Many of them yearn to become immortals, thus forgetting their past, all for the sake of proving themselves as emperors in this Lifetime, stepping onto the Road to Immortality with their peak blood and energy.
However, now there is someone who has completely overshadowed their brilliance, and no matter how hard they try to catch up, it is useless. Quasi-Emperor of a hundred years, once he entered the Quasi-Emperor realm, he reached the imperial path and dared to wield a celestial weapon to strike at the Forbidden Zone Supreme.
The last person to do this was the Undying Heavenly Emperor, who, while at the Ninth Heaven of the Quasi-Emperor Realm, used the Immortal Bell to strike the Emperor Zun, and his name has been known for eternity.
In the distance, the Great Saint made a move, drawing a wisp of sword energy into his body to feel its immense power.
"Sizzle!"
In an instant, the newly promoted Great Saint showed a look of terror on his face. His body disintegrated inch by inch, turning into a rain of blood. Only his primordial spirit managed to escape with great difficulty, and this was even after he had left the Sea of Swords.
With this precedent set, many people keep their distance from the sword energy wisps at the edge of the sea. Only a few peak Great Saint dare to seek out the sword energy wisps and experience that fierce killing intent.
The prodigies of the Golden Age made their moves simultaneously. Among them, the ancient figures such as Taichu, the Di Huang, and Zhang Bairen were the most composed. Their strength was one step ahead of the world, and these wisps of sword energy could not harm them.
There's a familiar feeling...
Before the sea of swords, the Di Huang muttered to himself, his brows furrowed. He thought of someone he had met in the past.
Suddenly, a strange change occurred; a vast pressure appeared, carrying golden blood energy.
His Di Huang battle armor was stained with blood. The aura of supreme dominance over heaven and earth, and looking down upon all realms throughout the ages, swept past him and was immediately suppressed by the sea of swords. His face was extremely pale, his legs were trembling violently and bent downwards, having endured too much pressure.
Before him, strands of sword-path patterns intertwined and shifted, condensing into a majestic and invincible dharma image, coldly looking down at him.
The next moment, the Dharma image transformed into a blurry Chaos shadow, wielding a battle sword and unleashing profound Dao patterns as it attacked the Di Huang's neck. The tragic aura nearly shattered this space.
Everyone's expression changed; they hadn't expected something like this to happen.
"Ah!"
The Di Huang roared, his Heavenly God surging, and he gritted his teeth as he unleashed a punch—a supreme chapter passed down by the Lord of the Heavenly Court.
In an instant, the world collapsed, blood rained down all around, and the cries of ghosts and gods were incessant, sending chills down one's spine. In a daze, one's primordial spirit heard the sound of a sacrifice, and was about to be buried along with it.
A moment later, the Chaos dissipated, blood trickled from the Di Huang's lips, his aura weakened considerably, and his once hostile intent was wounded and riddled with scars, almost on the verge of destruction.
"Even with an invincible Daoist will be strong, once defeated, he will fall into the abyss. It seems this person is finished." Among the crowd, an Great Saint shook his head, feeling very sorry.
In other eras, if Di Huang possessed the potential to attain enlightenment, he might have been able to achieve great things.
Unfortunately, there was one person in this Lifetime who was unparalleled.
If one's own understanding Chaos, how can one claim to be invincible?
There is no ship in this Lifetime capable of carrying a second Invincible One.
Not far away, Wang Teng lowered his gaze, sighed inwardly, and his thoughts drifted back to the distant past.
Invincible in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths?
It was just the delusional thinking of a frog in a well. He himself had had such thoughts in the past, but he rebuilt himself through self-destruction.
At the edge of the sea of swords, the Di Huang was covered in blood, but his expression showed no sign of dejection.
He shattered his invincible Daoist aspirations, rose anew from the ruins, and prepared to seek another path, determined not to sink into despair.
After he formed this belief, a mysterious light emanated from the sea of sword energy, and an ancient scroll quietly appeared, flowing with Chaos light. Within it, wisps of Phoenix Blood Red Gold patterns intertwined, creating a scene of breathtaking beauty.
Everyone was stunned, not expecting this turn of events; that person had left behind an opportunity here.
Looking at the dazzling ancient scroll, the Di Huang chuckled self-deprecatingly.
What's this?
Alms?
Or is it recruitment?
