In the heavens, people become emperors by being bad.

Chapter 636 [The Four Swords of Zhuxian, Reaching the Pinnacle of Sublimation]

"Neither copper nor iron nor steel, it was once hidden beneath Mount Sumeru."

Shakyamuni spoke softly, and in the blink of an eye, a red light flew out from the sea of ​​faith. Accompanied by chanting, even boundless compassion could not conceal the soaring killing intent. It was terrifying to the extreme, making even the Supreme Being tremble with fear. It was absolutely capable of killing the Perfect Emperor.

"Without reversing Yin and Yang, how can one lack the tempering of fire and water to hone one's sharpness?"

Laozi Li Er smiled slightly, waved his sleeve, and wisps of sword energy transformed into azure light, dancing and swirling around the mythical battlefield, where chaotic energy surged.

"The power of the Immortal Slayer is immense; it kills immortals and brings death. It traps immortals, causing red light to emanate everywhere."

Shennong roared, and a white sword aura slashed out, causing the sky to collapse and the earth to cave in, as if the universe had ended. It was as if the Heavenly Venerable Lingbao had descended upon the mortal world and was once again in control of killing.

"The transformations of the immortals are infinitely wondrous, and the emperors of the underworld are stained with blood."

The Yellow Emperor spoke majestically, wielding a black immortal sword. The sword light split and disappeared into the void, yet it seemed to be everywhere, complementing the other three immortal swords and forming an unparalleled sword formation.

"Please, Your Majesty, ascend the road to the Yellow Springs!"

Lin Xian shouted loudly, took control of the spiritual treasure array diagram, and joined the battle. In an instant, the laws of the universe changed, and strange phenomena such as mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and the fall of immortals appeared. A crimson scene appeared, and blood flowers splattered one after another.

The Emperor of the Prisons' expression changed drastically. He was an ancient venerable from the mythological era and had personally witnessed the Heavenly Venerable Lingbao slaughter his way from one end of the universe to the other, even piercing through the underworld. What were the Heavenly Venerables with spiritual powers, or the corpses of immortals? They were utterly insignificant in the face of this sword formation.

"The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation cannot be broken by anyone other than the Four Emperors."

The aura that could slay immortals and emperors was overwhelming, even causing the illusory figure of the Undying Emperor to turn its head in a sidelong glance. Four killing swords hung high in the ninth heaven, and a formation diagram suppressed eternity. The flowing killing intent made even him feel a chill, and it was not to be underestimated.

The sword, upon which the sword sank, revealed numerous marks, the true traces of the spirit treasure's slaying of immortals.

He can even kill immortals, let alone an ancient emperor.

If no help is given, the Prison Emperor will truly be doomed. The laws of the Great Dao suppress everything, and unless one reaches the ultimate level of sublimation, it will be difficult to fight him.

Even after sublimation, without special means, when the time comes, one will still die—this is a truly dead end!
"If the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold; we must save them."

The illusory image of the Heavenly Emperor is meticulous in his thinking. Just like when he sensed something was wrong with the Emperor, he decisively joined forces with the Eternal Heavenly Venerable and others to attack the Emperor, causing the ancient mythical Heavenly Court to collapse.

If the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation were to surround him, things would not be good.

A single heavenly blade shook the world. The Emperor decisively intervened, cleaving the universe in two and shattering the eternal order. Even imperial artifacts could not stop it.

The Supreme Emperor Sword God trembled, as if it were about to be split in two. This was not a phantom at all, but even more terrifying than the Flawless Emperor wielding the Heavenly Blade in battle.

The Emperor is still alive, but the Emperor Emeritus has already died, so the weapons are somewhat inferior.

"This road doesn't work!"

Gai Jiuyou roared and played the Nine Netherworld Immortal Melody. Runes from all heavens danced around him, and a royal path appeared beneath his feet, rising and falling together with the Chaos Green Lotus above his head, obscuring the eternal blue sky. With a slight sway, one star field after another shattered.

"Little Phoenix Fairy, eat a pot of my cauldron!"

Chuan Ying roared, his eyes bloodshot, his killing intent soaring to the sky. He had fought to the extreme, and the green cauldron in his hands had an unexpected effect, working together in an extraordinary way. Strands of immortal laws fell down, exuding the majesty of an emperor.

The divine children no longer slack off; the gods have almost revived, as if the Heavenly Emperor has launched an attack.

"kill!"

Ning Fei knew that things could not end well today. If he did not defeat the Emperor's illusory image, the Empress would definitely not survive. He activated the Fuxi Dragon Stele, which emitted dragon roars that shook the heavens and earth, interfering with the trajectory of the Heavenly Blade.

