Perfection: The Eastern Emperor Bell manifests, I am the Golden Crow Heavenly Emperor

Chapter 101 To hell with Quasi-Immortal Emperors

Although the nameless Quasi-Immortal Emperor had recovered most of his strength and even made some progress in his Dao realm due to grief and indignation, he was still at a complete disadvantage almost the instant he engaged in combat against four opponents of the same level, including an unfathomable being like the World Destroyer Elder.

The Dao of Annihilation clashed violently with the source of darkness, and the Emperor's blood once again rained down on the sky, staining the Boundary Sea with a poignant hue.

Nameless roared and fought fiercely. Every move he made was made with the determination to die with his enemy, trying to break through the blockade and shake the dark altar.

However, the gap is too large.

The four emperors joined forces, and the dark origin, like a boundless ocean, suppressed him completely.

His imperial body began to crumble once more, and the Daoist aura of annihilation was crushed by the four imperial mights, like a flickering candle in a raging storm.

This is a battle destined to be tragic.

It was the nameless Quasi-Immortal Emperor who, knowing it was impossible, still did it, and uttered his final swan song for the sake of that undying light and protection in his heart.

All these fluctuations—the extremely fierce imperial war, the prayers of billions of beings in the Boundary Sea—finally pierced through endless time and space, faintly reaching the heart of Lu Xuan, who was still in seclusion attempting to break through to the Imperial Pass.

That utter despair and tragedy, that familiar yet resolute annihilation...

Like the last straw, it pressed down hard on Lu Xuan's mind, and it seemed...

It stirred within him the long-dormant, ancient bell that had resonated since time immemorial—

"when--"

A faint, yet seemingly ancient, chime resounded from the depths of Lu Xuan's soul.

Deep within the Boundary Sea, that unequal imperial war has lasted for a full ten thousand years!

This is a picture of extreme tragedy.

The nameless Quasi-Immortal Emperor's blue robe had long been soaked with his own imperial blood and dark matter, becoming heavy and tattered.

His imperial body was covered with indelible Dao wounds: dark feather marks left by the Feather Emperor that constantly eroded his life force; dark imperial fire scorches caused by the Hong Emperor that clung to his bones like maggots; and deep, bone-revealing lacerations left by the Cang Emperor's thirst for revenge and frenzied attacks.

He was like a lone, wrecked ship in a raging storm, struggling to survive the destructive tide unleashed by the combined might of the four Dark Emperors.

He pushed the Annihilation Heavenly Art to its unprecedented limit. Every punch, every unleashed Dao principle, carried the resolute determination to annihilate everything and perish with the enemy. The illusory image of the Xuanhuang Great World behind him was sometimes clear and sometimes blurry. The prayers and resentments of countless beings became his last motivation to keep going.

He had attempted to break through the blockade several times to attack the continuously operating dark altar that devoured the life force of the Boundary Sea. On the most perilous occasion, he almost reached the edge of the altar at the cost of half of his imperial body collapsing; the extreme annihilation law even dimmed the altar's light!
However, the Old Man of Annihilation remained at the center. He did not go all out, but only when Wuming was about to touch the core of the altar would he casually extend a finger or strike with his palm. Those seemingly simple attacks contained terrifying power that transcended time and space and reversed cause and effect, always easily deflecting Wuming's desperate attack and forcing him back into the encirclement of the three emperors.

This is a cat-and-mouse game, and also the cruelest form of attrition. They want to extinguish the last of Nameless's fighting spirit and strength, making him watch helplessly as the Boundary Sea is sacrificed, sinking into utter despair.

"What good is it to resist to this extent?" Emperor Yu sneered, his dark wings severing space and time, adding another deep scar to Wuming's back.

"Your blood and bones will become the most beautiful embellishment of the Great Sacrifice!" Hongdi roared, and the Dark Emperor Fire transformed into a giant dragon, coiling and tearing at his target.

"Annihilation! Today I will avenge the destruction of your body!" The Azure Emperor was the most frenzied, launching a tidal wave of attacks, disregarding his own losses, all in order to leave more wounds on Wuming's body.

The nameless Quasi-Immortal Emperor remained silent, only the ever-burning yet constantly suppressed Dao Flame of Extinction proclaiming his unyielding will. His aura steadily declined during the millennia-long battle, like a star about to burn out, its light growing ever dimmer.

Lu Xuan's Choice: The Silent Observer

Meanwhile, in the distant secret realm of the Sun Star, Lu Xuan's will remained fixed on that brutal battlefield. With his supreme divine powers, he watched like a silent spectator as this imperial war that had lasted for ten thousand years.

He witnessed the loneliness and tragedy of the nameless Quasi-Immortal Emperor, and his repeated self-sacrifice only to be ruthlessly suppressed. He saw the Boundary Sea withering away under the Dark Sacrifice, countless familiar and unfamiliar auras completely annihilated, turning into nourishment for the altar.

