Desolate Pagoda

The Supreme Being of the Divine Ruins whispered, and its words made all the Saints' hair stand on end.

The world was vast and turbulent, and the star fields quaked. A world-shattering fluctuation swept across hundreds of millions of miles of the heavens.

With a deafening roar, like the collapse of the heavens, a beam of light pierced through the thirty-third layer of heaven. A figure emerged, causing numerous stars to tremble and shaking the vast sea of stars.

He was born, breaking through the Immortal Origin, emerging from the Divine Ruins, and reigning over the entire world.

It was like an ancient evil dragon awakening from a long slumber, its terrifying pressure making even the air congeal.

The Three Realms shook, and the Extreme Dao laws surged. The ancient Emperor's majestic presence was awe-inspiring, as if returning to its most glorious era. A single wisp of its aura could crush the firmament and spread across the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.

"The sky is falling. A major event rarely seen in ancient history is about to happen."

"A Supreme Being has emerged. Billions of corpses will float, blood will flow like rivers, and the mortal world will be no different from hell."

Without any warning, the Dark Turmoil descended once more. This time, there were no Great Emperors to protect all beings, and the myriad spirits in the universe wailed in sorrow.

The Primeval Emperor sneered cruelly, unconcerned by their grief. His face was calm as he inhaled the essence of the sun and moon, casting the Big Dipper into darkness.

His eyes were only on the Dao. No matter how the myriad spirits begged and mourned, he remained utterly cold and ruthless, viewing them as livestock to be herded.

To the myriad spirits, it was merely the loss of their ant-like lives. If he didn't replenish his Blood Essence, he would lose the chance to become immortal.

"Fellow Daoist, why the haste? You've arrived nearly a thousand years earlier than we agreed."

Another voice echoed from the Divine Ruins, laced with dissatisfaction.

"If I didn't emerge now, my condition would decline, making it even more disadvantageous.

That Demonic Emperor has been dead for over a thousand years. Even with unparalleled talent, he couldn't have faked his death for this long. He's long dead.

He's just a dead man, why should we still fear him?"

His voice was sonorous and powerful, resounding throughout the heavens and earth, exuding an aura of supreme dominance.

The figure stepped into the universe, like a sovereign, devouring the essence of ancient stars, entwined by streams of galaxies.

All the Saints fled in panic towards the Desolate Border. He wasn't in a hurry to harvest, casting a cold glance.

"Flee, but where can you escape to? Sooner or later, you will be harvested."

The entire universe was in the Supreme Being's palm. What was the use of fleeing? They would eventually become blood food.

As long as the myriad spirits existed in the universe, they had nowhere to go in heaven or earth, only able to be lambs awaiting slaughter.

"Alas, so be it. As you say, we will emerge together and first attack that Great Accomplishment Hegemon Body, find the Demonic Emperor's remains, and devour him as well."

A wave of Divine Sense rippled, and another beam of light shot into the vast depths of the universe.

With two Supreme Beings emerging together, even a contemporary Great Emperor would have to avoid their sharp edge. What's more, a Hegemon Body.

The universe ushered in a dark age. The Supreme Beings collectively launched their turmoil. Who could suppress them? No one had achieved the Quasi-Emperor realm yet. The gap between the strongest and the Supreme Beings was like that between an ant and the sun, a despair-inducing chasm.

"Fellow Daoist, let us first deduce the Hegemon Body's location together. Delay will only lead to complications.

The rest are merely a group of blood food, they cannot escape your and my grasp. It's not too late to devour them later."

The latter Supreme Being said.

He wasn't being cautious, but rather more concerned about the Immortal Artifacts. The turmoil was secondary.

It was common knowledge that the Demonic Emperor possessed three Immortal Artifacts, and they were likely buried with him on some ancient life star.

With three Immortal Artifacts against them, even they would have a hard time dealing with it. They needed to end it quickly and first deal with the Hegemon Body, who might be able to contact the Immortal Artifacts.

