Footsteps approached, blood trickling from the corner of the boy's mouth, several gruesome wounds appearing on his body, his breath swaying slightly, yet his eyes remained utterly cold. He said indifferently, "When the Heavenly Court collapsed, the Emperor Zun felt the same way; this is merely another Lunhui."
The Prison-Suppressing Emperor was cold and aloof. When he clashed the stone staff with the Nether Iron Battle Spear, the resulting light shook the universe. In the very center of the battlefield, Wuliang were created and destroyed, with scenes of universes being destroyed and created again—a terrifying and astonishing sight.
He was clad in black armor, tall and imposing, standing there like a black mountain, his presence oppressive and suffocating. He coldly and ruthlessly said, "If I were to regain my imperial position, what would you be? Even the Emperor Zun himself was slain, reduced to ashes. You dare to defy the heavens?"
Upon mentioning the collapse of the Ancient Heavenly Court, Chuan Ying's eyes blazed with intensity. He let out a long roar, and the celestial music became Eternal, echoing beneath the starry sky, causing the black Hell to tremble violently.
" The Netherworld Venerable's celestial artifact has changed hands; the old ghost who Zhenyu, today the Underworld is destined for destruction."
A chilling voice echoed throughout the heavens, Chuan Ying's hair stood on end, stone clubs shattered the sky, and arrows rained down like a waterfall, utterly destroying the place. The two imperial experts fought fiercely, the battle incredibly brutal.
This was a life-or-death battle, extremely bloody. The two fought to the point of madness, rushing into outer space, destroying countless stars in the process.
They fought their way through the heavens, venturing deep into the universe. The First Divine General of the Ancient Heavenly Court was incredibly brave and powerful. Although he was covered in blood and nearly shattered, he still managed to inflict serious injuries on the Prison-Suppressing Emperor.
"You will surely die if you force me to fight to the next level!" Prison-Suppressing Emperor roared, his attacks becoming increasingly fierce, causing Chuan Ying to bleed profusely. However, blood splattered all over Chuanying's body from time to time, making it look very gruesome.
"Traitors dare to act so violently!"
The boy showed no fear, swinging his stone club and attacking relentlessly, focusing solely on offense and neglecting defense, aiming to deplete the opponent's life essence to the greatest extent possible.
In a fair fight, he would indeed be no match for his opponent. The opponent was clad in the Extreme Dao Immortal Robe and wielded a Dragon-Patterned Black Gold, making him virtually impenetrable in defense. However, this ancient venerable had lived for far too long, and his Immortal Platform was nearly cracked. He would surely perish after a great battle.
"Back then, the Emperor Zun wanted to sacrifice his blood to the world, but in the end, he lost all his essence and blood. Seeing his old friends and Daoist companions betray him, his fate was self-inflicted!" Prison-Suppressing Emperor shouted, and with a wave of his hand, a galaxy shattered, and countless stars turned into dust, dimming the endless starry sky in the universe.
His methods are terrifying; he could easily destroy the world. Even beings tens of thousands of light-years away tremble before him, almost prostrating themselves in fear.
Hearing this story, Chuan Ying's gaze grew even colder.
The collapse of the Heavenly Court and the Prison-Suppressing Emperor, who used the Heaven-reaching Nether Treasure to attack, were the most sinful. At that time, he used the name of the Netherworld Venerable to gather many Supreme, and his crime was immeasurable.
The power of the First Mythical Venerable was second only to that of the Emperor Zun. After the " Netherworld Venerable" made his move with the immortal artifact, all the other ambitious figures emerged. More than ten royal experts, along with the Heaven-reaching Nether Treasure, the Immortal Bell, and the Lingbao Killing Formation, joined forces to besiege and kill the Emperor Zun.
The second culprit deserving of death was the Longevity Heavenly Venerable. He used a Similar Flowers to shake the Emperor Zun's resolve, orchestrating a far-reaching scheme that caused the greatest turmoil within the Heavenly Court, ultimately leading to a massive bloodbath that destroyed the Heavenly Court and claimed countless lives...
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Actually, fan fiction feels a bit strange.
The lines in Chuan Ying's original work are basically all boasting.
Even if the Prison-Suppressing Emperor were to slightly Ultimate Sublimation power, he could still be forcefully killed.
