Chapter 1652: 祭道(免费)

Everyone fell out, the escape routes shattered, and the entire world cracked, leaving no one able to escape.

A black wall, impossibly high, rose into the sky, cutting off the only path to survival. It loomed like a black mountain across the heavens, insurmountable and radiating an ominous aura. It obscured the sun and moon, plunging the world into darkness, pressing down on people's hearts as if physically, making them feel suffocated!

"Why bother? What's the point? Everything is already fated. You cannot escape; there is no hope of survival, neither in heaven nor on earth," an Ancestor declared, looking down upon everyone. Then, turning to the Empress specifically, he added, "Whether you came or not, it's all the same. When the Great Reckoning arrives, all Emperors across the worlds will be utterly annihilated."

Following this, the Sea of Time seemed to boil, stars shifted, and landscapes transformed in an instant that felt like an eternity. Amidst a roaring sound, all worlds resonated. The Great Thousand Worlds and infinite cosmic timelines wailed and trembled, as if all of existence, from ancient times to the present, was on the verge of collapse. To the horrified and astonished gazes of all, blurred objects appeared behind the Ten Ancestors, making them seem even more eerie, unfathomable, and utterly terrifying. They were ten ancient coffins!

Some coffins astonishingly teemed with life, growing branches adorned with brilliant leaves, each leaf capable of containing a truly complete cosmic starry sky. Other coffins were forged from dozens, even hundreds, of different mother metals, all primary metals fused into one, surpassing all limits to become incredible artifacts that caused the Grand Dao itself to incinerate into nothingness in their presence.

With the ten ancient coffins appearing behind them, the Ancestors' demeanor completely transformed, becoming even more inscrutable. Their entire beings exuded the aura of ominous origins.

Clang! The ten ancient coffins vibrated in unison, each opening a corner. Subsequently, all the heavens and myriad worlds wailed, as if unable to bear the mysterious and fearsome substance. From different coffins, unique special mists drifted out, then poured onto the bodies of the corresponding Ancestors.

From one ancient coffin flowed black ashes, an inconceivable substance that gradually transformed into a black mist upon exiting the coffin. As it neared the Ancestor's body, it turned into black blood and merged with him, seemingly transforming him imperceptibly and terrifyingly boosting his power. From another coffin, grey matter rose, then a grey mist spread, enveloping the Ancestor in front of it. Yet another coffin emitted ashes with a faint golden luster, shrouding the Ancestor before it. His body turned golden-yellow, making his grotesque face, covered in thick long fur, appear even more blinding and radiate a horrifying glow.

From the ten ancient coffins, different ash substances overflowed, converging upon the Ten Ancestors, making their aura exceptionally terrifying and distinctly changed.

In that shattered Great World, Dog Emperor, Jiudao Yi, Ten Crown King, Heavenly Horned Ant, Li Da, and others all felt a profound trepidation, their faces etched with shock, feeling an immense oppression in their hearts. They knew: this was the Ancestors' full, peak form! During the previous war in the Yang Realm, countless people had fallen into despair, crying out for Huang. When he first appeared, he had whispered, "I have always been here!" At that time, as he revealed his presence, people discovered he had constantly been confronting and fiercely battling three Ancestors. And behind those three Ancestors he confronted, each had an ancient coffin, the source of their eerie power. Now, the Ancestors had appeared, and their coffins had finally emerged, signifying that they were truly going all out against Huang and Ye, destined for a fight to the death.

Huang did not strike immediately, knowing that the coffins and the individuals were fundamentally one, inseparable. After so many years of combat, he had already seen through their true nature. The source of the ten individuals' power stemmed from the substances within the coffins; they had merged into one. Instead, he wanted to observe the deeper essence of the connection between the coffins and the Ancestors.

"To gain something, you must pay a price; everything has a cost," an Ancestor spoke, his face covered in thick, blood-colored fur, utterly terrifying. He seemed to be enduring great pain. Even though he had merged with the substance of ominous origins, being eroded by such intensely concentrated power now caused him to display such an expression. "Huang, Ye, in truth, you are better suited for this primordial substance. We can only endure it to this extent, but perhaps you could fully accept it without any pain. Why not reconsider joining us, to gaze upon the magnificent mountains and rivers of the Great Thousand Universes, to admire that picturesque tapestry of worlds together?"

Huang ignored them, while Ye's eyes were cold. How could they accept the primordial substance? If they did, even beings as powerful as them would transform into monsters, losing themselves!

