“Go!”
The two of them did not hesitate for even a moment, nor did they have the time to concern themselves with the companion Little Black had forced back.
Taking advantage of the fleeting moment when Little Black was briefly held at bay and the Great Emperor of Annihilation was being desperately entangled by the other Supremes, they devoted what little strength remained to their escape arts. They transformed into two dim yet incomparably swift streaks of light, no longer caring about their direction.
They plunged straight toward the Southern Domain below, where the perception of vital energy was most overwhelming!
Above the Southern Domain, the void split open. Two Supreme figures radiating decay and greed descended like stars of disaster.
Though their imperial bodies were shattered and their auras feeble, the pressure belonging to ancient rulers still made every living being in the Southern Domain tremble.
Xiao Ruobai, the other three, the Demon Emperor, Lao Huang, and the other experts had long since prepared themselves. The radiance of several Extreme Dao Imperial Weapons intertwined, forming an indestructible barrier that firmly shielded the living beings and present-day demons behind them.
Imperial might surged across the curtain of light, while runes appeared and vanished.
The gazes of the three Supremes paused on the barrier of Imperial Weapons for only an instant before moving away coldly.
Their condition was extremely poor. They were unwilling to clash head-on with opponents possessing Imperial Weapons at this moment and expend what little origin power they had left.
Their gazes were like the most precise poisoned arrows, instantly locking onto another region.
It was an area without the protection of Imperial Weapons, yet one where abundant vital energy and the ancient demonic origin power still remained.
The final stronghold of the Ancient Demon Court—and the thirty percent of the present-day demon clans that had surrendered and pledged allegiance!
There, gathered together, were not only the ancient core elites of the Ancient Demon Court, who had sealed themselves away at the height of its power and survived to the present day.
There were also several quasi-Emperors of pure bloodline, countless elders carrying the bloodlines of ancient species and even divine beasts, and the innumerable Heavenly Demon armies that had once conquered every corner of the world in the ancient era.
In addition, there were the powerful figures of the present-day demon clans who had abandoned the current world in despair and chosen to seek refuge with them!
The vitality they possessed was so vigorous, and their origins so ancient, that to Supremes in urgent need of replenishment, they were no different from walking, completely defenseless “immortal medicines”!
“Not good! They’re targeting us!”
One of the Ancient Demon Court’s quasi-Emperor elders instantly understood the meaning behind that gaze. His face turned as pale as paper, and his voice trembled with utter terror.
Beside him, the powerful demons who had surrendered were even more terrified, as though they had fallen into an icy abyss. They had thought they had found a protector, only to discover that they had entered an even deeper hell!
“Supreme! We have already submitted! We are willing to offer you everything—please, spare our lives!”
Another elderly quasi-Emperor suppressed his fear and tried to reason with them. His voice was filled with a plea so humble it seemed to sink into the dust.
“Submitted? Offer yourselves?”
The leading Supreme was the one whose arm Little Black had torn off. He let out a nightjar-like cackle, his voice brimming with cruel amusement.
“What value could the submission of ants possibly have? The only meaning of your existence is to become nourishment for this Venerable One!”
Before his words had even finished, he gave them no chance to react. Two terrifying forces of devouring instantly covered the entire region!
This was not a simple absorption of energy, but the plunder of laws at the level of a Supreme!
Within the void, it was as though two invisible mouths of an ancient gluttonous beast had opened, targeting their vital energy, souls, and origins!
“Ah—!”
Screams so horrific they no longer sounded human erupted at once, merging into a mournful song of despair.
Among those cries were the elites of the Ancient Demon Court, as well as the demons who had surrendered.
A Heavenly Demon army commander in the prime of his life withered at a visible speed…
An ancient elder carrying a rare bloodline of an archaic species melted like a burning candle…
Those present-day Demon Kings who had once ruled over vast territories were no different now. In the eyes of the Supremes, they were no more than the Ancient Demon Court’s “collection”—just another batch of more delicious “blood food.”
They struggled and regretted their choices, yet they could not make a sound. They could only watch helplessly as the cultivation they had painstakingly amassed and their mighty demon bodies were transformed into the purest essence and forcibly plundered away…
“Form the array! Fight to the death!”
The remaining quasi-Emperors glared until their eyes nearly split apart. Burning their lives, they attempted to gather the last of their strength and resist.
A damaged ancient demonic array had only just lit up when it was crushed by the palm strike of a Supreme.
One quasi-Emperor exploded on the spot, his blood and bones swallowed completely.
Another quasi-Emperor was seized by an invisible force and lifted into the air. The ancient demonic origin within his body was forcibly stripped away bit by bit.
The agony twisted his features, yet he could not utter a sound. In the end, both body and spirit were annihilated amid unbearable suffering.
This was not a battle.
It was a one-sided, efficient, and utterly brutal harvest.
