Chapter 1530: Empress Road

In the Two Realms Battlefield, a gentle breeze blew, weak but carrying a hint of chill.

Debris swirled down from the sky; a mighty being was disintegrating, its form turning to dust. All of this was caused by the woman who had arrived mid-air, raising her hand and unleashing a deluge of light that scattered the powerful Samsara Hunter.

What immense power was this? People were profoundly awestruck. A peerless beauty, appearing dazzling and ethereal, not like someone from the mortal world, was actually so formidable. With a flip of her hand, she easily struck down a mighty Samsara Hunter!

Furthermore, what did people witness? Six mighty beings attacked together, forming a peerless domain and summoning a blurry path of reincarnation, yet she severed a section of it! Amidst the roar and the violent shaking of the Two Realms Battlefield, that mysterious ancient path shrouded in mist continued to collapse, a large segment exploding.

This was truly astounding. Which of the families present could be considered ordinary? The orthodoxies capable of coming here, inheritances daring to contend with the Fallen Immortal King clan, were all top-tier clans spanning long ancient histories, and naturally, they were well aware of the Path of Reincarnation. Yet now, a section of it had been broken by someone, which was truly terrifying. This young and peerlessly graceful woman appeared ethereal and otherworldly, stunningly beautiful, but once she acted, she was devastating and simply unstoppable!

"The wondrous art of time, peerless in the world, was once said to be an invincible technique!" an old monster, himself an ultimate being, sighed. Even someone of his caliber praised it so highly, indicating how utterly powerful this technique was.

In fact, from past battle records and various legends from prehistoric times, the time art was indeed so terrifying that it made people's expressions change upon hearing of it. Otherwise, when the Martial Lunatic was defeated by Li, why did he risk his life digging up one famous mountain after another, determined to find the lost time art even if it meant certain death? The Martial Lunatic truly faced immense danger back then. One must know that beneath some famous mountains, there were unknown entities suppressed from the previous epoch, or even older ones. He did this because he wanted to transform and become stronger, using the time art to contend with Li's invincible technique.

"The Yuan clan also possesses this secret art, but it seems to be incomplete!" another old monster whispered at that moment.

In the arena, several Samsara Hunters appeared lifeless and sinister, their pupils still scarlet. They were special beings who, by lifespan calculations, should have died long ago. However, through the Samsara organization's forceful "retention," these ancient mighty beings had preserved their lives, but their bodies were severely decayed and quite demonic.

Amidst the rumbling, the remaining five swiftly changed their footwork, causing the Path of Reincarnation to hum softly as it was summoned, showing no intention of stopping. The few hunters guarding the rear also began to act. One of them shifted positions like a malevolent ghost, flickering like a phantom, filling the void left by the deceased. Although a corner of the Path of Reincarnation had collapsed, it became increasingly clear, truly beginning to descend upon this place!

After Yaoyao attacked, she showed no intention of stopping. Since the others insisted on attacking, how could she be lenient? She was like a Goddess of the Luo River, and also like the Mysterious Lady of the Nine Heavens emerging from an ancient great lake. She appeared to move lightly and slowly, but was actually moving at extreme speed.

With a resounding boom, she struck down with another palm. A deluge of light rain, entirely composed of crystalline time particles, covered the sky and earth. This had a sacred, ritualistic feel, yet it was terrifying, destroying all obstacles.

In this world, what is most terrifying? Some old monsters would definitely say it's time, as it can erode the strong, bury various supreme families, and inter countless epochs. In time, everything will decay. Even the greatest beings will wither, eventually scattering like dust. Nothing can last forever. Whether a lowly ant or a supreme ultimate being, all are equal in time, ultimately unable to escape vanishing into thin air.

Many people were horrified. Even from a great distance, they couldn't help but retreat, fearing being struck by the time particles. No one was willing to endure such terrifying consequences. Even some old monsters squinted their eyes, revealing unusual expressions. Such an ethereal and peerless beauty could actually wield the time art to such an extent, which was truly terrifying.

Legend has it that this wondrous art is the most difficult to cultivate. Otherwise, how could it be hailed as one of the top three most invincible techniques in the world? The Martial Lunatic's descendants complained that it was difficult to master, and he was forced to deconstruct the time art, simplifying it into a crude version like 'Slaying a Thousand Autumns,' which Chu Feng had once encountered.

This time was even more terrifying. The light particles were like a sea of clouds, or like morning light illuminating the world. Amidst the brilliance and sanctity, they revealed supreme power, causing three mighty beings to all dissipate. Their bodies were like sandcastles on a beach, rapidly annihilating as the waves of time crashed upon them. Occasionally, particles of their physical bodies would splash up, but they were merely dust left behind by the passage of ages. When the time art struck, nothing could resist it! Even the Samsara Blades in their hands were corroded and dulled, then snapped with a crack. The bodies of those three disintegrated, their dao bones crumbled, and countless particles flew, scattering onto the ground.

With a rumble, the Path of Reincarnation for this world emerged, like a row of converging black holes, deep and profound, extending towards Yaoyao, aiming to swallow her. She dodged, not directly confronting it. She sensed something, and suddenly looked up, gazing towards the end of that blurry ancient path, where a vermilion coffin lay horizontally in the gloom!

Several old ultimate beings and fallen True Immortals all gasped. With their sharp gazes, they too witnessed that terrifying scene! There was actually such a thing at the end of the blurry Path of Reincarnation?!

