Chapter 747: Victory or Defeat

A truly terrifying battle erupted.

This was an unprecedented, world-shaking battle. Each Great Saint possessed terrifying combat power, having honed their Celestial Emperor level to perfection. If they were to break through, their combat power would far exceed that of their peers.

The gathering at this moment was even more extraordinary. It comprised Emperors and Sovereigns from throughout history, each of whom had once reigned supreme, serving as the protagonist of their respective eras. They possessed terrifying dominance and profound self-confidence, believing themselves invincible for all ages.

In their fading memories, losing to the legendary Emperor was the greatest humiliation of their countless lives.

“Kill!”

The four beings finally made their move.

Each had integrated numerous powerful, heaven-defying talents, effectively forming four teams. They had reached the limit of the talents their bodies could bear, akin to true incarnations of fundamental laws. Every movement seemed to embody divine might, surrounded by various celestial phenomena.

“Send the Emperor to his end!”

The four of them underwent ultimate sublimation. Azure-golden radiance enveloped their bodies. Blood spilled, dazzling brightly, making it feel as if the entire universe was exploding.

Xu Zhi held the True Spirit Sword of Reincarnation, which contained countless celestial phenomena of laws. Every move he made possessed astonishing power, and he mused softly, “I see. The so-called physical and spiritual immunity talents from before, which prevented attacks from landing, were essentially twisted phenomena of laws, similar to the Great Joy Emperor's mirror reflection.”

Only at this moment did the truly exhilarating battle begin. His clone finally revealed its trump cards and weapons, unleashing countless cultivation systems and fighting without restraint.

In a distant valley within the Beast Dao.

“Oh… oh… my god…”

The giant octopus abruptly covered its mouth, unable to stop itself from blurting out the expletives of the Asura Path warriors. Cold sweat poured down, and goosebumps erupted all over its body. It tried hard not to make any sound of fear.

“My god! The center of the world! This truly is the center of the universe!!!”

The giant octopus initially thought that a group of terrifying beings on the path to the Ninth Order were battling each other, and it was terrified. Then, sensing that the energy fluctuations weren't as condensed, it assumed they were a group of heaven-defying Eighth Order deities, descendants possessing Ninth Order bloodlines! But to its surprise, when the energy fluctuations fully unleashed and reverberated to its location, it finally realized they were truly just a group of Celestial Emperors?

But...

Celestial Emperors?!

It was instantly bewildered. It began to truly doubt the world. It had always believed itself to be one of the strongest Celestial Emperor beings in history, cultivating by absorbing stars in the universe. Now it realized this was merely its own fantasy, and its dream was nothing more than the naive ambition of a country bumpkin.

“I was actually the weakest kind of Celestial Emperor…”

The giant octopus curled up in the canyon, its numerous tentacles clutching its head and pressing firmly against the ground, covered in goosebumps out of sheer terror. A group of Seventh Order Celestial Emperors were actually using special powers typically only wielded by Ninth Order beings... This showed how profound the foundations of their world were!

“I still underestimated them!”

“If the battles of Seventh Order Celestial Emperors are so exaggerated, then what about the Eighth Order deities in this world? And the Ninth Order worlds? They had said earlier that a war between worlds was currently erupting. Several giants approaching Ninth Order world levels were clashing in secret battles. Therefore, the affected area would likely be more than just a single galaxy…”

Its mind went blank with terror. The more it thought, the more terrified and shaken it became. “It must be a super-galactic, large-scale war spanning millions of light-years!”

“What kind of terrifying, immense war world have I stumbled into?”

In the distance.

Pan Yuxian watched as the tyrannical figures in the distance fought like mad. Every movement was a twisted phenomenon of laws, and the center of the battle seemed to transform into slow-motion, semi-static images of collapse. That was a region of warped and collapsing space-time. Waves of terrifying tremors continuously emanated, sweeping across the land, and the sky itself seemed to wail.

She was still livestreaming.

“It’s too terrifying!”

“Are these really Celestial Emperors?”

“Ahhh! The Six Paths of Reincarnation World has completely redefined my understanding of Celestial Emperors, who I once thought were weaklings!” After all, it was an era of armchair gods, and after Armin's era of Wizard Celestial Emperors passed, many had come to look down on Celestial Emperors.

“The NPCs in this game are incredibly smart! The Lord of You Shan is terrifying; how could he devise such a scheme? To undermine their foundation by covertly infiltrating hell and rescuing all heroes and talents from past and present!”

“But can they truly win?”

“I don't know, but those players have already joined the body of Demon Buddha Bo Xun, holding Gatlings, going 'da da da da,' and spewing terrifying blue radiation rays! Gatlings versus the Emperor—their movements are already too fast to see clearly!”

At this moment.

