Chapter 1489: King Does Not See King

What a terrifying scene! The withered bone hand that reached out from the sacrificial ground was actually crushed, scattering into the void. It should be known that when it first appeared, it caused all heavens to fall and made even supreme beings tremble with fear, unable to resist kneeling in worship, such was its unparalleled might!

Now, a pair of feet arrived, wading through the long river of time, and simply crushed it. How could this not be awe-inspiring? It shook heaven and earth, stunning all powerful beings.

Supreme beings were fleeing, desperate to escape! How could they possibly fight this? They had paid an enormous price, extracting most of the sacrificial texts from their bodies and condensing them into blood talismans to summon the sacrificial ground. Yet, the withered bone hand had barely emerged from the sacrificial ground to exert its power before it was blocked just like that!

"Roar!"

A deep roar echoed. The withered bone creature within the sacrificial ground was enraged. Who dared to provoke it? Who was destroying its hand bones? Was this a deliberate insult?! After years of slumber, guarding the sacrificial ground and watching over this gateway, it had been awakened today by creatures from its own faction, only to be contemptuously trampled into oblivion?

Its other large hand reached out, and decaying wings, a hideous head, and large bone spurs emerged from the void. It was about to step out of the passage. The withered bone creature was unimaginably powerful. After its aura emerged, some great realms were impacted and on the verge of destruction; for example, the world where the Soul River was located was disintegrating.

The Abyss Universe was cracking, and even its fundamental rules were being obliterated! This sight was terrifying. The combat power level of the withered bone creature was horrifying; it was absurdly powerful, simply immeasurable. If its true form were to emerge and walk through the world, most heavens would likely suffer immense damage, most things would be obliterated, and even evolutionaries might face a life-or-death catastrophe.

The pair of feet moved again, walking towards the sacrificial ground, leaving a trail of faint golden footprints in the void behind them as they advanced towards the withered bone creature. Simultaneously, behind them, the faint golden footprints actually solidified the void, stabilizing heaven and earth. All worlds ceased to tremble and quieted down. He intended to enter the sacrificial ground to confront the withered bone creature.

At this moment, the man in the chaotic mist also moved. Majestic and imposing, his eyes like lightning, his fist strikes resembled a great furnace or the heavens themselves, making him unmatched. In fact, he had always been fearless, daring to confront the withered bone creature. With a roar, the great cauldron appeared above his head. He took a step forward, and immediately the long river of time flowed backward, pressing ahead.

Above his head, strands of primal energy descended from the great cauldron. Each strand was awe-inspiring, containing infinite profound meaning, and each was a chain of the Great Dao, surpassing the hierarchy among all heavens and realms. The primal energy, like a curtain, hung down, making his body even more indistinct, hazy yet majestic, as if he alone could suppress the past, present, and future. He strode directly towards the sacrificial ground. At the same time, as he faced the withered bone creature, he unleashed a direct punch!

This place was immediately submerged by particles surpassing Dao Ancestor matter, as if the heavens had burst their banks, impacting past and present, sweeping through the vast sea of time. Meanwhile, the pair of feet had already entered, crushing the entrance, and simultaneously stomping down on the withered bone creature. This area was completely submerged in chaos, eroded by supreme energy particles. Nothing could be seen; it was a void, hazy and indistinct, beyond all heavens, making it impossible for outsiders to find or locate.

At the last moment, people saw the bronze coffin being sent out. Its lid roared, clanging loudly and emitting boundless radiant light as it sealed the coffin perfectly. The bronze coffin flew out, landing on the essential path to the Soul River's exit, as if to intimidate something.

Beneath the abyss, several supreme beings were in extreme pain. Although the conflict of that level wasn't aimed at them, inexplicable particle impacts, though sparse, still severely affected them. They tried to escape, even succeeding in tearing through the realm barrier and opening a passage to the outside world, but they were still impacted. Some coughed up large mouthfuls of blood, flying backward and falling into the abyss. Some of their bodies were tattered and severely corroded, as if struck hundreds of thousands of times by a time blade, their lifespans significantly reduced. They couldn't leave!

The inexplicable particles emanating from the sacrificial ground and the terrifying expanding fluctuations severed the connection between this place and the outside world, trapping them here, unable to escape the Abyss Universe.

"This..." They were terrified! The faces of the supreme beings changed, sensing that something catastrophic was about to unfold today! The chief sacrificer had not yet appeared, nor arrived, and no one was in charge of that area. A single withered bone creature simply couldn't stop those two individuals. The withered bone creature would be annihilated! What should be done?