His heart was filled with unprecedented struggle and torment.

After hundreds of thousands of years of nurturing, especially during his breakthrough to the Quasi-Immortal Emperor bottleneck, the Chaos Bell, constantly nourished by its own Dao principles and the origin of chaos, has seen its primordial power largely revived. Lu Xuan has a clear premonition that if he disregards everything and fully activates the Chaos Bell, it will be able to unleash a truly earth-shattering attack comparable to, or even surpassing, the level of a Quasi-Immortal Emperor!
This attack might temporarily force back the four Dark Quasi-Immortal Emperors, giving Wuming a chance to catch his breath, and might even shake the Dark Altar.

But what's the cost?
The price is equally clear and heavy—the Chaos Bell is connected to his soul, and such an outburst beyond the limit will inevitably trigger a violent repulsion from the very origin of this perfect world's spacetime! He will be forcibly expelled from this spacetime where he has lived and fought for hundreds of thousands of years, banished to unknown void currents, and may even return to the primordial world, his future uncertain.

He has a foundation here, the Golden Crow Clan, the nascent Heavenly Court, the unresolved mystery of the Emperor's Fall, and the responsibility to avenge the source of darkness… Once he leaves, all of this could vanish. And even if he returns, can he ever come back? The nameless Quasi-Immortal Emperor faces the four Dark Emperors alone; his ultimate fate will likely still be death. Is his sacrifice worthwhile?

Should we preserve our strength to continue our ascension to the Emperor Realm and seek to play a greater role in the future? Or should we risk everything, gambling away all our resources, just to gain an uncertain turning point?
For millennia he had watched the battle unfold, for millennia he had hesitated. He watched the Nameless One bleed and struggle time and again, his inner scales swaying violently between reason and emotion. The Chaos Bell, nurtured deep within his primordial spirit, its radiance restrained, seemed to weigh an immeasurable weight, making his decision impossible. Then, the resounding chime of the Chaos Bell, originating from the depths of his soul, exploded like a furnace, instantly burning away all the hesitation and weighing of options in Lu Xuan's heart!
An unnamed sigh, like the last straw, broke the dam of his reason. That sigh contained not only his own liberation, but also compassion for the countless lives annihilated in the Boundary Sea, regret for the failure of those who followed to rise, and a final… indictment of this dark age!
"To hell with the consequences!"

A resolute light suddenly flashed in Lu Xuan's eyes, and the chaotic energy around him soared into the sky like smoke, instantly breaking through the seal of the Sun Star Secret Realm! He no longer considered the future, no longer weighed gains and losses; at this moment, he had only one thought in his mind—to make a move!
"boom--!"

He took a step forward, and the Chaos Dao beneath his feet paved a golden road that pierced through the endless sea of ​​boundaries. His figure charged fiercely toward the tragic battlefield at a speed that surpassed time and space! At the same time, the Chaos Bell, which had been nurtured for hundreds of thousands of years deep within his primordial spirit, finally stopped suppressing itself and burst forth with the first ray of brilliant immortal light since the creation of the world!
"Thump—!!!!!"

A true bell tolled, and it resounded throughout!
This bell sound was no longer a faint hum, but a supreme sound of the Dao that was grand, solemn, and ancient beyond description! It seemed to have resounded since the beginning of time, traversing countless ages and reappearing in this world!
Wherever the bell tolled, the boiling sea of ​​realms instantly froze! The rampant pillars of dark priestly light seemed to be choked by an invisible hand, abruptly stopping! Even the destructive field jointly set up by the four dark quasi-immortal emperors trembled violently under the bell's toll, emitting a mournful cry of unbearable strain!
Time, space, cause and effect, laws... everything seems to lose its meaning under the all-pervading chime!

Just as the Azure Emperor, Feather Emperor, and Hong Emperor were about to deliver the final blow to Wuming, their figures suddenly froze, and for the first time, an expression of disbelief and astonishment appeared on their faces! Even the usually calm and collected Old Man of Annihilation suddenly flashed a terrifying light in his deep eyes as he stared intently in the direction from which the bell sound came!
"What incredible power this is?!" Emperor Yu exclaimed.

"It has surpassed the King Realm! It's an Emperor-level artifact? No, something doesn't feel right!" Emperor Hong roared.

"There are actually hidden Emperor-level beings?!" The Azure Emperor was both shocked and furious.

At the heart of the bell's tolling, Lu Xuan's figure appeared. He was not a quasi-Immortal Emperor, but at this moment, he was enveloped by countless strands of chaotic energy emanating from the Chaos Bell, his aura ethereal yet vast, as if he had merged with the entire ancient primordial era! He held up the ancient Chaos Bell above his head with his hands, and the engravings of the sun, moon, stars, earth, water, fire, and wind on the bell's surface seemed to come alive, slowly flowing and radiating supreme majesty that established the primordial chaos and suppressed eternity!

