The vast cosmos, with its countless universes, each suspended like a speck of dust, collectively resembles a boundless ocean when they converge.
It is grand and immense. The rotation of galaxies and the collapse of heaven and earth are merely ephemeral creations and destructions, insignificant in the blink of an eye.
Such immense power sweeps through ancient history, its surging waves crashing against the shores of the future.
All of this—the creation and destruction of universes, the rise and fall of myriad worlds—is set in motion by the Empress's actions, unfolding like an ancient, mottled historical scroll.
Yet, this magnificent spectacle, this grand panorama, how many can truly appreciate or even perceive it? It is beyond description, yet it is genuinely happening!
At this level, even adversaries are invisible; it's hard to find anyone walking the same path, let alone a kindred spirit. Even strangers are rarely encountered, and there's no one to converse with. The end of the road truly signifies the end of life, a solitude utterly devoid of companionship.
Boom! From the Empress's pristine, crystal-clear palm, universes ceaselessly open and collapse. She binds the sacrificial grounds, drawing the chief sacrificer, seeking to imprison him on the far side of the Death Bridge—a world-shattering feat!
This could be considered a cataclysmic change affecting past, present, and future.
“Why do we feel like we've forgotten something? What exactly happened?” Before the Two Worlds Battlefield, even creatures of the Dog Emperor's caliber were shocked and terrified. It felt as if it had forgotten old events, its memories seemingly altered.
All of this was due to the Empress's battle, which delved into profound causality, stirring the turbulent, roaring River of Time, and impacting the present reality!
“Kill!” Nine Daoist One growled. He then appeared slightly bewildered, somewhat unsure. After a long while, he finally came to his senses and said, “That white-robed Empress, she is killing the chief sacrificer!”
The Dog Emperor also quickly recovered, and some blurred memories resurfaced. It said, “Yes, the Empress! Ancestors above, I, this Emperor, below! This is insane! A supreme-level creature is about to have its dog head chopped off… Ugh, no, I mean, its uncanny head is being fought off?!”
“This is terrifying!” the Corrupted Corpse said with a tremble. “A single battle has interfered with the stability of past, present, and future, making even the meaning of our existence questionable!”
Then, he roared, calling out to his main soul, urging it to return quickly, as he also wished to become stronger.
“This battle won't really extend for tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of years, will it?” Chu Feng asked from the side, with serious doubt.
“Normally speaking,” Nine Daoist One said with utmost seriousness, “even if one possesses immense divine power and unparalleled combat strength, to completely kill a supreme-level creature, it would be normal to spend hundreds of thousands of years. But this… this truly affects all the heavens!”
A streak of immortal light flashed across, so dazzling and resplendent that it illuminated the entire Yang Realm and shone into every corner of the myriad heavens and worlds.
Everyone in this vast era, in this current age, witnessed it: the Empress's ascendant light beam astonishing past and present, causing the River of Time to dance with her body, rising and falling in resonance.
She was reflected throughout all the heavens!
This was the last time people saw the Empress!
From then on, for all beings, she was no longer visible.
In her final glance back, from the far side of the Death Bridge, the woman in flowing white pulled the sacrificial grounds away into the distance.
The Dog Emperor strained its eyes, desperately trying to remember her. It had a feeling of eternal separation, of parting ways in life and death, never to meet again. It panicked, terrified, and cried out frantically.
It only stopped its frantic cries when it saw the Empress turn her head and the peerlessly graceful woman gave it one last look.
And for a brief moment, it instinctively… tucked its bare tail between its legs.
The white-robed woman, manifest throughout the myriad worlds, vanished. A long time passed, yet people had not recovered, still immersed in the recent atmosphere of shock.
It was not until someone at the Two Worlds Battlefield let out a cry of alarm.
“What is that?!” In the chaos and beneath the earth, numerous ruins were revealed, ancient and profound, terrifyingly old.
Those mottled traces brimmed with the aura of ages; they were definitely prehistoric, perhaps even from many epochs ago.
“Those are…” Even decaying Grand Universe level beings were stunned, petrified on the spot.
Even Immortal Kings, upon seeing them, were like clay figures and wooden sculptures, utterly speechless.
They were dilapidated divine temples, desecrated, crumbling shrines, and ancient structures collapsed in the chaos. What was recorded on them?!
They depicted prehistoric battles, stone carvings from the previous epoch, or even several epochs ago!
However, what was engraved on those ancient scrolls, which seemed like history brought back to life?
It was the Empress, raising her bare hand to shatter the chief sacrificer and pulling the sacrificial grounds to the far side of the Death Bridge, to depart with her, never to return!
“How is this possible?!” “Indeed, something that clearly happened just a moment ago, how could it suddenly become history?”
This made the Dog Emperor's fur stand on end and Nine Daoist One shudder. What exactly happened? How could this be?
They had all felt the battle from moments ago, personally experiencing that overwhelming suppression and immense fear, but how could it now be a part of ancient history?
