Who Says the Human Race Has No Great Emperor? The Nine Sacred Bodies Battled the Firmament!

They saw a starry sky shattered into pieces by battle.

Prince of the Holy Emperor was covered in blood!

His once-golden hair, bright as sunlight, was now completely soaked in dark red blood. A terrifying wound so deep his bones showed gaped across his chest, and even his golden heart could be glimpsed beating faintly within.

Dozens of Primordial Ancestral Kings, each radiating a terrifying aura, had him surrounded!

The pressure exuded by every single Ancestral King was countless times stronger than that of a Titled Douluo!

"He was ambushed after Heavenly Emperor's Son's subordinates laid a trap for him, and fell into a hopeless situation with death on every side."

"His origin was damaged, his bones broken and his tendons torn, and his golden sacred blood spilled across the starry sky."

Su Chen's voice rose sharply, like war drums pounding:

"But in the Holy Fighting Ape's vocabulary, the words 'retreat' and 'surrender' have never existed!"

In the scene, Prince of the Holy Emperor, already gravely wounded and on the verge of death, suddenly lifted his head, his fighting spirit soaring!

"Kill!!!"

Though they couldn't hear a sound, everyone present could feel that unyielding spirit from his defiant face!

Prince of the Holy Emperor held a rough, black staff in his hands. It was a weapon he had fashioned himself.

There were no flashy Soul Skills, nor any so-called Martial Soul Avatar.

There was only the purest physical strength!

He leapt into the air, his fur standing on end. Like a demon god, he swung the black staff in his hands and brought it crashing down on the dozens of terrifying Primordial Ancestral Kings before him!

As the staff came down, everyone saw the once-indestructible void split open, a vast crack stretching tens of thousands of miles.

The three Primordial Ancestral Kings at the front didn't even have time to scream. They exploded into clouds of blood, along with the peerless magical treasures they carried!

"What?!"

In a corner of the first-floor hall, Zhao Wuji felt the force of that blow and could no longer hold himself up.

With a thud, the dignified level-seventy-nine Soul Saint known as Immovable Bright King buckled at the knees and fell heavily to the floor.

It was too terrifying!

At the instant Prince of the Holy Emperor swung his staff down, Zhao Wuji felt as if it were coming straight for the crown of his own head.

Before that terrifying power, the Great Strength Vajra Bear defense he had always been so proud of was more laughable than a sheet of window paper!

And he wasn't the only one. Ning Rongrong on the second floor was also so frightened her little face had gone deathly pale. She clapped both hands over her mouth, not even daring to cry aloud.

Su Chen looked coldly at Zhao Wuji, who had collapsed on the floor below, then turned his gaze to Tang San.

"He fought his way through blood and battle. No matter how powerful the enemy, no matter how badly wounded he was..."

"Even when his bones were exposed, even when he had shed the last drop of golden sacred blood in his body, he still dared to swing his staff and shatter everything in his path!"

"In the end, with that single staff, he beat the arrogant Heavenly Emperor's Son to death, struck terror into the Primordial Myriad Races, and silenced the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths!"

As he spoke, Su Chen snapped his folding fan shut.

A faint clap rang out, pulling everyone back from the Primordial illusion of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

The hall was still the same hall.

But everyone's backs were already drenched in sweat, and all that could be heard in the air was the uneven sound of people gasping for breath.

Then Su Chen opened his fan again and waved it gently before speaking in an unhurried voice:

"But do you think that was the pinnacle of physical strength in the vast Shrouding the Heavens Universe?"

At his words, everyone, still immersed in Prince of the Holy Emperor's invincible bearing, lifted their heads in unison, their eyes wide as saucers.

On the second floor, Xue Qinghe couldn't help stepping forward and asking respectfully:

"Does Sir mean that there are beings whose physical strength is even more terrifying than that of the Holy Fighting Ape clan?"

Su Chen smiled faintly, then nodded.

"Though the Holy Fighting Ape clan was born close to the Dao and possessed peerless physical strength..."

"In that era, there was another exceptionally rare human constitution that could fight Prince of the Holy Emperor hand to hand without falling behind. They even became sworn brothers and fought side by side, battling their way through the endless starry sky."

As he spoke, Su Chen lightly tapped the table once more with his folding fan.

"When that constitution reached Great Accomplishment, it could challenge an Ancient Great Emperor and tear an Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon apart with its bare hands!"

"It was called the Ancient Sacred Body!"

"Ancient Sacred Body?"

In the Listening Rain Pavilion, everyone murmured the four words to themselves.

The name carried an aura of immemorial vastness and antiquity. For no reason they could explain, it made their hearts shudder.

