"Senior Cremation."
"Cremation Dao Ancestor is invincible!!!"
The dark army had been crushed. The Heavenly Court's generals shouted Chu Feng's nickname, waving banners, beating drums, and celebrating this hard-won victory.
"Cremation Dao Ancestor? What kind of ridiculous nickname is that?"
Listening to the cries, Chu Feng could not help twitching at the corner of his mouth. Everyone else's Dao titles sounded lofty and impressive—either something with "Supreme" or "Heavenly." How had he ended up with such a prestigious-sounding name?
"Please, Senior Cremation, help the Heavenly Emperors sweep away the Soul River."
Emperor's Son Gu Qing stepped forward to plead, drawing agreement from the crowd. They all bore blood feuds from their battles against the darkness and wished they could slaughter every strange creature in a single day.
Chu Feng nodded, standing with his hands behind his back like an unparalleled master. Threads of golden light descended, forming patterns and constructing a Field that evolved into a supreme Dao Fruit, transcendent and otherworldly.
He looked as steady as a rock, but inwardly, doubts stirred. If the Heavenly Court won the battle at the Soul River, why would the later generations become ruins?
The Nine Heavens and Ten Earths had been shattered and reduced to the Lesser Netherworld. Even Earth, the homeland of the Heavenly Emperors, could no longer hold its position as the eleventh among the heavens.
Crash!
An ultimate Great Dao swept in, suppressing the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, ruling over the Great Chiliocosm, sweeping across the Three Thousand Realms, and shattering the Six Paths of Reincarnation. True imperial might surged forth, truly standing above all heavens.
A genuine Immortal Emperor had descended—an Emperor without any prefix.
The Heavenly Emperors' assault on the Soul River had finally alarmed the Plateau of the Land of Calamity.
The elite monsters had