Battling Ancient Great Emperors

Everyone was numb. What had they seen? They had seen Xu Changqing and the Female Demon charge together at the phantoms of Ancient Great Emperors.

The most terrifying battle erupted. Xu Changqing was nearly beaten to death as he faced the Fighting Saint Emperor. Against the Fighting Saint Emperor, his fighting spirit blazed, and he believed he would not be inferior.

Even though the Fighting Saint Emperor possessed peerless talent and ultimate combat strength, he still believed he would not lose.

They unleashed all manner of profound techniques and divine abilities, shattering heaven and earth. Though they were formed from lightning, it was closer to a battle between True Persons, terrifying beyond measure.

"Screech!"

A Five-Colored Sky Blade broke free from another figure's hand and slashed straight at Xu Changqing. With a puff, the Heavenly Saber tore open his back, exposing crimson sinew and the lines of his muscles as blood dripped down.

Xu Changqing remained expressionless, his white hair streaming. Holding a white Bone Saber streaked with dark red, he charged at the Phantom of the Undying Heavenly Emperor. They both wielded sabers.

But within the same realm, Xu Changqing dared say that when it came to saber use, not even the Undying Heavenly Emperor could match him. Since his Mortal Period, he had honed a heaven-shaking Saber Intent.

"Boom!"

A tremendous crash rang out. Hundreds of millions of strands of lightning flooded the sky and blanketed the earth. A disheveled man stepped forward, striking in a grand and unrestrained manner, bearing the invincible poise of one unmatched beneath heaven. As he attacked, a Dragon Stele hovered above his head.

Xu Changqing recognized this Great Emperor. He was the first human Great Emperor of the Ancient Era, Emperor Fuxi.

Xu Changqing let out a great roar. In his eyes, Great Emperors were nothing to revere, much less Great Emperors of the same realm. His flowing white hair danced backward as he battled amid lightning, fighting the youthful Dao Bodies of these supreme beings.

The Bone Saber tore through the blazing Sea of Lightning, erupting with earth-shaking killing intent. Xu Changqing was also in a state of enlightenment. When he had severed his emotions, he had already analyzed Heaven's Will Saber Art.

His Source of Emotions had already entered his internal organs, using them to nurture an Emotion Deity and turn it into an independent existence.

This was his own path, as well as the embryonic form of a technique he had created himself.

At the same time, people saw turbid gas continuously being expelled from Xu Changqing's pores. Everyone found that gas familiar—it was the murkiness of the Sea of Bitterness.

Xu Changqing severed away the turbid Sea of Bitterness and expelled its foul qi. This was equivalent to expelling Death Qi, leaving his entire being hovering in an imbalanced state between life and death.

At this moment, Xu Changqing's Sea of Bitterness surged with towering waves. Several volcanic vents beneath the Spring of Life spewed life essence, continuously rejecting gray gas and leaving behind only the purest liquid to flow into the Sea of Bitterness.

The Dao patterns within the Sea of Bitterness continuously transformed into Divine Furnaces, evaporating the turbid qi.

Before long, the Sea of Bitterness became bright as a mirror, no longer bearing that deathly stillness. It resembled a mirror without any color, transparent like a clean, tranquil mirror.

Above that pristine Sea of Bitterness was a scene of a Mountain of Corpses and Sea of Blood. A white-haired man stood atop the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, half-kneeling upon the piled bodies with a Bone Saber in hand. In the sky loomed a phantom with Three Heads Six Arms.

The land was ruined, blood everywhere. Magma erupted from cracks in the ground like towering pillars holding up the heavens. Countless corpses and broken walls lay all around, while heads bobbed and sank in the sea of blood.

This was Xu Changqing's self-created Vision. It combined the people he had killed and the events he had experienced with the inherited Visions of several peerless great demons he had obtained, creating something entirely his own.

His comprehension was supreme, not the slightest bit inferior to the Ruthless Great Emperor's.

At this moment, Xu Changqing comprehended the Dao amid life and death, sublimating his physique. The Ruthless Great Emperor had been able to create the Chaos Body.

Why could he not? He wanted to create a physique that belonged to himself.

Supreme Heartless Body!

The Sea of Bitterness was clear as a mirror, its Vision a Mountain of Corpses and Sea of Blood; the Dao Palace nurtured an Emotion Deity, while the Immortal Platform contained an Immortal Palace.

Outside, Xu Changqing was struck by Fuxi's iron fist, his thigh smashed apart by the Fighting Saint Emperor's Immortal Cudgel, and the Demon Emperor's Demon Emperor's Ruler blasted away the top of his skull, exposing his pulsing brain.

Such a tragic state made countless people tremble in fear. This was no longer a simple trial—it was a certain kill, leaving not the slightest path to survival!

Xu Changqing was covered in blood, his bones shattered into fragments. Scarlet blood splashed everywhere, staining the heavens. In the void beyond the stars, his flesh and organs burst apart and were swallowed by the Sea of Stars summoned by Emperor Fuxi.

The black meteors were incomparably huge, like countless densely packed pebbles gathered together and transformed into a towering, majestic mountain, suppressing that heap of shattered flesh and organs.

Xu Changqing did not possess the Nine Secrets, but he had the inheritance of the Demonic Great Sage. Sacrificing a thousand years of lifespan, he restored his body once more, gripped his Bone Saber, and slashed toward the black curtain overhead.

Clang!

The mountain of stars was cleaved in two by his heaven-shaking Saber Intent. He swept the saber's tip and activated his self-created secret technique, even burning all his remaining life to unleash the strongest strike of his lifetime.