The sacrificial ground was about to fall? When they considered this, their scalps tingled; they dared not imagine such terrifying consequences. Once the chief sacrificer knew, he would certainly be enraged. Heaven knew what terrifying disaster would descend; all heavens would be unable to withstand his wrath. Throughout history, a chief sacrificer had never lost the sacrificial ground before initiating the great sacrifice! Losing the sacrificial ground would be a complete mockery. With the Gray Epoch approaching, how could the gray chief sacrificer possibly tolerate such a humiliation? But now, it was too late for anything. The supreme beings were utterly powerless to intervene. They wished the river of time would reverse, that everything would return to the beginning as if nothing had happened; they truly couldn't bear such terrifying consequences.

While some were terrified and fearful, others were naturally excited and joyful. At this moment, at the exit of the Soul River realm, the Dog Emperor was so overjoyed that snot bubbles were almost coming out of its nose. Years had passed, and it was finally close to the bronze coffin again. Not far away, the bronze coffin lay silent and still, yet it deterred the massive Soul River army, preventing them from acting rashly or launching a full assault.

"Woof, haha..." The Dog Emperor was incredibly flamboyant, no longer showing any signs of old age. It was wearing its nine-colored battle pants, one large paw on its hip, and with the other waving in mid-air, it declared, "Kill! Wipe out the Soul River!" It was high-spirited. How many years had it been? An entire epoch had passed since it felt such exhilaration. With the Heavenly Emperor's return and their eventual reunion, it was bursting with energy. The Emperor from the bronze coffin had returned; what was there to fear now?

"Look at you, like an excited dog!" Nine Daoist teased. He, too, was very happy and exhilarated. Witnessing those feet reappear unharmed and crush the withered bone creature of the sacrificial ground made his blood surge. Holding his war spear, he began to slaughter in all directions! Uncharacteristically, the Dog Emperor did not retaliate against such disrespectful words, instead still grinning foolishly.

Now, this place had become their home ground. Although it was in the Soul River, the native creatures were in disarray; their spirit, energy, and essence had all collapsed, and they desperately wanted to escape this realm. Masses of native Soul River creatures were terrified and anxious, desperate to rush into the Yang Realm and escape the world behind them. Today, they were truly in despair, utterly terrified. What had they witnessed? Supreme beings had suffered a crushing defeat, and the withered bone guardian of the sacrificial ground had been trampled into oblivion! According to legend, wasn't it their faction that controlled the world, overseeing all of history? But now, everything had changed. Hadn't they seen the supreme powerhouses trying to escape? What reason did they have left to stay and guard the ruined Soul River? In today's battle, the Soul River was pierced through and utterly dilapidated, not far from destruction.

However, although the massive Soul River creatures were agitated, after seeing the coffin, they became very tense, even trembling, and many dared not cross it. Only a few, their eyes bloodshot, completely disregarded their own lives and deaths. These Soul River creatures, determined to be utterly reckless, no longer cared; they charged forward, intent on assaulting the Yang Realm.

Nine Daoist wielded his war spear, its tip like dozens of suns soaring into the sky, shedding billions of rays of light. It was an incredibly terrifying edge, piercing through leader-level Soul River creatures, splattering blood into the void. "Still trying to escape? My master is here! Who dares to cross half a step over the thunder pond?!" the bald man roared. At that moment, his bald head became even shinier. In a great mood, not only did his face glow with radiance, but his bald head did as well!

"Myriad transformations, a single thought blooming into flowers, behold this Emperor reigning over the world!" The Dog Emperor also fought until it was excited. It couldn't help but shake its body, and this time, instead of fur flying everywhere, many copies of itself actually appeared and charged out. However, it soon shivered abruptly. This supreme technique was not suitable for such a high-profile display, because the Empress who created and perfected this secret art to an invincible level greatly disliked it showing off this technique by barking. If there was anyone the Dog Emperor feared, it was definitely her! It had simply been many years since it last saw her. As for others, including the Heavenly Emperor in the bronze coffin, before he grew up, they had all been chased and bitten in the rear by the Dog Emperor for many years, thus it held no innate reverence for them.

"Swoosh!" Taiyi emitted divine light, slaughtering among the Soul River creatures and truly drenching the surroundings in blood. However, the most astonishing was Li. He fought with bloodshot eyes, and this time, honorably and directly, he tore through the Soul River, confronting the army head-on. Li, known as the prehistoric "great black hand," not only liked to act behind the scenes, but his true strength was also unfathomable; otherwise, how could he have such a great reputation?

"Watch me reign over the world with a single thought, becoming an Immortal Lord on the spot!" Li Heizhi, fighting to the point of excitement, also began to shout wildly. This made the Dog Emperor glance at him in surprise. It always felt this "dark fellow" was up to no good; was he trying to secretly learn its techniques?

