Myriad Dragon Bell, Heavenly Emperor Visualization Diagram Display Might!

The gloomy sky was cleared of dark clouds.

A string of bells shimmered brilliantly in the golden light, and an aura of boundless terror swept across the entire Northern Region.

Jiang Family.

In the inner hall, a body radiating blazing flames sat cross-legged within a sea of fire. The flames, capable of incinerating Great Powers, were remarkably docile beside him.

Even with every breath, tiny flames were drawn into his body.

Clang!

The sea of fire churned. Various Divine Fires turned violent, and the seated figure suddenly opened his eyes, stomped his foot, and arrived at the center of the fiery domain.

A cauldron floated in the sea of fire, spewing endless Divine Fire from its opening. It trembled incessantly, as if filled with boundless fighting spirit.

The mysterious figure placed his hand on the cauldron. The same cultivation techniques resonated, and a look of shock appeared on his face.

"A Supreme Dao Emperor Weapon has appeared!"

Nameless Mountain Range.

The Purple Dragon Girl held the Myriad Dragon Bell. With a gentle shake, an Emperor Dao aura stretched across heaven and earth, shattering the formidable Saint formation with a decisive blow.

The middle-aged beautiful woman emerged with a grim expression.

She had spent her days bird hunting, only to be blinded by a sparrow today.

A group of juniors, mere cultivators of the Dao Palace Realm, had managed to trap her.

If the Imperial Daughter hadn't been protected by an Emperor Weapon, their scheme might have succeeded.

In that case, she would be beyond forgiveness, even if she died ten thousand times over.

"Oh my god, a Supreme Dao Emperor Weapon! It's over, it's over!"

The Black Emperor's legs trembled. Ye Fan had already gained the upper hand, but he hadn't expected them to produce an Emperor Weapon. Wasn't that bullying?

Having followed a Late Emperor, he knew the power of an Emperor Weapon all too well.

Let alone them, even a resurrected Saint couldn't withstand the might of an Emperor Weapon.

Such a bugged weapon, in the hands of a Mortal Body, could even fight against a Divine Body. Not to mention that theirs was a family heirloom, a Supreme Dao weapon.

After the Emperor Weapon appeared, Ye Fan bore the brunt of the overwhelming pressure. If not for a Bronze Fragment in his Sea of Suffering emitting a faint glow and absorbing most of the force, he would have lost all ability to move long ago.

Even now, the power of his Ancient Desolate Sacred Body was locked within him, as still as a ten-thousand-year-old deep pool, unresponsive no matter how he tried to mobilize it.

"Ye Fan, I admit you are the most heaven-defying prodigy I've ever seen since my birth, but today ends here."

Bathed in the light of the Myriad Dragon Bell, the Purple Dragon Girl appeared like a descending goddess, peerlessly beautiful. However, her stunning face was filled with chilling murderous intent.

"Bah! Fighting amongst peers, and you resort to an Emperor Weapon when you can't win? You call yourself the Daughter of the Great Emperor? I'm ashamed for the Great Emperor!"

The Black Emperor, though terrified, refused to back down in words.

Duan De's lips were pale; he was also greatly frightened. Yet, amidst his fear, a hint of hesitation appeared in his eyes.

He actually possessed an Emperor Weapon, though only half of it.

Even so, he dared not use it. If his possession of an Emperor Weapon were exposed, and he lacked the Foundation of a Holy Land behind him, he would surely be hunted down.

But now, if he didn't use it, it would be a certain death.

This left him in a state of extreme indecision.

On one hand, not using it meant death. On the other hand, using it meant being hunted to death.

As he hesitated, a change occurred within Ye Fan.

A scroll exuding supreme aura emerged from Ye Fan's body. The moment it appeared, Emperor Dao Laws surged skyward, shattering the aura projected by the Myriad Dragon Bell.

Everyone present looked at the scroll in terror as a phantom appeared, one that trod upon myriad Daos, turned its back on the world, and stood alone against eternity.

Yaochi.

In the back mountains of Yaochi, shrouded in immortal mist, a Peach Tree brimming with Life Essence suddenly trembled. The immortal pool, filled with the essence of various Source Stones, also churned with waves.

A stream of light flew from the sky. Upon seeing the scene before them, the person was struck dumbfounded.

The Peach Tree, hundreds of feet tall, had actually pulled out its roots. These roots intertwined, resembling human legs, and it simply ran away.

When she snapped out of her daze and reacted, she hurriedly chased after it, only to find the Peach Tree trembling behind the Empress West Pagoda, looking utterly terrified.

Yaoguang.

Yaoguang was the most unique Holy Land on the Big Dipper Star.

This Holy Land had never produced an Emperor, not even a Quasi-Emperor. It only had dozens of Saint ancestors.

However, they had spent hundreds of thousands of years collectively forging a Supreme Dao Emperor Weapon—the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Cauldron.

Beside this Supreme Dao Emperor Weapon now stood over a dozen Grand Elders.

These individuals were all nearing the end of their lives, yet their auras were incredibly powerful, representing the Holy Land's Foundation.

But at this moment, the faces of these top powerhouses were filled with shock.

"The Emperor's weapon is trembling. Did something heaven-defying appear? Or did someone prove their Dao and become an Emperor?!"

Ji Family.

Like the Jiang Family, they were an ancient aristocratic family, with the renowned Void Great Emperor among their ancestors.

In the Ji Family's ancestral hall, their ancestor's personal Emperor's weapon from the past, the Void Mirror, was enshrined.

Yet, in this empty ancestral hall, the Void Mirror awakened on its own. Its smooth, boundless surface reflected a supreme being. Though a mere phantom, it was enough to suppress the nine heavens and ten earths.

Crack!

A crisp sound rang out. The Void Mirror's light dimmed, and the image it projected vanished.

"Putting on a show!"

The middle-aged beautiful woman gritted her teeth and spoke. Then, a Black Dragon appeared behind her, roaring as it charged towards Ye Fan in mid-air.

In response, the phantom in the nine heavens seemed to gain a flicker of consciousness and merely shifted its gaze. The Black Dragon and the middle-aged beautiful woman were struck as if by lightning, their bodies disintegrating into dust.

When its gaze shifted to the Purple Dragon Girl, the Myriad Dragon Bell seemed to be stimulated and fully revived.

The Myriad Dragon Bell disappeared, replaced by a middle-aged man with a stern face who surveyed the world with disdain.

"Father Emperor!"

The Purple Dragon Girl's eyes reddened as she murmured, looking at the man before her.

However, she quickly realized that this was merely the divine manifestation of the Myriad Dragon Bell, not her actual father.

The Immortal Emperor's phantom broke through the Purple Dragon Girl's thoughts. He casually extended a single finger, pressing down on the Myriad Dragon Bell with an overbearing aura.

It was as if he were crushing an ant.

"Roar!"

The Myriad Dragon Bell roared towards the sky, with myriad dragons howling behind it, their roars echoing.

True dragons, large enough to blot out the sky, appeared and charged upwards with terrifying dragon might. Each one was capable of easily killing a Saint or even a Quasi-Emperor.

But as they collided with the phantom's finger, a powerful shockwave spread outwards from the point of impact, causing ripples to appear in the void.

Bang!

The Myriad Dragon Bell was beaten back to its original form, becoming an ordinary artifact and falling to the ground.

With the Myriad Dragon Bell's defeat, the Heavenly Emperor's phantom cast a meaningful glance across the heavens and earth before dissipating.

"Holy... Holy crap, Ye kid, was that the Heavenly Emperor you were talking about?!"