Chapter 1654: Blood Glow Illuminates the Human World, Once Invincibly Brilliant

The true forms of Huang and Ye appeared, shaking heaven and earth, and the realms beyond. Although their figures were majestic and their eyes like stars, radiating unparalleled power, the Ancestors' words were not without basis – Huang and Ye were in a very poor state.

Everyone was very tense, their hearts filled with an ominous premonition. In a daze, people seemed to see a blood-stained scroll unfolding, a desolate and irreversible end, signifying that everything would conclude. The curtain had not yet fallen, but people already felt it in their hearts; their noses stung as a wave of sorrow welled up within them. At this moment, some vaguely seemed to witness the two figures standing at the forefront tragically collapsing into a pool of blood, an unacceptable outcome.

The true forms of Huang and Ye stood firm at the very front, their figures tall and erect, like two brilliant, unparalleled battle spears piercing the void. Their sharp edges were fully revealed as they directly faced the Ten Ancestors.

"The course of history has changed," Huang said softly, with regret and unwillingness. The vision he had once seen in his deductions, of slaying all the Ancestors, faded completely before his eyes. Finally, only resolve remained in his eyes. Since the general trend had already shifted, what good was further thought? Wringing his hands and sighing was not his character.

"We have been here before, and we have no regrets!" Ye's voice was not loud, but it was powerful. Throughout his life, he had risen from the Primordial Era, surviving a hundred battles to quell chaos until this very day. He looked back with no regrets.

Huang and Ye looked back together. They saw old acquaintances, brothers who had shared life and death with them, and followers who had journeyed with them. There was a final reluctance to part. However, they had to turn to face the Ancestors in battle, vowing to take several of them down.

"You aren't planning to suddenly send a group of people away during the battle, are you?" an Ancestor asked. Given Huang and Ye's characters, this was highly probable; even at a bloody cost, they would create an opportunity for those people to escape. Now, with the Ancestor's words, that path was blocked.

"If you make any move," another Ancestor warned, "we will naturally unleash a full-force attack, destroying the Great Thousand Universe. I believe those people will have no chance of survival. Your battlefield should only be here with us."

The Strange Ancestor was aggressive, stating those possibilities and forcing Huang and Ye's true forms not to act rashly.

"Huang!""Ye!""Emperor Huang!""Emperor Ye!"...

In the shattered great world, countless people roared, their eyes red. They knew that today might be the last time they would see the two Celestial Emperors. The Strange Ancestors were backed by the mysterious plateau, making them eternally unresolvable! The upcoming battle might be the last display of Emperor Huang and Emperor Ye's power. After this, they would no longer be seen in the human world. People roared, but they were powerless and helpless.

"I am with you all, we advance and retreat together!"

In the distance, the Empress was approaching, step by step. Behind her, Path-End level beings exploded, and some lay dead in the void, stained with blood. An Ancestor glanced over and discovered that an Immortal Emperor of the Strange race had been killed by the Empress using unknown means. This time, it wasn't a simple disintegration of the body; they were truly dead!

This was shocking. The peerless Empress had always been powerful and unfathomable. Since her appearance and engagement in battle, she had directly and publicly slain a Path-End level being, supposedly indestructible, in such a short time! What methods did she use, and what price did she pay?! Everyone's heart trembled, and then a sky-shattering cheer erupted in the shattered great world. The Strange Ancestors' expressions were grim, while the other nine Emperors felt a tremor in their hearts, their pupils rapidly contracting.

Unfortunately, to everyone's dismay, lightning flashed and thunder roared in the Land of Calamity, light shone brightly, and an endless amount of strange matter boiled up. That Path-End level being... revived on the plateau. People were speechless, unable to accept this outcome. Even so, the strong individuals of the Strange race remained silent, their expressions grim. An Immortal Emperor had just been truly slain by the Empress. This was the first time today that a master of their race had revived and reappeared by leveraging that strange land.

The White-Clad Empress drew closer, each step seemingly spanning an era, bringing boundless power. The Sea of Time exploded as she prepared to fight alongside Huang and Ye! Huang and Ye looked back. They didn't speak to persuade her to leave, endure for a long time, and then return to kill the Ancestors. Because they knew there would be no more Immortal Emperors in all worlds; with the Ten Ancestors emerging, they had already deduced that everyone would be throttled. The world was vast and boundless, yet the Path-End level experts of all worlds had nowhere to go.

An Ancestor looked at the Empress and said, "You are very strong. For so many years, you have always walked outside in your true form, concealing Ye and others. You wasted a lot of time yourself, yet you still reached this point. Truly formidable." Even an Ancestor sighed like this, showing how astonishing the Empress was.