After bathing in the Hegemon Body's blood, they would launch their turmoil to restore their Blood Essence, then join forces with the Underworld to deduce the Demonic Emperor's burial site and subdue the Immortal Artifacts one by one.

The Nether Treasures would go to the Underworld, and each of the two Supreme Beings would take one Immortal Artifact, returning to the Divine Ruins in perfection.

Without a master to control them, the artifacts were ultimately like water without a source; they could be worn down until they submitted.

They believed their plan was foolproof, and unless other Forbidden Zones interfered, they would reap a bountiful harvest.

The two Supreme Beings stood alone in the starry sky, allowing the shrimp-like Saints to flee. They used forbidden secret arts to deduce, their laws extending in all directions, determined to find the Hegemon Body's hiding place.

The universe, the heavens and the earth, transformed into laws, encompassed within the Supreme Beings' deductions.

They attempted to work together to uncover a corner of the Heavenly Secrets. Golden Dao patterns evolved, and images appeared around them.

The images were blurry, filled with surging Extreme Dao divine light, carrying a sacred radiance.

It was a scene of the Demonic Court, situated on a star. The Heavenly Palace was vast, like a connected mountain range, shrouded in Chaos Qi, magnificent and majestic.

"This Demonic Emperor is incredibly skilled. He concealed the location of the Demonic Court so well that even the combined efforts of Imperial Dao Figures couldn't find it. Dammit!"

One Supreme Being said hatefully.

Even with their combined strength, they couldn't find the Demonic Court's location. There were no clues to be found; the Heavenly Secrets had long been severed by the Demonic Emperor himself.

"It doesn't matter. If we can't deduce it, we'll break through with brute force."

Although the Demonic Court was hidden deeply, it was still within the universe. As long as they could lock onto a general area, they could use Imperial Dao laws to annihilate everything, and the remaining Demonic Court would eventually be exposed.

This move was ruthless enough to force the Demonic Court out. It was unknown how many star fields would be affected. It was likely that a large portion of the starry sky would dim in the future, with no life remaining.

However, the Supreme Beings wouldn't care. After their deaths, what concern would the flood be?

They set a large area of coordinates, encompassing a hundred thousand star fields, intending to annihilate them all.

But before they could make a move, the crisp sound of coins hitting the ground echoed throughout the void, clear and distinct.

"It's a trap, run!"

A Supreme Being's divine sense was suddenly startled, a chilling premonition rising in their heart, a sense of unspeakable danger about to descend.

One moment they were planning to transform into a world-ending demonic god, the next they were flying backward, attempting to escape the area.

He cultivated the "Predecessor" secret technique, possessing exceptionally powerful divine sense that could predict fortune and misfortune, even glimpse the future.

At this moment, his divine sense was rarely issuing a warning, as if he were standing in the mouth of an irresistible flood or beast, destined to be torn to shreds in the next second.

Another's reaction was similar; most Imperial Dao figures were similar in strength across the board.

He unleashed his full power to flee, sensing something was wrong, but the surrounding void had unknowingly formed a solid cage, inscribed with a vast immortal formation.

"It's a Heaven-Piercing Nether Treasure, it's inscribed with formation patterns, we can't get out."

He had still been thinking of snatching the Immortal Artifact to avenge his humiliation, only to fall into the Demonic Emperor's trap so quickly. It seemed his chances of survival were slim.

Constructed with a Heaven-Piercing Nether Treasure, it drew in essence from all directions, condensed peerless immortal power, and unleashed a monstrous killing intent.

Peerless light expanded, tearing open a corner of heaven and earth, isolating it from the cosmos, steaming with immortal energy, striking the two Supreme Beings one after another.

"Let's work together to break out. It's fine even if we lose some Blood Essence, we can make it back. The longer we delay, the worse it will be."

A Supreme Being roared, clad in divine armor, shattering waves of order chains and cooperating with the other.

The two collided with destructive force, fighting with frenzied abandon, pulverizing everything in their path.

Imperial Dao laws intertwined, countering those immortal light dao laws, impacting fiercely.

