Gaze and you will become stronger: starting from Doupo

Under his feet were the surrendering races, and on his robe was embroidered the same emblem of the Thunder Punishment City as Jiang Han’s Taoist robe.

Chapter 9: Forbidden Earthquake

Deep in the seven forbidden areas of life, the ancestors of all tribes held emergency meetings. On the altar of the Blood River Forbidden Area, a few drops of golden blood suddenly boiled, reflecting the scene of Jiang Han smashing the ancient emperor, which silenced the old monsters who were devouring life. In front of the stone gate of the ancient forbidden area, the guardian beast Qilin suddenly knelt down and let out a long roar towards the northern starry sky, which was a tribute to the ancient emperor.

In a remote star field, eight bodies burning with golden blood were being reassembled, and the ancient emperor's soul roared unwillingly. But when he tried to condense his flesh, he suddenly found that each body was entangled with tiny lightning threads - those were the shackles of heaven left by Jiang Han, and unless he broke through the realm of the emperor, he would never be able to break free.

Three months later, when the first ray of sunlight shone on the Zhongzhou city wall, a huge lightning pattern suddenly appeared in the sky. Jiang Han's figure stepped on the thunder, followed by the human cultivators who survived the catastrophe, and several powerful ancient people who bowed their heads and surrendered. Under the city tower, Ye Fan and others had been waiting for a long time, watching the legendary ancestor approach step by step, and finally understood why the human race could stand firm in the dark turmoil - because there is always such a being, who uses a million years of sleep to trade for a day of dominating the heavens.

In the starry sky, the star field destroyed by the treasure wheel is repairing itself, and the newly born stars are emitting soft light. Jiang Han stood on the top of the city, looking at the mountains in the distance, and suddenly smiled - the new era of the human race has finally arrived. And those creatures who once wandered in the darkness knew that as long as this thunder-like figure was still there, this universe would always have a bright direction.

The vast universe, the vast galaxy, countless stars twinkle like eternal lights. In this vast star field, a duel that is enough to shake the world is taking place. Jiang Han stood quietly on the stars, covered in starlight, surrounded by thunder, as if he controlled the most fundamental power between heaven and earth. His deep eyes calmly stared at the eight bodies below, with a hint of disdain in his eyes, and he spat out two cold words: "Too weak."

"I'm not dead yet!" The eight bodies trembled violently, and faint lights flickered, as if a mysterious force was pulling them. After a moment, the eight bodies reassembled together, and the Ancient Emperor slowly stood up. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of unwillingness and anger. He glanced at the thunder giant standing in the starry sky behind Jiang Han. The giant was roaring with thunder and had a majestic aura, as if it could crush the entire star field. Hatred surged in the eyes of the Ancient Emperor, which was jealousy of Jiang Han's powerful strength, and unwillingness to fail.

Jiang Han raised his lips slightly, revealing a confident smile, which seemed to announce that the outcome of this battle was already determined. He attacked again, and the broadsword in his hand shone brightly. On the blade, thunder was like a dragon, wandering freely, making bursts of roars. "Kill!" The ancient emperor shouted angrily, and the sound shook the universe. Behind him, a strange vision suddenly appeared. It was an ancient and mysterious world, with mountains, rivers, land, sun, moon and stars. The vision and the ancient emperor merged into one. He stepped on the stars and rushed towards Jiang Han fiercely. Every step he took seemed to make the space tremble.

"If you take this blow, you can leave!" Jiang Han's voice was calm and majestic, echoing in this star field. He slowly raised the Thunder Broadsword above his head. In an instant, the sea of ​​thunder in the entire star field seemed to be summoned by some mysterious power, and all rushed towards the broadsword in his hand. Endless lightning gathered, and the originally illuminated starry sky instantly became dim. The darkness spread like a tide, swallowing up all the light. In this darkness, only the figures of Jiang Han, the Ancient Emperor, and Gai Jiuyou who was watching the battle on the side were looming, and the whole scene seemed particularly weird and depressing.

For the human monks and ancient creatures watching the battle, it was as if time had stopped flowing at this moment. They stared at the star field with wide eyes and horror, their hearts filled with shock and fear. The dark world was so dark and terrifying, as if it was an abyss that swallowed everything.

