Darkness's Four Emperors: Spare Us, Great One

"Court death!"

"Ants!"

You deserve to die!

Four roars, filled with boundless killing intent and rage, resounded simultaneously from the four corners of the Ultimate Ancient Land.

In an instant, the entire silent, dark world came to a complete boil.

The Azure Emperor, the Hong Emperor, the Feather Emperor, and the World-Ending Old Man —these four ancient black hands who had destroyed countless eras—were utterly enraged.

who are they?

He is Quasi-Immortal Emperor who overlooks the long river of time and regards Immortal King as ants! He is the oldest and most terrifying being in this world!

For millions of years, they have been the ones who treat others as food and fertilizer; when have they ever been so despised?

"Kill!"

With a command given, the four Dark Emperors attacked simultaneously.

Rumble!

Four distinct yet shared origins of the Dark Emperor's Laws manifested in the world at this moment.

The Dao of the Azure Emperor is the gray aura of decaying all things.

The Dao of the Hong Emperor is a chaotic black hole that devours everything.

The Feather Emperor's path is a corrupting light that extinguishes all life.

The Way of the World-Ending Old Man is the power of the end times, the final stage of the era.

The four forces intertwined, swirled, and merged, transforming into a colossal, unparalleled dark furnace capable of devouring all the heavens and myriad worlds!

The furnace bore the imprints of countless civilizations and echoed with the wails of billions of lives. Its mouth opened, aimed at the Immortal Alliance, as if it wanted to completely refine this "light" that had suddenly intruded, along with all the living beings on it, turning them into resources for their further advancement.

"Hahaha! This is truly a divine intervention! Such a pure Life Origin has been sent to me!"

"Swallow them! Then we can complete our Dao Fruits, truly take that step, and become supreme Immortal Emperors!"

"Take one of these women! And crush the man to dust!"

The Spiritual Sense of the four Dark Emperors communicated frantically in the void, filled with greed and cruelty, as if they had already seen the dawn of victory.

In their eyes, they were invincible in this Ultimate Ancient Land.

This is their home turf; they are the source of darkness, and they are the source of darkness.

Even if a true Celestial Emperor were to arrive, he would still perish under the relentless encroachment of this darkness!

However, faced with this world-destroying attack, which would make even the most Immortal King despair.

On the Immortal Alliance, the goddesses they regarded as a "feast for the senses" didn't even lift their eyelids.

The Queen Mother of the West was carefully adjusting Qin Feng's collar.

Nuwa continued to gaze curiously at this pure darkness, seemingly studying its composition.

Bixiao was even bolder. She stretched out her small hand, as if she wanted to touch the surging dark laws, but Yun Xiao pulled her back and glared at her reproachfully.

Qin Feng, on the other hand, seemed completely oblivious to the dark furnace capable of refining the heavens, and continued to stroll leisurely with his hands behind his back.

He glanced at the four ugly and terrifying figures and curled his lip in disgust.

Then, he turned to Willow God beside him and spoke in a tone as if discussing the weather.

"See, I told you they weren't even qualified to be fertilizer."

"It was all moldy from being soaked in darkness, and it smelled like rotten mud from years ago."

"If this were buried in a garden, it would probably kill all the medicinal herbs within a hundred miles."

These words, spoken without any attempt at concealment, clearly reached the ears of every Dark Emperor.

Boom!

The power of the Dark Furnace surged by another three percent!

The wrath of the four emperors nearly set this ancient land ablaze.

Insult!

This is a blatant insult!

They want to make this arrogant ant wail and repent in endless melting!

That dark furnace, with an aura of eternal suppression, crashed down!

Wherever it passed, space and time turned to ash, laws collapsed, and all concepts of existence were swallowed up by that pure darkness.

Seeing the impending catastrophe, Qin Feng finally reacted.

He frowned slightly, a hint of impatience on his face.

"So noisy."

He didn't even turn around; he simply uttered a single word.

"Certainly."

There was no earth-shattering sound, no world-destroying power.

It's just an ordinary syllable.

However, at the very moment that word was uttered...

The whole world has been put on pause.

Time stood still.

Space froze.

That imposing, dark furnace, seemingly capable of devouring the heavens, abruptly stopped in mid-air, no more than a hundred feet away from the Immortal Alliance.

The dark laws surging within the furnace mouth transformed into a still oil painting, maintaining their menacing posture.

The four Dark Emperors were also frozen in place.

The outstretched hand of the Azure Emperor, the clenched fist of the Hong Emperor, the unfolded, decaying wings of the Feather Emperor, the staff raised high by the World-Ending Old Man...

The ferocious, cruel, and gleeful smiles on their faces were also perfectly "preserved," making them appear incredibly comical and bizarre.

Everything froze.

Aside from... their mindset.

"Um?"

A hint of doubt flashed through the Azure Emperor's mind.

What happened?

Why haven't they fallen yet? Why can't they feel the thrill of those ants being refined?

He tried to activate his own imperial laws, but found that the power that should have been at his command had become someone else's, remaining completely still.

"Move! Move for me!"

Hong Emperor roared madly in his heart, but his body, his power, and his Dao seemed to be on strike, completely disobedient.

The Feather Emperor and the World-Ending Old Man were also caught in this strange state.

They can clearly perceive everything in the outside world.

They could see the Immortal Boat, the man with his back to them, and their own ridiculous, frozen attack stance in mid-air.

But there's nothing they can do.

Like an insect sealed in amber, it is deprived of everything except the ability to think.

An unprecedented chill, penetrating to the very soul, began to frantically grow and spread from the deepest recesses of their consciousness.

What kind of power is this?

Words Manifested into Law?

No! Even a true Immortal Emperor couldn't be so thorough, so domineering!

This is not just about imprisoning time and space; it's about imprisoning even the fundamental laws upon which they depend for survival!

They are like scenery in a painting, completely devoid of the concept of "living".

At that moment, they finally understood.

They provoked it themselves; it wasn't some lamb to the slaughter.

Rather, it is a terrifying being whose very form they cannot comprehend or describe!

That would terrify them a thousand times more than killing them!

Death is not frightening to them; they themselves have emerged from death and darkness.

But the most extreme torment is the feeling of being so conscious yet reduced to a plaything at the mercy of others, the powerlessness of being stripped of even the right to control one's own body!

"Wrong... wrong..."

The unyielding Emperor Heart of the Azure Emperor was the first to begin to crumble.

"We... we were wrong..."

Hong Emperor's pride was crushed in the face of absolute power.

Beneath their frozen, ferocious smiles lay endless, hysterical fear.

The instinct for survival overwhelmed everything.

They exerted all their strength, exhausting their last reserves, and from the depths of their imprisoned Primordial Spirit uttered the most humble and desperate pleas for mercy.

"S-senpai!!"

We were wrong! We failed to recognize Mount Tai!

"Spare me! Please, senior, spare my life!"

"We are willing to be your slaves and servants, loyal for eternity! We only beg you, senior, to have mercy and spare our lives!"

Four Spiritual Sense, filled with trembling and fear, resounded in Qin Feng's sea of consciousness. Gone was the arrogance and cruelty of before; only the purest desire for life remained.

However, Qin Feng seemed not to hear.

He simply turned around slowly, not looking at the four Dark Emperors who had been reduced to statues, but instead focusing his gaze on Willow God, a gentle smile playing on his lips.

"Look, isn't it much quieter now?"

The Spiritual Sense of the four Dark Emperors were still frantically begging for mercy, but their fates seemed to have become insignificant the moment that person turned away.