Chapter 1539: Three Emperors Illuminate Past and Present

Heaven-piercing beams of light ripped through the fabric of time, shaking the celestial chasm and causing it to roar and tremble intensely.

What was happening?

Within the three pillars of light, three vague figures sat in meditation. Though still, they seemed capable of crushing all eternity. How could this sight not astound Chu Feng?

He had an immediate feeling: these were the Three Heavenly Emperors! Having encountered Fallen True Immortals and experienced their path, he sensed the same fundamental origin in these three powerful beings. They were the source, radiating similar auras.

Yet, the Three Emperors seemed to sit enthroned high above, radiating an energy so supreme and terrifying that it surpassed Fallen True Immortals by several orders of magnitude, truly awe-inspiring.

Simultaneously, he noticed an anomaly: one figure, despite exuding boundless terrifying energy, was also wreathed in immense death qi, which seeped through the sacred light. It seemed… dead?! Above that figure’s head hung a large bell, eerily familiar. Was that the master of the Dog Emperor?! It was too distant to confirm, too blurry to discern clearly!

Another figure sat motionless, like a fossil, a bronze coffin lying horizontally before them. Their form resembled withered wood, as if devoid of life, or perhaps in deep meditation – their state was unknown. Chu Feng felt this individual was astonishing. If they were unharmed, they would be incredibly powerful, even absurdly so, to an incomprehensible extent. What state was this person in? Chu Feng believed this was likely the Heavenly Emperor whose figure had emerged from the bronze at the conclusion of the battle on the Soul River!

He tried to see them clearly, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t. A veil of mist constantly obscured the figure's face, making it impossible to discern.

"No king meets another king, no emperor meets another emperor!" Even in this state, Chu Feng couldn't help but mutter. It was less a jest and more an act of self-deprecation, as he was still far from reaching that level!

Then there was a woman, only her white robe visible, ethereal and distant, seemingly detached from the world. Yet, upon closer sensing, there was a supreme sense of oppressive power. She reigned supreme, dominating all realms. This woman was truly unfathomable; countless great worlds revolved around her, some having decayed and withered, yet she remained pristine. However, though she sat there, her true spirit seemed… to be drifting away. Was she entering a profound meditative state, or was she also in some special condition?

Chu Feng was certain that, although he had never seen her true face like this, he had definitely encountered this woman before, specifically in the special space within the Supreme Forbidden Land. There, the Empress had left behind a phantom after her transformation!

It seemed all Three Heavenly Emperors had been in contact?! But they were too indistinct, and some might have been dead for a long time. Why did they appear at the same time, and what were they doing?

The next moment, Chu Feng was startled. He heard an extremely faint yet familiar, distant, and ethereal sound. Whose was it?

"The Three Emperor Arts unify, their heroic spirits illuminate past and present…"

He actually heard these words. Was someone summoning the Three Emperors, manifesting immense power?! How was this possible? Who could summon the Three Heavenly Emperors like this?!

Indeed, someone was even more astonished than Chu Feng: on the Two Realms Battlefield, everyone witnessed Yaoyao's ritual dance and heard her mysterious chants. Then, people saw light beams reaching the heavens, as if some restraint had been broken, and three vague figures emerged, reflected in the sky.

"The Three Emperors?""My God!""Who am I seeing? Am I dreaming?!"

At this moment, not only others but even the Fallen True Immortals were shocked and trembling. Their lineage stemmed from the Three Heavenly Emperors, so they naturally recognized them. The moment these three indistinct figures appeared, they instantly knew who they were. The old Ultimates present were also profoundly shaken.

People looked at Yaoyao, finding this woman utterly astonishing. What kind of secret art had she performed to be able to communicate with the Three Heavenly Emperors?! Even the Feather Emperor's heart churned. How was this possible? Were the Three Heavenly Emperors about to appear?! Madman Wu himself was unnerved; this was unrealistic. Some of them were even said to be dead, so how could they manifest together?

Everyone on site was momentarily frozen, like clay figures or wooden statues, until finally, whispers erupted into fervent, excited shouts.

"Are they truly returning? If so, even my elder brother will have to tuck his tail between his legs and won't dare to be arrogant!" Old Gu immediately muttered about his brother, giving him "a bad review."