"Another age has passed, Huang. Let me gauge just how strong you truly are!" That Ancestor, whose body bore mottled black bloodstains and was covered in thick long fur, stepped forward, making his first aggressive move today. Although they had confronted each other for countless ages, their full-scale battles in recent antiquity had been few. Now, he was very serious, preparing to launch an attack. In his hand, he held an an iron rod, pockmarked and dented from impacts, yet it emanated a chilling aura. Such a weapon was so potent that even divine chains of the Grand Dao could not approach it, shattering completely outside its presence. Like the Ancestors themselves, this was a weapon of destruction that transcended the 'Dao.' That iron rod seemed capable of crushing infinite universes, and mottled imperial blood on it had not yet dried! It was the blood of supreme Dao-End realm beings who had perished under this iron rod many eons ago, revealing the tragedies of one era after another. This weapon carried no malevolent aura, nor did it contain any Dao principles, yet it was even more soul-shattering. Even Quasi-Immortal Emperors would collapse if they approached it.

Facing such a formidable enemy, carrying an ancient coffin and approaching in his full peak form, Huang remained calm and collected. With one hand, he raised his sword embryo horizontally, pointing it at the Ancestor. In an instant, he then pointed consecutively at three other individuals! Pointing at four Ancestors in a row—what was he doing? At first, a few people were confused, but the next moment they understood: Huang was going to fight four peak-form Ancestors by himself?!

Ultimately, the three Ancestors who had previously confronted him stepped forward, while the fourth remained unmoving, watching the silent yet incredibly formidable Desolate Heavenly Emperor coldly from a distance. There was no sound, but everyone instantly felt the world turn upside down, as if ancient and modern times had fractured. Only then did they realize that the great battle had erupted in a distant realm beyond the mundane world.

Huang surpassed all speed,溯流 through the river of time, raising his sword and attacking the three. His world-shattering sword light rent all things, shattered the primordial chaotic ground, and engulfed the three Ancestors. Sparks flew, as weapons clashed and powerhouses dueled. The primordial chaos beyond all worlds boiled, then instantly dried up, evaporated!

Of the three Ancestors, one wielded a terrifying iron rod, obliterating everything. Even the Grand Dao was inferior to that level and could not approach him. Clang! In a blinding flash, sword and iron rod collided. In an instant, billions of rays of light scattered, grinding down heaven and earth, and even splitting open the Sea of Time.

Boom! Another Ancestor had no weapon; his entire being transformed into mist, engulfing Huang. Only when the great mist churned did a golden, scaly hand and the Desolate Heavenly Emperor's left fist materialize, clashing fiercely. So-called immortal bodies and eternal golden forms were insignificant before the Ancestor covered in golden substance. No matter how strong a physique or Dao principle, they were utterly outmatched compared to him. Golden and ominous mists billowed. This Ancestor's glowing fist and arm, covered in scales, shattered a part of the established evolutionary path with every strike, intending to obliterate Huang from his very origin! Alas, the Desolate Heavenly Emperor's fist-light was as terrifying and unparalleled as the sword in his hand. As his fist-light swept by, it was like the first ray of light, existing since ancient times, illuminating eternal darkness, pouring into the present and shining upon the future, boundless in its brilliance. Amidst terrifying collisions, the Ancestor's fist bled and trembled incessantly, and the dense mist rolled back.

Clang! Saber light swept across heaven and earth, like countless galaxies plummeting. It was the third Ancestor striking, aiming to slay Huang. The gleaming saber light covered the realm beyond the mundane world.

Huang, battling three Ancestors alone, was incomparably valiant. Though silent, his domineering and invincible stance was fully displayed, single-handedly shocking the three Ancestors. Amidst the fist-light and the radiance of the iron rod and universe-slashing saber, he moved freely beyond the world, unstoppable, single-handedly slaying toward three unfathomable beings.

"Kill!" Heavenly Horned Ant, Jiudao Yi, Ten Crown King, and others felt the same way. Though they could not fully perceive the battle, they could feel Huang's emotions, wishing they could take his place and rush into that battlefield unreachable by outsiders. They roared, clenching their fists, their bodies trembling with excitement. This was a peerless confrontation, the rarest great duel from ancient times to the present. How many throughout history could have witnessed it? This was an epoch-making battle; even Dao-End realm beings would have their pupils contract and hair stand on end upon seeing it. A decisive battle between beings of this level could last for tens of thousands of years, or it could conclude in an instant, depending on whether they used every means to fight or battled fiercely until their origins were exhausted.

In the terrifying battle, Huang was like a Kunpeng spreading its wings, or an Ancestral Dragon turning back with regret. His power was mighty and irresistible; he dominated the entire fight. He was born in response to a calamity, emerging from the darkest and bloodiest eras to reach this day, born to fight, living to contend! The battle was extremely brutal. The ominous blood of the three Ancestors splattered, and Huang also bled. Beings of this level, fighting with all their might and holding nothing back, far exceeded mortal imagination. So-called Dao principles and the like were useless to them. At this level, they had long ago burned away all Dao principles, making them stronger than Dao-End realm beings, truly transcending. Although this level had not unimaginably surpassed the Immortal Emperor realm and might not yet constitute a complete major realm on its own, it was not yet perfect. However, if one were to force a name, it could be called—Sacrificial Dao. Burning away rules, order, and the like, sacrificing the supreme Grand Dao—only then could one truly achieve the ultimate sublimation, becoming invincible!

