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Chapter 1869 In the past, too many sacrifices were made... Now, it's their turn... (Bonus Chapter)

"I am... the Emperor..."

As soon as the words were spoken, the universe trembled violently, and ninety-nine phantom mountains suddenly appeared in the endless space-time, each mountain surrounded by immortal light and the sounds of dragons roaring and phoenixes singing.

Ninety-nine divine mountains are arranged in a mysterious formation, with a world-class imperial cauldron floating in the center, exuding an aura of majesty that suppresses all ages.

The Emperor emerged from the shadow of defeat, becoming increasingly real and visible. He was a man wearing an imperial crown, his face blurred, yet he exuded an aura of majesty that commanded all the heavens. He was even more majestic than the Desolate Emperor and the Leaf Emperor.

It is named after the emperor and honored with the title of "honorable".

In the age of mythology, there was an unparalleled emperor.

His mere phantom appearance caused countless beings to involuntarily kneel down.

"Throughout eternity, though I am dead, I remain the Lord of Heaven, the sole Emperor..."

The Emperor spoke, his voice not loud but resounding throughout time and space, as if at this moment surpassing the Dao Ancestor, blurring the end of the road, and transcending the end of the road.

Throughout history, there have been many who have established celestial courts, and the vast majority of those who ruled celestial courts were called Heavenly Emperors.

However, the Emperor is special.

He could have stood shoulder to shoulder with the Three Heavenly Emperors, or even Huang and Ye. The Heavenly Court of the mythological era was indeed incredibly brilliant, but he did not call himself the Heavenly Emperor, but rather the unique Emperor.

Once, the Emperor failed.

A plan spanning eternity, leading to universal immortality.

He couldn't tell if it was a scam or just disappointment, but he ultimately lost.

But the Emperor who has returned now surpasses all that he has ever been.

"kill!!!"

This is the final cry, the ultimate battle power that emperors and sovereigns throughout history have unleashed, a power that could be achieved by the convergence of countless timelines.

The green bronze cauldron emitted a dazzling light, swaying with brilliant radiance. It tore through the void, fully revived, and crashed into the deepest part of the battlefield, heading towards the source of the strangeness.

The Emperor transformed into a beam of light and disappeared into the green cauldron. This immortal artifact was burning and self-destructing, determined to challenge this dark and eerie supreme power at all costs.

Shooting stars streaked across the endless darkness, and the green bronze cauldron had disintegrated, burning and exploding within the source of the eerie chaos.

In the end, both the imperial figure and the green cauldron turned to dust and ceased to exist. Various immortal lights danced and rained down in the boundless darkness, flying in all directions.

Space and time were distorted, and the eerie plateau seemed to have disappeared. At the center of that distortion, countless points of light were being smoothed out little by little, and a voice once again rang out from within the source of the eeriness.

"Is this your last resort? So-called emperors and sovereigns are nothing but this... Huang, Ye, you are the same, destined to fail..."

The voice of the source of the eeriness rang out again, but it couldn't strike anyone at all; all that responded to it was a clanging sound.

Boundless thunder erupted, and dazzling sword light tore through the myriad realms. Heavy primordial energy descended, pressing down across the ages and traversing the void ocean of time.

Wilderness and Leaf walked side by side, two beams of light stretched across the sky, one with a thunder pool above his head, the other standing on a large cauldron.

The Thunder Pool was shrouded in mist and steam, with countless bolts of lightning, like a heavenly tribulation that controlled the endless universe and the ages. Judgment and judgment were surging within it. In the center of this endless, righteous Thunder Pool, an unimaginable imperial sword was nurtured.

The Desolate Heavenly Emperor drew his Emperor Sword from the lightning pool above his head.

On the other side, the three-legged, two-eared imperial cauldron suppressed all paths and was mixed with the essence of the mother energy of all things, forging an unparalleled imperial cauldron. This was Ye's vessel for carrying the Dao. He clenched his fist, his blood and qi soared to the sky, and the sharpness of the Heavenly Emperor Fist was unstoppable.