Countless players from the wizard community stood in street plazas, watching the large screen in the center. Numerous people bustled around, as if they were watching a grand movie. Everyone knew that this moment would be recorded in history, changing the fate of the entire world. Battling the ancient Emperor was undoubtedly an event that would shake past and present. Slaughtering such a figure and overthrowing the Dark Era would herald a new chapter in history and be etched into the annals. After all, it was far too significant, the dream of countless eras. Some people had even started continuously recording their screens, as this was an astonishing, mythical scene that surpassed any top-tier special effects, and could be made into a blockbuster movie.

“I wonder how it will turn out?”

At that moment, Pan Yuxian clenched her fists. Ignoring the frenzied discussions and barrage of comments in the livestream, she stared intently at the terrifying battle, her fingernails digging into her palms. “The Lord of Reincarnation's combat power is too exaggerated,” she thought. “Moreover, he holds the artifact of reincarnation, meaning he has gathered the power of all heroes from past and present. Hundreds of prodigies are besieging one person, yet the outcome, I fear, is still uncertain....”

For the first time, Xu Zhi's clone felt immense pressure from those of the same realm; a true opponent had appeared within his rank. Streams of light bloomed, shining like the Milky Way. Gods and demons sang praises in the sea of stars, encompassing him. Chaotic winds, rain, lightning, and thunder intertwined, and countless forms of matter were annihilated.

“The situation is urgent,” the Abandoned God Emperor said coldly, his eyes icy and radiating an astonishing chill. “The Emperor only brought out one-third of his reincarnation power this time; this is his weakest moment, and our greatest advantage!”

“However, a being like him, under the combined assault of all eras, past and present, is not falling behind in the slightest. Such combat power is truly terrifying,” Su Huanzhen said.

“We might not win!” Demon Buddha Bo Xun’s words were a blow to morale. But everyone knew it to be true. The Emperor's combat power was too formidable, instilling despair. It was undeniable that this terrifying overlord was truly unparalleled; even with such immense power gathered, they couldn't secure a definite victory.

“Kill!”

“Kill!”

Countless Great Saints roared furiously within their bodies.

The battle continued, shaking heaven and earth. They fought with full strength for half a day—a duration unimaginable for battles among powerful experts, which usually concluded quickly at a moderate pace. Although each of them was imbued with inherent laws, their energy levels as Celestial Emperors were relatively low, not condensed enough, resulting in limited destructive power. How astonishing was the combat power of these Great Saints? They displayed a myriad of inspired techniques.

Finally, under the siege of the four, their coordination grew more perfect and seamless. The Emperor's body began to shatter repeatedly, his lips bleeding, and he fell into a losing position.

“We can win!”

“It's terrifying,” someone exclaimed, “that all the heroes from past and present are besieging one person, and he has fought until now, only just beginning to show signs of defeat?”

“One person can battle all of history!”

“It's unbelievable; at first, I thought he was still invincible,” someone laughed loudly, tears streaming down their face. “Today, I will overturn the nightmare in my heart!”

“Kill!”

“No matter how strong he is alone, he cannot fight against the entire era of heroes from past and present!”

The battle raged from day to night, and now dawn was faintly breaking again. The Emperor's body was thoroughly drenched in blood; his pale skin was torn open, his entire body stained with golden imperial blood, and even his bones were exposed. Everyone's eyes were bloodshot; they fought like madmen, unleashing various ultimate techniques and continuously bombarding him.

“Slaughter the Emperor, open the path to immortality, in this very era!” They roared.

Another three days passed. The Emperor's body continued to shatter, yet he still fought on, drenched in blood, refusing to fall. On the contrary, the ancient Emperors and Sovereigns who had escaped from hell gradually began to falter. Although they had temporarily acquired a large amount of energy provided by Li Sansheng, their hasty absorption meant their foundations were unstable.

“Emperor, why won't you die!?”

“You! Why won't you die!?”

Another half-day passed. The besieging Great Saints gradually became hoarse and exhausted, unable to utter a sound, their voices utterly raspy. A hint of despair even began to creep in.

“How can his stamina be so ridiculously abundant!?”

“It's simply unimaginable.”

One after another, the Great Saints cried out in anguish, their eyes red and about to split open from fury. At one point, they could no longer sustain themselves, experiencing a subtle sensation of extreme breakdown, as if on the verge of disintegration.

“Are you exhausted?” the Lord of Reincarnation said calmly. “I haven't experienced such a blood-soaked battle in a long time. You have allowed me to experience the brink of death and the sensation of meeting my match.”

“Very good.”

Although the Emperor was covered in blood, with bones exposed from the beating he had taken, and his eyes were extremely dim, even withered, as if his stamina was completely depleted and he was on the verge of death, he showed no concern. His gaze was cold, and an endless, vast pressure descended. “Then, all that belongs to this era shall finally end.”

The four opponents were already defeated; victory and defeat had been decided. Their fate was to be re-dealt with.