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Chapter 87, Defeating Three Emperors in a Row, the Iron-Headed Stone Emperor! [Please Read On!]

In the sea of ​​thunder.

The sixth humanoid lightning bolt.

The phantom of Emperor Hengyu stood beneath the tribulation clouds, his body bathed in the divine laws of fire.

A crimson light enveloped his entire body, and the Hengyu Furnace floating above his head was forged entirely from phoenix blood crimson gold, with Dao patterns flowing across its surface like those of a phoenix rising from the ashes.

Emperor Hengyu raised his hand.

The Hengyu Furnace flew out from above, swelled in the wind, and transformed into a giant furnace hundreds of feet tall.

With the furnace mouth facing down and the cauldron body flipped over, endless divine flames poured out from the furnace.

That wasn't an ordinary flame.

It is the Dao trace fire left behind by Emperor Hengyu after he proved his Dao through the Dao of Fire.

Every wisp of flame contains the ultimate law of fire, capable of burning everything into nothingness.

A sea of ​​crimson-gold flames poured down from the furnace, transforming into a gigantic fire phoenix that swooped down on Su Ye.

"The Imperial Flame—"

The white-haired old cultivator on the edge of the desert murmured, "I have lived for nearly a thousand years, and this is the first time I have ever seen the phantom of the Emperor's Fire of the Hengyu Furnace with my own eyes."

"Senior, can the Holy Son of Yaochi withstand this?"

Someone nearby asked.

The old monk shook his head.

"I don't know. That's Emperor Fire. Even if it's just a wisp of the Dao traces copied from the young Great Emperor, it's not something a Dragon Transformation cultivator can withstand."

Su Ye remained unmoved as the imperial fire poured down upon him.

At this moment, his combat power has reached the Eight Forbidden Barriers.

The humanoid lightning that descends during the heavenly tribulation will naturally resonate with him.

The image that heaven and earth etched was precisely the image of a young emperor who possessed the same level of combat power as his current realm.

Behind him, a strange phenomenon of the Five Elements evolving into chaos appeared.

In that hazy world, the Chaos Dharma Image sat cross-legged in the void, its body swirling with purple Daoist energy.

The light of the five elements flows through heaven and earth, and the five forces of metal, wood, water, fire and earth intertwine to form a complete Dao diagram.

Su Ye raised her hand.

The Chaos Dharma Image then raised its hand.

A giant purple hand emerged from the strange phenomenon, its five fingers spread wide, and reached directly for the fire phoenix.

The Emperor's Fire clashed with the power of chaos.

boom!

Flames exploded, scattering crimson-gold sparks in all directions.

When Mars lands on the desert, the sand grains melt and solidify instantly, forming crystal-like particles.

Purple chaotic light weaved through the sea of ​​fire.

The two were locked in a stalemate in mid-air. The Emperor's Fire attempted to incinerate the purple hand, but the power of chaos peeled away the flames layer by layer, transforming them into the most primordial energy of heaven and earth and dissipating.

The phantom of Emperor Hengyu had no expression, but his movements suddenly changed.

The flames in the Hengyu Furnace no longer poured down, but instead surrounded Su Ye from all directions, trapping him and his Chaos Dharma Image in a sea of ​​fire.

Use the extreme variations of fire to trap, exhaust, and destroy the enemy.

This was Emperor Hengyu's fighting style when he was young.

Su Ye frowned slightly.

The temperature of the Emperor's Fire continued to rise, and fine cracks began to appear in his Daoist barrier.

The Chaos Dharma Form continuously struck out with its palms, scattering wave after wave of flames. The flames dispersed and then gathered again, endlessly.

"Using fire to contain fire?"

Su Ye's gaze sharpened.

He immersed his mind in the sea of ​​suffering, and the tower of the Primordial Divine Mark trembled slightly.

The innate divine marks on the tower lit up one by one, and the purple-gold light flowed across the surface of the tower.

Hands form a mudra.

The Primordial Divine Mark Tower flew out from above, a hundred-foot-tall giant tower heading towards the Eternal Furnace.

