In the heavens, people become emperors by being bad.

Chapter 626 [The Drumbeats Gather Divine Generals, the Elixir Moves Hearts]

The Emperor died, killed by a junior from the sixth level of the Heavenly Realm.

The mythical battlefield was completely silent. The quasi-emperors watching nearby, as well as the imperial lineages observing the battlefield using special means, were all numb at this moment, feeling a sense of unreal dreamlike reality.

The fact that a supreme being with a name and a reputation in the vast universe could fall so easily will have a profound impact. The divine court that governs a large number of territories will also fall apart, and countless galaxies will be thrown into turmoil.

All of this happened so suddenly.

No matter how Lin Xian belittled the Lord of the Divine Court, he was still a peerless master of the Nine Heavens, high above and regarded as someone who had the hope of becoming an emperor. It is truly lamentable that so many people in the universe who are destined to achieve enlightenment have withered away like this.

Ye Fan stood tall above the starry sky, his holy fist stained with the blood of a quasi-emperor, exuding unparalleled majesty. His black hair was disheveled, giving him an indescribable and peerless elegance. Beneath his feet was the supreme imperial road paved with blood and bone. Treading on the corpse of the Vermilion Bird, he ascended to the heavens and ruled the universe.

"This life belongs to him!"

The quasi-emperors of the heavens trembled. If Ye Fan's battle with the Lord of Reincarnation could still be argued by borrowing the corpse of the Great Accomplished Holy Body, then his slaying of the Lord of the Divine Court proved that a genuine Great Emperor was about to rise.

Is the curse that the Holy Body cannot attain enlightenment about to be broken? Or is it truly the reincarnation of the Emperor?
"In this life, no quasi-emperor can stand in his way."

Emperor Mingde, who rushed to the battlefield of mythology and happened to witness this scene, sighed and was captivated by Ye Fan's demeanor, thus extinguishing his desire to become an emperor.

"Not necessarily. Isn't there still a Chaos Body?" A Quasi-Emperor raised an eyebrow, looked towards the Phoenix Nest, and commented, "Perhaps in this generation, the Heavenly Court will produce a Chaos Emperor and a Great Accomplished Saint Body."

One family, two emperors; one religion, two revered figures—a glorious and brilliant chapter in ancient history.

This is a miracle that has never been seen before. Even the old woodcutter couldn't help but sigh, wishing he could repeat the miracle of Yaochi. At the same time, he was also glad that he hadn't intervened earlier, so that he could now watch from the sidelines.

All the pressure fell on the Undying Empress. A look of solemnity finally appeared on her fair face. The Emperor was dead, and no one was there to share the burden. The Phoenix Nest was in grave danger.

Ye Fan walked step by step, causing the stars and universe to tremble, as if a great emperor was on a journey. With every gesture, countless paths followed him. His eyes swept across the Phoenix Nest like lightning, exuding imperial majesty. However, his words ruined the atmosphere: "Holy Lord, it's not working. You haven't been able to subdue the Heavenly Empress for so long. Do you want me to help you?"

“This is the Emperor’s Dao Companion, how can she be compared to a wild, aspiring Daoist like the Emperor? She has a foundation and a backup plan.” Lin Xian rolled her eyes, then asked, “If the Emperor hadn’t fled, how many moves could he have exchanged?”

In a battle of wits, life and death often hang in the balance. Even the worst emperor is still a quasi-emperor of the Ninth Heaven, possessing numerous methods.

Unfortunately, he chose to flee. With his Dao heart retreating, not only was his divine restraint weakened, but even his aura diminished, leading to an extremely frustrating death.

"About a dozen or so moves."

Ye Fan pondered for a moment and then commented, "He has ultimately grasped a trace of the Imperial Law. If he is willing to fight a bloody battle, his essence, energy, and spirit will be fused together, and he may have a chance to enter the Divine Forbidden Zone again. At that time, he will reach the ultimate sublimation. Even if he loses, he may not die and will have a chance to escape."

In a narrow encounter, the brave prevail. The emperor cherished his life, which is why he died. If he had not been afraid of death, he would not have died.

The causes and effects of fate in human life are often so wondrous.

As the two chatted, they surrounded the Phoenix Nest from the front and back, treating the Undying Empress as if she were already in their grasp, speaking casually as if they didn't care at all.

"Did you really think you had it all figured out?"

"In the past, the Emperor ruled over the nine heavens and ten earths, reigning supreme over the universe; his foundation was beyond imagination!"

