A journey of survival starting from Zhetian

Chapter 622 Emperor: You have lost again.

In the Age of Probability, amidst a chaotic "ocean".

A terrifying tremor resounded once more in the chaotic "ocean," accompanied by a Celestial Emperor's technique carrying dark matter. The terrifying power instantly shattered the "little bubbles" covering nearly half of the myriad realms around it, causing these extremely troublesome things to break one by one, ultimately erasing all traces of their existence.

However, only the "little bubbles" within a small portion of the myriad realms were erased. Many more "little bubbles," shimmering with subtle light and incomparably dazzling, surged forth from outside the attack range of this Immortal Emperor's technique, like waves crashing in one after another.

Within seconds, the area that had been cleared was completely filled again, enveloping the Dark Immortal Emperor from the Four Extremes Floating Land, eroding his "Dao" and "Dharma", dismembering his blood and bones, and devouring his concepts and logic.

"What exactly is the true form of this being at the end of the road? It seems impossible to kill it all, impossible to eradicate it completely, as if its birth and death are intertwined, and there will be no end to it!"

The ashen face of this Dark Immortal Emperor had turned visibly pale, and his aura was fluctuating wildly. The immortal and indestructible Dao essence surrounding him had weakened and lost its former luster and charm.

Unleashing a relentless, all-out attack, even with a few seconds' interval for recovery, the endless cycle was unbearable even for a creature at the end of the road. Its internal power was being depleted to a terrifying degree, and its recovery ability couldn't keep up with the consumption.

Not to mention, he had previously wanted to enter all the heavens and myriad realms as soon as possible and destroy the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, which consumed too much of his original source to erase the array patterns of the Immortal Emperor's Grand Array, so his condition was not at its peak.

I'm getting weaker and weaker.

The Dark Immortal Emperor, who came from the Four Extremes Floating Land, could clearly sense that his own essence, energy, and spirit were like a reservoir with its floodgates opened, constantly surging and being consumed, showing signs of complete depletion.

"boom!"

The Immortal Emperor's Technique was unleashed once again, this time igniting a portion of the source of the path to the end. The terrifying offensive technique almost underwent a sublimation. Even if the Immortal Kings of all the heavens and myriad realms surged forth, and the zenith era with Quasi-Immortal Emperors ruling the world was destroyed by this terrifying power, leaving not a trace of remains.

However, after this attack, which was about to reach its ultimate sublimation, was unleashed, the situation of this Dark Immortal Emperor from the Four Extremes Floating Land could not be effectively improved. The only effect of this path of relentless attack was to delay his own demise.

He looked up into the distance and saw one "bubble" after another being born out of thin air in this chaotic "ocean". Even the Dark Immortal Emperor, who had a lot of experience fighting against beings of the same realm, and even experience with the Eternal Silence realm, couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

The Dark Immortal Emperor roared in a low voice, filled with shock and anger, "What kind of place is this? Although it poses no threat to the living beings at the end of the road, all laws are gone, all paths are nonexistent, order is chaotic, concepts are nonexistent, and everything depends solely on oneself, with external forces almost nonexistent."

"The environment is already so harsh, but to make matters worse, we also encountered this crazed creature at the end of the road!"

He has traversed many eras, and there are many times when he has faced war upon first meeting someone.

But to wage war while simultaneously devouring the enemy's "Tao" and "Law," dismembering their flesh and blood, consuming their bones and tendons, dissolving their will, corrupting their minds, and seizing their spirits, is something I have never seen before.

This was even more bizarre and terrifying than the creatures of their land.

Sensing his own declining power, the Dark Immortal Emperor's already blood-red pupils became incredibly dark. With incomprehensible murmurs echoing in his mind, his irritated emotions became even more twisted, giving rise to a trace of chaotic madness.

"Emperor."

"Emperor."

"Emperor!"

He kept muttering the name, enduring the frenzied encroachment of countless "little bubbles," and suddenly grabbed a bubble radiating a glowing light. He began to pour his own consciousness into it, exerting the polluting power of dark matter to assimilate this "little bubble" into a part of the darkness.

The consciousness at the end of the road rampaged within this "little bubble," plundering its power, dismembering its "Tao" and "Law," and extracting all orderly energy and matter to replenish its own power, attempting to assimilate it into its own part.

But when a "little bubble" completely merged into the body of this Immortal Emperor from the Four Extremes Floating Land, his expression became extremely ugly. He roared in extreme pain, and strands of colorful imperial blood rapidly dissipated from his body, breaking into pieces of broken bones. It carried a charm that did not belong to dark matter, but was even more indescribable and difficult to describe than these ominous things.