An Ancestor, covered in dense ominous matter, spoke indifferently: "Since you have such persistent obsessions, we will give you a chance. Huang, Ye, you shall have your decisive battle with us. As for those below the Ancestor level, they can go to another battlefield to fight. If anyone manages to survive and escape, we will let them go and will not pursue them." He was extremely powerful. As he spoke, several inherent evolutionary paths in the world fractured, revealing his terrifyingly boundless true strength. "It has been many years. Most of the younger generation in the Land of Calamity have grown complacent and are in dire need of tempering. They need to bathe in enemy blood, and even more, be baptized by their own blood. Let's see their performance today." The Ancestor spoke, wishing to use this final battle to temper the Strange race within the Land of Calamity. They were certain that after this battle, all worlds would decline, and for a very long time, there would be no more opponents.

Huang and Ye showed no hesitation. They nodded to the Empress, telling her not to enter this battlefield, but to go to another battlefield for the decisive battle! Although the White-Clad Empress possessed breathtaking beauty and peerless grace, she was not a weak woman. Upon hearing this, she took one last look at Huang and Ye, then decisively turned and left.

In the distance, Dog Emperor, Corpse, and others still felt heavy-hearted after hearing this. They wanted to curse: how could the Ancestors of the Land of Calamity shamelessly propose dividing into two battlefields? Would that make it fair? However, there was never any fairness between life and death. Their side currently had only one Empress, while facing ten Emperors in the sky. Even those who were just annihilated had reappeared. Those injuries were nothing; Immortal Emperors were difficult to obliterate. How could they fight?! Even the Strange Immortal Emperor, truly killed by the Empress with her supreme methods, had revived. How could they even begin to fight? The Empress was powerful enough to astound all eras and time. She might be able to fight her way in and out among Path-End level beings. However, the opponents' greatest reliance was the mysterious plateau behind them; even if truly killed and obliterated, they could revive from their ancestral land! Facing ten such immortal opponents, what chance did the Empress have of winning? In the end, the Empress would likely also fall.

Huang and Ye did not speak. They could not intervene or protect their old friends, otherwise the Ancestors would inevitably attack all worlds. In that case, the beings of all heavens would not be able to withstand the pressure of the "Sacrifice Path level" and might be utterly annihilated.

Amidst the dazzling multicolored light, Huang and Ye's main bodies and their respective clones merged into one, preparing to face the most difficult life-or-death battle of their lives! In this battle, one side was destined to perish, with no return!

*Clang!*

A chime of a bell cleaved apart heaven and earth, severing the River of Time. A Celestial Emperor stepped forth from the currents of time, directly entering the battlefield and standing shoulder to shoulder with the Empress.

"Great Emperor!" Dog Emperor was the most shocked and incredibly excited. It let out a howl. At this crucial moment, when the atmosphere was extremely oppressive, it lost all composure, tears streaming down its face. For Dog Emperor to lose composure and cry so unreservedly, many knew... there was only one person who could evoke such a reaction. It was precisely the man lying on the shattered Emperor Bell, the one who stood shoulder to shoulder with the Empress and Ye in the same era—Wushi!

In the great war of the Yang Realm over a hundred years ago, the Emperor's corpse, driven by obsession, revived and participated in that darkest and most tragic battle, confronting Immortal Emperors and resisting the powers of the Land of Calamity. After the battle, he dissipated. When Dog Emperor, Corpse, and others revived in this shattered secret world, they could no longer find him. Today, Dog Emperor shed tears. In the most desperate situation, did the Emperor's corpse revive with obsession again? Had he returned? Was he going to exert his last bit of strength, to be with everyone, to face annihilation together?!

Not only Dog Emperor, but many others felt their noses sting and their eyes turn red. They had never imagined that this man, who once stood shoulder to shoulder with the Empress and Ye, would return once more through obsession after his death. Back then, there was an extremely difficult period—the weakest and lowest point after Huang had manifested and buried the old era. His traces were almost completely erased from the entirety of ancient history. During that era, before Ye and the Empress became Immortal Emperors, they encountered immense calamities and almost perished. In the end, Wushi resolutely covered their retreat, using the Grand Dao of Time to send them away, while he himself fell. Had it not been for this, he would have undoubtedly become an Immortal Emperor long ago! This was a formidable man whose fate made people sigh with regret and feel immense heartache, a Human Emperor who was once truly invincible for an era.

