Chapter 1620: ?Sacred Emperor's Sacrifice Ground

The being who once commanded all heavens is returning, treading upon the bones of emperors. Its "true self" is now coming back, poised to manifest in this era?!

Everyone was stunned. This was undoubtedly a legendary being, possessing immense power and defying the heavens with its cultivation, now poised to appear in the flesh.

One must remember, this was the very being who dared to confront *that* one in a world-shattering war back then. Is its complete form truly returning?

Even Jiudao Yi felt a shiver run down his spine, as if struck by lightning, inevitably recalling those tumultuous years of the past.

In that era, the Dark Immortal Emperor was the sole threat to *that* individual, unleashing chaos across heaven and earth, a maelstrom of blood and turmoil that ignited countless heroic souls and streams of Dao light.

"Revenge has been exacted! He killed a 'road's end' level monster?!" someone stammered, trembling.

What an utterly astonishing feat! How many have ever witnessed a 'road's end' level Immortal Emperor throughout history, let alone a life-and-death struggle at such a caliber?

"True Self, you truly regarded me as a mere coordinate, a faint lighthouse at the edge of an endless crimson ocean, all for the sole purpose of guiding you back."

On Earth, that incomplete Immortal Emperor entity, representing the dark aspect of the past, spoke with intense emotion, filled with deep resentment.

He felt a sense of tragic sorrow, believing he had only survived because he could serve as an early warning system, an important coordinate.

Otherwise, he might have been utterly annihilated back then, never living to see this day.

"You are me, and I am you; there is no distinction between us. You worry needlessly," a faint voice resonated from beyond the world.

Even for that peerless and invincible being, it was incredibly difficult to transmit messages across countless grand worlds, across the crimson ocean, and across the very Heavens, to reach all realms.

"Heh, you still haven't returned after all. Before that happens, you can't interfere with what I choose to do, can you?" The black hand on Earth chuckled faintly.

"What are you going to do?!" barked the Dog Emperor.

Everyone present was extremely tense, wondering if this ancient, semi-darkened entity truly intended to strike at them.

"As I said, I'd very much like to cast all of you into the dark abyss. And of course, I'd even more like to swat *him* dead." From the blue planet, a colossal, pitch-black hand extended outwards.

Everyone knew he wanted to crush Chu Feng!

This was because Chu Feng's face bore a resemblance to that formidable and malevolent individual!

Chu Feng was utterly speechless, choked with disbelief. Whom had he provoked? This was an entirely undeserved calamity.

At this critical juncture, he was also profoundly puzzled and incredibly curious: why such a coincidence? Why did he resemble that fearsome individual?

What hidden truth lay beneath this uncanny resemblance?

The colossal black hand moved slowly, even leisurely, yet it engulfed the entire starry sky, exuding an overwhelming pressure that made the surrounding stars tremble, threatening to plummet, and the very galaxy seemed on the verge of exploding!

Clearly, the black hand on Earth harbored a deep obsession. Normally, there would be no need for it to personally extend a hand; it could simply obliterate Chu Feng instantly.

Now, it was merely driven by ancient grievances, deliberately inflicting a crushing psychological blow upon Chu Feng.

"Attack!" Jiudao Yi roared decisively. There was nothing more to say; at this point, only an all-out fight to the death remained. He had prepared himself mentally before arriving.

Furthermore, he was rather expectant and excited, eager to see if the Exploded Heaven Diagram would summon someone.

However, a single sigh caused the entire space-time to freeze, immobilizing everyone, including the colossal, pitch-black hand that overshadowed the cosmos.

It, too, solidified, unmoving and rigid in its position.

"As I've said, you and I are one. I never used you as a mere coordinate. If you revive, completely eliminate the darkness, and undergo this metamorphosis to unify with me, we will be even stronger."

A faint whisper resonated throughout the universe, originating from beyond the mundane world, almost inaudible.

Frigid galaxies and rotating stars all came to a standstill, including Immortal Kings and Dao Ancestors, who were all suspended motionless in the void.

The flow of time seemed to have been reduced to zero; everyone's thoughts halted, their minds a complete blank.

Only when that being's voice sounded once more did the consciousness of the various kings begin to stir, allowing them to think again.