"Unanalyzable! Unassimilable! Uncomprehending!"

"Everything is clearly orderly and possesses normal logic, yet the things we can glean from it are full of absurdity and error!"

"The 'Tao' and 'method' of this thing are poisonous!"

"My 'Tao' and 'Dharma' have both been corrupted!"

"What the hell is this?!"

What horrified him even more was that strands of indescribable color silently enveloped his true spirit, distorting his thoughts, altering his will, and subjecting him to an inexplicable assimilation, making him perceive things that should not exist!

That's a door!

He saw a "door" built by his true spirit, his consciousness, his blood and bones, and his distorted "Tao" and "Dharma"!
"squeak"

The door is open.

A magnificent star cluster manifested behind the door, each brilliant star within representing an unknown "Tao" and "Law," and each trajectory symbolizing an indescribable concept, together forming an unfathomable logic.

Under the watchful eyes of this Dark Immortal Emperor from the Four Extremes Floating Land, an extremely powerful being, even stronger than himself in his prime, who had reached the pinnacle of the Path of Limits and was at the stage of sublimation, was hanging upside down in this indescribable star cluster. Pure white threads pierced through his body, dripping drop after drop of imperial blood, and his face was filled with a twisted smile.

What is presented now is all nutrients, a splendid fertile soil, nourishing a "fruit" that seems to have been eaten but has taken root and sprouted anew.

A profound chill instantly enveloped the mind of this Dark Immortal Emperor from the Four Extremes Floating Lands. An extremely dangerous premonition constantly warned him within his still-intact true spirit, vibrating wildly, reminding him of the immense terror that lay ahead, capable of annihilating him forever. In the dim light, a hazy figure with a face remarkably similar to his appeared in his sight, slowly putting on a monocle.

The feeling of extreme danger instantly overwhelmed his primordial spirit, and an inexplicable distortion gradually overturned his mind. The Dark Immortal Emperor of the Four Extremes Floating Earth vaguely realized that even if he fell into eternal silence and was revived from the Calamity Land again, he would not be able to get rid of this terrifying distortion and erosion.

Because this terrifying distortion and erosion has penetrated deep into "Tao" and "Dharma," transforming into the reverse side of the path to enlightenment.

From then on, they were inseparable.

"No!"
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At the forefront of the long river of time, atop the dark embankment.

As the Dark Immortal Emperor of the Ancient Underworld's expression gradually changed, the Emperor's lips curled up slightly. He dispersed all his historical projections and pulled out a formation diagram full of the true meaning of the final calamity from the ruined Heavenly Court. He raised his hand and covered the entire Dark Ancient Land, sealing off endless time and space and severing a piece of ancient history.

In a daze, four ancient longswords stood horizontally in the air, transforming into four array eyes. The four ancient characters "诛", "陷", "戮", and "绝" were filled with bloody light, lingering around the boundless end of destruction, and bursting out with earth-shattering sword light, traversing every inch of time and space, every dimension, and every piece of ancient history, omnipresent!

Amidst the endless roar of sword light, one bizarre creature after another was pulverized into nothingness, strands of dark matter were annihilated into nothingness, and corpses were stripped of their meaning of existence. Even the concepts and logic that supported consciousness were completely severed.

A massive backlash instantly struck the Dark Immortal Emperor of the Ancient Underworld. His figure in ancient history gradually became hazy and illusory, and the historical traces that still existed in the river of time almost completely dissipated.

"boom"

A muffled boom resounded, the phantoms of the four ancient longswords dissipated, the array began to collapse, and finally gathered in the Emperor's hand.

Looking at the nearly corpse-like Dark Immortal Emperor before him, the Emperor Venerable took a slight breath and immediately drew up a wisp of Immortal Emperor power from his almost dried-up body. He then pulled out another illusory river of time, which evolved into the Heavenly Blade of Time, and slashed down at this ominous being at the end of the road.

A hint of panic flashed in the eyes of the Dark Immortal Emperor who had emerged from the ancient underworld. As a being who had existed for countless ages, he could clearly sense the effect of this attack of time.

This is not a Dao technique targeting his physical body, nor a Dao technique targeting his true spirit, nor a Dao technique targeting his Dao fruition at the end of his path, but a Dao technique targeting the "time" of his existence!

