Zhatian: I, Haotian, am the first emperor of the human race!

Chapter 536 Contacting the Desolate Heavenly Emperor? A Shocking Plan!

nowadays.

Of all the Celestial Emperors in the myriad realms, only Ye Fan, Wu Shi, and the Empress remain in open combat power. The rest are either still in reincarnation or cannot be contacted...

The Western Emperor, Nuwa, and the Willow Goddess lived in the primordial world.

The Empress was completely unreachable.

Luo Tianxian, Meng Hai, and the Ancient Emperor of the Divine Silkworm are still reincarnating in the underworld.

It has not yet fully recovered.

For now.

The strength of all the heavens and myriad realms is extremely weak.

Whenever the progenitor of any strange race is born, they will see through everything at a glance, and then a massacre will befall the entire heavens.

This is why they insisted on contacting the Desolate Emperor.

They must have a priest in charge.

otherwise.

There are too many uncertainties about the future.

"We can stop the ten Immortal Emperors of the strange race, but the remaining strange Dao Ancestors will have to be dealt with by Fairy Xiyao."

"I hope she..."

"I hope to break through to the Immortal Emperor level as soon as possible."

Ye Fan sighed.

The power of the heavens cannot compare with that of the strange races.

They couldn't intervene either.

Everything now depends on Lin Xiyao alone.

Hear the words.

The Empress and Wushi remained silent.

Their gazes pierced through layers of time and space, looking at Lin Xiyao on the Yang Realm, witnessing her current dazed and confused state.

"What's next?"

Wu Shi pondered for a moment.

Ye Fengchu said, "Let's go to the underworld and awaken my granddaughter. The three of us will work together to send her to the past timeline, and while we're at it, we'll also help her shroud the sky and see if we can establish contact with the Desolate Emperor..."

"it is good."

Wushi nodded.

The three of them disappeared from the spot.

"Shh!"

When they reappear.

The trio has arrived in a realm of the dead, hidden in a corner of the myriad worlds, accessible only through special means.

The trio arrived at this place.

They met many acquaintances here.

The true spirits of the Divine Silkworm Ancient Emperor, Luo Tianxian, Meng Hai, Taihuang, Taiyin Human Emperor, and Taiyang Holy Emperor are all reincarnated and cultivating here.

Ye Fan's granddaughter is named Ye Qingxian.

She is exceptionally talented.

It is a rare innate chaotic holy body Dao embryo.

He even had the potential to become an Immortal Emperor in the future, but unfortunately he died in the recent decisive battle. Before his death, his cultivation level was that of a powerful Immortal King...

The Empress carefully sensed it.

She discovered that the underworld was completely isolated from the primordial world.

Inaccessible.

Even the people inside cannot get out.

"What happened?"

The Empress felt a slight sense of unease.

Ye Fan personally went to awaken Ye Qingxian, who was undergoing reincarnation and cultivation.

"grandfather……"

A stunningly beautiful woman opened her eyes in a daze.

The moment she opened her eyes, she saw Ye Fan, Wu Shi, and the Empress.

"Qingxian".

Ye Fan said in a heavy voice, "We have a very important task for you, and only you can complete it."

Hear the words.

Ye Qingxian's expression froze.

“Grandfather, please speak.”

"Is such that……"

Ye Fan then recounted the cause and course of events.

Ye Qingxian's expression faltered slightly: "Ah? I'm going to contact the Desolate Heaven Emperor?"

"Yes!"

Ye Fan nodded.

Ye Qingxian hesitated for a moment.

She nodded and said, "Okay, I will do my best to do this well."

The empress removed the bronze ring from her jade finger.

Wushi separated a wisp of bell spirit from within the bell.

"These will save your life."

"Thank you two seniors."

Ye Qingxian quickly reached out to take it.

See this.

The trio exchanged glances.

Without further hesitation, they joined forces and struck the void, tearing apart countless ages, allowing the river of time to manifest from the void. "Boom!"

Time flies, and the river flows backward.

A long river of time, radiating endless glory, appeared in the sky.

"go!"

The trio teamed up.

They helped Ye Qingxian shield herself from cause and effect, and together they sent her into the river of time, heading upstream in a certain direction.

"when!"

The bell trembled slightly.

This is a spirit of the bell of endless bells.

It enveloped Ye Qingxian's figure and sped towards a certain ancient history chapter in the annals of time.

"Ugh."

Ye Fan sighed softly.

He stood above the years, his gaze fixed on his granddaughter, a hint of worry in his eyes, yet also a flicker of hope.

Hopefully it will succeed...

...

...

"Boom!"

Great changes have occurred over time.

Although the trio shielded Ye Qingxian from the cause and effect and traces on her body, they were ultimately just Immortal Emperors and could not hide from the vision of higher realms. In the end, this plan was still seen through by the ancestor in the dark.

"Shh!"

That's when.

A dazzling sword light tore through countless ages of time and space.

The name 'Haotian' isolated them from all prying eyes, but it also revealed certain information...

A secluded plateau.

Ten ancient coffins hang in the sky.

Endless eeriness and misfortune swept across the sky.

"Boom!"

The ten ancient coffins trembled simultaneously.

The coffin lid was slightly ajar.

Pairs of extremely evil and wicked blood-red eyes opened from within.

"Shh!"

The gazes of the ten founding ancestors of the sacrificial rites turned to a corner of the long river of time, and they witnessed the words 'Haotian' with their own eyes. Their indifferent voices resounded through the heavens.

"really."

"Haotian is not dead!"

“He still leaves traces in the world, but the Desolate Emperor seems to be truly dead…”

"The Desolate Emperor was annihilated by the combined efforts of the ten of us; he cannot possibly return."

"That…"

What about the nightmares we had recently?

"It's definitely not a wasteland!"

"It's very likely someone else!"

"No matter who it is, our race will ultimately be the victor in this great battle..."

The ten founding ancestors of the Taoist rituals conversed with each other.

at the same time.

Deep in the heart of the plateau.

Six strange figures sat cross-legged here.

Two of the figures exuded an incredibly terrifying aura; they had already surpassed the Immortal Emperor level and were gradually approaching the realm of Sacrifice, a process that would be extremely long.

It will take at least one or two eras.

Two eras later.

The strange race will have two more sacrificial ancestors.

And their number of Celestial Emperors will reach an astonishing twelve.

Nine is the extreme number, ten is perfection, and twelve is the ultimate.
With such formidable strength, no matter how many variables there are in the future, the heavens will certainly be unable to stir up any waves.

"Shh!"

A strange red-haired figure appeared.

The Highland Will coldly surveyed all the heavens and myriad realms, its gaze piercing through countless ages, constantly probing for anything amiss.

Unfortunately.

There was nothing wrong with any of the thousands of timelines.

"The primordial world... the Heavenly Dao... where have you hidden yourselves...?"

The will of the plateau speaks intermittently.

That battle back then.

The first appearance of the Heavenly Dao brought Him a great threat.

He has always had the people of the strange races search for him.

Unfortunately.

The exact location of the primordial world has never been found.

If I'm not mistaken, the final secret of all the heavens is hidden within the primordial world. Finding the location of the primordial world would be enough to destroy the final secret of all the heavens in one fell swoop...

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(End of this chapter)