Heaven's Will Saber Art!

Heaven's Will Saber Art was the secret technique he had created to resist the Secret of Swiftness.

Back then, Heaven's Will Saber Art had not been complete. Now, after Heavenly Dao Severing Emotions, he had thoroughly grasped its profound truth.

Heaven's Will Saber Art could sever all things!

It severed emotions, severed Dao, severed obsessions, severed everything in the world. How much power it could unleash depended on its wielder.

And it could not be evaded.

"Boom!"

White light filled everyone's vision. The universe became a vast expanse of white, endless rivers of stars were cut apart, and a fissure was carved into the cosmos. That ultimate attack made his strength instantly surpass this level, directly entering the state of Divine Prohibition.

But as he entered Divine Prohibition, the Nine Great Emperors opposite him also entered Divine Prohibition.

"Puff!"

Even so, Emperor Fuxi was struck in an instant by that stunning saber light and split into two halves. Yet it was not over. A Mountain of Corpses and Sea of Blood Vision erupted from the Bone Saber.

Densely packed wronged souls wandered through the Starry Sky, utterly unafraid of lightning. They swept down like an overwhelming tide upon the bisected Emperor Fuxi, then began to gnaw at him, dragging Emperor Fuxi's imprint into the Mountain of Corpses and Sea of Blood Vision.

Within that Vision, the white-haired man who had been half-kneeling and supporting himself with a Bone Saber slowly rose. He shook the Bone Saber in his hand, rushed out of the Vision, and slashed straight at the Fighting Saint Emperor.

"What kind of Vision is this? Why have we never seen it before?" Everyone was bewildered, but the figure who had emerged from the Vision was exactly the same as Xu Changqing.

Mu Miaomiao clasped her hands tightly beneath her chin in the Starry Sky, silently praying. Her master had also appeared, still impossible to identify as male or female, shrouded in haziness.

Even the voice did not distinguish between male and female. If one thought it was male, it was male; if one thought it was female, it was female. It was exceedingly strange.

"His physique is transforming. It seems to have become more ethereal. Great Dao Runes are beginning to appear in his blood. How strange." Mu Miaomiao's master murmured in a grave yet puzzled tone.

They had never seen such a situation before, and they also discovered that the Woman in White was the same—Chaos Qi was beginning to emerge within her body.

"Screech!"

Another world-shocking blade radiance erupted. People saw Emperor Fuxi disappear, while a Vision appeared behind Xu Changqing: a man holding a Dragon Stele had fallen before him.

"Gasp, this... Emperor Fuxi lost?!" Everyone sucked in a cold breath, stunned senseless by shock.

How could an Ancient Great Emperor lose? Which Ancient Great Emperor had not swept all before them on their path upward, ultimately becoming an Ancient Great Emperor revered by all? That was the pinnacle of cultivation.

Although these Great Emperors had never met one another, every one of them had stood at the summit of their era, above the myriad realms, overlooking all living beings.

Yet now, a man with a Mortal Body had burned his own life and defeated Emperor Fuxi's youthful Dao Body.

Soon, everyone was stunned again. The Female Demon raised the Great Dao Treasure Bottle above her head and blasted Emperor Yuhua apart with a palm strike. In the end, Emperor Yuhua's imprint was drawn into the Great Dao Treasure Bottle and refined.

Upon that Great Dao Treasure Bottle, someone saw Emperor Yuhua's figure flash across its surface.

Two Great Emperors had been slain in succession. Though they were only imprints, everyone had seen it clearly. The divine abilities used by those phantoms were terrifying—they were practically the Great Emperor divine abilities and secret techniques each had created themselves.

If a Divine Body had entered, they might not even have lasted a few hundred exchanges before being defeated and killed.

Within the deep, icy universe, a Little Bamboo Raft drifted as though it were bobbing upon a river of stars. A middle-aged man and a young man stood aboard it.

"Young Master, someone is undergoing tribulation over there. Shall we go take a look?" the middle-aged man respectfully asked the youth.

"Let's go. I'd like to see whose great tribulation is so powerful." The youth yawned, rose while half-asleep, and stared at the vast Lightning Tribulation in another star domain.

A Little Bamboo Raft actually traveled through hundreds of millions of star rivers at incredible speed, seemingly surpassing time itself. In but an instant, it arrived in the Big Dipper Star Domain.

In the Starry Sky, Lin Siyu's face turned pale when she saw Xu Changqing in the midst of tribulation.

Back then, in order to cultivate, she had entered the Misty Holy Land while pregnant. There, she learned that she was a special physique, and even the child in her womb was a special physique.

Furthermore, the elders of the Holy Land had told her that that mortal could only live for a hundred years, while she could live for thousands. In that case, it was better not to see him.

Let that mortal live peacefully in the small city, marry another wife, and pass the rest of his life in peace.

After all, each time she entered seclusion, it lasted decades, so she had listened to the elders.

She had always kept watch over Xu Changqing. She knew of his entire journey from becoming a cultivator onward, but her cultivation had been weak, and she had no right to interfere.

Now her cultivation was powerful, but their feelings had long since shattered. They had gone their separate ways.

When she heard news of Xu Changqing again, it was that he had defeated two Divine Bodies alone and killed one Divine Body. Another Divine Body was their child, Xu An.

Why had he spared Xu An? Lin Siyu did not know. Perhaps Xu Changqing wanted her to know how powerful he had become, to make her regret it.