Chapter 827: The Despair of You Shan

In the Demon Realm.

In a nearly deserted mechanical city, within a steam library, with a whoosh, no one knew that Hermes’ clone had suddenly vanished.

The Small Universe World.

The void was dead silent, fragments of meteorites, blood, and flesh drifted scattered and sparse in the dim universe, exuding desolation and a sense of ultimate demise.

An Emperor, exuding a terrifying aura of power, descended from the sky. He slowly emerged from the void, clad in black dragon robes, radiating an earth-shattering black might that suppressed everything.

"What?""Another Emperor has appeared?""How is this possible?! Is it an illusion, some kind of trick?"

Many people gasped, looking at the incredibly familiar presence. Yet, upon closer inspection, the aura was identical; it wasn't an illusion, and even the combat power was exactly the same.

"Could it be some sort of clone cultivation technique, like 'One Qi Transforms Three Pure Ones'?" The players were also stunned, considering this possibility, as such divine powers often appeared in ancient Taoist legends.

"This is simply incredible!"

Instantly, they were overjoyed, thinking it was formidable. "Our original plan was to have the Emperor intervene, then use the eyes we evolved to help secure victory, but we never imagined..."

They had planned several layers deep: first, using the Demonic Eyes to snatch people, not only expanding their forces but also later serving as divine artifacts to influence the outcome. This was a deep and interlocking scheme, yet they hadn't realized it was completely unnecessary! It turned out that what they had seen from beginning to end was only a portion of the Emperor's power, yet it had been enough to fight to this extent!

"This...!!" Beside them, Lord Youshan stared at the scene in astonishment, his mind blank, his eyes wide open.

"So... the Emperor had only ever displayed a fraction of his power, yet that alone was enough to block the entire Immortal Path. Our previous battles, the lament of an entire era, even the so-called miracles I created, were all just a joke."

He was instantly overcome with great sorrow, feeling profoundly struck. Back then, he seemed to have pushed people to a certain extent, and the Emperor himself was bathed in blood. In reality, he hadn't even forced out the Emperor's true strength until now... when he finally became truly serious! This scene completely overturned his mindset. His ultimate goal, which he had pursued for years – hoping to defeat the strong with the weak, to create miracles – was nothing more than a ridiculous joke in the eyes of his opponent.

"This is truly despair-inducing..."

At this moment, Lord Youshan's face turned pale with despair as he looked at the Ruler of Samsara in the sky, hands clasped behind his back. He suddenly recalled the horrified words of the Emperor from the era of the Human-Heavenly Path Great War:

To face the Emperor directly is like facing the death of samsara, facing the entrance to the underworld, facing the Yellow Springs Road, facing death itself. He himself signifies... irresistible destiny.

In a daze, Lord Youshan remembered a very, very long time ago – the efforts of various eras, countless bloody battles that stirred people's hearts. And his own countless efforts, his inner roar:

"I will open the Immortal Gate for the world!"

"I don't seek freedom for the world; I only seek freedom for myself!"

"If I escape from this quagmire, I care not if others are stuck in the abyss! I would even replace the Emperor myself, severing and suppressing this era!"

One after another, scenes and the grand ambitions of those years flashed through his mind like thunderclaps.

"How ridiculous, how utterly ridiculous..." He stared blankly, his expression incredibly complex at that moment, as if his entire being had collapsed. He mocked himself bitterly: "When all my efforts are merely a joke, when countless eons of samsara are just a game..."

From afar, earth-shattering rumbling sounds approached.

Rumble!

In the blink of an eye, the two Emperors merged. The Emperor's aura instantly expanded, vaguely now able to contend with the opponent as an equal.

On the opposite side, the fused entity in the form of the Three Pillar Gods also paled dramatically, saying, "To think, there was still such a trump card? From beginning to end, it was only a fraction of his combat power?!"

"But even so, we will crush you alive!!" Their combat power still held the advantage; they were confident and powerful.

A new great battle erupted.

"Win... you must win...." Lord Youshan suddenly saw this scene, his lips trembling, his chest heaving violently. His entire being was utterly shattered, and he suddenly roared at the fused entity of the Three Pillar Gods:

"Three Pillar Gods, Emperor Qi, Emperor Sakura, you must win!"

