Chapter 1650: History Rewrite

That unfathomable Ancestor had his physical body shattered by Desolate's single sword strike! However, beings of this caliber are ultimately difficult to destroy. The explosion of his body was only a fleeting injury. The other nine Ancestors stepped forward in unison, preventing Desolate from inflicting further heavy damage.

From the blood mist, the Ancestor reformed his true body, still devoid of emotion. "There's no hurry," he stated. "The 'feast' will eventually begin, and the last enemies will fall here. We are merely savoring this moment, for in the future, there will be no opponents like you."

"Desolate, perhaps you have another option: join us and become one of the inauspicious sources you speak of. What do you say? Together, we can savor the boundless beauty of the river of time and admire the magnificent landscapes of this grand world." He showed no anger, remaining cold and calm; the recent explosion of his flesh meant nothing to him.

"We also possess the primordial substance that is the source of the ominous power. We can offer it to you, allowing you to transform and become one of us. Perhaps, this will enable you to become the Ultimate Ancestor!"

Desolate's response was to step forward, walking alone, sword in hand. Brilliant sword light pierced through heaven and earth, illuminating all of ancient history and faintly revealing glimpses of the future!

The Ten Ancestors frowned, confronting him together. Power surpassing the Path's End realm permeated the air, resisting the sword light.

"You are indeed formidable and terrifying, but you cannot kill me now. Even in the direst of circumstances, I can revive from the ancestral land. Furthermore, today all Ancestors have emerged precisely for anomalies like you; destiny is on our side!" He spoke blandly and indifferently, then, along with the other nine Ancestors, took a step back, not wishing to engage Desolate in a duel at this moment.

They ceased their conversation with Desolate, and one of the Ancestors turned his gaze to Emperor Ye, addressing him.

"And you, young man of the Ye surname, you are far more powerful than we imagined. Many years ago, you slew one of our Path's End beings, and even the ancestral plateau could not revive him. What remarkable skill; your methods truly astounded us. As for that Empress, her growth potential is formidable, and her speed in breaking through major realm barriers is incredibly swift. She even killed an Immortal Emperor with her bare hands, consigning him to eternal oblivion, so much so that the ancestral land can no longer sense his presence."

"All of you are anomalies, rising too quickly and violently; you must be eliminated!" All ten Ancestors fixed their gaze on Emperor Ye. Only beings of their endless lifespan, having lived through countless epochs, and whose origins were unknown, would dare address him as "young man of the Ye surname."

At that moment, Emperor Ye's fist began to glow, emitting a deafening roar. Special dao patterns flickered, severing the River of Time and causing even the Ancestor-level beings to tremble deeply. The Ancestor who had spoken involuntarily retreated. He did not wish to face the young man of the Ye surname alone, fearing he might not be able to withstand such an invincible Emperor's fist and be torn apart. While the disintegration of one's body once or twice meant nothing to beings of their level, it would undeniably tarnish their invincible reputation.

"Indeed, it exceeded our expectations. Your path of growth has been shrouded in mist. Unbeknownst to us, you have reached a point where you can contend with us as equals, while your true body remains in seclusion, using clones to traverse the world." The Ancestors, who emerged from the edge of the plateau, considered these anomalies their final threat. After their deductions, they had now located the clones, thereby confirming the main body, and on this day, they would eliminate all future troubles permanently. They were not in a hurry to act. Once these anomalies were eliminated, they would have no more opponents in this life. It seemed they were "bidding farewell," not immediately harvesting their final, glorious triumph.

"Young man of the Ye surname, your life has been extraordinarily brilliant, leaving behind countless glorious legends. But what truly moved and astonished us was that one of your descendants was virtually destined to become an Immortal Emperor, yet she voluntarily relinquished that path. What an achievement, to simply abandon it and depart. Two Immortal Emperors from a single lineage—truly unbelievable!" an Ancestor sighed. Across all realms, countless individuals from various races were stunned to hear his lament. Two Immortal Emperors from one family? It was utterly unimaginable, like something from a myth. How incredibly powerful was Emperor Ye's bloodline, to achieve such a feat!

The imposing figure standing in the void, whose glowing fists caused the great worlds in all directions to hum, spoke with extreme indifference: "Are you merely boasting? Displaying the power of the ominous land?" Upon hearing this, everyone felt as if plunged into an icy abyss. Indeed, upon closer reflection, the beings of the ominous land truly instilled boundless terror, with ten Ancestors and a similar number of Path's End beings.

One of the ominous Ancestors shook his head. "It's different," he stated. "As of today, you are destined for destruction, so there's nothing left to conceal. The strength of our race stems entirely from the primordial substance—that ancient, inscrutable ash... It originates from an unimaginably invincible source of power, and it is what has ensured the eternal prosperity of the ominous land. Furthermore, what you refer to as the ominous race was not a single race before receiving the primordial substance. Instead, its members originated from various races. It was only after being corrupted by the primordial substance—the very inauspicious source you speak of—that they underwent strange transformations and coalesced into a single race." People were stunned, utterly horrified.

