Jiang Wanwan's voice grew lower and more solemn.
People only know that the Great Emperor is invincible, but they don't know that the Great Emperor also feels pain and gets tired.
"In his later years, he sensed that his days were numbered, and the restricted area was still lurking in the shadows."
To buy humanity a chance to regroup, and to intimidate the remaining Supreme, he made the most tragic decision.
He faked his death and disappeared into the starry sky, setting up a shocking trap.
You might not know this...
Jiang Wanwan explained to Zhu Zhuqing, "Logically speaking, Great Emperor's Lifetime is over ten thousand years. If they find the Immortal Divine Medicine, they can extend their imperial life to its peak and live a second life."
However, the Void Emperor had fought his entire life, and his Dao foundation had long been shattered, his origin depleted to the extreme.
The injuries of an ordinary Great Emperor could be healed by the Immortal Medicine, but his injuries were too severe. They were Dao marks left by countless clashes of extreme Dao and life-or-death battles, which even the Immortal Medicine could hardly reverse.
He wasn't without medicine, but rather his life was beyond saving!
Before his death, he used his remaining body and Dao bones to lure the two Supreme of the Undying Mountain out of the forbidden zone, where Cosmic Frontier.
That battle had no spectators and no records.
Only the endless laws of the Emperor's Way crumbled, Immortal Tear Green Gold rained down, and the Supreme roars and wails echoed.
Finally, the Void Emperor dragged the two Supreme down with him, their blood splattering across the starry sky. His imperial body was shattered into pieces and buried in the boundless depths of the universe...
He had the chance to swallow the Immortal Medicine and try to live a second life, even if there was only a sliver of hope.
But he didn't.
He knew that his injuries were too severe, and even if he were to be forcibly kept alive, he would never be able to return to his prime.
Rather than prolong my life in vain, I would rather use this crippled body to slay two more formidable enemies and bring eternal peace to the human race!
"Even in death, his remaining body became a barrier protecting humanity, blocking the ancient path leading to humankind."
He was no less capable than anyone else in his life, yet his life was filled with sorrow.
He shed his last drop of blood for humanity, and even his own remains did not return to his homeland, but instead drift eternally in the cold universe, guarding the human race he loved so dearly.
After he finished speaking, the room fell into a deathly silence.
Zhu Zhuqing was already in tears. She seemed to see that lonely figure, who fought all his life, his blood staining the starry sky, and finally fell alone in the cold universe, gazing at his homeland until his death.
That kind of sorrow, that kind of tragic grandeur, broke her heart.
She couldn't imagine how tragic and magnificent it must have been.
He fought his entire life, his imperial robes stained with blood, and even in his old age, he still dragged his crippled body, pulling his enemies along to the underworld.
After death, the emperor's corpse became sentient, forgetting its past, yet still instinctively fighting for humanity, ultimately transforming into the Dao...
"Didn't he... think about himself at all?"
Zhu Zhuqing asked in a trembling voice, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Jiang Xiaoxiao reached out and gently wiped away Zhu Zhuqing's tears, her voice low and hoarse:
"Of course I thought about it, how could I not? But he had no choice."
In that era, he was humanity's only hope. If he withdrew, humanity would perish.
" The Void Emperor is one of the greatest Great Emperor of the human race."
hiss!!!
At this moment, on the Douluo Continent, beneath the Heavenly Screen...
Jiang Wanwan's deep and sorrowful voice transcended countless ages, striking the hearts of every living being on the Douluo Continent.
" The Void Emperor... was never weaker than anyone else in his life!"
"He sacrificed his life to bring tens of thousands of years of peace to future generations."
"He... is the backbone of humanity!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire Douluo Continent fell into a deathly silence.
Shrek Academy, Sea God Pavilion.
The normally solemn and dignified meeting room was now so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
The chicken leg in Xuan Zi's hand had already fallen to the ground, its grease staining the expensive mahogany tabletop, but he was completely unaware.
The usually smiling Taotie Douluo was now filled with unprecedented shock and solemnity.
His usually half-closed, cloudy old eyes were wide open now, the darkness of the Heavenly Screen reflected in the depths of his pupils, yet it seemed as if he saw in the darkness that a majestic figure burst forth with human brilliance in despair.
"A lifetime of fighting... never a single day of peace..."
Xuan Zi's voice was dry and hoarse, "He even almost severed his own lineage... all for... to protect?"
He lived for nearly two hundred years and witnessed far too much bloodshed and turmoil caused by the pursuit of profit, power, and personal desire.
The purpose of the Shrek Academy is to protect peace in chaotic times and cultivate righteous Soul Master.
He believed he had already witnessed the great righteousness and responsibility of humanity.
But it wasn't until he heard the story of the " Void Emperor " that he understood the vast difference between "small righteousness" and "great righteousness."
Shrek protects a city and a country, while that Great Emperor protects humanity across the entire universe!
"Buried in chaos, with his remaining body and imperial blood, he dragged two Forbidden Zone Supreme down with him..."
Yan Shaozhe muttered to himself. This dean of the Martial Soul Department, who was always known for his elegance and composure, was now clenching his fists in a moment of loss of composure.
"This... this is such a resolute decision! Such a tragic grandeur!"
He couldn't imagine what kind of belief could inspire a supreme being who stood at the pinnacle of the universe, overlooking all living beings.
In the final moments of his life, he was not thinking about how to prolong his life, nor about how to pass on the tradition, but about how to use his own body to secure ten thousand more years of peace for future generations!
"Teacher..."
Yan Shaozhe looked at Xuan Zi, his eyes filled with confusion and shock, "We... we always thought that Titled Douluo was the pinnacle of the continent, and that protecting the academy and the empire was our responsibility."
But compared to that Great Emperor...
Our perspective seems too narrow.
Xian Lin'er also had a complicated expression. As the dean of the Soul Tool Department, she focused more on practicality and strength.
But at this moment, what she felt was not the difference in power, but the insignificance of her soul.
" The Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon, the Void Mirror, is covered in cracks..."
She repeated the words in a low voice, and in her mind, an ancient mirror seemed to appear. It had accompanied its owner through a lifetime of battles, and its surface was covered with marks from swords and axes. It was almost broken, yet it still radiated a divine light that suppressed all heavens.
"That was more than just a weapon; it was a testament to his life's battles, a medal for which he shed his last drop of blood."
Qian Duoduo sighed, his face full of admiration, "This Great Emperor... truly deserves the title 'great'."
The elders in the Sea God Pavilion looked at each other, and they all saw the same emotion in each other's eyes—a sense of inferiority and an indescribable respect.
These powerful figures who stand at the top of the Douluo Continent are usually high above and revered by others.
But before the Void Emperor who fought to the death for all living beings, they felt like frogs at the bottom of a well, seeing for the first time the truly vast sky, and for the first time what a true "strongman" was.
It is not the strength of power, but the greatness of the soul.