Or like the Roc Emperor and the Spirit Emperor, whose blood and energy are still intact, Chuan Ying and Ning Fei met the same fate.
It can be said that the Prison-Suppressing Emperor is the lowest-ranking self-severing Supreme in the original work.
Longevity, Carefree, Qitian, and Light and Darkness all have their highlights, but the Prison-Suppressing Emperor cannot even achieve sublimation, and his blood and energy are almost dried up.
It's not easy to write fanfiction about Chuan Ying. He's undoubtedly a master of the Great Accomplished Tyrant Body, but Cang Lan is only a floor-level Emperor-level expert.
Looking down on the Supreme? That feels very strange.
And that flower, which I explained before, was mentioned in the original work, and it caused the Emperor Zun's temperament to change drastically.
Version 5.0 updated. I will revise the previous chapter when I have time. I apologize for the inconvenience.
Strive to complete the book perfectly
Chapter 649 Devouring the Supreme, Divine Kun
"Boom!"
Chaos realm, fragments of order flew everywhere, and the young man roared through the starry sky, displaying unparalleled brilliance, as he engaged in the most glorious battle of his life.
"Sizzle!"
The silver arrows were invincible, piercing everything in their path, like silver dragons traversing the sky, their pressure threatening to shatter the Primordial Desolation universe.
The Ancient Supreme, clad in Nether Iron Armor, launched increasingly fierce attacks, but his condition was poor. The era spanned from the Mythological Era to the present, an eternity of time.
This is exactly the situation described as "the last gasp of a spent force." This ancient mythical being is in the most dangerous predicament, truly facing the crisis of annihilation. His Immortal Platform is about to shatter, and his life force is almost gone—this is a fatal situation.
Chaos exploded, Chuan Ying fought with increasing ferocity. His stone staff shattered the sky, and his bow was awe-inspiring. Every move he made unleashed a terrifying pressure that shook the six directions and eight wastelands, displaying an aura of absolute dominance.
The Prison-Suppressing Emperor wielded the Death Heavenly Halberd, and the Extreme Dao Immortal Robe on his body burst forth with the most dazzling immortal light, shining brightly alongside the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold. However, in a battle of this level, the enhancement brought by the Supreme Magic Weapon was of little use. The blood energy in his body continued to drain away, and the Immortal Platform, which was already full of cracks, became even dimmer, making his heart grow colder and colder.
He was an ancient Heavenly Venerable, living for countless ages, invincible under heaven, daring to wield a celestial weapon to strike against Emperor Zun, and the Big Black behind the collapse of the Ancient Heavenly Court. But now, he too was tasting the breath of death.
The last time I felt such a tremor was during the battle at the end of the mythical era, when I bled and nearly perished under the suppression of the Source Cauldron of All Things...
"What a pity, if only one's blood and energy were still intact..."
A sigh fell, and the Prison-Suppressing Emperor's eyes shone brightly, his brow gleaming. An unparalleled, earth-shattering pressure shocked the entire universe.
He wanted to reclaim the throne, regain the peak combat power he possessed when he attained enlightenment, and annihilate all enemies.
Because if things continue like this, he might perish together with Chuan Ying, or even die first. In the most critical moment, all methods will be useless, and his Life essence will be exhausted.
After fighting for so long, he had been utterly drained of his Life force by Chuan Ying, his vital energy had diminished too much, and his primordial spirit was on the verge of collapse. He could clearly feel that he was about to lose control of his impulse to transform into Immortal Platform being...
However, the result was cruel; he failed. He couldn't Ultimate Sublimation because his physical condition was too poor and there was too much death energy on the Immortal Platform. He couldn't even risk his life to make a last-ditch effort!
He had anticipated this outcome, but its actual occurrence still caused his pupils to contract sharply. It was an extremely critical signal; he, the Prison-Suppressing Emperor, had lived for countless ages, and today he might finally perish!
"Hahaha..."
The young man laughed loudly, his hair flying wildly, and he fought with increasing frenzy. The Imperial Dao Laws spread, terrifying beyond compare. This Alternative Dao Attainment fought against a former Heavenly Venerable- level figure, causing even the starry river to lose its color and become dim.