Ara and Ye picked up their weapons again, their eyes devoid of nostalgia or joy, but instead filled with a sense of vicissitude and a touch of sadness. A moment later, the sadness in their eyes transformed into resolve, and they charged simultaneously toward the source of the strangeness.

Too many sacrifices were made in the past.

Now, it's their turn.

Both Huang and Ye erupted. There were no shouts, no roars, only silence, a deafening silence. In just a moment, the chaotic battlefield that transcended time and space exploded, more terrifying than the creation of the world. All things were annihilated, and chaos was burned.

The sword light and fist imprints surpassed anything seen before, hurtling towards the source of the strange phenomenon.

The source of the eeriness seemed to take human form at this moment, a blood-dripping spiked club reassembled, the plateau also materialized at this moment, as did the ten ancient coffins, which were almost glued to this blurry figure.

"boom!"

The Emperor Sword in the Thunder Pool was drawn from its sheath. With a single strike, it shattered everything in its path, even the blurry plateau behind it roared and shook violently.

The sword light was everywhere, and nothing could withstand its destructive aura.

The ten ancient coffins trembled, as if they were about to be completely obliterated by the sword light.

The next moment, the terrifying and heavy spiked club was once again cleaved and shattered by the Desolate Emperor Sword. All the black fragments were swept back and rushed into the source of the strangeness, and it seemed that ominous blood was splashing inside, causing the source of the strangeness to fluctuate.

The Desolate Emperor's steps did not stop, and the momentum of the Emperor's Sword did not diminish. It became even more intense and dazzling as it continued to pierce forward and kill its way towards the source of the strangeness.

Emperor Ye also gathered the Mother Qi of All Things and attacked simultaneously with the sword light, intending to defeat everything in front of him with the Emperor Fist.

The source of the strange energy fluctuated, and the figure that coalesced became increasingly realistic.

Originally, He was transformed from the source of the strangeness, surpassing the Ten Ancestors of the Strangeness, extremely powerful, almost exceeding the realm of sacrificial rites, and should have been able to crush them.

However, each battle caused the will of the source of the strangeness to doubt its own existence. It was one thing to be unable to defeat it time and time again.

Now, he's actually had his weapon shattered by two priests and is seriously injured? How absurd is this?
The source of the strangeness was not accessible to each other, but Huang and Ye, fighting for their lives, gave him no chance to catch his breath and launched an even more domineering attack into the source of the strangeness.

That humanoid figure, with its blurry crossed arms, burst forth with boundless, eerie light, and an ominous power surged forth, attempting to suppress the two Heavenly Emperors.

"boom!"

The Emperor's Sword and the Emperor's Fist ripped apart His two blurry arms.

The next moment, the sword and the cauldron resonated together. The Emperor Sword, which could dominate for eternity, and the Emperor Fist, which was unparalleled in the world, rushed into the source of the strangeness and wreaked havoc, almost causing the source of the strangeness to explode directly.

The source of the strangeness became a battlefield at this moment. In that endless darkness and eeriness, it seemed that there was blood and bones everywhere. The ominous power collapsed, and the two Heavenly Emperors' indestructible bodies rushed deeper into the darkness, becoming increasingly fierce.

"Boom..."

Above the head of the Desolate Emperor, a pool of lightning was rising and falling, and billions of bolts of lightning appeared, blasting through a fragment of "He". It looked like a strange ancestor that had been forcibly separated, being blown apart and shattered.

At the same time, Emperor Ye also unleashed boundless fist light, shattering another part of "He" and suppressing and refining it with the unparalleled Myriad Things Mother Qi Cauldron.

Countless bolts of lightning flashed, the Pool of Laws reappeared, and the profound mysteries of the infinite Great Dao were fully revealed. Under the influence of the Desolate Heavenly Emperor, it underwent countless transformations and sublimations over many years, beyond comprehension.

The source of the strangeness attempted to reassemble its body, but it exploded again, turning into blood and bones that burned within. It was then refined and gradually destroyed by Huang using his own essence.

The cauldron of the Mother Qi of All Things was also boiling, with all spirits manifesting, suppressing and obliterating another part of the source of darkness and strangeness.

(End of this chapter)