The Heaven-shattering: I and Wu Shi compete for the throne

Chapter 913 Two Hundred Thousand Years

Although they harbored pride in their impending breakthrough to Immortal Emperor, and possessed the arrogance, pride, and shame of women, they were unwilling from the bottom of their hearts to engage in Yin-Yang dual cultivation with Li Daoming alongside other women.

But compared to that, the life and death of countless beings in the heavens and the universe, their battle against the strange and dark race, their future paths, their love... are more important.

However, the reason they compromised so easily was mainly because the great cause of defeating or even destroying the strange and dark races, and the immeasurable beings above the heavens and the universe, gave them a reason to convince themselves.

The twenty people, including Xue Di, Lian Zu, Jin Li, and Xuan Su, made their choices, and Li Daoming didn't waste any time, leading them to the Yin Yang Palace.

In no time, her dress fluttered, her snow-white, delicate skin glowed, her graceful figure, exquisite curves, mysterious valley, and voluptuous whiteness... presented a beautiful picture.

Inside the Yin-Yang Hall, a Yin-Yang Taiji Dao diagram, transcending time, cause and effect, and destiny, and infinitely mysterious and magnificent, based on an eternal and unknown dimension, slowly condensed and unfolded. Exquisite Dao sounds resounded through the sky, rising and falling endlessly.

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All the powerful beings above the heavens, in all the worlds, and in the Boundless Emperor Realm were immersed in enlightenment and cultivation. Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, nearly 260,000 years had passed.

"Kill!" In an eternally unknown space-time above the heavens, the Desolate Heavenly Emperor was engaged in a fierce battle with three strange progenitors and ten strange dark immortal emperors.

Amidst the blinding light and the dazzling Emperor's Fist, the Desolate Emperor fought with a frenzied frenzy, his hair disheveled, his physical body shattering time and time again.

"Boom!" After another violent explosion, the world finally fell silent, plunging into a brief tranquility. Both sides had paid a heavy price, even damaging their very essence, and now they stood facing each other, gazing into the distance.

A gentle breeze lifted the Desolate Emperor's black hair, revealing his handsome face and resolute, extraordinary spirit. He had survived countless battles, fighting against the strange and dark race for three or four hundred thousand years. Although he was exhausted, he still raised his head and faced the strange progenitor head-on.

The vicissitudes of time have eroded his blood-stained battle armor, but they cannot extinguish his indomitable fighting spirit. His eyes are as deep as the boundless chaotic starry sea, and his heroic figure is brilliant. He is a hero who never gives up!

There was silence between them as the battle continued. The Desolate Emperor charged forward with his sword, and the unparalleled sword light once again shone through the ages, spanning all time. Its splendor was unmatched!

At this moment, the three progenitors manifested the power of the Three Powers, as if they had become one, as if they had become one entity. Together they transformed into a thick, blood-dripping mace and smashed it towards the Desolate Emperor.

"Clang!" A blinding light burst forth as the sword embryo collided with the black spiked club. Time shattered, the world exploded, chaos evaporated, order turned to ash, the Great Dao was burned away, and everything was destroyed and returned to nothingness.

If their battle had not taken place on a battlefield that transcended all worlds, the heavens would have been torn apart, and countless universes and heavens would have been destroyed.

They remained detached from the world, standing in an eternally unknown space-time, thus avoiding any impact on the vast and boundless heavens.

Both bodies were already riddled with cracks. This massive collision caused both crimson and eerie blood to splatter together, threatening to shatter the heavens and earth and cause them to cease to exist.

The spiked clubs evolved from the three progenitors are pitch black and heavy. A single blow can destroy countless worlds, and their power is boundless.

It is not an object imbued with the aura of the Great Dao; it is simply large, heavy, and cold, yet terrifying beyond measure. Over countless ages, the blood of Immortal Emperors still drips from it, and since time immemorial, it has killed countless supreme beings.

The so-called Great Dao can only crumble and turn to ashes before it, and now, it is stained with the blood of the Desolate Emperor! However, the Desolate Emperor is not weak either. Even if the three strange ancestors joined forces, they could not gain the slightest advantage. The Emperor Sword shone with a cold light, dripping drops of black blood, which were the blood of the strange ancestors.

While the Desolate Emperor was fighting against the three strange progenitors, the ten strange dark immortal emperors naturally would not sit idly by. They joined forces to unleash a pitch-black and ominous black light, which was brewing an incomparably terrifying power of the Great Dao. It tore through countless ages of time and space, intending to tear apart the Desolate Emperor's body and obliterate his soul.

However, even the combined might of ten eerie dark immortal emperors was no match for a single eerie ancestor. With a casual strike, the Desolate Heavenly Emperor obliterated the terrifying black light of the Great Dao.

However, the Desolate Emperor was engaged in a decisive battle with three strange progenitors, and was distracted by ten strange dark immortal emperors, which ultimately had some impact on him.

In an instant, the three strange progenitors joined forces again to attack. Faced with the three strange progenitors and the ten strange dark immortal emperors, the Desolate Heaven Emperor was also at a disadvantage.

Although the Desolate Emperor was at a disadvantage, and although his injuries were serious and his energy was greatly depleted.

However, the three strange progenitors and the ten strange dark immortal emperors were not faring well either. They were also seriously injured and suffered considerable losses. Some of the immortal emperors had even been killed by the Desolate Heaven Emperor, but they were able to quickly revive and recover to their peak condition by relying on the strange plateau, and then launched another attack on him.

It is foreseeable that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, the Desolate Heavenly Emperor will be able to fight against the three strange progenitors and ten strange dark immortal emperors for another three or four hundred thousand years, or even longer.

But suddenly, an unexpected event occurred!

The eternally unknown land beyond the world originally only had the Desolate Heavenly Emperor, three strange progenitors, and ten strange dark immortal emperors, totaling fourteen people.

However, at this moment, seven equally powerful figures suddenly appeared.

They stood alongside the three eerie progenitors, seemingly united as one. The ten of them appeared as one entity, and in a blur, they actually merged into one person, wielding a thick, blood-dripping spiked club, which they slammed down fiercely at the Desolate Emperor, as if to kill him with a single blow.

At this moment, sensing the emergence of the other seven progenitors of the strange dark race, who joined forces to attack him, the Desolate Emperor couldn't help but change color and was extremely surprised!

Although he already knew from Li Daoming that the strange dark race had ten strange progenitors, and believed that he would not lie to him, he still couldn't help but be shocked when he actually saw all ten progenitors of the strange dark race appear together.

However, this was not the reason why he changed color!

He had been concealing a portion of his strength, and in the fierce battles against the three mysterious progenitors and ten mysterious dark immortal emperors, he was always at a disadvantage.

He had assumed that the eerie dark race would not send out any more powerful warriors, which would give Li Daoming and his group more time.

Just as he had predicted, for the past three or four hundred thousand years, the strange dark race had no intention of sending out more powerful beings.

Unexpectedly, the strange dark race suddenly dispatched even more powerful figures, and not just one or two strange progenitors, but all seven of them. In one fell swoop, all ten strange progenitors joined forces to attack.

This made the Desolate Emperor feel immense pressure and crisis: he absolutely could not withstand this attack!
(End of this chapter)