In addition, the Underworld Emperor's Battle Armor, the Supreme Emperor's Sword, the Immortal Iron Rod... one imperial weapon after another clanged and rang, bursting forth with Dao light and evolving into supreme Dharma forms, vowing to suppress the Heavenly Emperor.

"How hateful is Wushi..."

The illusory figure of the Heavenly Emperor sighed. If it weren't for the Great Emperor Wushi restraining him, once his true form appeared, not to mention imperial weapons, even immortal artifacts would be rendered useless.

"war!"

The Immortal Iron Cudgel roared, and a golden giant ape roared, trampling the heavens and earth with an unparalleled domineering aura. It was the immortal obsession of the Holy Emperor, striking down the gods in the nine heavens above and suppressing the demon lords in the nine netherworlds below, unmatched in the world.

"Monkey, do you really think I can't do anything with you? If it weren't for that divine silkworm..."

Enraged, the illusory figure of the Undying Emperor abandoned the Undying Heavenly Blade, leaving it to fight alone against all the imperial weapons. For the first time, it went all out, with five-colored rays of light soaring into the sky, intertwining and transforming into a divine mountain of laws that pressed down.

The old Holy Emperor of Battle was filled with earth-shattering fighting spirit, determined to fight to the death, and he withstood the Heavenly Emperor's divine power head-on. The Immortal Iron Cudgel groaned and almost broke in two.

At the critical moment, the Void Mirror descended. This weapon was quite special; as soon as it entered the arena, it began to pull at the Emperor's phantom, constantly draining its energy.

The Void Gods are sentient beings, masters of guerrilla warfare. They know that the Emperor's illusory image has limited time to linger, and as long as they can hold it off, victory is assured.

"Boom!"

A dazzling beam of celestial light pierced through the universe, illuminating the past, present, and future. The Beginningless Bell suppressed the Undying Daoist, preventing his escape. However, the Western Emperor Tower had arrived.

"Crash!"

The Nine Li Map descended, seemingly aiming to refine all the heavens and myriad realms and trap the Undying Emperor.

"Clang!"

The Hengyu Furnace is awe-inspiring; three thousand Dao Fires merge into one, performing an ultimate Dao that incinerates the universe.

Following closely behind were the Ancient Hua Ruler, the Demon-Subduing Pestle, the Chaotic Ancient Battle Axe… all the imperial weapons of the Heavenly Court gathered and rushed to the battlefield.
An aura of world destruction was unfolding. The combination of more than a dozen imperial artifacts nearly shattered the entire universe. If the opponent were a supreme being, they would be utterly dead.

But that was the Emperor! Even if it was just a phantom, it still possessed the Emperor's unparalleled divine might! "Enough!"

The illusory figure of the Emperor roared, forcing back the Imperial Weapon, and said with icy eyes, "A mere pile of weapons dares to defy the heavens, without even a proper emperor."

The idea that four or five imperial weapons could kill a supreme being is only theoretical. Strictly speaking, it wasn't the imperial weapons that killed the supreme being, but rather the supreme being who was defeated by the passage of time.

Just as the Great Accomplished Holy Body quelled the dark turmoil, it was actually a case of the strong being stronger than the weak. The young man, relying on his high health, beat up the old supreme being, forcing him to reach the ultimate sublimation.

Once a Supreme Being ascends to a higher level, death is essentially declared. This is the truth behind challenging the Great Emperor: exchanging life for life as a form of deterrence!
However, the Emperor did not cut himself off; instead, he became even more powerful, and his phantom was equally flawless in imperial authority, possessing unparalleled imperial might.

The attack of a single imperial weapon cannot even harm the emperor; it merely creates a ripple that dissipates before even breaking through the laws of the imperial path. Only when all the weapons are combined can they pose a slight threat.

The only ones who truly had an impact were the three unconventional cultivators, as well as the Azure Lotus, the Dragon Stele, the Green Cauldron, and the Void Mirror—that was all.

The Emperor is so powerful that it inspires despair!
Not only were the people of the Heavenly Court chilled to the bone, but even the Supreme Being of the Northern Dipper Life Forbidden Zone felt uneasy.

"It's just a phantom, why is it so powerful?"

The ancient supreme beings frowned deeply, putting themselves in their shoes and thinking from their perspective. If they were on the battlefield, they would either be annihilated or forced to reach the pinnacle of their abilities.

