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

Chapter 914 Dreaming
If he cannot block it, even if he does not die in this attack, his own Dao will be obliterated and all traces will be erased.

However, having already suffered significant injuries, he will definitely be severely damaged, possibly to the point that his injuries will become so severe that he will no longer be able to suppress them and maintain his peak combat power.

Despite facing such a great crisis, the Desolate Emperor did not back down. He knew that retreating would be useless. At this critical moment, only by facing the difficulties head-on could there be a chance of survival.

Even if he couldn't resolve the crisis, he would at least severely injure the ten eerie progenitors to alleviate some of the pressure on Li Daoming, Luo Tianxian, the Ruthless Empress, and others in their upcoming decisive battle against the eerie dark race.

"Transform into Freedom, Transform into Eternity!" the Desolate Heaven Emperor roared, stirring up incredibly terrifying ripples of the Great Dao, and once again unleashed the Transformation into Freedom Technique, manifesting three incomparably terrifying Dao bodies.

These three incredibly terrifying Dao bodies possessed surging Dao energy. Although they were not as powerful as his true body, careful sensing of their energy revealed that they could all be compared to a strange ancestor.

"Boom..." The world-shaking light was boundless and vast; this was an incredibly terrifying collision.

In just a moment, the Desolate Heavenly Emperor clashed countless times with the three Dao bodies and the strange, merged progenitor.

The three Dao bodies that the Desolate Emperor manifested exploded, turning into dazzling Dao light and dissipating. His physical body also shattered into pieces, completely disintegrating.

Although at this time, in the desperate fight of the Desolate Emperor, the ten strange ancestors who had merged were also seriously injured, not only breaking apart but also disintegrating their physical bodies.

However, the price paid by the Desolate Emperor was too great. He self-destructed three of his Dao bodies, and for a short period of time, he could no longer use the Great Art of Transformation. His physical body was forcibly shattered, and the injuries from the self-destruction of his Dao bodies, along with the injuries he had accumulated before, caused him unimaginable damage.

Although he could barely maintain his peak combat power at this moment, given his injuries and the extent of his depletion, he simply could not withstand the ten strange ancestors for another hundred years. No, let alone a hundred years, he might not even be able to last ten years.

"Huang, you actually hid your strength?" As the ten strange progenitors disintegrated, one of them shouted, his face extremely grim.

He was one of the three strange progenitors who besieged the Desolate Emperor three or four hundred thousand years ago.

He originally thought that although the Desolate Emperor was strong, he was no match for the three ancestors. With the help of ten more Immortal Emperors, as long as there was enough time, they would definitely be able to kill him and erase all traces of him, just like the previous Ancestor of the Pollen Road. They would also suppress his spacetime with the plateau, so that he could never be resurrected and return.

But to everyone's surprise, the Desolate Emperor had actually concealed his strength, which was actually above that of their three ancestors and ten Immortal Emperors.

If they hadn't been able to use the power of the plateau to quickly revive after dying in battle, he doubted he might have killed them.

Thinking of this, the strange progenitor's expression turned even more unpleasant!

"So what if you've hidden your strength? Desolate, today you shall be utterly annihilated!" said another eerie ancestor who participated in the siege of Desolate Emperor.

"Indeed, our race is eternal and immortal. Today, we shall wipe out all forces that oppose our race, so that there will be no emperor in the world and our race will be free from any threat."

"Alright, enough talk. Use our ultimate trump card and quickly send him to eternal annihilation. Although we have concealed and shielded the secrets of time, space, cause and effect, and destiny, time is running out."

If those three people in the prophecy had sensed this and led a large number of powerful figures to their aid, we probably wouldn't have had a chance to eternally annihilate him. Although we haven't returned to millions of years ago as we wished, we've only returned to nearly three hundred thousand years ago.

However, among that group of powerful individuals nearly 300,000 years later, two of the three who had reached the Sacrifice Dao realm had only recently broken through, and nearly a hundred of the more than one hundred Immortal Emperors had only recently broken through. They should all be still struggling to break through now.

If we nip the aggression in the bud, they will most likely be no match for us.

"But if we can't nip this in the bud beforehand, and they arrive and join forces, it will definitely cost us much more to completely annihilate them, and it might even be impossible," said one of the eerie progenitors at the very center, revealing a supreme secret.

It turns out that they were sleeping soundly on the plateau and did not take the so-called Desolate Heaven Emperor or the six Immortal Emperors above the heavens seriously.

In their view, the combined forces of the three progenitors and ten immortal emperors were enough to kill the Desolate Heavenly Emperor and once again purge the heavens and the universe, returning them to their previous state.
They had no power to resist the forces of their race. The powerful beings above the heavens and throughout the universe could only develop the heavens and the universe for them time and time again. Once the development reached a certain level, they could then emerge and reap the delicious fruits of their labor.

But not long ago, they suddenly had a dream:

That was two or three hundred thousand years later. The Desolate Heavenly Emperor had been fighting with three ancestors and ten Immortal Emperors of their clan for more than six hundred thousand years, and both sides were seriously injured.

Of course, comparatively speaking, the Desolate Emperor's injuries were more severe.

It is foreseeable that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, the Desolate Emperor will be unable to hold on for at most 100,000 years and will be killed by them.

Therefore, they were all prepared to have ten Immortal Emperors lead the dark army to launch a dark upheaval in the heavens and the universe, especially targeting the seven Immortal Emperor forces in the heavens, and especially the Heavenly Court of the Desolate Emperor.

This was intended to distract the Desolate Emperor, forcing him to continue fighting them and preventing him from leaving the battlefield, thus lest they attack the powerful beings above the heavens and prevent the Desolate Emperor from escaping alone.

But to their utter surprise, before they could even have the ten Immortal Emperors lead the Dark Army to launch the Dark Turmoil, a large group of powerful figures suddenly appeared.

Leading them were three powerful figures at the Sacrifice Dao level. Apart from Luo, whom they knew, whose combat strength was slightly weaker and who could only fight two against one, the other two were each more extraordinary than the last.

The weaker one was only slightly weaker than the Desolate Emperor, but he could still fight three against one. The other one was far stronger than the Desolate Emperor. Because there weren't enough people to share with him, they couldn't see his strength clearly, but they couldn't help but suspect that he might be able to fight six or even more against one by himself.

Besides these, there was something even more terrifying that made them wonder if the future they dreamed of was really real.

They even saw that among this large group of powerful individuals, there were seven peak Immortal Emperors, over a hundred Immortal Emperors, and a total of six or seven hundred Quasi-Immortal Emperors.

It is no exaggeration to say that the powerful figures who have emerged, from the level of the Sacrificial Dao, the Immortal Emperor, and even the Quasi-Immortal Emperor, have all surpassed their strange race in every way.

Even if the Desolate Emperor did not make a move, but merely stood by and adjusted his breathing, and even if they used all the trump cards accumulated by their clan and unleashed their ultimate trump card, with the ten of them merging into one and summoning the Highland to descend and join forces with the Highland consciousness, they were still no match for them.

(End of this chapter)