On the outer battlefield, the Golden Crow Ancient Emperor and the Ancient Emperor Lei Peng were engaged in fierce combat with Little Black. Their divine senses were so powerful that they took in everything happening below.
When they saw the members of the Demon Court—including those demons who had surrendered and pledged allegiance, whom they might not have thought highly of but who were ultimately still “their own”—being mercilessly devoured in despair, the expressions of the ancient emperors instantly darkened to the point of dripping with fury. An uncontrollable rage and grief flashed through their eyes!
Those were the forces of the clans from which they had once come and in which they had placed great hopes. Yet they were being trampled upon like this!
However, that ripple of emotion lasted only for an instant.
The Golden Crow Ancient Emperor suddenly swung the Golden Crow Bow, deflecting Little Black’s fierce attack. He forcibly suppressed every emotion back into the depths of his eyes, leaving behind only ice-cold indifference.
They tacitly chose silence, using battle to conceal the murderous intent surging within their hearts.
First, they would join forces to eliminate their opponent. Then they would deal with these treacherous “allies”!
Within the stronghold, the spiritual veins withered, the palace halls collapsed, and the spirit herbs and divine trees instantly dried up. Everything containing vital essence was plundered clean.
Perhaps out of concern for the ancient emperor fathers still battling fiercely in the sky, they ultimately left Chi Huang and several other core ancient emperor heirs untouched.
Everything else, whether the core elites preserved from the ancient era or the present-day demons who had surrendered and pledged allegiance, was devoured completely within the span of a dozen breaths, transformed into the purest life energy.
Thus, the colossal force known as the Ancient Demon Court—a race that had once flourished incomparably in the ancient era, unleashed boundless calamity upon the world in the current age, and nearly forced the present-day demon clans into extinction—
Along with the last of the strength it had gathered, it vanished amid this sudden betrayal and devouring, utterly destroyed.
They had not died a tragic death in a head-on assault against the present-day alliance. Nor had they sacrificed themselves in pursuit of the ancient emperors’ grand ambitions.
Instead, they had met their end in an utterly ironic, sorrowful, and meaningless manner, becoming nothing more than “nourishment” for the continuation of decayed lives.
Within the curtain of light.
Xiao Ruobai, the Demon Emperor, Lao Huang, and all the present-day demons under their protection had witnessed this horrifying and deeply ironic scene with their own eyes.
After a brief silence came the relief of surviving a calamity, along with complicated emotions that were difficult to put into words.
Many demon warriors watched as those who had surrendered turned to ash in despair and as the sacred ground of the once-arrogant Ancient Demon Court became a ruin.
There was little of the satisfaction of revenge in their hearts. Instead, they felt a profound sorrow and a warning they would never forget.
The Demon Emperor’s gaze was complicated as he looked toward the ruins. Slowly, he spoke, his solemn voice carrying into the ears of every demon.
“See that? Betraying your own kind and placing your hopes in cold profit and ruthless power leads to this very end.”
This outcome was more ironic than any defeat, and more profound than any lesson.
Yet the two supreme beings paid no heed to any of it.
Blood light and deathly aura swirled around them, almost solidifying into tangible forms. Their shattered imperial bodies were rapidly restored by the surging essence, while the flesh on their severed arms writhed and regenerated at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Their feeble auras surged like erupting volcanoes, climbing higher and higher until they not only returned to their peak—
They had even become more savage and violent than before, having devoured the immense energy that contained the essence of nearly two entire generations of the demon race: the ancient and the present!
“Hahaha! Exhilarating!”
Feeling the unprecedentedly powerful force surging through his body, the Supreme Being whose severed arm had regenerated let out a satisfied yet ferocious roar. The greed and killing intent in his eyes were practically overflowing.
He abruptly turned his head toward the chaos beyond the heavens. His gaze pierced through endless layers of space and locked firmly onto that golden figure.
“Golden-Winged Peng Emperor! Your imperial blood is sure to taste even better!”
The two replenished Supreme Beings, carrying an even more terrifying might than before, surged into the sky like three streams of destruction and once again crashed into the main battlefield beyond the heavens!
At that very moment, as the pressure of the three Great Emperor puppets erupted on the battlefield beyond the heavens—
In the Eastern Region, Xuanyangzi also sensed the puppets’ auras coming from beyond the heavens and was startled.
“This is?!”
Xuanyangzi’s entire body trembled. He abruptly raised his head, and terrifying radiance burst from his eyes.
He sensed it instantly!
This was the supreme imperial aura emanating from the three puppets given to him by Gu Changge in the Southern Region, after they had been fully activated—an aura that made no attempt to conceal itself.
“Hiss—!”
Xuanyangzi drew in a sharp breath, his voice trembling with disbelief.
“This pressure… is that a Great Emperor?!”
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