The Undying Empress's voice was icy as she waved her hand toward the Phoenix Nest. A quasi-emperor female official presented a divine drum, upon which flowed chaotic energy and flashed imperial runes. It was actually a supreme forbidden artifact, terrifying beyond measure.

"That...that's the Emperor's Drum!!!"

The mythical battlefield is filled with quasi-emperors, including many ancient races with deep-rooted heritage. They came from the Primordial Era and immediately recognized the origin of the magical artifact in the hands of the Undying Empress. It was forged by all races in the early Primordial Era to express their loyalty to the Emperor and to show their gratitude for the Emperor's benevolence.

It is said that when the war drums sound, divine generals gather, war troops follow, and hundreds of thousands of great races in the universe move in response.

"Just one drumbeat; do those vows from back then really have any binding force?"

Outside the battlefield, some powerful figures from ancient races looked grim. Their ancestors had made a blood oath, but millions of years had passed. Were they really going to risk their lives for a hollow oath?

Human hearts are unpredictable; even the most loyal vows will fade with time and eventually be forgotten.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The Undying Empress personally struck the war drum. Her two lotus-root arms were snow-white, and with each rise and fall, there was an invisible divine charm that resounded through the heavens and echoed throughout the myriad realms. It was like a rolling ocean tearing through the sky, sweeping upwards and spreading to the eight wastelands of the universe. It was like the howling of gods and demons and the roar of heavenly soldiers, making people's blood boil.

Even a quasi-emperor cannot escape this constraint. His primordial spirit glows, his blood energy surges to the sky, and an impulse rises within him, wanting to follow in the footsteps of the Heavenly Emperor and fight a bloody battle across the eight wastelands!
"This Emperor's Drum has a demonic quality!"

Countless clan elders gritted their teeth and struggled to resist this summons, only to be met with a backlash, to the point that their ancestral planet was on the verge of collapse.

Those who follow it prosper, those who oppose it perish—this incomparably domineering will pervades the world!
The great clans that swore to follow the Immortal Emperor and shed their ancestral blood on the altars of their respective ancestral lands are now being sought out by the power of their vows. If they do not fight, they will have to pay a heavy price.

Conversely, some races that have been loyal to the Undying Emperor since ancient times have benefited greatly. They were the first to go into battle and were the first to be strengthened, bathed in divine light, and like divine weapons.

The mighty army of myriad races swept in, traversing the cosmos and converging together, their aura vast and powerful. Almost every moment, powerful figures broke through to new heights, with even quasi-emperors leading their armies.

However, the Undying Empress wanted to summon not only these large armies and low-level quasi-emperors, but also the eight divine generals who had fought alongside the Emperor in the bloody battles against the imperial weapons and ascended to godhood!
The eight divine generals of the past are said to have passed away in the long river of history, but there are a few exceptions. In the deepest part of the starry river, in a magnificent tomb, a figure surrounded by the sun and moon shattered the source stone and suddenly looked up at the sky.

He was the Sun and Moon God General. In the past, he made a mistake in his enlightenment and suffered a Dao injury. He almost died. The Undying Emperor seized the creation and drew upon the infinite immortal light on the path to immortality, which flowed into the tomb of the Sun and Moon God General. This healed his broken body and sealed it with immortal energy, leaving the possibility of resurrection.

Now, with the sound of the Emperor's war drums, this divine general, who has slumbered for millions of years, has been revived once more.

"The Emperor has sounded the war drums? No, the Emperor is supreme and knows my situation. If he has an order, he can issue it with a single decree. It's the Empress... that woman is in trouble and is pleading with the Emperor's subordinates."

The Sun and Moon God General swept his gaze across the void with great magical power, observing the mythical battlefield. He understood and murmured, "My Dao wounds have not yet healed. If I were to enter the world to fight, even if I win, I would surely die."

But does the possibility of death justify not going? That's not the style of the Eight Divine Generals!

"The Emperor has shown me great kindness; how could I not go!"

The Sun and Moon Gods remained silent for a moment, then raised their heads and let out a long roar. Countless stars fell like a vast silver waterfall, irrigating the ancient tombstone. Furthermore, the Arctic Celestial Light echoed, a work left by the Emperor to prolong its life.

A great sun and a bright moon soared into the sky, transforming into a divine bridge and a celestial rainbow, directly entering the mythical battlefield. They unleashed an astonishing aura, no ordinary quasi-emperor. They had once reached the high level and were awe-inspiring in the prehistoric universe. Their hands were stained with blood, including the blood of quasi-emperors of the same level.

