Chapter 749: Look at My Brilliant Method, the Emperor Will Surely Die!

War erupted once more.

The Emperor and Peerless God clashed again. As the fifth and final fusion, the ultimate trump card, he now carried the hopes of all heroes from ancient times to the present. If he were to fall, the world would plunge irrevocably into darkness.

"We must win!"

"The Emperor is at the end of his tether!"

"This is the final battle."

As despair and fear enveloped the world, countless voices cried out. Countless powerhouses on the path of cultivation whispered, their murmurs sounding like the wails and laments of millions. Unwilling to yield to fate, they poured out their last defiant hopes in this manner.

"Fight!"

Peerless God wielded his blood-soaked blade of slaughter. Both combatants sustained tremendous damage, vast torrents of blood spilling forth. Yet, despite the Emperor's utter exhaustion and profuse bleeding, he stubbornly refused to fall. Instead, it was Peerless God who gradually showed signs of injury.

"Has he truly become this powerful?"

The faces of the Desolate Heaven Emperor and others remained calm. "Even with one more joining the fight, has he still not reached his ultimate limit?"

"If that's the case, victory is not assured," Su Huan-Chen murmured, gazing blankly at the sky.

It was hard to imagine the Emperor's vitality could be so tenacious. Despite countless ambushes and hidden maneuvers, and clearly being pushed to such an extent, he still had not fallen.

"This is the most tragic battle, utterly heartbreaking." Demon Buddha Bojun clasped his hands, his demeanor remaining as calm as a still well.

Inside the live stream.

All viewers were utterly stunned and deeply moved.

"Brothers, we've been sitting on the sidelines, completely insignificant, but now, in this final moment, we must find a way to help them!"

"This is too tragic!"

"We have to help them! We can't let Lord Youshan monopolize the glory!"

"Exactly!"

"This is the main quest, an eighty-level BOSS dungeon! We absolutely must fight! We absolutely must win!"

"Ultimately, it's because you players are utterly useless!"

"It's not that we're too weak; it's that the enemy is too formidable! (cries)"

"But what can we do? How can we help? Can we possibly be smarter than Lord Youshan?"

"Indeed, Lord Youshan has already exhausted every ounce of power he could possibly gather!"

"That's true; there are no Great Sages left in the entire Six Paths of Reincarnation. Even the group of Great Sages who had escaped were lured back and eliminated. All that remains are ordinary Heavenly Emperors, not even Great Sages."

And ordinary Heavenly Emperors cannot even withstand a few blows from a Great Sage. What use are vast numbers if they are so weak? At this point, every available combatant has been deployed.

Countless viewers shook their heads, filled with despair. Lord Youshan had already wrung out every last bit of power, and now, the only remaining hope was Peerless God.

Just then, a renowned influential figure stepped forward.

Autumn Mountain Racer: "Brothers, to be frank, I have a method that will undoubtedly defeat the Emperor!"

All the viewers were stunned, leading to a furious uproar. Lord Youshan has already requisitioned all available power; how could you possibly have another method? And you claim it will 'undoubtedly win'? Are you also pursuing the path of miraculous theories? To become a renowned miracle theorist?

Everyone knew that Autumn Mountain Racer was formidable. He was practically the Lord Youshan among players, the designated brain, constantly churning out audacious ideas. From Almin's ascension to godhood, to various subsequent events, and even the previous invasion by the three pillar gods – all were thanks to his schemes, like luring in another 'daddy-level' monster to wreak havoc...

"What method?" someone couldn't help but ask. Though skeptical, a glimmer of anticipation appeared.

Autumn Mountain Racer: "A Spirit Bomb!"

Everyone gasped, their minds reeling, unable to fully grasp the idea.

Autumn Mountain Racer: "Have you forgotten? The principle of a Spirit Bomb is to absorb the 'ki' and radiating light from everyone's bodies and converge it! Our system's essence is identical to that of the Microcosm Era, so cultivation techniques are naturally transferable. While these ordinary Heavenly Emperors may not be individually powerful, their sheer numbers are sufficient. This is an era where Heavenly Emperors are abundant and immortality is forbidden. We can call upon a cohort of willing Heavenly Emperor martyrs to raise their hands to the sky, contribute their strength until they perish from exhaustion, and converge their energy into a devastating bomb for attack!"

This idea was incredibly audacious, utterly wild and imaginative. But it wasn't impossible! Because the fervent fighting spirit of the entire era had now been ignited. Among the Heavenly Emperors of countless ages, at this final moment, there were bound to be martyrs willing to sacrifice themselves.

Many eyes gleamed with newfound brilliance. Autumn Mountain Racer was indeed remarkable. Knowledge truly was power; if you couldn't solve a problem, it simply meant you hadn't thought hard enough! This knowledge-based solution was highly feasible!

But soon, someone poured cold water on the idea: "The number of Heavenly Emperors willing to willingly sacrifice themselves would likely be a mere handful! Nowhere near enough to form a Spirit Bomb of terrifying power. After all, reality is brutal!"

Immediately, many nodded in agreement.

"You're asking Heavenly Emperors to commit suicide?"

"For the sake of their convictions?"

Such individuals would indeed exist. But not in great numbers! Reality is cruel. Lord Youshan understood human nature best, which was why he tricked those people and forcibly slaughtered them rather than waiting for volunteers. This method, while seemingly plausible, would in reality be of little practical use.

