashed out at the Death Dragon Supreme.

The Supreme Being who remained in the Underworld appeared before the gates of the Underworld, clad in heavy black armor, with dozens of bone spears appearing beside him.

It wanted to raise its spear to aid its companions, but sensed a domineering domain unfolding. The thrown spear was disrupted by a powerful force.

"Control!" The third-generation champion's voice was short but firm, and a series of decrees filled the domain, as they began to vie for control of the javelin.

Behind the battlefield of the champions, a dark star imbued with the power of the four gods is rising slowly.
(Sorry, the ending was revised many times.) (End of Chapter)