Pffft! Finally, the three Ancestors froze in place. Two of them were covered in cracks, caused by dazzling sword light; they exploded in an instant. The last one was completely shattered and disintegrated by the fist light, his blood mist instantly evaporated, and his ominous body annihilated. Their coffins blurred and vanished. Unfortunately, beings of this level were too difficult to kill; they were not truly annihilated, but merely blasted apart by Huang during this fierce battle and gauging of the opponent.

Huang himself was heavily wounded, with several horrifying blood holes on his body, some caused by the iron rod piercing through, others by fists. He was also slowly disintegrating, unable to maintain the integrity of his physical body. At the last moment, before his form disintegrated, he unleashed a powerful sword strike. The Ancestor who had been standing on the sidelines, previously pointed at by his sword but who had not engaged, was suddenly cleaved open by the Desolate Heavenly Emperor from the brow, blood spurting, his body split into two halves, Ancestor blood flowing everywhere! Pffft! Only then did Huang completely transform into a cloud of blood mist, ultimately unable to prevent his body from collapsing.

"No!" Jiudao Yi cried out, his eyes bloodshot, unable to believe it. Huang, who had always been invincible in the world, crushing all opponents, was today jointly slain. This was the first time people had seen Huang in such a passive state. For countless ages, he had never been defeated. Just thinking of him brought reassurance, fearlessness toward the future, and no dread of eerie and dark invasions. No matter how desperate the situation, the thought of him would bring peace of mind. But now, people realized that Huang's situation was too difficult. If the Ancestors combined forces, they posed a fatal threat to him. Had he, all these years, been enduring such brutal battles where his physical body could disintegrate at any moment?!

The Ancestor whose body was cleaved by Huang's final sword strike instantly healed his two halves. A horrifying light emanated from his eyes. Huang, at the very last moment, had delivered such a blow, splitting him open just before disintegrating, making him feel humiliated by being caught off guard. However, such beings were ultimately transcendent. In an instant, he became cold and emotionless again, with no emotional fluctuations, simply locking onto Huang, who was reappearing from the blood mist. The other three Ancestors recovered their forms later than Huang.

Ye also moved, successively blasting apart the Immortal Emperors blocking his path, then turning back to fight alongside Huang, standing shoulder to shoulder, facing the Ancestors together. Since he could not send the people away, though he felt regret and sadness, it did not affect his combat resolve. He decisively returned, ready for a decisive battle with the Ancestors. Furthermore, he would take the initiative to attack and slay the Ancestors! For years, he had never truly engaged in a full-scale bloodbath with an Ancestor. Now, accompanied by his roar, terrifying and brilliant fist light engulfed heaven and earth, blood essence surged upwards, covering the firmament, and blasted forward.

The fierce battle fully erupted! After an immeasurable span of time, Emperor Ye once again attacked without reservation, aiming to kill Ancestors, ready for a bloody battle in the world! He wasn't targeting just one Ancestor; for his first duel with such beings, he wanted to draw in two or three of them. Ultimately, two Ancestors, supremely indifferent with killing intent blazing in their eyes, directly entered the fray to confront him!

One Ancestor, covered in white beast fur, like a resurrected zombie from countless eons past, stepped from a blurred realm into the present. He came empty-handed, his heavy footsteps causing the primeval chaotic lands beyond the world to explode and neighboring great universes to crack, as if all of ancient existence was on the verge of destruction. Merely this being walking forward, emerging from the plateau carrying a coffin, caused such a terrifying phenomenon. Another being wore fragmented armor, with dried, defiled blood congealed on it, and decayed soil from a coffin-burial ground clung to his body, making him resemble a resurrected vengeful spirit approaching the present world. In his hand, he held a blood-dripping iron halberd. The fearsome weapon had no luster, incredibly dull, but the fresh imperial blood dripping from it spoke of everything from the past. Behind him, there was also an ancient coffin. As he approached, the rivers of time across all worlds broke, and the Great Thousand Worlds seemed to freeze in that instant; this being was immensely powerful!

Whoosh! The first to strike was the Ancestor with the iron halberd. His blinding light swept past, causing countless universes to crack, each seemingly mercilessly cleaved in two. All this was caused by merely a trace of qi emanating from the aftershock of the iron halberd! The only saving grace was that the main battlefield was far from the Great Thousand Universes, located in a realm beyond the mundane world, so the affected cosmic worlds were mostly fragmented, desolate places.

Clang! With the sound of a cauldron's hum, a great cauldron of blood essence appeared before Ye, coalescing like a real weapon, directly blocking the terrifying iron halberd. Simultaneously, Emperor Ye's invincible fist-light erupted. He himself was like a dragon emerging from an abyss, overwhelmingly powerful and fearless, charging directly at the two Ancestors.