The moment Yaoyao dodged, the other Samsara Hunters attacked, going all out to kill her! Yaoyao blasted a palm forward, and time fragments flew, intensely like a tsunami. The person who bore the brunt was instantly engulfed. His entire body glowed with an instant brilliance, as if he had experienced countless splendid eras, where seas turned into mulberry fields. His entire being aged, weathered, decayed, and then collapsed.

The Dao of Time was truly terrifying, killing everything. Even such a top mighty being could not withstand Yaoyao's single strike! Obviously, Yaoyao's use of the time art incurred significant self-consumption. After defeating this mighty being, she briefly paused, not sweeping through in one go.

The remaining two mighty beings, their pupils radiating terrifying bloody light, attacked fiercely. One of them, holding a Samsara Blade, cleaved straight forward from the front. Another, wielding a dark red long blade, charged with potent Samsara power, striking at Yaoyao from behind. The two mighty beings attacked with full force, dense Dao runes flashing and intertwining, and heaven and earth rumbled! Furthermore, the remaining few Samsara Hunters had been preparing for a long time, and were also about to unleash their trump cards.

At this moment, Yaoyao did not use the time art. This time, she stood mid-air, not dodging, but directly confronting the opponents attacking simultaneously from front and back. She slightly turned her body, her right hand pristine white, forming a fist seal and striking forward, instantly erupting with brilliant Dao patterns. The fist seal was as vast as the sky pressing down. This was not at all like the actions of a woman. The aura in that instant was so overwhelming, devouring mountains and rivers, grand and unstoppable.

With a boom, her fist seal shattered the Samsara Blade and blasted that mighty being apart, turning him directly into a cloud of blood mist in front of her. At the same time, as she turned sideways, her other hand also moved, rising like a heavenly blade and cleaving backwards. With a crack, the Samsara Blade, reputed to be sturdy and malicious, shattered into pieces, broken by her bare hand. Her pristine white palm print also tore through space. With a soft splat, the mighty being behind her also disintegrated, ripped open by the runes emanating from her palm-blade, his form and spirit scattering in mid-air.

Breaking two Samsara Blades with bare hands and powerfully slaying those two mighty Samsara Hunters, Yaoyao's combat power truly stunned everyone. This time, a total of thirteen mighty beings had come. Such Samsara Hunters possessed terrifying strength, but now only three remained; the rest were all instantly slain by Yaoyao.

Such a battle record made everyone gasp in cold air, their hearts turbulent. How immensely powerful was she? She stood mid-air, her white dress unsullied by dust or blood, appearing as if she transcended the mortal world. Yet, it was precisely such an ethereal woman who consecutively killed ten mighty beings, astonishing everyone and causing great shock and fervent discussion throughout the Yang Realm. This was excessively terrifying; she actually possessed such combat power!

"For how many years has there been no being daring to contend with our Samsara organization?" one of them stated. "You are reckless and have brought great disaster upon yourself!" Rarely, the Samsara Hunters actually spoke, uttering such words, no longer as grim and silent as before. On weekdays, they were always indifferent. If they truly wanted to kill or hunt someone, why would they speak such words? They would simply go for the kill!

Today, the remaining three mighty beings were clearly intimidated and fearful, not wanting to die in vain. They actually spoke to buy time—were they afraid?! Everyone was surprised. This snow-robed, immortal-like woman had actually fought to the point where the Samsara Hunters trembled in fear, not daring to directly confront her? Such a thing hadn't happened for many years!

"Ridiculous!" Yaoyao spoke. "You want to kill Chu Feng, and I won't allow it. And you dared to attack me? You must be tired of living!"

Just these words made Old Gu in the distance grimace, feeling quite unpleasant. He couldn't help but whisper, "That little brat Chu Feng called me a 'brother-leech,' but he himself is a 'sister-leech'!" Beside him, the old man from the Great Underworld smiled, baring a mouthful of yellowed teeth, and looked at Old Gu, immediately making him shut up and behave.

"How can she be so strong?!" In the distance, even some old monsters were whispering, believing that Yaoyao had not even reached the ultimate realm, yet why was her combat power so formidable? Long blades carrying Samsara energy and runes couldn't even cut her body! How could he know what Yaoyao had experienced? In the Great Abyss, she was irradiated by the energy of ancient and peerless Great Cosmos-level beings for long years. How could a heaven-blessed woman, whose physical body did not decay or collapse, not be strong? Having gone through such intense suffering, her physical body was irradiated, tempered, and constantly refined by dense ultimate aura for years, remaining immortal. How could she not be astonishingly formidable?! Therefore, even with bare hands, she could shatter Samsara Blades and crush mighty beings. Her form was clearly an innate immortal embryo, carrying the Dao. Appearing delicate, beautiful, and pure, it was nonetheless indestructible.

At this time, some beings experienced even greater emotional turmoil than the ultimate old monsters of the Yang Realm: several fallen True Immortals. What immense strength they possessed, and they had cultivated secret arts left by Celestial Emperors, which were extremely terrifying. They immediately suspected that Yaoyao had comprehended the ancestral methods of the Fallen Immortal King clan.

"She used the 'Soldier' character art and also displayed secret arts concerning time," one of them murmured. "These... are definitely left by a Celestial Emperor, and they are the purest orthodoxy!" A fallen True Immortal, his expression solemn, murmured there.

"Indeed, it's an orthodoxy that hasn't lost a single bit!" another fallen True Immortal exclaimed, visibly moved. "Which Celestial Emperor left this behind?"

"I think I know," one of the fallen True Immortals said, his pupils rapidly constricting. "It should be the technique left by the Empress. Could this be her... only successor from across the ages?"