The two colossal artifacts collided in mid-air, producing a deafening roar.

The showdown between the tower and the furnace.

The light of purple and red gold intertwined.

The flames of the Hengyu Furnace were gradually dissolved by the innate divine marks of the Primordial Divine Mark Tower, and the Dao patterns on the tower peeled away and devoured the fragments of laws within the Emperor Fire one by one.

The phantom of Emperor Hengyu finally made a move.

He raised his hand and made a grasping motion, and the Hengyu Furnace shrank back from a hundred-foot-tall giant furnace.

Then he took a step forward, his figure transforming into a crimson streak of light, wielding the Hengyu Furnace as he charged straight at Su Ye.

The Emperor Furnace is empowered by the laws of fire, and each strike contains the power of Emperor Fire capable of burning everything.

Su Ye did not retreat but advanced.

The giant hand of the Chaos Dharma Image emerged from the strange phenomenon and struck Emperor Hengyu with a palm.

The Hengyu Furnace collided with the Chaos Hand, crimson and purple intertwined, and firelight and chaotic light splashed everywhere.

one move.

Ten moves.

Fifty moves.

Emperor Hengyu's every strike was precise and deadly; the temperature of the Emperor's Fire was controlled to the extreme in his hands.

It wasn't a clash of brute force, but a contest between the laws of fire and the power of chaos.

Su Ye became more and more adept at the fight.

Emperor Hengyu's fire laws were indeed exquisite, but his mastery of fire was not yet perfect during his youth.

Although the flames of the Hengyu Furnace were fierce, there were seven points where the flames did not flow smoothly.

Su Ye used the light of the Dao Tribulation Heaven to illuminate those seven nodes.

Wherever the heavenly light passed, the imperial fire was dissolved layer by layer.

The flames changed from crimson to dark red, from dark red to grayish-white, and finally vanished into nothingness.

The phantom of Hengyu Furnace dimmed slightly.

Su Ye seized this opportunity.

With every gesture, a myriad of sounds resonated.

With a wave of his hand, he unleashed a devastating attack, accompanied by countless other attacks.

That attack carried countless Dao runes, each rune a manifestation of the laws of heaven and earth.

Where the palm print passed, space was torn apart, leaving a purple trail that lingered for a long time.

The Imperial Fire Barrier was pierced through in a single blow.

Emperor Hengyu's crimson-gold figure vanished as a shower of light.

The sixth heavenly tribulation is broken.

The crowd erupted in uproar.

"Emperor Hengyu's Dao traces—were shattered by him!"

"It's not about luck, it's about real skill—"

"What was his final attack? The convergence of all paths? How could a cultivator who has transformed into a Four Extremes Dragon possibly invoke all paths?"

No one can answer the last question.

Because the tribulation clouds split open again.

The seventh figure stepped out.

Amidst the churning gray clouds, an extremely desolate and malevolent aura descended from the sky.

That menacing aura wasn't a sharp killing intent, but a heavy sense of oppression.

It felt like an invisible mountain pressing down on everyone's chest, or like a giant hand pressing down on everyone's shoulders.

The rogue cultivators on the edge of the desert all retreated dozens of steps.

"This aura—"

The white-haired old monk's face was as white as paper.

"The murderous aura of a survivor of a hundred battles—it belongs to the Chaotic Ancient Emperor!"

The seventh humanoid lightning bolt.

Amidst the churning gray clouds, an extremely desolate and malevolent aura descended from the sky.

That was the aura of someone who had survived countless battles and trampled death underfoot.

Su Ye looked up.

The emperor who least resembled an emperor in the ancient times.

He suffered countless defeats throughout his life, defeats that nearly shattered his Daoist heart, defeats that alienated him from everyone, defeats that resulted in the death of his beloved before his eyes, and defeats that led him to wander alone to the remote borderlands.

But he persevered, overcoming countless defeats to form a demonic embryo, forging a new life, ascending to the pinnacle, and proving himself to become an emperor.

The Great Emperor of Chaos.

He was a burly man with a rugged face and an indomitable stubbornness in his eyes.