“This is impossible!” The Corrupted Corpse shook its head vigorously.
Chu Feng, even more so, looked as if he had seen a ghost, truly unable to believe it.
The Immortal Kings of the Yuan Clan, Four Calamity Sparrows, and others hidden in the sky, at this moment, their scalps tingled, and they felt a bone-chilling cold invade their bodies. This was truly incredible, beyond their comprehension.
A living, breathing person, that vibrant and peerlessly graceful Empress, who moved to suppress and kill the chief sacrificer—how could she have become a mere old tale from the rise and fall of an epoch?!
“No wonder,” Nine Daoist One mused, “that level is simply unfathomable. In a daze, I seem to recall the chief sacrificer mentioning more than once that he intended to kill his way into the present. Does this mean they are not in the true heavens, not in this era?”
Nine Daoist One frowned, a faint realization dawning on him.
How terrifying are creatures of that caliber? Their realm and the results they bring about are too chilling, simply incomprehensible.
“Could it be that their battle changed the course of history, leading to this outcome?!” The Corrupted Corpse was moved, a shiver running down its spine.
If that's the case, have the lives and the very meaning of existence for people like us been altered as a result?
How can the course of history be changed? This is too terrifying!
“No,” Nine Daoist One said solemnly, “perhaps what we witnessed was merely a segment of history. Everything just now was an illusion. Our sense of being there, it was all a re-enactment of history—the traces in these ancient steles and dilapidated temples reflecting the historical truth!”
After all, he had encountered that supreme being and had some understanding of supreme-level creatures.
However, he also had doubts, saying, “Of course, perhaps… the battle just now truly changed something. It occurred in reality, yet ultimately caused the River of Time to change its course.”
At this point, he could no longer speak; it was simply too terrifying!
“Who can truly distinguish between ancient and modern?!” said the short old man who had revived from a famous mountain, left behind the Time Sutra, and once wanted to capture the Martial Lunatic as a Daoist disciple.
He was very sensitive to time and had much authority on the subject.
He said with utmost seriousness and a hint of fear, “For beings of that kind, perhaps when facing upstream in the River of Time, ancient history is the future, and our present and future might become her ancient history once she turns around.”
Everyone was dumbfounded. According to his explanation, it was too terrifying.
Before the Two Worlds Battlefield, there were countless masters, elder patriarchs and founders of sects from other great worlds, an unknown number having arrived, but now they were all silent, unsure how to speak.
“Why are you tucking your tail between your legs?” The Corrupted Corpse suddenly noticed that the Dog Emperor had been maintaining this posture for a long time.
“Ugh, scram!” The Dog Emperor, for once, blushed, though with its typically dark face, others couldn't discern its blackish-red state.
Looking abashed, it uncharacteristically glanced left and right and whispered, “It's just habit. Although the Empress is peerlessly graceful, I get a little scared when I see her!”
“Heh heh!” Others couldn't hear, but Chu Feng, being close to it, Nine Daoist One, and the Corrupted Corpse, heard it clearly and immediately couldn't help but laugh out loud.
This dog also has moments of fear, and tucking its tail has become… a habit!
“Kid, who are you laughing at?!” The Dog Emperor, enraged and embarrassed, couldn't save face. It stood upright, let out a howl, and extended a large paw, intending to swat at Chu Feng.
“Senior, this dog… no, this Dog Emperor wants to kill me!” Chu Feng called out to Nine Daoist One.
“We're all on the same side!” Nine Daoist One stopped the Dog Emperor, preventing it from acting rashly.
“If it weren't for your face, which makes me truly unable to bring myself to attack,” the Dog Emperor threatened and intimidated, “otherwise, I'd really just snap and bite off your head!”
“Do you know who I am?” Chu Feng pointed to his own face and said, “I haven't awakened yet, but once I fully recover, I'll be a Great Emperor, a supreme Immortal Emperor, an existence at the end of the path!”
“Which Immortal Emperor? Which Great Emperor?” The Dog Emperor was filled with uncertainty and suspicion, looking at the face that confounded it.
“The one who sweeps through countless universes, reversing past, present, and future, the peerless Chu Ultimate! No, Emperor Chu!”
“Get… lost, you old bastard!” The Dog Emperor snarled fiercely.
Suddenly, the sky tore open. Three masses of light flickered indistinctly in the heavens above, manifesting throughout the myriad heavens and worlds.
“What now? Who the hell is here again?!” The Dog Emperor roared, craning its neck.
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**Author's Note:** I forgot to mention something: The Desolate Heavenly Emperor, who stood alone through eternity, has truly arrived this time! The animated series for "Perfect World" is about to be released. The trailer is already out, full of passion and excitement, and I've posted it on my Weibo and WeChat official account. Readers who like the Desolate Heavenly Emperor, who cut through eternity with a single sword, can go watch it!
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