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Chapter 1862: Emperor's Dragon Fist (Update)
"Crash..."

In the Immortal Emperor battlefield, an ancient coffin lay across the ground, with chains rattling and winding towards the Ten Crown King like a venomous snake. Each chain was engraved with strange runes, exuding an aura that would make even the emperors palpitate.

The Ten-Crown King held the World Tree in his hand, and the branches of the ancient tree collided with the chains, making a sound of metal clashing. Soon, the branches were corroded and broken, turning into ashes.

The void of the Immortal Emperor battlefield was wailing, and the two completely different imperial laws were like two angry dragons tearing at the foundation of each other's existence.

The Ten-Crown Emperor treads on golden light, and every step he takes leaves an indelible lotus mark in the void. That is his way, his method, the path to an emperor condensed from ten generations of invincibility.

"It's useless. This coffin once buried the Immortal Emperor. You will die today..."

The weird Immortal Emperor declared indifferently, an ancient coffin suppressed the past eternity, and chains danced wildly, blocking all directions.

"There is no life under the coffin of the Emperor of Burial. Ten-time Champion, your legend ends here..."

The strange Immortal Emperor's black robe fluttered, and the ancient coffin engraved with countless strange runes opened completely, and black mist gushed out that was enough to corrode the world.

Countless distorted faces emerged from the black fog. They were the remnants of the powerful men who had been buried in this ancient coffin. At this moment, they turned into the most vicious curse and attacked the emperor.

The World Tree was shaking, and large areas of blackened skin appeared on its trunk.

The Ten-time Champion said nothing, his eyes reflecting all things in the heavens.

He saw it all - he saw himself reincarnated ten times, reaching the pinnacle in every life, he saw himself fighting all over the world without ever being defeated, he saw countless cultivators looking up to him, he engraved the words "Ten Crown King" deep into his heart, and the invincible and undefeated heart remained forever.

It turns out that this is his path to becoming an emperor.

It is not the result of years of accumulation or resources, but the unbeatable belief forged by ten generations of invincibility.

He is not just anyone but the Ten-time Champion, the immortal and invincible young man known as the Son of Heaven.

"I understand."

The ten-time champion whispered, then suddenly raised his hand and touched his forehead.

"My true self is unique and illuminates eternity."

An extremely bright light shot out from between his eyebrows. That was the essence of his Tao fruit, embodying the belief that he would be invincible for ten lifetimes.

Wherever the light passed, endless strange black fog surged, like snow meeting boiling oil, melting most of it in an instant.

"Okay, very good, is this all you have to become a ten-time champion?"

The pupils of the weird Immortal Emperor suddenly shrank, and he clasped his hands together. Suddenly, a giant withered hand stretched out from the ancient coffin. The palm was covered with red hair, emitting a terrifying aura that almost surpassed the emperor level.

"This is the real hand of the Buried Emperor. Let's see how you can resist it!"

When the hand of the Burial Emperor fell, even someone as strong as the Ten-Crown King could hardly hold on. He staggered and seemed to be able to only avoid its sharp edge.

"From one life to another, there are no old friends."

"Ten generations have claimed the crown, and the whole world is at a loss."

"I...will not retreat again..."

Suddenly, the staggering ten-time champion steadied himself, his eyes were full of determination, and the next moment countless scenes appeared behind him.

Among them are scenes of him fighting in the ancient immortal world life after life, as well as his unrestrained life in his youth, his willful youth, and his high-spirited life.

At the same time, the World Tree of the Ten-Crown King was also glowing, revealing countless images.

"All living beings and heavens are under my control!"

The emperor's eyes flashed like lightning, and the seal in his hand changed again.

In an instant, 365 major acupoints in his body glowed at the same time, and in each acupoint there was a vague little person sitting cross-legged. That was the world spirit bred in the prototype of the heavens he opened up.

Three hundred and sixty-five spirits of the universe chanted at the same time; their sounds penetrated the barriers of time and space, resonating with the real heavens and myriad worlds.

At this moment, in countless worlds, billions of lives felt the same and prayed spontaneously. Strands of faith power came together across time and space, forming a golden light curtain around the World Tree. The black fog hit the light curtain, making a tooth-grinding corrosion sound, but it could no longer move forward.

The Ten-Crown King suddenly inserted the World Tree into the void, and ten brilliant halos lit up one after another on the trunk. That was the proof of his ten lifetimes of being the champion, the invincible fruit of each lifetime.

"Ten reincarnations, one day of blooming!"

Ten halos broke away from the tree trunk and intertwined in the air to form a dazzling imperial crown.

At the same time, a deafening dragon roar came from the emperor's body, and a dragon rushed out of his body and wrapped around his fist.

"True Dragon Magic? No, this is..."

The Weird Immortal Emperor changed color again.

"Son of Heaven...Dragon Fist..."

The emperor spoke the truth, and an imperial crown carrying the power of a real dragon fell down with a bang.

This was no ordinary mantra, but a decisive force that combined his ten lifetimes of Dao fruit with the supreme secret technique of the True Dragon clan.

The ancient coffin shook violently, and the big blood-haired hand was suppressed, making a sharp sound of bone breaking.

The strange runes on the ancient coffin went out one after another, as if it had encountered a natural enemy.

The Emperor's Dragon Fist, the killing technique of the Ten-Crown King, was once famous throughout the world for its true dragon magic. It was hard to find an opponent for his pair of dragon fists. Even the Eternal Lord of the Wilderness was not as good as the Ten-Crown King at the beginning, who was just a baby who grew up listening to the legend of the Emperor.

It's a pity that things are different and people are different.

At this moment, he had no choice but to fight.

"Impossible! This is the real Emperor Burial Coffin, how could it be suppressed?"

The weird Immortal Emperor roared.

Suddenly, he bit his tongue and spat out a large amount of black blood onto the coffin.

"With my imperial blood, I summon the ancestor!"

The ancient coffin suddenly became quiet, and then erupted with waves that made the entire Immortal Emperor battlefield tremble.

The lid of the ancient coffin slowly moved, revealing a crack. There was endless darkness inside, as if it was connected to some indescribable place.

The emperor's face was solemn. He felt that the embryonic form of the heavens in his body was beginning to become unstable.

Is that suppression from a higher dimension? Is it related to the strange ancestor who is fighting beyond time and space?
The branches and leaves of the World Tree were withering, but the Ten-Crown King... suddenly smiled.

He reached out his hand and stroked the tree trunk, whispering, "Old friend, accompany me for the last time!"

The top of the World Tree shook, and a wailing tremor came from the branches, but it soon turned into a resolute buzzing sound.

The emperor raised his head, his eyes piercing through the darkness of the ancient coffin, and stared directly at the strange Immortal Emperor: "What do you think I rely on to be the champion for ten generations? Is it because I am afraid of death?"

He suddenly formed an ancient seal with his hands, and the embryonic forms of the heavens in his body reversed at the same time.

At this moment, the hearts of all living beings in the heavens and the worlds were shaken, as if they heard the sound of the world collapsing.

The heavens were shaken, countless worlds seemed to be resonating, and one scene was so shocking that it would last forever.

It was a boundless ruin, with countless continental debris floating on it. On some of the debris, you could still see the remains of magnificent buildings, telling of the prosperity of the past.

The most eye-catching thing is the center of the ruins, where stands the remains of a giant tree that is completely charred. Even though it has been dead for who knows how many epochs, it still exudes a frightening aura of oppression.

That seems to be the ancestor of the world tree.

It's fighting...

(End of this chapter)