He gasped for breath, inwardly lamenting his misfortune. His condition had not fully recovered before he suffered further losses. Even if he survived today, it would be difficult to seal himself again.

After an unknown amount of time, the two broke through layers of blockade, shattering wave after wave of killing intent. Even the ancient Emperor's weapons were dimmed and blood-stained.

And the immortal formation ahead continued to evolve. Tens of millions of order divine chains snapped, only to regenerate endlessly. It could not be broken, nor could it be cut down.

The Heaven-Piercing Nether Treasure had not exerted any effort from beginning to end. The immortal formation alone was so powerful that it plunged both into despair.

This battle was truly a case of losing the wife and soldiers as well. Even the other Supreme Being regretted it, wishing they hadn't tried to seize the Immortal Artifact in the first place, lest they lose their lives.

"Damn Demonic Emperor, you're cunning enough to force me to my extreme sublimation."

The Supreme Being roared, their venomous words spreading in all directions. Sublimation was akin to seeking death, a choice made only in desperation.

They had waited so long for the Path to Immortality, paid everything, only to meet such an end. They were unwilling, but had no choice.

The immortal formation trapped the Supreme Being. If they didn't escape soon, they would directly perish. Since that was the case, they might as well reclaim the Imperial Seat and return as the supreme being of an era.

At the very least, they would make the Demonic Emperor pay a price. To end like this, they would never find peace in eternal life, their hatred lingering until the end of the epoch.

In sublimation, they bloomed with peak glory, their entire body radiant, all laws unable to harm them.

Amidst the falling light and rain, the Supreme Being's hateful curses, their voice unprecedentedly shrill, their despair shocking and terrifying.

Their aura surpassed all ages, an unparalleled pressure felt even at the desolate border of the universe, causing the entire starry sky to tremble.

One Supreme Being after another awoke, gazing from the Forbidden Zone, silently watching his final performance.

"Demonic Emperor. May you die a terrible death!"

His eyes were almost crazed, his face contorted, exceptionally tragic.

From then on, the great formation could no longer trap him as before. The Supreme Being unleashed a barrage of attacks, fighting with ferocity, Imperial Dao laws clashing with immortal power, turning the area into a turbulent void.

The earth-shattering attacks were astonishing, their light illuminating eternity.

With a deafening roar, the immortal formation was pierced, several cracks appearing, immortal energy surging.

The Supreme Being roared, shaking the sun, moon, and stars, shocking the mortal realm, and forcefully carved out a path of survival, bloodstains on their body horrifying to behold.

The other Supreme Being remained silent. Seeing the flaw in the formation, they immediately fled.

"Fellow Daoist, the Demonic Emperor is our common enemy. I will settle this score with him in the future."

Fearing the other might become desperate and target him, to replenish his Blood Essence without regard for anything else, he spoke to appease him first.

But before he could escape, an astonishing immortal light cleaved down, cutting him in two.

Divine light dazzled, streaking across star seas, stirring the void, brilliantly peerless.

It was as if chaos was being split open, terrifying to the extreme. Time and space ceased to be constraints. A vast river flowed down, filled with immortal light, radiant and brilliant, shaking the heavens and earth, scattering supreme dao laws.

The Supreme Being's blood splattered, their divine sense unable to react before their vitality withered, their eyes widening in disbelief.

A single sword could slay all immortals, demons, ghosts, and gods. In the vast expanse of heaven and earth, a lone figure wielding an immortal sword, obscured the three thousand worlds, reversed ancient and modern futures, and was unstoppable.

"You... you're not dead yet? Your previous 'death' was just to lure us in."

He struggled to piece his body back together, attempting to reform, but Zhang Huan gave him no chance, controlling the Nether Treasure to suppress and restrain his soul, locking it within immortal dao symbols.

A generation's Supreme Being fell easily, not even their soul escaping, taken away along with their body.

"Demonic Emperor.!"

The Supreme Being in extreme sublimation saw him and glared with fury, charging at him recklessly.