On the dais, Su Chen took in everyone's expressions.

Then he gently waved his folding fan and walked slowly to the front of the stage, his voice spreading through the room:

"That's right, the Ancient Sacred Body."

"In that vast universe, where countless races stood like forests and the human race struggled to survive like ants, this was a supreme constitution unique to humanity!"

"Once this constitution reached minor accomplishment, a golden Bitter Sea would form within the body, and its qi and blood would surge into the sky like a True Dragon."

"Their bodies were like divine gold cast into shape, indestructible. With nothing but their bare fists, they could stand against divine weapons passed down for millions of years!"

"Upon reaching Great Accomplishment, they could challenge Ancient Great Emperors. With a wave of their hands or a step of their feet, they possessed the supreme might to tear apart star domains and trample the highest heavens!"

Hearing Su Chen's steady account, the Douluo crowd in the hall couldn't help drawing in sharp breaths.

Stand against divine weapons with nothing but physical strength?

Challenge an Emperor?

They had no idea what realm an Emperor belonged to, but just hearing the title told them it had to be a terrifying existence beyond anything they could imagine!

Yet just as everyone was marveling at the domineering power of the Ancient Sacred Body,

a scornful snort suddenly rang out from a corner of the hall.

"Hmph. You make it sound invincible."

Dugu Bo, Poison Douluo, stood with his arms crossed and spoke at a leisurely pace:

"Mr. Su, I'll admit that this so-called Sacred Body of yours has cultivated its physical strength to a ridiculous degree."

"But brute force isn't the only way to solve every problem in this world."

As he spoke, Dugu Bo lifted his chin, looking thoroughly proud of himself:

"Take my Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor poison, for example."

"This poison is colorless and odorless. If even the tiniest trace touches someone, then no matter how amazing a Titled Douluo's defenses are, they'll turn into a puddle of pus in an instant!"

"His body may be strong, but can it really defend against a poison that seeps through every crack?"

"If that Ancient Sacred Body came to Douluo Continent, I'd only need to exhale a cloud of poison. I don't care how golden his blood is—he'd still end up as nothing but bones!"

At Dugu Bo's words, quite a few Spirit Masters around him nodded quietly.

Exactly!

A spear in the open was easy to dodge; an arrow in the dark was hard to guard against.

No matter how strong you were or how tough your body was, surely you couldn't be immune to poison too? Poison Douluo's poison was something even Titled Douluos dreaded!

Faced with Dugu Bo's challenge and doubts, Su Chen didn't get angry. Instead, he looked at him as if he were an idiot.

"Poison?"

Su Chen couldn't help smiling.

The next moment, no one even saw him move.

The scene around them suddenly changed!

The hall of Listening Rain Pavilion vanished. Everyone found themselves beneath an immense, boundless starry sky.

At the far end of the heavens, a dazzling golden ocean churned wildly.

It wasn't water. It was an ocean formed entirely from golden qi and blood!

"Wh-what is this?!" Dugu Bo's pupils contracted sharply at the sight.

"This is the Ancient Sacred Body's golden Bitter Sea."

At the same time, Su Chen's calm voice echoed slowly through the starry sky:

"Dugu Bo, you think far too highly of that unimpressive snake venom of yours."

"The Ancient Sacred Body is naturally immune to all evil and all poisons!"

"The golden sacred blood flowing through their bodies is the absolute bane of every sinister poison in this world!"

In the scene, the golden ocean suddenly surged into a colossal wave ten thousand zhang high. An aura of supreme righteousness and sacred inviolability pierced through the barrier of the scene and crashed over them!

"Ah!!!"

Dugu Bo, who stood directly in its path, let out a piercing scream.

He hadn't even had time to summon his Martial Soul before he stumbled back several steps, as if his entire body had been scorched by flames.

Then he discovered, to his horror, that the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor poison he had always been so proud of trembled like a mouse before a cat the moment it sensed that golden qi and blood. It even showed signs of breaking apart!

"Forget your paltry snake venom."

"Even if you gathered every poison in the world, they still couldn't match a single drop of the Ancient Sacred Body's golden sacred blood!"

"One drop could purify you and your Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor Martial Soul into a wisp of green smoke in an instant. Not even a speck would remain!"

Hearing Su Chen's words and feeling his Martial Soul trembling inside him, Dugu Bo's face turned deathly pale. He gritted his teeth, but didn't dare utter another word.

One drop of blood could vaporize him?

What kind of monstrous constitution was this?!

Meanwhile, everyone else in the hall was silent with fear, not even daring to breathe loudly.