Jiang Han finally swung the broadsword in his hand, and a brilliant blade light cut through the darkness. Wherever it passed, the starry sky was like a fragile piece of paper, easily split in half. At this moment, the entire star field fell into a deathly silence. There was no twinkling of stars, no whistling of wind, only the blade light slowly moving, silently, but it seemed to contain the power to destroy everything.

The ancient emperor had a ferocious expression. He felt the terrifying power contained in the blade light, and a strong fear surged in his heart. But he was unwilling to fail like this. He frantically absorbed the power of the stars around him, slapped his palms together, overlapped them, and a huge palm print was formed in an instant, heading towards the blade light. "Swish!" A piercing sound broke the silence, and the scene seemed to suddenly speed up. In a flash, the blade light easily split the huge palm print and continued to sweep forward. The ancient emperor widened his eyes in horror, his face full of despair and unwillingness. The blade light penetrated his body, and this time, he was split in half from the center of his eyebrows.

Unlike before, the body of the Ancient Emperor did not heal like before, but released a hazy fluorescence all over his body, and his body gradually turned into a rain of light and dissipated. The speed of dissipation was even faster than that of Gai Jiuyou beside him. "Is this the difference between the Great Emperor and the Quasi-Emperor..." The life wave of the Ancient Emperor became weaker and weaker. He looked at Jiang Han with a strong unwillingness in his eyes, and his voice was full of despair and helplessness.

Jiang Han glanced at the dissipating Tai Gu Huang, shook his head gently, and a trace of pity flashed in his eyes. Then, he set his eyes on Jiang Taixu who was also dissipating, and a strange feeling surged in his heart. Jiang Taixu, the once invincible strong man, has now come to the end of his life. Jiang Han couldn't help but feel a little emotional. Gai Jiuyou, a man who had the opportunity to become an emperor, was born in the wrong era. If the Qing Emperor were alive, I believe he would have challenged and pursued the supreme realm without hesitation. However, fate played tricks on him, and he missed the era that belonged to him, and could only wander alone in the long river of time. Gai Jiuyou's dream, Gai Jiuyou's sorrow, Gai Jiuyou's wish... were gradually buried with the passage of time. He is a supreme man with regrets, and an old man with a dream in his heart. Although he failed to step into the peak realm as he wished, he used his last years to protect the human race. In the battle with the Ancient Emperor, he burned his last bit of strength and eventually came to an end.

"We won, the ancestor won this battle!" "The crisis of the human race has been resolved!" "Five million years, you are worthy of being the Wuque Emperor who has lived for five million years!" "In the past, the Wushi Emperor was also as brilliant as the ancestor. Great Emperor, the Black Emperor misses you."... Looking at the ancient emperor who began to turn into a rain of light in the starry sky, the human army was stunned at first, and it took a long time to recover from the shock. Their faces were filled with excitement and smiles, and they began to cheer, and the sound resounded throughout the Big Dipper Star Region. Excited shouts could be heard everywhere in every corner, and people looked up at the majestic figure in the Sky Star Region, their expressions were high, and their eyes were full of admiration and respect.

"No... Impossible!" "The Ancient Emperor has been defeated!" "How could the human race still have such a great emperor!"... Compared to the human race's cheers and joy, the ancient creatures looked at the gradually dying Ancient Emperor with horror on their faces. Their bodies couldn't help but tremble, and when they looked at Jiang Han again, their eyes were full of fear. In their cognition, the Ancient Emperor was an invincible existence, but now he was easily defeated by Jiang Han, which made them deeply in awe of Jiang Han's strength.

"Thank you, senior." Gai Jiuyou stared at Jiang Han in the starry sky, with gratitude in his eyes. His thanks were not only for saving the human race from danger, but also for taking action after he had fought to the utmost. After sleeping for many years, he was awakened one day, and his fate could not be changed. If the other party had taken action to deal with the ancient emperor earlier, he might have lived a little longer, but that kind of natural death was not what he wanted. He longed to fight to the utmost and end his life in the final battle, so that he would have no regrets at his current level.

"I have cut off nine of my own Daos, and my current cultivation has fallen to the level of a Great Emperor. If it were three million years ago, when I was at my peak, I could still heal your Dao injuries. But now, I am helpless." Jiang Han sighed, with a hint of helplessness and regret in his voice. His words shocked everyone present. He cut off nine of his own Daos and fell to the level of a Great Emperor. So what was his cultivation level at his peak? For a while, all kinds of speculations emerged in people's minds, and some even doubted whether he had reached the legendary realm of immortals at his peak.