Li went wild. In an instant, he actually split into dozens of copies of himself, all appearing like true bodies, then began to slaughter in all directions. At this moment, Soul River creatures wailed. Even powerful ones were reaped and felled in swathes, utterly unable to stop the frenzied Li Heizhi; they were being swept away! Li Heizhi fought like a madman, arrogant and domineering. Dozens of copies of himself attacked together: some carried the Myriad Mother Golden Seal, others wielded iron rods, and some swung shining heavenly blades, slashing horizontally and vertically like crashing waves against a shore, radiating boundless divine light. Wherever he went, heaven collapsed and earth sank, causing enemies in all directions to crumble. Soul River creatures were like sandcastles on a beach, instantly collapsing and ceasing to exist when energy waves swept over them. Li's blood surged, his emotions ran high, fighting with excitement and madness as he constantly pushed forward.

Then... the bald man cried out in pain, glaring angrily at Li Heishou and exclaiming, "Are you mad? Who are you attacking? You ambushed the back of my head?!" "My apologies," Li quickly explained, "seeing it so shiny, with interwoven Dao patterns, a momentary lapse, I couldn't resist... playing a trick." However, the more he explained, the stranger his excuse felt! Only a few individuals from his era, those from the underworld, remained calm and unfazed, though they secretly grumbled that this scoundrel simply loved to play tricks—it was a habit! The few instantly guessed that Li Heizhi, seeing the strong bald man blocking his way, simply couldn't resist habitually giving him a sneaky blow! Of course, this also had to do with him fighting like a madman.

"Watch it!" the bald man fumed. No one had ever dared to play tricks on him before. This junior from later generations was truly... insane! Li chuckled sheepishly, saying, "I'll pay extra attention, guaranteed it won't happen again. Besides, that strike wasn't heavy; my clone was holding a replica of the Myriad Duke Golden Seal, condensed from ordinary laws, not the real one." The way he said it felt so awkward. Not only did the bald man glare, but Taiyi and the owner of the Black Blood Institute also looked displeased. The few wanted to exclaim, "Do you have no shame? At a time like this, you still have the nerve to mention the Myriad Duke Golden Seal? That's clearly the Myriad Mother Golden Seal!"

However, there was one person whose face was even darker and uglier than theirs, eventually turning somewhat green, a dark, sickly green—that was Martial Emperor. He stared at Li's dozens of bodies, and the more he looked, the more he felt something was wrong. What kind of clone technique was this? "Li, Li Heizhi, did you steal my scripture?! This is my Seven Deaths Body! How did you manage to practice it? When did you secretly learn it?!" The Martial Lunatic was enraged, truly losing composure. The more he looked, the more alike it seemed—no doubt about it. He had confirmed that this was definitely the scripture he himself had created.

"Oh, this is yours? I almost forgot," Li replied. "Back then, I casually flipped through a scripture, felt it was quite good, so I just practiced it casually. Never thought it would still be useful!" "You bastard!" Martial Emperor's eyes were bloodshot; he was beside himself with rage. This was truly too much.

However, the other few remained very calm. They weren't on good terms to begin with; not long ago, they had even teamed up to kill Li in the outer realms, but ended up killing only a clone, dispatching what was called an 'obsession'. Now, with Li being so deceptive, it was completely understandable that he had done such things back then. Given their opposition and Li Heizhi's nature, this was entirely his standard procedure.

"When did you steal the scripture?" "Don't make it sound so bad, it was just mutual exchange," Li responded. "Who exchanged with you?!" Martial Emperor glared angrily. "We did exchange back then," Li said, his expression unchanged, not blushing or heart racing. "Didn't we spar, didn't we have a blood duel? I beat you until your head was bleeding, then you ran away. Afterward, I thought your cultivation method was quite good, so I followed you all the way and 'borrowed' it for a read in your lair."

"This is too much!" The Martial Lunatic was truly going mad. This scoundrel Li Heizhi was absolutely deplorable, actually following him after that battle! Martial Emperor had only one defeat in his life: that decisive battle with Li back then. Yet, in that engagement, he performed amazingly and brilliantly, shaking the world. Because after the two fought, the Martial Lunatic and Li battled for a long time, engaging in over eight hundred rounds before his forehead was finally broken, and he fled.

"Let's talk nicely, martial arts are about sparring. We can exchange again later!" The Martial Lunatic no longer wanted to speak with him. He made up his mind that after returning, he would go into seclusion to master a certain supreme technique. He could no longer hesitate; even if his body rotted and major problems occurred, he would persevere in practicing this invincible technique!

However, what made him utterly exasperated was not over yet. But this time, it wasn't Li Heizhi who provoked him, but another person. At the same time, that person also made Li's expression stiffen, leaving him somewhat dazed, as someone wanted to spar with him. The man in the great mist approached him, wanting to examine the profound Seven Deaths Body technique, saying he wanted to learn from it to create another invincible method himself. That's right, this was precisely what Chu Feng did.