He looked up, like a white-haired elder nearing his end, roaring at the sky, "You must defeat this hidden force that blocks the Immortal Path! The hope of the entire world rests on your shoulders!!"

His voice was heart-wrenching, a loud roar accompanied by tears, "You, you! ...You must win! You bear the hope of the entire world! Today, sever the Ruler of Samsara, and restore the ancient Immortal Path, now is the time!"

"Sever the Ruler of Samsara, open the Immortal Path, today!"

He roared loudly, his voice trembling, carrying the mottled baptism of time, cheering them on as if to roar out all his suppressed despair. "Please... please... you must use this power to defeat this mastermind who has arbitrarily controlled the ages!"

Beside him, the players were stunned. They couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh, "This Lord Youshan has gone mad; he's even cheering on the opposing side, asking them to defeat the Emperor."

"If we were in his shoes, we would have probably broken down long ago."

"Indeed, the Emperor is too terrifying; the Three Pillar Gods and the others must not be beaten to death!"

"The miracle scholars, the probability scholars, who always sought to overthrow the Six Paths of Reincarnation, are now beginning to thoroughly doubt their very existence... Emperor Qi, the Three Pillar Gods, Caroline, are they still far from that point?"

"I don't think it's far off."

The players felt the situation was excellent. Before them, formidable figures like Emperor Qi, Caroline, and the Three Pillar Gods – future invincible overlords of the universe – now seemed like trembling young heroes, newly embarking on their journey to challenge the black evil dragon blocking their path. It made people unable to resist cheering them on!

Boom... Rumble!

Streaks of light shimmered. Emperor Qi and the others erupted, but still held a significant advantage, their combat power terrifying and heaven-defying.

"Very good, the fused system of you three can now challenge my complete form!" The Emperor's pupils were cold as he stood poised in the void.

Whoosh—

The third Emperor, with black hair and black eyes, tore through the void and descended. His astonishing aura seemed to illuminate the entire universe as it merged into his body. The three clones completely fused into one. At this moment, it was as if a qualitative change had fully occurred; an overwhelming surge of aura enveloped everything, as if some unprecedentedly terrifying creature had truly arrived.

"Finally, are you going all out?" From the opposite side, the Pillar God giant, shaped like white porcelain, spoke with a complex, overlapping voice.

"Three against three, a fair contest."

The Emperor, with his hands clasped behind his back, spoke indifferently, "Not just any weakling can bear the destiny of these myriad worlds. To break through to Ninth Order, one must instantly ascend to an incredibly exaggerated combat power, capable of resisting opponents comparable to ancient gods.... How earth-shattering is the combat power of such opponents? In my current state, with three bodies merged into one, I would still certainly be defeated by them within the same realm!"

At this moment, the Three Pillar Gods and the others were utterly astonished. The Emperor, now with three bodies merged into one, in his complete form, would still certainly be defeated by such opponents within the same realm?

Certainly defeated.

The word sent shivers down their spines. It was terrifying, chilling them to the bone! They couldn't imagine what kind of formidable figures those were, and that what they would face in the future were terrifying cosmic giants of that caliber?

Unimaginable.

"Before, you were not worthy."

"That is why I severed the path, unwilling for you to go to your deaths, intending to forcefully push through the entire Ninth Order path myself. Now, perhaps you have earned some of my recognition."

He slowly approached, exuding a domineering presence like a crouching dragon and tiger. The void itself trembled slightly. He said coldly, "Among beings within the same Ninth Order realm, aside from you and I, there are virtually no conventional beings of a higher caliber. We have reached the pinnacle of perfection in this realm, and today, we shall determine who is superior."

The Three Pillar Gods' expressions were solemn, Emperor Qi's face was extremely grave, and Caroline was also incredibly tense, ready for battle. This mastermind's foundation was incredibly perfect, practically a heaven-defying Dao foundation, and being a five-gene life form, his combat power was simply astonishing. And the information he revealed was even more terrifying! Opponents comparable to ancient gods, so terrifying? Even with just a few words revealed now, it was hard to imagine; they felt that ahead lay only darkness and fear, their future so bleak they couldn't see it.

The Emperor smiled, "There's no need to drag this out any longer."

"Indeed, there's no need to prolong it. We two shall decide the victor within ten moves." They said coldly, their full auras erupting. For powerful beings like them, ten moves were but an instant.