"You can't even break through a mere formation, yet you aspire to stand beside me at the pinnacle of the heavens?"

Zhang Huan looked down with disdain, his Immortal Sword capable of cleaving through three thousand Great Daos. Supremes were nothing but mere ants, obliterated with a single strike.

The vast river of time surged with waves, encircling the boundless cosmos, radiating infinite auspicious light.

Majestic heavenly sounds resonated, harmonizing with the Dao, all might converging into the Immortal Sword, making it the sole entity in heaven and earth.

Myriad strands of Immortal Light unfurled, like a brilliant celestial robe, streaking through eternal silence and illuminating the universe.

Even after sublimation, a Supreme was still like an ant. A single slash of the sword reduced even the hardest Immortal Gold divine armor to dust.

Blood splattered across the sky as the Supreme let out a mournful cry of unwillingness, coughing up large mouthfuls of blood. Despite pouring all his strength into it, he couldn't even withstand a single move, following the same fate as the Supreme before him.

After the suddenness came an eternal, deathly silence.

Whether in the various star fields or the Forbidden Zones, any powerful being who witnessed this battle had their understanding of the world shattered.

In people's hearts, the title Great Emperor could crush the past, present, and future, representing the pinnacle of combat power, the pinnacle of the Dao, the pinnacle of humanity!

But today, they learned that even Great Emperors were not invincible. Seeing the Divine Emperor was like the bright moon encountering the sun.

The Divine Emperor was a mountain before the Great Emperor, an insurmountable obstacle.

Zhang Huan hadn't even used his full strength. He summoned his Nether Treasure to clean up the battlefield and stood amidst the swirling Immortal Qi, gazing towards the Big Dipper.

After several thousand years, the Golden Dao reappeared, with thousands of divine rays intertwined, and billions of laws shining brightly, connecting the Other Shore of the cosmos.

He stepped onto the golden light, walking alone under the gaze of all living beings, arriving at the Big Dipper and entering the Divine Ruins once more.

The beings of the Forbidden Zone knelt in submission, their heads bowed in fear under the oppressive pressure.

The Southern Heavenly Gate remained unchanged, the dilapidated palaces and pavilions showing no sign of alteration. As he stepped inside, the Supremes voluntarily revived and admitted their mistakes.

The actions of those two individuals had nothing to do with the other Supremes of the Forbidden Zone. They were willing to compensate and did not wish for another Extreme Dao War to occur.

Having just witnessed Zhang Huan slay Supremes, who dared to act tough? With no confidence, they preferred to yield without limits rather than court disaster.

Zhang Huan snorted coldly. As Supremes of the Forbidden Zone, they were no different from those who disregarded the turmoil and aided the wicked. Moreover, every Supreme present was not entirely innocent.

"Hand over the Immortal Artifact Desolate Pagoda and the Immortal Medicine within the Divine Ruins, as well as the Divine Materials and medicinal ingredients you have collected over the years.

If you refuse, I don't mind killing a few more Supremes."

His stance was domineering as he made his demands, directly carving flesh from the Supremes.

The air froze for a moment, then the Supremes let out a long sigh, unsure if it was from relief or from preparing themselves mentally.

"Everything else is negotiable, but the Desolate Pagoda has an owner. We cannot control it, and it depends on whether you can take it away."

They agreed to all demands, even offering to send their children away, all in an effort to ease the relationship.

Zhang Huan's gaze deepened, and he did not respond, walking into the interior of the Divine Ruins.

The Desolate Pagoda, divided into nine layers, flowed with the power of time. Each layer dripped with auspicious light and flowed with Immortal Qi.

The origin of this Immortal Artifact was unknown. It had appeared before ancient history and existed eternally, holding extraordinary significance for the human race.

There had never been a known owner; it was only known that it had descended into the Divine Ruins at some point and had since vanished from public knowledge.

Zhang Huan caressed the body of the pagoda, murmuring to himself in his heart.

"It truly has an owner. Who could it be? Is it him?"

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