Autumn Mountain Racer: "No! This time is different. There will undoubtedly be a large number of martyrs willing to face death, willing to raise their hands to the sky and contribute their life energy, because the world order here is different; people experience reincarnation after death, merely entering the Underworld. What if we promise that should the Emperor be overthrown, a group of influential figures will control the Underworld, and they, who would have entered the Yellow Springs Road early, would be rewarded based on their merit? In their next life, they could be reborn into a good family, or perhaps become officials in the Underworld, serving as various netherworld officers, even establishing city gods and day-and-night wandering deities? Or, what if we promise to directly restore their true reincarnation names?"

Everyone immediately had an epiphany. Yes, with the promise of benefits and rewards for their contributions after a victory, most Heavenly Emperors would likely agree. After all, by overthrowing the Emperor, even if they entered reincarnation after death, they would still be considered founding heroes! The benefits would be immense! Suddenly, everyone found the idea feasible, recognizing it as incredibly ingenious and perfect.

"Hahaha, that makes perfect sense!"

"Having a multitude of Heavenly Emperors sacrifice themselves to gather a Spirit Bomb could work!"

At this point, Autumn Mountain Racer spoke again: "I personally believe this might not be enough! The Emperor's vitality is simply too tenacious. We could go even further: let those Heavenly Emperors eat their fill first! How do they eat their fill? By having them absorb the energy of the Great Octopus! Those few top colossal sects possessing Great Sages should stop holding back and make a massive sacrifice. Many ordinary Heavenly Emperors follow unconventional paths, belonging to minor sects, and are often gaunt due to a lack of cultivation resources. If we allow them to absorb the Great Octopus's energy, forcibly converting it into their own Heavenly Emperor cultivation — gorging themselves until they're bloated, then committing suicide to become 'full ghosts' — they could contribute significantly more death energy. A single Heavenly Emperor's energy output would multiply tenfold or more. If Heavenly Emperors from across the entire era absorb the Great Octopus's energy and willingly commit suicide, heading straight for the Yellow Springs Road, the resulting life Spirit Bomb would undoubtedly be the Emperor's demise!"

Holy moly!

Everyone's breathing hitched. Indeed, it was so. If Peerless God was merely the straw that broke the camel's back, then the Spirit Bomb might be the second straw. But an enhanced Spirit Bomb, fully charged with the Great Octopus's energy, would be a mountain crashing down, utterly terrifying. How could the camel possibly survive that?

"Hahaha, the Emperor is doomed!"

"This is great! We viewers can finally help the heroic figures who have passionately inspired each era!"

"I can already imagine their gratitude toward us!"

"Brilliant!"

Meanwhile, the Desolate Heaven Emperor and others observed the distant battle.

"Actually, I have one last method that could turn the tide," said Yuan Qinghua, one of the players who had also exhausted all their strength, after a moment of silence.

"Oh?" Lord Youshan's eyes lit up. The Asura Path truly was mysterious; its profound heritage was unexpected. Even now, Lord Youshan had revealed all his trump cards and had no further contingencies.

"However, the cost might be immense," Yuan Qinghua murmured softly.

"We have no retreat now."

Lord Youshan appeared calm. "We have gathered the strength of all heroes, from ancient times, the present, and spanning across history, all for this single battle to usher in a new era. Even if we fall, no matter how great the cost, there is no longer any turning back."

"Clang!"

A resonant clang, like metal striking metal, reverberated across the heavens.

In the distance, Xu Zhi's expression remained unchanged as he continuously clashed with Peerless God.

"Lord Youshan is indeed formidable, with many stratagems. In this current situation, this clone of mine is utterly exhausted. Battling against Peerless God in his prime, the outcome is truly fifty-fifty." At this point, he faced a fifty percent chance of defeat. Although he wielded a reincarnation weapon, to have fought to such a degree was already a terrifying feat. For no matter how powerful he was, he could not possibly withstand the combined assault of so many monstrous beings.

According to the Great Octopus, there had never been Heavenly Emperors of such terrifying power throughout history. While its knowledge might be limited, Xu Zhi's strength, even when viewed across the entire universe, would likely place him among the most formidable combatants at the seventh-tier realm.

"Even in this state, I am still not a complete entity. This particular clone's Nine Revolutions Profound Art is imperfect; it doesn't possess the life of an entire world's beings as a power furnace within it. Otherwise, under these circumstances, I wouldn't tire so quickly in continued battle; my stamina would remain abundant. But now..."

Xu Zhi mused, continuing his relentless clash with Peerless God. He remained composed, having no intention of resorting to external aid or 'cheating'. He decided to let nature take its course. If he won, he would suppress them. If he genuinely lost and his rule was overthrown, he would simply depart, seizing the opportunity to hand over the Underworld to them. This would free him from a significant burden, finally allowing him to shed this responsibility, as the Underworld's management would have a new steward. Furthermore, even after his departure, he could always return, reasserting his rule over the era. This would create a sense of looming pressure, driving the entire age forward and guarding against the Emperor's re-emergence!

Thus, Xu Zhi remained utterly calm, regardless of victory or defeat.

But the next second, Xu Zhi's expression shifted. He gazed intently at the sky, his face instantly filled with shock, his mind blank. His plans couldn't keep pace with the sudden turn of events. Finally, he couldn't help but murmur:

"I'm about to ascend to immortality."