There were three such auras. Although they had endured countless ages, their blood and energy had declined, and they were old and frail, they still responded to the Emperor's call to gather generals and resolutely came to support the Empress.

The sun and moon revolve around him, he is a god who will dominate the world, and wisps of celestial light emanate from him, his aura engulfing the universe.

Clad in dark gold armor, he resembled an unparalleled demon god, exuding an aura of imperial might.

A dark mist descended, and faintly visible were flickering blue lamps, like the lord of the underworld.

Each aura was stronger and more terrifying than the last. If they were at their peak, they would be no weaker than the Emperor, and might even be stronger!

"The third divine general is the Netherworld Demon God, the fourth divine general is the Earth Heaven God General, and the fifth divine general is the Sun and Moon God General."

One of the Quasi-Emperors sighed, "If this were the Primordial Era, with all three of them appearing together, even the Quasi-Emperors of the Nine Heavens would likely perish." Unfortunately, times have changed, and the era of the Heavenly Emperor has passed. Even the Divine Generals have faded into obscurity, with only the Netherworld Demon God barely maintaining the combat power of a high-level Quasi-Emperor.

"The second divine general didn't come? That old thing really has passed away!"

The Demon God looked around and narrowed his eyes. In the Primordial Era, his blood energy soared to the heavens, and he ascended to the Ninth Heaven, yet he could only rank third among the Eight Divine Generals. One can imagine how monstrous the two ahead of him must have been.

The second divine general followed the emperor in battle, spending his life on the battlefield. He reached the pinnacle of the Nine Heavens and could be considered a half-step Daoist. It is truly unimaginable that he would pass away peacefully.

“Perhaps time is too cruel.” Kun Tian Divine General shook his head, then hesitated and said, “It’s one thing that the Second Divine General is missing, but why is the First Divine General not showing up?”

The second divine general was halfway to the Dao, while the first divine general was even more terrifying, having already achieved an unconventional Dao. He was a true supreme enemy. Even if the Heavenly Emperor achieved the Dao, ruled over the rise and fall of the mortal world, suppressed all the Daos under heaven, and governed all the heavens, he could not completely overshadow Ning Fei's brilliance. It was impossible for him to die an ordinary death.

"When the First Divine General retired, he still had half of his lifespan remaining. He was not yet old, and he had the time, energy, and ability to take a gamble on his life."

Kun Tian God General said decisively, "Even if we all die, he cannot die."

"Then why didn't Ning Fei come..." The Undying Empress's tone was faint and somewhat different, causing the other three divine generals to turn their heads and hesitate to speak.

As the Eight Divine Generals, they held high positions and wielded great power. Naturally, they knew some of the secrets within the Emperor's Divine Dynasty. The Empress and the Divine Generals were from the same era and had a past together.

However, by then the Emperor had already attained enlightenment nine thousand years ago, and was invincible throughout the nine heavens and ten earths. No matter how powerful Ning Fei was, he had not yet attained enlightenment, so naturally he could not compete with him.

At the time, the first emperor and empress passed away, leaving the position vacant. This attracted countless phoenix descendants to flock to the position. The one with the purest bloodline became the Empress for power, while another became the First Divine General.

The Emperor and Empress were brought together by power and did not have much affection for each other. The Immortal Emperor only regarded her as a tool for procreation. Therefore, the Eight Divine Generals noticed the Emperor's attitude and thus did not respect the Empress much.

On the contrary, Ning Fei was exceptionally talented, and both the Eight Divine Generals and the Immortal Emperor admired him greatly.

"Without the First Divine General coming, do you think you can stop the Heavenly Court's progress with just a few rotten tomatoes and stinky eggs?"

Lin Xian stepped forward, shouted loudly, revealing his villainous aura, and said coldly and ruthlessly, "Now you are not even as good as the Emperor!"

"Young people shouldn't be so arrogant!"

The Demon God roared, "When we followed the Emperor to conquer the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, your ancestors were still bowing at our feet."

"What kind of young person wouldn't be arrogant?"

Lin Xian said disdainfully, "What's the point of talking about the past or the glory? We're both mid-level Quasi-Emperors, I could kill you in three moves."

The surging chaotic aura intimidated everyone in the Phoenix Nest. Every divine general looked grim. Not to mention their depleted blood energy, the mere mention of the Chaotic Body was enough to suppress the heavens and the earth. Even the Undying Emperor would have to go through a bloody battle if he encountered it; it was an unparalleled enemy.

Moreover, there was a Holy Body that had slain an Emperor nearby, lurking menacingly; the situation was far from optimistic.

