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Chapter 1858: Nine Changes Shocking the World, Ten Changes Beyond the Past and Present (Updated)

There are nine layers of divine coffins. When the last small coffin appeared, the coffin board, which was only as long as a thumb, made a slight click, made a trembling sound, and then left a tiny gap.

An unimaginable and majestic imperial evil surged out, covering the sky and the earth like a vast ocean, boundless and infinite, just like a starry sky falling down. The Four Pole Soul River, which was once one of the bases of the strange tribe, collapsed in an instant, and one strange figure after another was shattered.

"Roar!"

Among the destroyed strange army, there were many terrifying creatures, such as the red-haired Taoist ancestor, who had large pores and red hairs like steel needles standing up, bringing with them a bloody chilly wind.

"woohoo"

The wind was howling, blood shadows were visible, large parts of the universe were shattered, everything was dark, a red-haired whirlwind covered the sky, sand and rocks were flying, it looked extremely terrifying.

"Woo..."

The strange sound was like a ghost crying or the dead wailing. The ruined battlefield was dark and shrouded in leaden clouds.

It was a terrifying scene, as if the gates of hell had opened wide and hundreds of millions of heroes rushed out.

A red-haired whirlwind swept in, with ghosts and goblins everywhere, shadows looming, and ghosts crying and howling. It was as if the gates of hell were wide open and the evil spirits were rising into the sky.

The ghostly wind split the sky, which was extremely frightening, and the humming sound continued. In the dim mist, blood-red lightning flashed, which was extremely eye-catching and enchanting, like a streak of blood blooming, which was horrifying.

"Crash..."

Countless raindrops fell, bringing with them a pungent smell of blood. The pouring blood rain quickly hit the nine-layer coffin of the gods. A bloody and spectacular scene appeared at the end of time and space, like small rivers falling, scarlet and dazzling, causing countless ripples in the years.

"Woooo..."

Blood shadows were everywhere, the wind was howling, accompanied by pouring blood and a whirlwind of red hair. A group of ghost-like humanoid creatures were approaching the coffin of the god. They were covered with corpse hair, some were completely black, and some were as red as blood, looking hideous and terrifying.

"Puff puff puff puff..."

The numerous strange creatures were torn into pieces before they even got close to the coffin of the gods. Their bodies turned into meat paste and blood splattered. The ordinary strange creatures could not do anything to the coffin at all.

"Silkworm King, how dare you betray me..."

A strange Immortal Emperor said angrily, he once ruled the Four Pole Soul River, and the guy sleeping in the god's coffin also entered the Soul River during his reign. He thought he was another fallen person who actively embraced darkness, but he didn't expect that he would encounter such a betrayal one day.

"Crack!"

A terrible sound was heard, and the last layer of the ancient coffin of the god that was once buried in the sky was opened. The coffin lid fell to the side, and suddenly a strong wind blew, the sun and the moon trembled, and the infinite universe shook.

At this moment, the chaotic battlefield seemed to be covered by dark clouds. All the quasi-immortal emperors and creatures at a lower level felt as if their chests were pressed down by a hundred thousand huge mountains. They could not breathe at all and fear arose in their hearts.

However, the interior of the thumb-sized coffin was filled with chaos and countless twinkling stars. It was a brand new universe that was evolving the heavens and creating the world.

"Be bold!"

The Weird Immortal Emperor became even more angry. He took a step forward and came to the small coffin of the god. He stepped down to crush it and kill the traitor who made him angry.

"boom!"

Chaos surged, imperial evil filled the sky, and the small coffin completely rioted, emitting an aura and fluctuation that almost surpassed that of a quasi-immortal emperor, sweeping across the battlefield that had cut off time.

"Silkworm Emperor, you traitor, are you going to break through to become the Immortal Emperor? Don't even think about it..." The strange Immortal Emperor's eyes flashed with cold light, and he stretched out a hand directly, wanting to destroy the nine-layer coffin and the person in the coffin together.

"Boom..."

The small coffin shook, almost turning over, the chaotic energy in the coffin surged, gushing out like a vast ocean, and a humanoid creature was shaken out of the coffin. As soon as it appeared, time trembled, the universe was terrified, time and space were wailing, and the avenue was all under its feet.

That figure was enveloped in chaos and was hazy. The moment it appeared, countless strange creatures bowed their heads and knelt on the ground, terrified to the extreme. Every inch of their flesh and blood was trembling with awe from the bottom of their souls.

This is a majestic man, standing there, so majestic that everything is broken by the pressure. Only he remains forever, shrouded in mist.

The strongest man is born, dominating the nine heavens.

He stood there, wrapped in chaotic mist, facing the weird Immortal Emperor directly, and was not at a disadvantage at all.

Death energy and imperial evil surged, with brilliant immortal light breaking through time and space. It was an imperial weapon that had been sleeping for who knows how many years, waking up from hibernation, and instantly shining through the ages, like a lost child seeing his parents, humming softly and shaking violently.

The clanging sounds continued as pieces of armor rushed towards the figure and continuously covered it.

Every time a piece of it fell, the chaotic mist was dispersed, and the nine-colored fairy clothes trembled. The sound was clear and the metallic luster was dazzling, shining like the sun falling from the sky.

The imperial weapon revived, and all were worn on his body, becoming even more terrifying. In an instant, it changed nine times, and the tenth light rushed out, and then the eleventh, twelfth, thirteenth, and fourteenth...

The immortal light was vast, hanging down from the boundless heavens, a vast expanse of white, drowning the man known as the traitor Silkworm King, bathing him in the brilliance of the sun, moon and stars, dazzling and brilliant.

The nine-colored battle suit revived, flashing with a brilliant luster and possessing a cold metallic texture, as well as bursts of sonorous divine sounds, which set off its more majestic posture. Its body appeared more and more divine and holy, almost becoming the only one in the world.

"Silkworm Emperor, you are just a Dao Ancestor. Prepare to die..."

The strange Immortal Emperor broke through countless chaos and came in front of this man, grabbing his head with one hand.

"boom!"

At this moment, this hand was naturally grabbed by someone.

"Silkworm Emperor? No, I am the Divine Emperor..."

The figure who walked out of the nine-layer coffin of the god spoke. This was the first time he spoke after endless years, and he revealed his identity.

Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the ancient times, the Divine Silkworm Ancient Emperor, an outlier among countless ancient emperors, a special existence, nine transformations that were invincible in heaven and earth, ten transformations that were superior to the past, present and future, the years when he became the emperor can only be described as glorious and brilliant.

Although the Ancient Divine Silkworm Emperor did not achieve the same achievements as the Three Heavenly Emperors, he had also reigned as the emperor of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths for a long time and lived for several lifetimes, making countless supreme beings at that time despair and unable to match him.

The Divine Silkworm Emperor, also known as the Divine Emperor.

The ninth change shocked the world, the tenth change surpassed the past and present.

In that extremely distant era, Shencan Ridge was once feared by the world. Everything originated from the Divine Emperor, who perfected the Shencan clan's skills and completed the ninth to tenth or even higher level of transformation, dominating the past and present.

In that era, he made everyone fearful and helpless, because he was too strong and unmatched, and also because he lived long enough.

During those years, some of the surviving supreme beings all avoided him and lay dormant, having to avoid his edge.

(End of this chapter)