Seeing this, Su Chen turned his gaze away and spoke slowly:

"The Ancient Sacred Body's physical strength and immunity to all evil are only the most obvious aspects of its might."

"What truly made those four words famous throughout the ages, and filled all the races of the heavens with awe..."

"Was its utterly tragic fate, and its unyielding spirit!"

As Su Chen's voice fell, the scene before everyone changed once more.

The golden ocean receded, replaced by a ruined universe shrouded in darkness, as if the end of days had come.

Countless stars fell, and entire star systems collapsed one after another.

In the depths of that endless darkness, several enormous, indescribably terrifying shadows could just be made out, gazing coldly down at all living things.

"Throughout those long years, every hundred thousand years, sometimes even every few tens of thousands of years, the universe would be struck by the most terrifying calamity in its history."

"It was known as the Dark Turmoil!"

As he spoke, Su Chen's voice grew heavier.

"The Ancient Supremes who lurked in the Life Forbidden Zones unleashed these turmoils without mercy to prolong their lives."

"They treated every living being in this vast universe like livestock, blood and flesh to be raised for food!"

"A single mouthful could devour countless billions of living beings!"

Even the Spirit Hall Platinum Bishop, who was used to seeing slaughter, trembled in fear at this. His legs went weak.

They treated the life of the universe as food?

A single mouthful could devour countless billions?

Compared to a calamity on that scale, wars between the two empires of Douluo Continent, with tens of thousands dead, were as ridiculous as children playing house!

"And in those despairing eras, when no Great Emperor was born and no one could suppress the darkness..."

"Who stepped forward?"

At this, Su Chen's voice suddenly rose, making everyone's eardrums ache.

In the broken starry sky, a towering figure wreathed in brilliant golden light stepped through the void and walked, one step at a time, toward those indescribably terrifying shadows.

"It was the Ancient Sacred Body!"

"An entire nine generations of Great Accomplishment Sacred Bodies!"

"They were not True Immortals. They, too, had a day when their lifespans ran dry and their qi and blood weakened."

"But even in their final years, even when their bodies were covered in red hair that heralded ill omens, even when the blood they coughed up was no longer golden..."

"For the unarmed human race standing behind them, they still chose to drag their broken bodies forward, undergo Ultimate Sublimation, burn the last of their lives, and resolutely charge into the depths of the starry sky!"

In the scene, the golden figure was besieged by several Ancient Supremes.

Golden blood spilled across the starry sky. His body was battered and broken, and countless bones were smashed.

But he didn't take a single step back!

Instead, he stood firmly in front of those Supremes and let out a roar that shook the ages!

"They fought until they went mad, until their blood and bones ran dry, until the universe itself wept!"

"Nine generations of Sacred Bodies, nine mournful songs!"

"With their own lives, they filled in the darkness and carved a bloody path for the human race, winning peace for the world!"

"Who says the human race has no Great Emperor? The nine Sacred Bodies battled the firmament!"

At this, Listening Rain Pavilion fell utterly silent.

Countless people had tears in their eyes. Even Xue Qinghe on the second floor gripped the railing so tightly his knuckles turned white.

What a tragic spirit and breadth of heart it took to die fighting in the starry sky for all living beings!

The Douluo Spirit Masters present, who spent every day scheming against one another and striking from the shadows over a few Soul Bones or Soul Rings, suddenly felt ashamed to show their faces.

"The nine Sacred Bodies battled the firmament..."

On the second floor, Ning Fengzhi murmured those words, his face filled with awe.

Yet just as everyone was filled with reverence for the tragic sacrifice of those nine generations of Sacred Bodies,

Su Chen's narration rang out once more:

"But do you think you know what became of this supreme constitution, which saved the human race nine times?"

Everyone was taken aback. A foreboding feeling rose in their hearts.

"They were abandoned by the very world they had saved!"

"In the Post-Desolate Ancient Era, the laws of the world changed drastically."

"The Ancient Sacred Body, once peerless and defiant enough to wage war against the heavens, was cursed by the Great Dao and reduced to a useless body that could not cultivate at all!"

"It consumed countless resources, yet they couldn't even pass the first threshold of cultivation!"

"Once revered by all races as the Human Sacred Body, in that era it became, in the eyes of the world, nothing but a useless body."

At these words, the hall erupted into an uproar.

He had saved the world nine times, only to be cursed by heaven and reviled by the world?

What an unjust Heaven!

Just as everyone seethed with righteous indignation, their hearts heavy with outrage,

Su Chen's voice rang out again:

"Until..."

"A young man named Ye Fan crossed over from the far side of the starry sky, riding the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin."

"And he was the last Ancient Sacred Body in this world!"