A fierce battle erupted! After infinite ages, people once again witnessed the invincible bearing of Emperor Ye! He was incomparably divine and courageous. Even facing Ancestors carrying ancient coffins, contending against peak-state terrifying enemies, he remained calm and composed. His fist-prints swept across all worlds, his spirit grand and majestic, and with his bare hands, he struck the iron halberd, which transcended the Grand Dao realm, making sparks fly, denting it, and leaving it incomplete. Bang! The crimson great cauldron soared across the sky, almost engulfing one Ancestor. Wisps of blood essence descended from within the cauldron like silken ribbons, aiming to suppress and slay the peerless Ancestor. Many were moved to tears; Dog Emperor, Corpse Immortal, Saint Prince, and others nearly roared out loud. Countless eras had passed, long eons had flowed by, and they once again witnessed the invincible presence of Emperor Ye! In a trance, people felt as if they were transported back in time, to when Emperor Ye entered forbidden zones, suppressed chaos, and single-handedly made all enemies tremble in silent awe. The Heavenly Emperor traversed time, rising powerfully from the Ancient Desolate Era all the way to the present, engaging in a peerless struggle with the terrifying Ancestors emerging from the end of the plateau. The Heavenly Emperor's fist continuously unleashed beams of light, and the blood essence cauldron roared, clashing fiercely with the two Ancestors. The clanging sounds shook all of time and space, causing all realms to tremble. Near the realm beyond the mundane, countless shattered great universes came into being and perished because of his fist light. One punch rose, creating heaven and earth; one punch fell, bringing desolation to all things.

The Ancestor covered in snow-white beast fur was renowned for his astonishingly formidable physique. His entire body glowed with blinding intensity, turning incandescent white, as if forged from brilliant chaotic immortal gold—imperishable, indestructible, and unyielding. His fists were radiant and terrifying, constantly breaking the Grand Dao, tearing apart many evolutionary paths. Wherever his fist light went, even mere residual streams of light pierced through the nearby Great Thousand Worlds. Yet, even this Ancestor with a terrifying physique had his fists bleeding, his flesh blurred, and then on the verge of exploding. This was because Emperor Ye's fist-prints were even more formidable than his, suppressing his fist light, causing cracks to appear on his body, and Ancestor blood to splatter.

This was a peerless battle that shocked both ancient and modern times. Ye fought fiercely against two Ancestors, continuously engaging them, reaching a white-hot intensity! Each of them fought with all their might, and it was clear that Ye held the upper hand. Finally, amidst blinding fist light and clashes with the Ancestors' fists and iron halberd, both sides dueled with all their might, staining the outer realm with blood. With two sudden blasts, the two Ancestors were shattered by Ye, completely exploding in the field, blood and fragmented bones scattering everywhere. Just now, they had each displayed their full capabilities, fighting to the absolute limit! And Ye's body was also covered in cracks, showing signs of collapse, on the verge of exploding. Yet, he continued to advance with difficulty, never yielding, his will as iron, charging towards the other Ancestors ahead.

In this situation, the other Ancestors were already prepared; no further surprises could occur. Especially the Ancestor who had been cleaved in half by Huang's last sword strike, his face twitched, and his pupils were incredibly cold. With the intervention of the other Ancestors, Ye's body finally could not endure, and it too was destroyed, becoming a cloud of blood mist, staining the chaotic ancient ground crimson. In battles of this magnitude, any words seemed pale; without a doubt, this was the ultimate battle! When Ye's body reappeared, the two Ancestors opposite him gradually reformed, their expressions incredibly grim. Their ancient coffins, which had vanished behind them, also reappeared.

Silence! For a long time, neither side spoke. In that fractured realm, where the atmosphere was incredibly tense, Jiudao Yi, Heavenly Horned Ant, Dog Emperor, Ten Crown King, Corpse Immortal, and others, though once excited, ultimately felt an unspeakable suppression. Because the Ten Ancestors were backed by the mysterious plateau, even if they truly perished, they could revive and reappear! But Huang and Ye did not possess such an unresolvable reliance.

An Ancestor finally spoke: "At our level, we already understand each other's foundations. There are no secrets at this tier. There's no distinction between a clone and the main body. I presume your true forms have transferred all their combat power to your clones, and your main bodies are now merely stationed in unknown secret lands, ensuring your true selves remain eternally imperishable. Even if your clones perish in battle, your main bodies can, given enough time, recover their cultivation. However, today, once we sacrifice your clones, we can follow the threads of causality to find your main bodies, or even activate secret techniques to locate your true forms beforehand. Therefore, let your true forms come forth willingly. It might still add some strength to your current selves, otherwise, you will have no chance at all!"