"Since the First Divine General is not here, then please have the three Divine Generals take this Nine-Turn Immortal Pill."

The voice of the Undying Queen rang out, stunning everyone. Nine-Turn Immortal Pill! They couldn't have misheard, could they? It was actually the Nine-Turn Immortal Pill!
The legendary elixir of immortality is rarely seen in the mortal world. It requires the use of an immortal medicine as the main ingredient, undergoes countless refinements, and is finally created against the heavens. It is hailed as the greatest elixir of all time and can allow an emperor to live another life.

Phoenix Nest has such a profound foundation!

"Ahhh, I should have realized it sooner! If the Emperor could refine it back then, the Undying Emperor could certainly do it too!"

"I missed it, I really missed it."

The fat Taoist priest Duan De was going crazy; his eyes were practically glowing red, and he wished he could grab the Devouring Demon Jar and charge in.

The Heavenly Court went to great lengths in the Eternal Starfield, with the Supreme Beings of the Forbidden Zones scheming against each other, all for the sake of a single immortal pill!

The fact that there were readily available pills here drove all the quasi-emperors crazy. Peerless experts like the Woodcutter and the Yellow-Toothed Quasi-Emperor were all eager to make their move. There was no need to follow any rules of the martial world when dealing with evil forces like the Phoenix Nest. Once the imperial formation was broken, everyone could share the elixir.

"The Empress has elixirs of immortality, yet she doesn't keep them for herself?" The Sun and Moon God General swallowed hard. Even when the Emperor saved him back then, he never used such rare treasures.

If he had a single elixir, he would probably sell it for his life.

"Naturally, it's not a flawless elixir. The Emperor himself consumed the Nine-Turn Elixir, leaving behind only some elixir residue."

The Undying Empress waved her hand, and a small bottle appeared in her palm, containing about half a bottle. She refined one-fifth of it herself to restore her blood and energy, gave the remaining three-fifths to the three divine generals, and kept the last small portion as a reserve, perhaps for Ning Fei's use.

The Heavenly Queen treated them with sincerity, providing all the elixir's worth to prevent future infighting among the gods over the elixir, ensuring everything was clearly and transparently divided.

This also disappointed many top experts. If it were a flawless elixir, they would risk their lives for it, but with only one-tenth left, its allure was greatly diminished.

"kill!"

During this time, Ye Fan used the Green Cauldron to launch a fierce attack, trying to break through the Phoenix Nest and seize half of the Nine-Turn Immortal Pill, but the Undying Emperor's lair was too strong.

Several powerful quasi-emperors activated the Heavenly Emperor Formation, erecting a canopy in the Phoenix Nest. Although it was shaken and cracked by the impact of the Green Cauldron, it could not be completely broken.

"Revive, Fuxi Dragon Stele!"

Lin Xian also drew out the Fuxi Dragon Tablet, channeling his magic power to revive it to a level close to that of a celestial artifact, unleashing extremely brilliant celestial laws. He then slammed it down, almost shattering the Phoenix Nest.

"The Emperor is calling, warriors of all races!"

The Immortal Queen struck the Emperor's Drum, creating golden ripples that formed a forbidden sea, continuously strengthening herself and drawing upon the blessings of all races.

The deep, muffled drumbeats were like the roar of an ancient beast from the celestial realm, shaking one's soul and radiating wisps of celestial light, as if an immortal emperor had descended.

"What material is this drum made of? Could it be the divine skin that the Undying Emperor himself transformed into?"

Lin Xian glanced sideways and urged Duan De to make a move quickly.

"I know, I know, this is the essence blood that I painstakingly extracted!" Duan De cried out in anguish, sacrificing his blood to the Devouring Demon Jar, hoping to gain a great advantage with a small investment, exchanging a portion of his blood for a Nine-Turn Immortal Pill.

The Green Cauldron, the Dragon Stele, and the Demon Jar—three supreme magical artifacts—struck together. Even the Phoenix Nest of the Undying Emperor, as powerful as it was, was forced to retreat. The formation roared and crackled, and runes shattered one after another, turning into a rain of light.

"We've breached the Immortal Emperor's stronghold!"

Duan De laughed loudly, his eyes blazing like wolves and tigers, and roared, "Charge in!"

The quasi-emperors of the heavens were filled with excitement and eager to try their luck, wanting to get a share of the spoils and take advantage of the chaos to plunder the immortal pills.

Lin Xian turned her gaze, seemingly noticing something. She stepped aside to let Duan De go first, while she moved aside to protect Ye Fan in front of her.

(End of this chapter)