"Chaos Bell - Suppress!"

Without uttering a single word, Lu Xuan poured all his supreme cultivation, along with all his insights into the Chaos Battle Immortal Path, into the Chaos Bell, unleashing the strongest attack he could currently muster!
"Om-!"

The Chaos Bell gave a slight tremor!
There was no cataclysmic energy torrent, no law-driven storm tearing through the starry sky. Only an invisible, intangible ripple, seemingly containing the ultimate concept of "suppression," spread across the entire battlefield at a speed beyond comprehension!

The first to be hit was the continuously operating dark altar!
"Crack... Boom!"

As the all-suppressing ripples swept past, the enormous phantom of the dark altar, as if crushed by billions of ancient divine mountains, emitted a teeth-grinding cracking sound, and the countless wailing runes on it instantly dimmed and shattered! The operation of the entire altar was forcibly interrupted, and the suction force that devoured the life force of the Boundary Sea came to an abrupt end!

Next up were the four Dark Quasi-Immortal Emperors!
They felt as if the weight of the entire universe was pressing down on their shoulders, and the dark laws flowing around them instantly became obscure and stagnant! Their movements slowed down by hundreds or thousands of times, and even their thoughts seemed to be affected! Although they were not completely frozen, this sudden suppression from a higher level of power completely disrupted their rhythm and their momentum of cooperation!

"Chance!"

The nameless Quasi-Immortal Emperor, who was already on the verge of despair, suddenly had a final burst of light in his eyes the moment the bell rang and his imperial might was suppressed! Although he did not know who the newcomer was, this was undoubtedly his only chance!
"Annihilation—Return to Nothingness!"

He let out a final cry, burning his life and Dao fruit. The dim, desolate Dao aura burned intensely like a final burst of light. He transformed into a gray stream of light, no longer attacking any of the Dark Emperors, but instead... rushing straight towards the core of the Dark Altar, which had been temporarily suppressed and was now cracked!

He wants to destroy this source of chaos before he himself is completely destroyed!

"Stop him!" The Old Man of Annihilation shouted for the first time, his voice tinged with urgency and anger. He forcefully drew upon the deeper source of darkness, attempting to break free from the suppression and restraint of the Chaos Bell.

The Azure Emperor, the Feather Emperor, and the Hong Emperor also struggled frantically, while the Dark Emperor was boiling, resisting the omnipresent suppressive force.

But it was too late!

Interfering with the Chaos Bell's power, which transcends comprehension in this world, their reaction was delayed by a crucial moment!
"boom!!!!!!!"

The gray stream of light transformed from the nameless Quasi-Immortal Emperor crashed headlong into the core of the dark altar!
An indescribable, ultimate energy of annihilation and destruction erupted! It was the final blossoming of the nameless Quasi-Immortal Emperor's lifelong Dao Fruit, his remaining imperial body, and his indomitable will!
The dark altar emitted a deafening explosion, cracks at its core spread rapidly, countless dark runes wailed and shattered, and the entire altar phantom became illusory and unstable at a visible speed. The passage connecting to the source of darkness was forcibly shaken, distorted, and even... partially interrupted by this resolute self-destructive impact!
"No—!" The four Dark Quasi-Immortal Emperors roared simultaneously, watching helplessly as the core of the Great Sacrifice was severely damaged!

Meanwhile, Lu Xuan, who forcibly activated the Chaos Bell to unleash a strike beyond his own limits, also paid a price.

"Pfft!" He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood containing chaotic light, his face instantly turning pale. He could feel that after the Chaos Bell unleashed this attack, its radiance rapidly receded and became dormant, rendering it unusable for a short period of time.

Even more deadly, a vast, indifferent, and irresistible force of rejection began to emerge from the void in all directions, as if the Great Dao of the entire Perfect World was rejecting him, this "outlier"!
Space and time began to distort around him, and bizarre passages appeared and disappeared, trying to banish him from this space and time!

He glanced one last time at the four Dark Quasi-Immortal Emperors, who were enraged by the severe damage to the altar, and then at the area where the nameless Quasi-Immortal Emperor had self-destructed his core and whose imperial aura was beginning to dissipate completely. A complex and unfathomable light flashed in his eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Wuming... Farewell."

"Darkness... I will return!"

The next moment, the spacetime vortex completely engulfed him, and the Chaos Bell protected his last bit of spiritual light, disappearing into a chaotic void.

Deep within the Boundary Sea, only the four enraged Dark Emperors, a Dark Altar on the verge of collapse, and... the tragic afterglow of a Quasi-Immortal Emperor's fall, a lamentation shared by all paths.

The war between emperors has temporarily come to an end with the sacrifice of the nameless Quasi-Immortal Emperor and Lu Xuan's forced exile.

(End of this chapter)