Chapter 905: The Purpose of the Ancient Imperial Way Treasury

The Imperial Dao Ancient Treasury.

Boom! A thunderous sound erupted from the ruined city as Zhu Chong and Wu Qiong darted through shattered debris.

With a single punch, Zhu Chong shattered a wall, his heavy blow narrowly missing Wu Qiong's nose. Yet, Wu Qiong, light as a falling leaf, consistently evaded his fatal attacks.

But as Zhu Chong scoffed and stomped his foot heavily, his heavy halberd swept across, and the surging force almost knocked Wu Qiong off her feet. Against such absolute power, her stamina and speed wouldn't last much longer.

Just as Wu Qiong was about to seize an opportunity to retreat, a golden divine path descended from the sky. With a rumbling sound, it slowly landed nearby, and a ripple of imperial might swept through every corner of "Leaping from the Abyss."

Almost simultaneously, a message appeared before the eyes of all other "Quasi-Emperors":The Coronation Road has descended.The hunt for supremacy begins. The only Quasi-Emperor to lead their followers to the imperial throne will ascend as Emperor.Four hundred ninety-three emperors cast their gaze upon you.

Upon seeing these lines of text, all the Quasi-Emperors, whether scattered across "Leaping from the Abyss" or engaged in battle like Zhu Chong and Wu Qiong, halted their movements.

"The Coronation Road..." Zhu Chong's eyes gradually lit up.

Everyone turned to look at the golden divine path, the sole route to "Flying Dragon in the Sky," their heartbeats involuntarily quickening. They knew the time had come to decide the victor and determine whether others could safely leave the ancient treasury.

"Only one person can become Emperor?" Wu Qiong's brows furrowed tightly. "This selection method is too cruel..."

It was well-known that there were currently five or six "Quasi-Emperors," each with their own followers. For only one emperor to eventually ascend meant they would have to start fighting among themselves. Ultimately, only one emperor and their followers would survive and leave.

To leave, they would have to kill other Quasi-Emperors and their followers while maintaining the loyalty of their own adherents.

As Wu Qiong pondered, a flag materialized out of thin air, rising beside her.

It was a golden flag, emblazoned with a majestically written character for "Wu," resembling the royal banners used during ancient wars between kings. The moment this flag appeared, almost all of her followers looked in its direction.

And almost simultaneously, in Zhu Chong's hand, a black flag with the character "Zhu" appeared, fluttering wildly in the wind!

Perhaps due to Zhu Chong having the most followers, the black flag emanated a more powerful oppressive aura. Wu Qiong felt as if a heavy yoke had been placed upon her, slowing her movements slightly.

In this era of contention among heroes, the more followers one possessed, the stronger their suppressive power over other "Quasi-Emperors."

Zhu Chong, with his black flag, was undoubtedly the most formidable overlord on the field!

"Hahahaha!!" Zhu Chong roared with laughter, sensing the advantage the flag brought. "Wu Qiong, how can you fight me? This imperial throne is mine for the taking, Zhu Chong's for certain!!"

Amidst Zhu Chong's wild laughter, his dozens of followers felt increasingly secure. After all, it seemed their chances of leaving this ancient treasury alive were the greatest. In contrast, Wu Qiong's followers appeared isolated and outnumbered.

Wu Qiong clenched her silver teeth, her gaze swiftly scanning the surroundings. Spotting several flags that had appeared in the nearby hidden streets, she immediately bellowed:

"What are you waiting for?! If we don't deal with Zhu Chong first, none of us will survive!"

Those "Quasi-Emperors" from smaller factions, who had been secretly observing from a distance, could no longer sit still. Few who could attract the attention of emperors were fools, and they instantly grasped the current situation.

Zhu Chong was too powerful. If they didn't unite, none would be his match. Only by forming alliances would they have a chance.

"Zhu Chong is tyrannical and unjust! We absolutely cannot let him ascend to the throne!""Only by working together to defeat him now can we have a glimmer of hope later!""Charge!"

As these inspiring slogans were shouted by the "Quasi-Emperors," everyone surged forward, rushing mightily toward Zhu Chong and his group!

Under the pressure of survival and the constant guidance of the Imperial Dao Ancient Treasury, these young people, who not long ago had been helping each other to escape the Gray Realm, had now become mortal enemies. Wielding various weapons, they shouted as they lunged at each other, and the scene instantly devolved into chaos.

Dressed in a grand red opera robe, Chen Ling stood in the distance, his eyes slightly narrowed after observing this scene.

"No wonder this ancient treasury projects text before everyone's eyes... subtly guiding, praising, brainwashing, implanting rules into their consciousness to recreate an era of chaotic division..."

"Indeed, the hearts of emperors are all tainted."

Chen Ling glanced at the Coronation Road leading to "Flying Dragon in the Sky," his gaze seemingly piercing through the void, seeing the high and mighty emperors indifferently observing the battles of pawns below, as if on a sand table.

"Your chess game is proceeding smoothly, but now, my pieces are about to enter the board..."

Chen Ling's gaze shifted to the young man in plain linen robes, who was walking step by step towards the chaotic battlefield. A faint smile touched his lips. "I'd like to see if your game of chess can continue."

Li Fu stopped at the edge of the street, holding A Qian's hand.

"Brother Li... what's happening up ahead? It sounds like many people are fighting." A Qian's heart fluttered with unease as she heard the roars and sounds of battle from nearby.

"Don't be afraid," Li Fu said, patting her head. "Just hide here and don't go anywhere, okay?"

"Are... are you going to fight too?"

"Me? I'm not going to fight."

Li Fu rubbed the ring on his middle finger, paused for a moment, then slowly spoke, "I'm going there to do something else..."

"Okay."

Guided by Li Fu, A Qian found a hidden spot to conceal herself. Without a careful search, it would be difficult to spot her.

After settling A Qian, Li Fu took a deep breath and walked straight toward the chaotic battlefield.

His steps were like solid rock, heavy and resolute.

As he advanced, more and more struggling figures appeared in his sight. Li Fu recognized them; not long ago, they had sat together discussing how to survive after reaching the Tianshu Realm, but now they had become enemies.

Li Fu didn't know why things had turned out this way, but he could feel an invisible hand manipulating everyone's thoughts and actions.

But none of that mattered now.

Li Fu didn't care how others fought, nor whether he had become someone else's pawn. This opportunity, which he had risked his life for, had only one purpose.

"Zhu Chong!!" Li Fu took a deep breath amidst the chaotic battlefield."Come out and face your death!!!"