He held a huge battle axe in his hand, the blade of which shimmered with a chaotic light.

The Chaotic Ancient Axe is the indomitable weapon that accompanied the Chaotic Ancient Emperor through countless defeats and battles.

On the outer sand dunes.

A middle-aged rogue cultivator, shirtless and with bulging muscles, stared blankly at the burly figure, his face turning pale.

"That's—the Chaotic Ancient Emperor!"

Someone nearby, looking confused, asked, "Who is the Chaotic Ancient Emperor?"

The middle-aged rogue cultivator grabbed the man's collar, his voice trembling.

"You don't even know the Chaotic Ancient Emperor? He failed a hundred times in his life, yet still managed to attain enlightenment! One of the most resolute emperors in the history of the ancient times!"

"Heavens! After the Great Emperor Hengyu comes the Great Emperor Luangu—is he going to destroy all the Dao traces of the ancient emperors?"

The old man in the blue robe had already slumped to the ground, his wrinkled face blank with a daze.

"The youthful Dao traces of two ancient emperors —"

"Is there any record of two beings descending during the same person's Dragon Transformation Tribulation?"

No one answered him.

Because nobody knows the answer.

The Chaotic Ancient Emperor made no extra moves.

He raised the Chaotic Ancient Axe and cleaved it down.

This axe blow looks ordinary, without any fancy techniques.

But Su Ye's pupils contracted slightly.

This axe strike contained an indescribable and inexplicable power.

An indomitable will that remains unyielding even after countless defeats.

Attacks at the level of will cannot be resisted with supernatural powers or neutralized with magical artifacts.

It strikes directly at the cultivator's Dao heart and tests their beliefs.

Do you dare to get up again after failing a hundred times?

Before the axe blade arrives, the will arrives first.

Images flashed through Su Ye's mind, each choice making him more resolute.

He stood there, using his Dao heart to withstand the impact of this will.

Reaching the pinnacle of all worlds, it is worth living this second life.

The impact of the Chaotic Ancient Axe's will on his Dao heart was like waves crashing against rocks, shattering into countless pieces.

The phantom of the Chaotic Ancient Emperor paused slightly.

Then, the Chaotic Ancient Axe was raised again.

This time, the power was more than ten times stronger than before.

The chaotic light flowing on the axe blade surged, and the spiritual energy of the entire world was drained away by this single blow.

Su Ye took a step forward.

All voices resounded in unison.

The Daoist essence of the innate Dao embryo resonates with the heavens and earth with every gesture.

With a single strike, the massive hand of the Chaotic Dharma Form clashed head-on with the Chaotic Ancient Axe.

boom!

The entire desert trembled.

The ground collapsed, creating a huge crater several miles in circumference.

The cracks extended in all directions from the edge of the pit, with the furthest crack reaching right to the feet of the onlookers.

The light of the Chaotic Ancient Axe and the power of the Chaotic Dharma Form were annihilated simultaneously in this strike.

The phantom of the Chaotic Ancient Emperor dissipated.

The seventh heavenly tribulation is broken.

"Another one—he shattered the youthful Dao traces of two ancient emperors—"

"Is this still the Dragon Transformation Tribulation? This is clearly a rehearsal for the battle for the Emperor's Path!"

Some people in the crowd gasped.

Will there be a third one?

As if in response to his question, the tribulation clouds split open for the third time.

The eighth figure stepped out.

He was of medium build, had an ordinary appearance, and wore the most common old-fashioned Taoist robe.

He held an ancient mirror in his hand, imbued with the power of the void; even if he were thrown into a crowd, no one would give him a second glance.

The Void Mirror.

The Void Emperor.

The Great Emperor who proved his Dao through space in the ancient era, and the ancestor of the Ji family.

He spent his entire life battling against the supreme beings of the forbidden zones, ultimately dying in the void.

The Void Emperor did not rush to make a move.

He gently turned the Void Mirror in his hand.

The space around Su Ye suddenly distorted.

The ground beneath our feet became the sky, and the sky above our heads became the ground.

My sense of direction was lost in an instant, and the concepts of up, down, left, and right became blurred.

