The heavens begin with the Dharma of absorbing power.

Chapter 1867 Eternal Time-Space Battle, Emperors of All Heavens Appear

The source of the strangeness devours everything: light, darkness, void, time, cause and effect, destiny, the Great Dao... everything in the world, past and future, everything, is swept towards that vague and ominous existence.

A dazzling light shot into the sky; it was Huang and Ye. Their figures are forever imprinted between heaven and earth. No matter how many years pass, they leave an indelible mark on heaven and earth, on earth and beyond.

The dazzling sword light swept across, and countless beings, whether in ancient times, the present world, or the future, looked up, regardless of their location in time or space, whether in the past or in the future that the river of time was destined to take.

They witnessed the terrifying apocalypse being cleaved open by a blinding sword light, all the rivers of time breaking apart, with only an eternal, terrifying sword light traversing the world, severing eternity and illuminating eternity.

Countless eras and countless ages, regardless of whether they have any connection with the Desolate Heavenly Emperor, all living beings born at this moment—in the present, past, and future—are looking up at the heavens and drawn into this war that will influence the past, present, and future.

If this battle is lost, the past will be reduced to ruins, and everything will be mysteriously buried. This may usher in an unprecedented and bizarre era, where all the powerful beings born in the past, whether they are Immortal Emperors or Daoist priests, will be sealed in the past and have no future.

Although both Xu Xin and the Desolate Emperor firmly believed that the strange phenomenon was destined to fail, they could not allow the source of the strange phenomenon to accomplish this. Therefore, this battle was inevitable and had to be fought.

Countless eras, and even countless future timelines and countless possible future beings, have all been drawn into this battle. They are calling out, and their unseen beliefs are converging.

"Warashi, where have you been all these years? Have you been fighting alone?"

"Huang, we miss you, and we want to help you!"

"The Supreme Desolate Emperor Who Rules the Ages!"

In the past, many people cried out in sorrow.

Cultivators from various historical periods suddenly looked up and saw the figure standing amidst the dazzling sword light, and they cheered with joy.

That utterly desolate battlefield transcends time, existing neither in the past nor in the future, nor even in the present. It is only near the edge of the battlefield that the river of time breaks, a moment becoming eternity. Time seems to freeze at this moment, a moment that even an immortal emperor would find difficult to cross.

Countless people wanted to rush forward and do their part, but they were all helpless. One by one, they faced the battlefield, all of them clenching their fists, frozen in place, their pupils wide open.

The endless past and future, the entire world seemed to have been changed by a single sword strike.

Amidst endless ruins and countless shattered universes, beings of the past and those of the future all looked up at the supreme sword strike that had descended from ancient times, crushing the river of time, severing the years, and scattering fragments of time everywhere. The most dazzling sword light shone into the future, influencing the past and turning everything into chaos.

The dazzling sword light severed the past, present, and future. Blood splattered within the source of the strangeness, but soon the blood blurred and transformed into endless cause and effect, attempting to engulf the Desolate Emperor and utterly annihilate him.

The Desolate Emperor, who ruled over all ages, brought ruin to the past and will change the future.

Amidst the chaos of the battlefield, Emperor Ye also made his move. His two Heavenly Emperor Fists soared into the sky, transforming into endless imperial runes, densely interwoven across countless years, past, future, and present, all forming imperial formations, with countless imperial light surging forth.

“It’s bizarre that you’ve used such despicable means to undermine the foundation of our path.”

"Today, since I am now burdened by karma, I will invoke all karma."

"The Eternal Emperor, appear!"

With Ye Tiandi's roar, endless imperial light surged behind him, and a shattered universe emerged, with countless marks being awakened and revived.

This great realm is very special. The original ancient realm, the predecessor of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, has suffered repeated damage to its origin since it was separated from the Immortal Realm, but countless powerful figures have emerged from this great realm.

Born from this great world in response to calamity, powerful figures such as the Empress, Wushi, and Ye Tiandi, as well as Xu Xin, all emerged from this world, sharing an incredibly close and profound relationship with it. Countless marks appeared, representing powerful beings from the endless past and future who were in harmony with the heart of this universe. These beings, united with the will of heaven, single-handedly controlled the passage of time, suppressing an era. Such powerful beings were called the Ultimate Dao in the chaotic ancient times, Heavenly Venerables in mythology, and Supreme Emperors in the Primordial Era, later becoming Great Emperors.

Supreme Celestial Venerable, Ancient Emperor.

Each one overshadows an era, and each one possesses at least the potential to become an immortal. Some of the most powerful individuals who emerge from among them transcend time and karma, becoming Immortal Emperors or even Sacrificial Daoists.

Of course, such strong individuals are only a minority.

However, this does not mean that the majority of those who fail to transcend the mortal world and attain immortality are truly inferior.

Each of them has infinite potential. When endless timelines intersect, perhaps someone in the past has successfully transcended and is now rushing into the present from the future.

"Ow!"

In the long river of time, celestial light dances, and the Milky Way falls, boundless and vast, making the place ever-changing. A roar shakes the ages.

A Qilin was born, enormous and boundless, lying across the ages, shattering heaven and earth and all things, reigning supreme in the universe, its might suppressing the nine heavens and ten earths, as if it could instantly collapse the three thousand great worlds.

This Qilin seems to be a reincarnation of one of the Ten Fierce Qilins, or perhaps a Qilin emperor from a later era returning to his ancestor. Its entire body is covered in scales, as if cast from celestial gold, shimmering with blue-purple light.

This is a supreme being, who has reached the pinnacle in the realm of humanity, and is no different from the Qilin in the Immortal Realm. The beam of light shooting into the sky from his skull is his Dao Fruit.

It has the head of an ancestral dragon, its body covered with blue-purple scales that shimmer with a cold metallic luster, and runes appearing on its skull, beams of light reaching the heavens and tearing apart the universe.

"Here comes the stick!"

With just two words, time itself trembles; the Qilin Emperor's might overwhelms the Three Realms and Six Paths, its aura soaring to the heavens, reigning supreme in the world.

With a thunderous roar, a dazzling blue light streaked across the dark universe, piercing through the boundless, icy star field, exuding the supreme majesty of an emperor.

Its dazzling blue and crystal-clear brilliance shine with eternal radiance, illuminating the endless universe.

Strands of blue light burst forth, dimming the sun, moon, heavens, and countless stars.

The Qilin, wielding its staff, battles against the passage of time. Once a loser in the realm of humanity, it finds a different possibility in the endless expanse of time and space.

However, this is not an isolated case.

"Boom..."

Time trembled, and a powerful aura surged to the heavens. A supreme being, completely covered in black armor, appeared, shrouded in mist, exuding terrifying power.

Beneath him was a gigantic divine tiger, its body covered in dense scales that shimmered with a terrifying metallic luster, its ferocity overwhelming.

This peerless emperor wielded a great halberd, jet black and menacing, capable of crushing the heavens and shattering countless stars. This halberd was forged from black gold with dragon patterns, its blade gleaming, terrifying and awe-inspiring.

(End of this chapter)