However, just as Jiang Han finished speaking, strange auras were heard from the human race, the ancient creatures, Gai Jiuyou, and even the seven life forbidden areas. "Did you hear that? The ancestor is not at his peak now!" "He cut off nine of his auras and fell to the Great Emperor Realm! What was his cultivation level at his peak?" "Is he an immortal? Are there really immortals in this world? And he is right in front of us!" "It is said that in ancient times, there were great emperors who cut off one of their auras to prolong their lives and fell from the Great Emperor Realm, becoming the existence between the Quasi-Emperor and the Great Emperor. They were called the Supreme. I didn't expect that the ancestor actually cut off nine of his auras, but even so, he still has the strength of the Great Emperor Realm!" "It is really hard to imagine the strength of the ancestor before he cut off nine of his auras! I am afraid he really surpassed the thousands of star fields." ... The human race sighed, their words were full of surprise and astonishment, and their eyes were filled with admiration and respect.

"May I ask if there are immortals in the world? It turns out there are immortals." Gai Jiuyou looked at Jiang Han, his eyes gradually becoming clearer. This controversial question since ancient times finally had an answer. At his level, he naturally wouldn't think that Jiang Han was fooling him. To be able to step into the realm of the Great Emperor, their state of mind must have been tempered for at least ten thousand years. They have their own pride and disdain to deceive the world.

Above the stars, Jiang Han put his hands behind his back, his eyes fell on Gai Jiuyou, and his tone changed: "Although my current strength cannot completely heal your wounds, I can delay the arrival of that day for you!" After the calm voice fell, the dark starry sky was once again filled with lightning, and the bright light made it difficult to open your eyes. In the lightning, countless stars actually trembled at the same time, and the majestic life breath hidden in the starry sky was wrapped in thunder and poured into Gai Jiuyou's body.

Buzz, buzz, buzz—the runes flickered, and the sound of the emperor filled the air. Almost instantly, Gai Jiuyou's body, which had been gradually becoming transparent, stopped dissipating, and even bits of light rain began to return to Gai Jiuyou's body. As the light gathered bit by bit, Gai Jiuyou's body began to solidify. This was a slow and magical process.

Jiang Han glanced at Gai Jiuyou who was recovering, and no longer paid too much attention to him. He cast his gaze on the ancient creatures in Zhongzhou. The ancient creatures inexplicably felt a strong sense of crisis, but before they could make any move, miserable wails echoed in the land of Zhongzhou. In a few breaths, the bodies of all the ancient creatures exploded together with their souls, including the ancient king. No one was spared. The scene was bloody and terrifying, as if it was a judgment from hell, and Jiang Han was the master of this judgment.

After this earth-shaking battle, the entire universe fell into silence. Jiang Han's reputation spread to every corner as the battle ended. People were full of awe and worship for him. He became the patron saint in the hearts of the human race and the nightmare of the ancient creatures. Jiang Han still stood quietly above the stars, looking deeply into the distance, as if thinking about something, as if waiting for something. His story continues, and this universe has become more mysterious and wonderful because of his existence.

"Dead, all dead!" The young monk clenched the bloodstained hilt, his knuckles turning white from excessive force. He looked at the ancient tribe retreating like a tide in the distance, and his voice was trembling with the trembling of surviving a disaster. Under his feet was the scorched earth soaked in blood, and beside him were the bodies of his fellow tribesmen, one of whom still had his hand protecting his chest - that was his master, the guide who had brought him to this battlefield three days ago.

In the center of the battlefield, the Red Flame Emperor, one of the Four Emperors of Zhongzhou, knelt on one knee, his fingertips deeply inserted into the soil, feeling the majestic pressure left in the earth. "Is this the power of the Great Emperor?" He muttered to himself, his eyes swept over the ancient creatures that were turned into powder within a radius of 100 miles. Those ancient beasts that once gave them a headache, now not even a residue was left. The Lord of the War God Temple held the blood-stained sword, and the blade was still buzzing, as if responding to the god-like figure in the sky. "My human race has the ancestor Hongjun sitting in charge, who dares to invade in the future!" His voice reverberated over the battlefield like a huge bell, causing waves of echoes. (End of this chapter)