In Yin State, within the coffin blocking the gate, someone lying inside nearly made a move, almost heading to the Two Realms Battlefield to cause trouble.

"Oh my true God, oh Heavenly Immortal, you summoned the Three Heavenly Emperors?!" Long Dayu shrieked, looking at Yaoyao and finding her increasingly familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere before.

The Three Emperors sat cross-legged, high above and extremely indistinct. However, their projections—the fragments of their Great Dao they had left behind—were condensing, vaguely opening a path. What were they drawing forth?

A collective gasp rippled through the crowd.

The Fallen True Immortals, in particular, wore the most complex expressions. They were now certain that this woman named Yaoyao had obtained the Three Emperors' secret teachings.

"Is she the Empress's sole disciple? Or the shared inheritor of the Three Heavenly Emperors, perhaps even their most crucial successor across generations!" someone exclaimed. Otherwise, how could this be possible? No one could summon the Three Heavenly Emperors in such a manner! Unless they had an incredibly close connection to them, having received a secret incantation from the Three Emperors that transcended ordinary laws.

A ritual dance, capable of summoning the Three Heavenly Emperors at a crucial moment?! And Yaoyao, at this very moment, performed it without reservation. Normally, this would be a life-saving secret technique. Now, she was trying to save someone!

"That's it," Madman Wu realized. "The Three Heavenly Emperors cannot appear themselves. These are their traces, their Great Dao fragments condensing and manifesting together, summoned through the ritual dance."

Undoubtedly, Yaoyao was trying to save Chu Feng, to bring him back. She didn't know what had happened to Chu Feng, only sensing him fading, disappearing from her memory, on the verge of being completely erased. Even though Yaoyao was unparalleled, once renowned as the foremost under the starry sky, she had no other recourse but to unleash the ritual dance without hesitation!

"Is that you, Yaoyao? Where are you?"

In the world of the dead, Chu Feng, in his spirit form, finally recognized the familiar voice. How could he forget? It was Yaoyao! Then, he saw the path back: the world where his physical body lay. He walked step by step, about to return.

"Thank you, Yaoyao!"

Though he knew he likely could have returned on his own, Yaoyao's voice, feeling like an act of salvation, still deeply moved him and warmed his heart. At the same time, he was pleasantly surprised and wanted to let out a long cry. Yaoyao wasn't dead? She had once been lost in the Great Abyss, causing him immense grief and pain, and now… she had appeared?! Chu Feng desperately wanted to rush to Yaoyao at once!

The Three Emperors emanated sacred light. Even if it was merely their converging traces, their released auras, they still unleashed astonishing power, opening a path. Even in that instant, Chu Feng, in a daze, gazed through the Three Emperors reflected in the sky and caught a blurry glimpse of the Two Realms Battlefield. Yaoyao was truly there! Simultaneously, he vaguely saw Madman Wu, who seemed to have locked onto Yaoyao. Was he about to make a move?

"Madman, what are you doing?!" Behind Yaoyao, the old man with yellow teeth roared, his energy aura surging. At the same time, Yaoyao stepped forward, unafraid!

Chu Feng witnessed this scene the moment he truly stepped out of the world of the dead. In the distance, Chu Feng saw his own body, still in an undefined state, not yet completely dispersed.

"Madman Wu, if you dare lay a hand on Yaoyao, I will definitely blast you to smithereens!"

He didn't know if his current situation was visible on the Two Realms Battlefield, but Chu Feng immediately declared war. Then, he fully emerged, returning to his own world.

"Yaoyao has appeared, but she's in trouble; Madman Wu wants to strike at her. I must advance further now, grow stronger, undergo another transformation, and then head to the Two Realms Battlefield!" Chu Feng felt he had to push himself to the limit and undergo another transformation right here. He needed to be stronger. He cast aside all other concerns; he had to evolve again, and quickly.

"One must push oneself," he thought. "I need to reach the end of the pollen path with my physical body, just as the old path-breakers said. Is that the only way to find hope?!"

"I will definitely become stronger in a short time!" Chu Feng affirmed his belief. Although his spirit had not yet rejoined his body, he already had an astonishing plan.

"First, I'll set a small goal for myself: starting with defeating Madman Wu!"