He felt no guilt or embarrassment at all. After all, people from the Martial Lunatic's lineage had hunted him for a long time; what's wrong with collecting some interest? Furthermore, it wasn't as if he hadn't raided his lair before; he had just done it recently! With nothing left to lose, he had already stolen many scriptures from him anyway, so one more wouldn't make a difference! Chu Feng, expressionless, demanded it on the spot. Although he had raided the Martial Lunatic's lair, he had not obtained the so-called Time Art and Seven Deaths Body. Moreover, Martial Emperor surely didn't know it was him who did it. Taking advantage of the present opportunity to acquire another scripture, he didn't care what they thought. Being able to boost his combat power and achieve a higher level of transcendence, Chu, the devil, felt quite at ease.

"You all are going too far!" The Martial Lunatic's eyes were practically turning green. Those were his scriptures, yet those two didn't even look at him, not even considering asking for his permission! "You're extorting the Martial Lunatic!" Li said, once again twisting the knife for the Martial Lunatic. Martial Emperor was so enraged that he couldn't speak.

However, after thinking some things through, he gradually calmed down. After all, the person in the great mist was truly formidable, capable of blocking supreme beings. If he now said he wanted to study the scriptures, perhaps he genuinely intended to create some technique, which would be better than having it ruined by Li Heishou. It wouldn't feel so utterly repulsive and stifling.

Li casually threw out a tattered scripture, and he had actually prepared a copy of it! This made the Martial Lunatic's eyes turn green again. This "dark fellow" had no good intentions; he actually harbored thoughts of revealing it to the world. Otherwise, why would he carry a recorded copy? Absolutely despicable! Chu Feng directly put it away, feeling content. He could study it after the events here concluded, giving him another trump card for future great confrontations with enemies. At the same time, he glanced at the Martial Lunatic. Now that he had taken his benefit, he would... let it go for now, temporarily setting aside past grievances. In fact, the Martial Lunatic had no idea that someone had just crossed his name off a certain blacklist; otherwise, he would have been held accountable in the future.

At this moment, the Soul River creatures were utterly crushed in the slaughter. That group of bloodshot-eyed, wildly charging monsters had all been eliminated, so how could those distant monsters still dare to force their way in? The most important thing was that there was a bronze coffin in front, and an even greater deity stood there! The man in the great mist, with golden patterns spreading from his feet, had stood unmoving the whole time. Though he hadn't made a move, his deterrent power was too immense! Chu Feng had been constantly staring at the abyss, to prevent supreme beings from acting desperately and suddenly attacking.

Boom! A blurred outline of a foot appeared in the sacrificial ground, violently trembling as an unmatched aura erupted and various light particles diffused, corroding the outside world. Roars came from the abyss. Some supreme beings had their bodies shattered by the impact, while others were torn into pieces, their heads falling to the ground, only to quickly reform. The native Soul River creatures were utterly desperate, extremely terrified and trembling. How could they possibly resist? There was simply no way out.

In the Soul River army, White Raven's face was pale. "This... would it even let a raven live?" In the distance, supreme beings' heads rolled all over the ground, giving it an immense fright. "I want my mom!" At this moment, White Raven thought of its childhood. Whenever it encountered the most terrifying events, it couldn't help but think of its mother. Now it felt ashamed, because it was thinking of her again. Soul River creatures trembled, not daring to assault the Yang Realm, and all remained stationed in the distance.

The Dog Emperor finally seized the opportunity. Standing on its hind legs, it dashed over with its long strides, rushing towards the bronze coffin. "Brother, Heavenly Emperor, I'm here!" the Dog Emperor shouted. Nine Daoist also followed, asking, "You think, since those two have entered the sacrificial ground, will they converse?" "I didn't see them converse," the Corrupted Corpse said as it rushed over, striding rapidly and also hurrying forward.

At this moment, a faint voice came: "Kings don't meet kings. Just like me, didn't I also refrain from meeting those two?" "That makes a lot of sense!" The Dog Emperor nodded, then suddenly felt something was amiss. "Who are you? Which king are you?" Not only did the Dog Emperor look back, but the Corrupted Corpse and Nine Daoist also turned, all feeling that the speaker's tone was too arrogant. "Which king are you?" Then, they saw the man in the great mist. He was strolling leisurely, quite composed, with golden patterns spreading from his feet. This person was indeed very strong, but why did it always feel wrong? Hmm, the few remembered. Just because he extorted that lunatic, they felt that his "king" status was a bit overinflated, too full of hot air. "Who are you looking at? Who's the lunatic?" The Martial Lunatic's face was dark green, a sickly dark green; he truly wanted to kill someone!

The bronze coffin trembled slightly, and at this moment, the Dog Emperor arrived nearby! "Brother!" the Dog Emperor growled.

Boom! At the same time, the sacrificial ground roared and trembled violently. This battle was completely over, and both the Soul River world and the Abyss Universe were covered by an inexplicable aura. Everything here had completely ended.