Although he was not as good as that one, he would not tolerate such humiliation.
The Di Huang's eyes opened and closed, his body swirling with blood mist as he rapidly recovered to his peak condition, preparing to depart.
Suddenly his eyes flickered; the three paths Nine Secrets he had mastered were calling out, yearning for completeness.
The scroll also exuded an aura of Xian Dao, stirring the thoughts of many and causing the Di Huang to tremble, ultimately preventing him from taking that first step.
He grasped the illusory ancient scroll and chose another path.
That one is so powerful, he must have extraordinary abilities.
If he doesn't understand this, what good will it do him to leave? He's destined to be inferior to others.
Instead of doing that, we should regard them as pioneers, learn from them, and strengthen ourselves.
All of this is merely a stopgap measure.
Thinking of this, the Di Huang's expression relaxed considerably, as if the clouds had parted and the sun was shining, and he suddenly understood. The hands that had been bound by his pride began to loosen, preparing to accept the scroll into his body.
Beyond the void, a Quasi-Emperor appeared.
This is a clan leader of the Kunlun Remnant Clan, with black hair and a black robe, possessing an incomparably powerful aura, almost unparalleled in this place.
When he saw the scroll engraved with Phoenix Blood Red Gold, a look of greed appeared in his eyes, and he immediately wanted to snatch it.
"This item should be handed over to me, the Emperor."
A voice like a dark owl rang out, followed by the appearance of a colossal hand that Shrouding the Heavens. It was overwhelming, with dark light swirling between its fingers and palm, terrifying and beyond the reach of even a cultivator in the Saintly Realm. Its power was so immense that it made one's heart tremble.
In the distance, the White-Haired Sword God, who was in the midst of enlightenment, opened and closed his eyes, and his aura suddenly turned murderous.
The God Organization and the Ancient Heavenly Court share a lineage, with the Di Huang Emperor Zun.
Dare to attack him...
However, before the white-haired Quasi-Emperor could make a move, this sea of rules erupted, and the sword energy surged like Chaos tide. The Shangqing Killing Sword in the cross revived, and the phantom of an ancient Heavenly Venerable appeared. Even the blurry Four Immortal-Slaying Swords appeared, flowing with countless strands of extreme Dao aura.
With a single step, the mark of the rules was revealed, carrying the overwhelming pressure of Quasi-Emperor that shook the Human World. In fact, a dark red Killing Sword actually appeared in his hand, its crimson color almost dripping with blood, as if it had drunk Immortal Blood, sending chills down one's spine.
" Lingbao Heavenly Venerable's sword."
Someone exclaimed in surprise, "I never expected that a Heavenly Venerable Weapon would be left behind here!"
The Kunlun Clan leader's expression changed drastically. He immediately wanted to retreat, but it was too late.
"Sizzle!"
The Killing Sword revived, and the scroll depicting the corpses of ten thousand spirits on the sword seeped blood. A terrifying killing aura tore through the universe, radiating Immortal of the Foreign Realm light and unleashing a sword beam that terrified all living beings. Its killing intent was endless and shook the ages!
A tragic aura swept across the land, and this ancient land exuded an aura of cataclysmic destruction, threatening to annihilate the universe.
"No, Chaos Body, I meant no harm..."
At this moment, the ancient being of the Kunlun Remnant Clan was terrified. With his cultivation at the Sixth Heaven of the Quasi-Emperor Realm, he was actually retreating. The incomplete Supreme Artifact within his body was almost exploding, unable to withstand that sword strike, because it contained the laws of Xian Dao.
The piercing screams abruptly ceased, followed by a stream of crimson blood. An ancient Quasi-Emperor spirit had been annihilated and died on this very spot.
"Puff!"
The light rained down like a waterfall, and the old man in black robes revealed his true form, showing his huge Black Dragon body. His scales were gleaming, his four dragon horns on his head were extremely sharp and gleamed coldly, six dragon claws emerged from his belly, and he had wings on his back. He looked incredibly Shenwu.
This is an ancient, exotic species, Six-Clawed Ink Yinglong, containing multiple Supreme bloodlines within its body. It is one of the giants of Flying Immortal Star and has killed more than one ancient Ancient Saint from the pre-Qin period. It has perished today.
Everyone trembled, deeply shaken by the scene, a chill ran down their spines, and they felt an immense sense of awe.