At this moment, people trembled with fear. What an utterly terrifying power this was?

The "true self" of the ancient Emperor, let alone returning to all realms, had, in fact, not even reached the High Heavens yet.

In the scarlet ocean composed of countless universes, waves surged beneath his feet as grand worlds rose and fell, experiencing creation and destruction. He traversed this expanse upon a bamboo raft.

This crimson ocean, which even Immortal Emperors found difficult to traverse, was unimaginably terrifying!

Even from such an immense distance, he could interfere with the real world? It was simply inconceivable!

"Impossible! Across the High Heavens, across the Sacrificial Sea, you cannot return, let alone descend. Naturally, you shouldn't be able to wield such immense power. Why have you frozen me?"

The black hand on Earth was alarmed, truly unable to comprehend.

Even a 'road's end' level being, if too far away and obstructed by certain unique regions, should not be able to interfere with the local world in such a manner.

Especially the Sacrificial Sea, which is fraught with peril and where even Immortal Emperors can easily get lost. It is immeasurably vast, and every wave within it is composed of destructive substances, abysses from beyond the world, and grand realms that have been ritually sacrificed.

That place is famously known as the Sacrifice Grounds of Immortal Emperors!

"Because I am you; this is a resonance of the mind," the indistinct voice transmitted from beyond the world.

"Nonsense! You must have left behind a contingency plan back then, and now you're controlling my physical body!" The black hand on Earth retorted, filled with indignation.

Yet, as he contemplated the other party, he vaguely sensed something of the "true self"—experiences that seemed to belong to both the other party and himself.

"You... you truly killed an Immortal Emperor-level being, annihilated a 'road's end' monster?" He found it genuinely hard to believe.

No one understood better than he how incredibly difficult it was to locate the so-called Source of Misfortune.

Even a 'road's end' level powerhouse from a brilliant evolutionary civilization could spend several epochs searching and still not necessarily discover that peculiar place.

In fact, even if clues were occasionally found, a hasty intrusion would most likely lead to certain death, with no possibility of emerging alive.

Tragedies had occurred there during the most ancient times!

"I killed one!" The ancient Emperor from beyond the world confirmed with certainty that he had indeed dealt with a 'road's end' level monster.

The semi-darkened being on Earth was profoundly shocked, while everyone else could only listen in a state of stunned numbness.

Naturally, the various kings present were also immensely eager to know the entire process, hoping to learn more about the Source of Misfortune, the 'road's end' level monsters, and that particular battle.

Because these revelations were truly world-shattering, enough to shake the entirety of ancient history.

"Although I searched for a very long time, likely more than an epoch, I never actually entered the Source of Misfortune. I merely located a general area and waited outside, patiently anticipating the hunt," the voice from beyond the world explained to the black hand on Earth.

"You didn't enter?" The semi-darkened being was surprised, then felt a sense of relief. In its view, even finding the entrance would only lead to certain death upon entry.

Heaven only knew how many 'road's end' level bizarre monsters resided at the Source of Misfortune. Furthermore, his own conjecture suggested there should be even more terrifying entities there.

"That place is like a rat's nest, connecting and interlinking with various realms everywhere. I simply waited outside."

This explanation made sense; otherwise, his feat would have been truly defying the heavens.

However, to describe these bizarre monsters as "rats" revealed a truly uninhibited character. To what extent did he disdain these ominous and invincible beings?

The reality was, of course, far different. That place was undeniably fraught with extreme peril; calling it the most terrifying place in the world would be no exaggeration!

One only needed to know that even supreme beings perished upon entering there for everything to be understood!

"Senior, can you hear me? Could you possibly tell me... where did he go?" Jiudao Yi suddenly spoke, his voice trembling.

Everyone knew whom he was inquiring about.

Beyond the world, the ancient Emperor, infinitely distant, traversing the Sacrificial Sea on a bamboo raft of the Great Dao, confronting waves capable of annihilating grand worlds, suddenly seemed to fall into a daze.

Bridging the boundless Sacrificial Sea and the High Heavens, akin to spanning countless ancient histories and innumerable timelines of evolving civilizations, manifesting under such conditions was incredibly difficult. Yet, he still responded.

"I followed behind him, and indeed saw many traces..."