This battle was incredibly brutal, with divine blood containing the essence of the ultimate Dao splattering everywhere. Every drop was enough to crush the heavens and overturn the entire universe, an unparalleled terror.
Finally, the Great Dao was obliterated, the Chaos realm was shattered, and everything was about to come to an end.
The Prison-Suppressing Emperor's eyes flashed like cold lightning, his body covered in blood, as he gripped the Nether Dao War Spear, ready to tear the boy's head apart.
On the other side, Chuan Ying's eyes were dim, his body was covered with bloody holes, and half of his body had been cleaved in two. However, he still managed to take away his enemy. That Human Immortal was injured, and even if he devoured billions of living beings, he would not survive.
Looking back, all the ups and downs of his life were related to the Emperor Zun.
That person appreciated him, treated him like a son or nephew, and together they created a glorious and unrestrained era in the Heavenly Court, which has now come to an end.
"Buzz!"
The Heavenly Halberd of Death descended, its blade gleaming with a chilling white light, capable of piercing anything, poised to deliver a decapitation.
Suddenly, a wisp of celestial music swept across ten thousand light-years, and a torrent of Divine Radiance appeared like a waterfall. Su Yu, carrying the Heaven-reaching Nether Treasure, appeared and met the attack head-on.
"Boom!"
This attack caused the heavens and earth to shatter. The clash between the Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon and the Xian Dao artifact directly shattered this space. One after another, pitch-black dark matter black holes emerged, with a constant howling wind, as if they could devour everything. Everything around would turn into cosmic dust. This was the ultimate destructive power.
In an instant, the Heaven-reaching Nether Treasure flew backward, causing Su Yu's blood energy to become unstable and his face to turn slightly pale.
He is not a master of the Emperor level after all. He may be able to provoke Ancient Supreme with the help of immortal artifacts, but the outcome of a real battle is unpredictable, and the possibility of him dying in battle is extremely high.
"Why didn't you come sooner? I almost thought I was going to die." Chuan Ying laughed bitterly. Although he was covered in blood and his bones were exposed, his confident and arrogant spirit was still there.
He was certain that future generations would participate in this war, but they only arrived when he was almost exhausted, which made him want to curse.
"You said you were going to slaughter one or two Supreme, but who knew you were so weak, unable to even get past a dying old emperor." Su Yu said calmly, carrying the boy's mangled body.
Chuan Ying's tone faltered, her bloodshot eyes fixed on the handsome man, and she couldn't help but grit her teeth.
It's perfectly normal for him to make some bold statements after attacking the Supreme, isn't it? It's a case of the weak defeating the strong; without the determination to win, such a battle would almost certainly end in defeat.
"You're not even as good as me. If you were facing this dying old emperor, you'd probably be dead by now," Chuan Ying said indignantly.
Throughout history, how many people have been able to take away an Ancient Supreme? He did it, and he has every reason to be proud.
Su Yu pursed his lips, ignoring Chuan Ying who was almost as stiff as a stick, and instead looked at the Void Zone with a serious expression.
The Supreme Being of the Underworld stood amidst the Chaos, his body stained with blood, especially between his brows where black blood was flowing. Yet, his overwhelming pressure remained, enough to shock those about to Almost-Enlightened One. Even the stripped blood of an emperor possessed similar characteristics.
"Squeak..."
The Death War Halberd trailed on the ground. This mythical Heavenly Venerable's eyes were like blades. He was covered in a black Nether Iron Battle Armor, which flowed with dark light. Although it was broken in some places, it was still sharp and made people tremble. A Black Gold Shield was placed in the Chaos, shimmering with brilliant Divine Radiance.
However, Su Yu could still tell that although this ancient venerable was trying his best to appear calm, he could sense the unstable fluctuations emanating from him. The other party was severely injured, his soul fire was dim and lifeless, and he was on the verge of death, perhaps not even having the strength to deliver a single blow.
Bathed in divine light, Su Yu said with bright eyes, "Even Nether Realm Underworld, which has been passed down for millions of years, will one day come to an end."
The Prison-Suppressing Emperor was completely covered by a black Nether Iron, with only his eyes and mouth visible. Even his hair was obscured, making his true appearance impossible to discern. He said coldly, "You're wrong. As long as the Underworld Emperor exists, the Underworld will not fall. That celestial treasure will reopen the Underworld."