The illusory image of the Emperor was surrounded and attacked by various weapons. He looked disheveled, but in reality, he was not seriously injured. Just as the Void Mirror said, he would be able to hold out until he dissipated on his own.

If the true form were to descend, this entire universe would be shrouded in the Emperor's shadow, and all supreme beings would have to submit and could not disobey his will.

This sense of suffocation was something that the ancient emperors, who were always self-centered, could hardly bear. There was a time when they had experienced such fear.

"This life is different. It's a golden age, an age for becoming immortals. The waters are incredibly deep."

"Even the supreme ruler cannot sweep away everything..."

The old emperor of the Primordial Ancient Mine muttered to himself, feeling that the future was bleak. He knew he must never be alone in the future; even on the path to immortality, he should travel with companions to have a sense of security.

"The mythical battlefield is at a stalemate. Fellow Daoists, are you willing to lend a hand?"

Among the Supreme Beings in the Divine Ruins, there was an inquiry, as someone wished to share in the spoils, but very few responded.

"If it's not sublimated, its effect won't be greater than a few imperial artifacts, but if it is sublimated, is it really going to be a gamble against the heavens?"

Within the forbidden zone of the heavens, an ancient celestial being sighed, hesitating, deep in thought.

When a supreme being takes action, it consumes their life energy, requiring them to obtain enough essence blood to replenish it. However, if they are helping an enlightened being undergo tribulation, they naturally don't need to expend much effort; they can simply test the waters.

But now, within the Mythical Battlefield, there are only Supreme Beings and Imperial Weapons, who have already reached a certain level and cannot be defeated with a few slaps. Only their true forms can be revealed.

"Help the Emperor. If the Emperor's true form manifests, we might consider it. But what if it's just a phantom and then dissipates, and the Heavenly Court turns around and settles scores with us?"

The supreme authority of the Primordial Ancient Mine held differing opinions and could not reach a consensus.

"What benefit would we gain from helping the Heavenly Court? The Emperor is merely an illusion; we cannot seize his blood to prolong our imperial destiny."

The Immortal Tomb Supreme also shook his head. They were all the type to not act until they saw a benefit, extremely stingy, carefully calculating every drop of their blood energy, saving every penny, after all, they were no longer young.

"Boom!"

During the exchange of divine thoughts, a beam of light suddenly shot into the sky, illuminating millions of miles of mountains and rivers. The vast imperial laws swept across the world, causing everyone to change color.

A supreme being has truly been born, at such a sensitive moment.

"Who is it? So decisive!"

The forbidden zone of the heavens trembled. Looking towards that radiant light, it turned out to originate from the Primordial Ancient Mine. A beam of immortal light pierced through the universe, illuminating countless ages.

"That's a really big determination!"

The Celestial Venerable of Longevity suddenly stood up, a hint of apprehension appearing in his eyes. His aura was clearly one of extreme sublimation, without the slightest hesitation, leaving himself no way out.

To dare to emerge into the world and then transcend it—that's gambling with one's life.

"He's a tough nut to crack, and he has the air of a master like myself."

The carefree Celestial Venerable, who was confronting the chaotic monster, smiled knowingly. Back when he first tried to possess the body of the Ancient Emperor, he had made a test, but failed.

When he failed a second time, the Carefree Celestial Venerable knew that even he would have to fight desperately to possess a Daoist who had attained enlightenment.

The third time, the Carefree Celestial Venerable did not hesitate or test anyone. He immediately ascended to a higher level, crushing the newly enlightened cultivator with the demeanor of a flawless emperor. In the end, he perfectly possessed the body, lived a third life, and extended his lifespan.

That figure tore through the universe, its cry echoing across the heavens and earth, shaking the hearts of countless people.

"Father!"

On Blood Phoenix Mountain, Huang Xudao, who was devoted to the Dao, suddenly looked up, both surprised and delighted. Then, a hint of worry appeared in his eyes, and he murmured, "What exactly are you going to do?"

All living beings in the heavens and myriad realms bowed in worship. They saw a colossal phoenix fly across the nine heavens, soaring through the universe. With a sweep of its wings, it annihilated the stars and rivers. Its unparalleled divine power was unimaginable.

"Is it the true form of the Immortal Emperor descending?!"

Everyone on the mythical battlefield trembled with immense trepidation as they watched the figure slowly descend, transforming into a weapon.

It shines brilliantly, its golden radiance tinged with a hint of bloodlust, its light illuminating the heavens, its divine might manifesting for eternity, and the imperial laws flowing within it—the Phoenix-Winged Gilded Halberd!

(End of this chapter)