Even the pathways through which the divine power circulated within his body began to twist.

The laws of the void.

The origin of the Great Void Technique, the ultimate application of the laws of space.

In the Void Emperor's domain, he dictates all rules related to space.

Su Ye's innate Dao embryonic Dao rhythm flowed around his body, resonating with the myriad Daos of heaven and earth.

Although the laws of space have been rewritten by the Void Emperor, the essence of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth will not change.

No matter how space is distorted, the Tao remains the Tao.

He struck out with his palm.

The purple Daoist aura spread in all directions like ripples.

When the ripples touched the twisted nodes of space, those nodes began to tremble.

The Void Emperor's Void God Laws are indeed exquisite.

The innate Tao fetus is born with a shortcut.

Any alteration to the laws of heaven and earth will be perceived, identified, and corrected in the face of the Dao Embryo.

The space is being restored.

The phantom of the Void Emperor had no emotions.

The Void Mirror spun again.

This time it's not spatial distortion, it's spatial cutting.

Countless transparent spatial rifts shot out from the Void Mirror, each one powerful enough to slice a dragon-transformation cultivator in two.

Su Ye protected himself with the Primordial Divine Mark Tower, while simultaneously using the Dao Tribulation Finger to shatter the spatial rifts one by one.

The innate divine marks on the tower collided with the spatial rift.

The cracks left shallow white marks on the tower, but the divine purple-gold material allowed these marks to heal themselves within a few breaths.

Within three breaths, the illusory image of the Void Emperor slashed out dozens of spatial rifts.

Su Ye blocked every single one of them.

As the last crack disappeared, the illusory image of the Void Mirror dimmed slightly.

The phantom of the Void Emperor took a step forward, his figure merging into the void.

Su Ye raised her hand.

The light of the Dao Tribulation.

Purple light surged from his eyes, sweeping forward.

Where the sunlight passes, the space seems to have a veil peeled away, revealing the true scene beneath.

The figure of the Void Emperor appeared in the heavenly light.

A fine crack appeared on the surface of the Void Mirror.

Su Ye did not give him another chance to merge into the void.

The chaotic Dharma form's giant hand emerged from the strange phenomenon, its five fingers spread wide, and struck the Void Emperor with a palm.

This palm strike contains not power, but the nascent form of a world.

The chaotic power of the Five Elements completely sealed off the space around the Void Emperor.

There is nowhere for them to fit in.

There was nowhere to retreat.

The Void Mirror met the chaotic hand.

boom!

The mirror shattered, and the phantom of the Void Emperor began to crumble from his chest.

The cracks spread across the entire body, then dissipated as a shower of light.

The eighth heavenly tribulation is broken.

The crowd on the edge of the desert had fallen silent.

No one speaks.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at the white-clad youth beneath the tribulation clouds.

His Taoist robe had been torn in several places by the lightning tribulation, his face was covered in ash, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

The calamity clouds split open for the last time.

The ninth figure stepped out.

It wasn't a human figure.

It is a stone statue.

The stone body is bluish-gray, and the facial features are indistinct, with only the outline of a person vaguely discernible.

Stone Emperor.

In the ancient times, he was a supreme being who attained enlightenment as an emperor through the work of a stone spirit.

He is a holy spirit born of heaven and earth.

Born from a stone embryo, it feeds on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and is clothed by the laws of the Great Dao.

The way to attain enlightenment is not through cultivation, but through growth.

When a Holy Spirit grows to its fullest potential, it will naturally attain enlightenment.

The Stone Emperor held a large halberd in his hand.

The halberd was entirely black, cast from black gold with dragon patterns, and its blade was swirling with chaotic energy.

That was the Stone Emperor Halberd, which was born alongside the Stone Emperor from the stone embryo. It shared the same origin as the Stone Emperor and was an ultimate imperial weapon that had been conceived since the beginning of time.

On the outer sand dunes.

Even the old man in the blue robe stood up.

He scrambled to his feet from the sand, his movements so clumsy they were nothing like those of a Sendai cultivator.

"Stone Emperor—Primordial Stone Emperor!"

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