Regarding the origin of the ominous, what exactly was this so-called 'ash' substance? How could it create such a powerful group of beings in the ominous land, whom no one could suppress or slay? "So, your descendant was qualified to become an Immortal Emperor but chose to forgo it, truly astonishing the world," an Ancestor remarked indifferently.

Behind them, the Dog Emperor, Corpse, and others looked incredibly somber. They thought of that child, a brilliant woman named Ye Qingxian. To return to ancient times and establish a unique communicative bridge for Emperor Ye and Emperor Desolate, she bore immense karma. Even with the protection of two great Heavenly Emperors, preventing her from being erased despite defying time, other terrifying and immense karmic consequences awaited. Anyone who dared to alter the past, to reshape the entire ancient history of humanity from its very origin, was destined to endure immeasurable calamity! Even with Desolate's strength and Emperor Ye's desperate protection, she still endured too many tribulations. What's more, Ancestors became aware and unleashed their invincible power. It was a tragedy that this woman, bright as morning light, a direct descendant of Emperor Ye, had her cultivation repeatedly eroded until her foundation completely crumbled, leading to her death and the dissolution of her form. In that era, Emperor Ye remained silent for a period, sitting alone amidst shattered ruins, allowing time to corrode and rot his battle robe. Only then did he softly whisper the name of his descendant. It was an era steeped in tragedy, a terrifying age of chaos that left even Heavenly Emperors heartbroken.

"I truly wonder, did your heart bleed when such an astonishing descendant willingly embraced death? A woman destined to become an Immortal Emperor. Countless eras have passed; have you ever managed to project her into the present world? I believe it's utterly impossible. The karma she bore was too immense; she was destined for eternal oblivion, her very soul and bones decayed into dust!" The ominous Ancestor's words struck Emperor Ye's heart like sharp blades. That was his most beloved descendant; could her radiant smile ever again grace the world?!

"Anomalies, your suffering is predetermined, and your tragedies are eerily similar. The pattern of two emperors from one lineage—Desolate has experienced it too. His own child rose powerfully, on the cusp of that final step, only to be personally slain by me. And your Ye clan is no different. Two families, intertwined and brilliant, representing the only two radiant eras—alas, neither ultimately achieved such a fabled legacy, both meeting the same sorrowful end." After the ominous Ancestor finished speaking, all races were left in stunned silence, their words rendered pale and meaningless. What more could possibly be said? The two Heavenly Emperors had lost far too much!

"It is time for everything to end. Previously, the Ten Ancestors never emerged together; it was to temper our race. But you have startled us; you are indeed anomalies. Now that we are aware, we must go all out to extinguish all crises in their infancy and eradicate them completely!" An Ancestor stated coldly, finally showing a ripple of emotion, accompanied by boundless killing intent!

"You are afraid!" Emperor Ye declared.

"Yes, this time, we were genuinely alarmed. We awoke abruptly from our deep slumber, our hearts pounding, our instincts telling us that a grave disaster, one concerning life and death, might be upon us! What most shocked and disturbed us was that, while in slumber, we all dreamt of the same scenario." Ancestors are not supposed to dream, yet at that moment, they had a premonition and, in a hazy state, collectively experienced a vivid and terrifying dream.

"In this dream, we vaguely saw you two anomalies lying dormant in a mysterious place, patiently awaiting the passage of time. Then, one day, you inexplicably appeared in the ancestral plateau, bringing a multitude of followers and unleashing a massacre upon us." Although the dream was hazy and they only saw fragmented scenes, it felt incredibly real, as if it had already transpired or was destined to occur in the future! In that dream, Desolate appeared even stronger; his true body, having been in dormancy, arrived in person, sweeping through with a sword-embryo, slaying three Ancestors consecutively, while the young man of the Ye surname also killed two Ancestors. There was also a very indistinct figure, crying and laughing, seemingly deranged, who also slew an Ancestor. This sight genuinely horrified the ominous Ancestors, making their scalps tingle, and jolted them awake.

"A terrifying dream. We witnessed six Ancestors perish, while the other four remained unseen. Could they have been slain beforehand?" One Ancestor spoke eerily, stating that the dream had sent chills down their spines. Thus, upon their resurgence, they jointly performed deductions, determined to eradicate all anomalies at the earliest opportunity.

"Ridiculous. You believe in dreams? Daydreaming leads to night dreams. How deep is your fear?" Corpse, from the great world behind them, couldn't help but whisper. The ominous Ancestor looked at Heavenly Horn Ant, the Dog Emperor, Corpse, the Battle Saint Ape, and the others, stating flatly: "In the dream, all of you appeared, pursuing our descendants. And while you are all individuals who should be dead, it is now confirmed that you are alive, and your faces precisely match those figures from our dream, proving that the dream was not false. In that dream, we were the vanquished, and you, as victors, annihilated our race! Perhaps that was our true ultimate fate. However, due to unfathomable reasons, the entire space-time continuum was disrupted and has since been reshaped, granting us the opportunity to rewrite our destiny. Now it appears destiny favors us, having given us an early warning. Everything will change, and the fate of the ancestral plateau will be entirely reshaped!"