The Emperor wants to completely detach his "time" from the present world and banish it to an illusory future, making it impossible for him to return to the forefront of the river of time in the short term!

This is equivalent to a special kind of time seal. When the time comes, the only way for him to return as quickly as possible is probably to remain in eternal oblivion and then revive from the plateau deep in the land of Calamity.

Moreover, even if he were to perish eternally, it would still take a considerable amount of time for him to recover from the plateau. This time difference would be enough for the Emperor to focus all his efforts on dealing with the High Priest, defeat him, and thus rebuild the Heavenly Court and repair the damaged barrier.

Their plan, which they had been plotting for millions of years to break through the barrier and destroy all the worlds, will once again come to nothing!
The Dark Immortal Emperor, who emerged from the ancient underworld, wanted to once again draw upon a wisp of Immortal Emperor power from within his imperial body, drive the myriad paths, unleash a devastating attack, and thwart the Emperor Venerable's scheme.

However, due to the backlash from the Immortal Emperor's Law, he now finds it extremely difficult to even muster a single thought. He can only watch helplessly as the blade of time slices through him, severing his connection between "time" and the present world.

In an instant, the faint, fragile historical trace of the Dark Immortal Emperor of the Ancient Underworld existing in the river of time was stripped away, lost in a phantom future. At the same time, the figure existing at the forefront of time in the river of time also gradually became blurred.

Now, all he could do was stare coldly and resentfully at the Emperor's slightly tired face.

“Your magic is not as powerful as the Desolate One’s. Even if you want to obliterate an ordinary being at the end of the path, it will take a considerable amount of time. Even with the assistance of multiple Immortal Emperor weapons, it would still take half an epoch to permanently annihilate a being of my level. During this period, your power will be greatly restricted. Therefore, banishing me is the best option.”

"Mythical Heavenly Emperor, you've won this time, but what about next time?"

Before the Dark Immortal Emperor of the Ancient Underworld could finish speaking, the Emperor directly wielded the Heavenly Blade of Time, scattering the traces that still remained in the present world. With the endless sharpness of time, he completely disintegrated all the ominousness that existed in this dark ancient land, tore apart all the derivatives of dark matter, stripped away all the historical traces of the strange creatures in history, and brought this place into the protective range of the barrier.

Having completed all this, the Emperor took another breath, looked at the High Priest who was still fighting against himself in the illusory future, and then dissipated the figure, turning into a wisp of pure energy, crossing the barrier formed by the infinite illusory future, and re-integrating into his main body.

"Rumble"

In a future where illusion and reality intertwine, the Emperor, whose body had been significantly restored from its depletion, had a slight glimmer in his eyes.

He immediately waved his hand and inscribed ten Dao characters in the void: “Dou”, “Zhe”, “Zu”, “Qian”, “Xing”, “Bing”, “Shu”, “Lin”, “Jie”, and “Xin”. These characters were reconstructed by him using his own Immortal Emperor Laws. He then gathered them in his palm and unleashed a strike towards Si Wu in front of him, burning the Immortal Emperor's origin with the light of flying immortals.

In an instant, countless possible futures descended from the sky with a terrifying stream of light, evaporating drops of imperial blood carrying dark matter, annihilating fragments of shattered dark imperial bones, erasing all possibilities of victory for this high priest, and firmly anchoring his ultimate victory at this moment.

The chief priest was caught off guard and was also completely blasted out of the myriad realms by this attack that had leaped to the level of a "great tyrannosaurus," leaving hundreds or even thousands of time-related wounds on his imperial body.

Thus, the possibility of a dark resurgence in all the heavens and myriad realms, which had been stirred up by Si Wu, was once again extinguished.

Outside the barrier.

Before Si Wu, the Emperor, severing all the dark forces, re-differentiated a wisp of pure energy, condensed it into an avatar, and began to repair the shattered Heavenly Court and the Immortal Emperor's Great Array that had been annihilated by that wisp of eerie green mist and the floating soil of the four poles.

Faced with such a heart-wrenching scene, the high priest's face flushed instantly, he coughed up a mouthful of imperial blood, and then his face turned slightly pale, his aura quietly declining a few points again. In contrast, the Emperor Venerable was constantly using the Dao of Time to cleanse the Dao wounds on his imperial body, and his own condition was still relatively good.

Seeing the three Dark Immortal Emperors reappear before him, but in extremely poor condition, the Emperor's lips curled slightly as he retreated to the "barrier" that had been repaired.

He said with a subtle smile, "You've lost again."

(End of this chapter)