"A Quasi-Emperor, just like that, he died." Someone said in a trembling voice.
The other geniuses present fell silent for a moment. They all had certain backgrounds and could escape from the hands of Quasi-Emperor by paying a certain price.
However, this only applies to newly promoted Quasi-Emperor, and the Flying Immortal Star Clan Chief is not included.
Even a powerful Quasi-Emperor, who was on the verge of annihilation, couldn't withstand a single sword strike from Chaos Body.
Even without revealing his true form, he killed a Quasi-Emperor with a single sword strike from countless distances away.
The Di Huang was silent, Taichu sighed deeply.
Zhang Bairen also showed a look of melancholy.
He was practically the only one who knew what had happened.
"Could the Dao Seed Method from before the Chaotic Ancient Era, and the Chaos Body, have been sealed away by the Immortal Ancient?" Zhang Bairen wondered to himself, his curiosity about Kunlun growing ever stronger.
The world is vast and boundless; of all his contemporaries, he is the only one left.
Unexpectedly, that renowned Chaos Body was also an ancient being, perhaps even more ancient than him...
"Buzz!"
After the Black Dragon Quasi-Emperor perished, a beam of celestial light flew out from the enormous dragon head.
It was a broken ancient bell, its entire body a vibrant, glistening red, as translucent as red agate. The bell was engraved with plain white bird patterns, but there were two cracks in the center of the bell, exuding a profound aura of Supreme power.
" The Bifang Bell, one of the Ancestral Artifact of the Kunlun Remnant Clan!"
An Great Saint looked surprised, never expecting that the Black Dragon would perish while carrying a damaged Ancestral Artifact.
Upon hearing this, everyone present changed color. Just how powerful was the Chaos Body? It had killed an invincible Quasi-Emperor wielding Supreme Artifact from afar, which was truly awe-inspiring.
In an instant, crimson light surged, the Void exploded, and the broken bell pierced the darkness, wanting to return to the ancestral land of the Flying Immortal Star.
Suddenly, a terrifying Quasi-Emperor aura reappeared here. The ten-thousand-foot-tall dragon corpse opened its eyes, its body surrounded by dark red tribulation light—the puppet threads.
It extended a jet-black dragon claw, and in Light and Darkness blink of an eye, the fire bell trembled violently, then flew back and hovered atop the Black Dragon's head, radiating an even more dazzling light.
This Supreme Artifact has no deity; it only recognizes divine power. The person who summoned this bell from the Flying Immortal Star was clearly not at the Quasi-Emperor and could not possibly compete with the Dark Yinglong...
Chapter 630 The Battle for the Ginseng Fruit Tree, the Void Kun Shatters
After recalling the Supreme Artifact, the Six-Clawed Yinglong transformed into Xuan Ying Mist, which, along with the Bifang Bell, tore through the starry sky and departed.
A short while later, a delicate red and gold bell appeared in the hall where An Miaoyi was.
All of this went unnoticed by anyone...
On Flying Immortal Star, amidst a Daoist temple, a vigorous immortal tree takes root in the pure soil. Several snow-white fruits, shaped like human figures, hang from its branches, warm and translucent, emitting a refreshing fragrance.
This is the Ginseng Fruit Tree, one of the Immortal Medicine, which originated in the Kunlun Forbidden Zone and later followed Rong Chengshi away.
Inside the Daoist temple, there was a group of Qi cultivators who lived by drinking dew and celestial veil. These cultivators were extremely powerful and famous in ancient China. Several of the pre-Qin philosophers were among them. The most powerful among them was Ge Hong Baopuzi, who was at the Seventh Heaven of the Quasi-Emperor Realm. He was one of the giants of the Flying Immortal Star and also lived in seclusion in this Chaos Immortal Land.
"Call out!"
Suddenly, a streak of crimson light rushed towards them, transforming into a ferocious crimson Red Dragon with bared fangs and claws, its body wreathed in Southern Li Divine Fire, terrifying beyond compare, as it attacked an old man deep within the Daoist temple.
The fluctuations were too intense and terrifying. All the array patterns inside the ancient Daoist temple emitted light, and more than one quasi -Quasi-Emperor array pattern was reviving, but all of them were useless and were shattered by the Red Dragon. Large stars from the outer realm fell like rain, as if the world was about to end.