He uttered a sentence that, though simple, revealed a great deal, seemingly carrying a Life Wheel.
" The Underworld Emperor..."
Su Yu's eyes flickered, and the image of the fat man who dug up the grave floated into his mind, giving him a strange feeling.
Despite Duan De's immense prestige within the Supreme Circle, even surpassing the Undying Heavenly Emperor in some respects, Su Yu could never truly regard the Grave Digger as a powerful figure.
He shook his head, showing no desire to communicate. He put Chuan Ying into the Devouring Heaven Demon Jar, then activated the Heaven-Reaching Heaven-reaching Nether Treasure and flew forward, unleashing a beam of Xian Dao power. In an instant, wind and thunder roared, and gods and demons howled. Such a casual strike caused the world to lose its color and the Sun-Moon to lose their light!
"When!"
The Prison-Suppressing Emperor, wielding a black halberd, blocked the Mars, sparks flying everywhere. He was sent flying, coughing up blood. The cracks in the Immortal Platform grew increasingly menacing, and his aura fluctuated wildly, making it impossible to conceal.
"I'll take you to become an immortal!" Su Yu said ruthlessly, his malice towards devouring even a master of the imperial path was undisguised.
In the Dark Forbidden Zone, the Lord of the Underworld before him harbored intense killing intent towards him. If he hadn't suppressed the Undying Heavenly Empress first and prevented the Supreme Alliance from colluding, he would be the one being besieged and killed now.
"Becoming an immortal... hehe..." The Prison-Suppressing Emperor stood up, leaning on his battle halberd, Black Blood spilling from his mouth, his brow cracking open and dripping with imperial blood. He said, "Don't you want to say a few words to this dying man? Even if you don't intervene, I won't make it through."
"If it's the war against the heavens back then, then there's no need to say anything; I have no interest in the Ancient Heavenly Court." Su Yu's hair flew as he pressed forward, his footsteps echoing in the Void.
The next moment, Divine Radiance shone from between his brows, and his three clones in the distant region transformed into three beams of immortal light, all merging into the Chaos halo, their blood and bones becoming one, inseparable.
In an instant, Su Yu's aura surged, rising from the Quasi-Emperor Fourth Heaven to the Quasi-Emperor Fifth Heaven. At the same time, the Divine Prohibition, the Nine Secrets: Jie, and the Soul-Extraction Technique were activated simultaneously, allowing him to stand at the Sixth Heaven of the Quasi-Emperor Realm, truly touching the Imperial Dao Laws. Illusory Order Divine Chains condensed in his limbs and bones.
With the Secret Realm Method and the Dao Seed Method running in parallel, Su Yu felt omnipotent, like a god walking among mortals, possessing Wuliang magical power that inspired awe. Under the protection of the immortal artifact, he was no weaker than Chuan Ying before and could challenge the Supreme.
There's not much to say. The battle between emperors has begun again. The Prison-Suppressing Emperor tempered his blood essence and unleashed the final blow of his life. Dark immortal light pierced the sky, threatening to annihilate everything.
He also fell into self-destruction; his Immortal Platform exploded, his primordial spirit nearly collapsed, and his body was covered in blood. Cracks in some places expanded rapidly in an irreversible manner.
The Heaven-reaching Nether Treasure lay horizontally, its Xian Dao aura as vast as the ocean, and it withstood the attack.
Su Yu struck down with his palm, Devouring Heaven Demon Jar at the center of his palm revealed its oppressive power, transforming into a deep black hole that forced the Prison-Suppressing Emperor to cough up blood continuously.
"Puff!"
The next moment, he reached forward and grabbed, his aura surging, like a celestial being resurrected, his hair dancing wildly, exuding a peculiar demonic aura.
The Prison-Suppressing Emperor, clad in tattered battle armor, staggered, a bitter laugh escaping his lips. His forehead was cracked, and specks of his primordial spirit exploded, only to be devoured by Su Yu. Su Yu read the remnants of his consciousness, leaving behind a wounded, fallen imperial corpse, its entire body ablaze with dark light, exuding a desolate aura.
Throughout the entire process, the Prison-Suppressing Emperor did not offer much resistance, or perhaps it would have been futile for him to resist, as he no longer had the strength to conquer future generations.