"Who stands at the peak at the end of the immortal path? Upon seeing Wushi, the Grand Dao becomes empty!" This was once the evaluation of him by all worlds, enough to say everything, requiring no further words to describe. Unfortunately, a man of immense stature died young. Now, would his heroic spirit... reappear once more?!

"Great Emperor, if you had lived until today, you would undoubtedly be invincible by now!" Dog Emperor cried. In the past, when it was very young, this human expert had found and raised it. Throughout the years it followed Wushi, this Human Emperor had never been defeated in his life, pushing aside all opponents and forcing all dark restricted zones to lie dormant, silent and daring not to make a sound.

"Don't cry. I never left," Wushi whispered, comforting Dog Emperor. The more he spoke like this, the more Dog Emperor grieved, tears streaming endlessly.

"I am not dead, I am still alive!" Wushi suddenly declared, and released the aura of an Immortal Emperor. In an instant, Dog Emperor froze in place, like a clay figure or wooden sculpture. All other old acquaintances were also shocked, staring blankly at him.

"When I covered the rear, I indeed died in battle," Wushi said. "But how could they tolerate me falling completely into eternal silence? I was bound to return!" He then looked towards the Empress, Huang, and Ye. Indeed, Wushi died in battle during an era when Huang was at his weakest and unable to attend to all worlds. He covered the retreat for Ye and the Empress, despite their objections, forcefully using the Primordial Grand Dao of Time to send them away. How could Ye and the Empress, who survived, bear to see someone who stood shoulder to shoulder with them die like that? No matter the cost, both of them would surely make him manifest in the human world!

"For so many years, I have been in the burial pit," Wushi explained. "Although I was dead for a long time, delaying a long period of cultivation, I finally stepped into the Path-End realm.""Alas, time did not wait for me!" Wushi expressed regret. With his potential, the longer time had settled, the more he naturally could ascend to more powerful realms.

The Empress turned her head to look at Wushi. They didn't need many words, just nodded to each other, resolute beyond measure. Today, they were destined to dye all worlds with blood and fight until madness.

The Ancestor, covered in black bloodstains, looked at Wushi and spoke menacingly: "Even if you had remained hidden today, we would still have been able to determine everything about you, eventually find you, and kill you."

Wushi chuckled self-deprecatingly: "Unfortunately, the course of history changed. The ten most ancient revenants revived ahead of time. My original plan was to lie dormant in the burial pit, awaiting an opportunity to infiltrate the Strange race and eventually advance to the end of the plateau as a mole. But now I've emerged early." With the Grand Dao of Time as his foundation, he was most sensitive to changes in the course of history and shifts in the general trend. After his death, the Empress and Ye manifested him regardless of the cost, bringing him back to life. He had assumed a new identity, lying dormant in a burial pit outside the Strange race and cultivating the Grand Dao of Space, intending to eventually become an "insider" of the Strange race, seeking an opportunity to be led by them to the end of the mysterious plateau. This path as a mole, destined to be fraught with peril, had now been prematurely interrupted.

Not far away, the Silkworm Emperor, finding humor in the current oppressive atmosphere, waved his hand and said, "You were a covert mole, while I was an overt one. In the end, I seized the opportunity to kill them all, reclaim a territory, and then simply walked away."

Everyone was speechless!

Endless multicolored light burst forth, and an extremely powerful aura permeated the air. A graceful figure suddenly descended from beyond the heavens: it was Luo, the only surviving Path-End level expert from the Heavens! At this critical juncture, she had also arrived. All the cultivators in the worlds felt her goodwill and her boundless killing intent towards the Land of Calamity. The Heavens had been annihilated, with only Luo remaining. The blood and chaos originated from the Ten Emperors!

"And I, who returned by treading on imperial bones, Strange race, your grandpa has arrived too!" With a roar, another powerful man tore through space-time and descended into this world. It was none other than the former Dark Immortal Emperor, a fierce individual who, in this life, specialized in opposing the Land of Calamity. He had said more than once that he would return in this life by treading on the bones of his enemies. During the last great war between all worlds and the Land of Calamity, he had taken action, fighting alongside all heavens against the Land of Calamity more than once. Everyone admired him, and many saluted him from afar.

"Hmm?!" Suddenly, the former Dark Immortal Emperor exclaimed in surprise. He looked at a Path-End level being among the Strange race and said, "Rat, I clearly killed you, yet you... are alive again?!" Only he had always dared to address the Immortal Emperors in the Land of Calamity this way, assigning different "elegant titles" to the strong individuals of the Strange race based on their power level. Opposite him, the Path-End level being of the Strange race instantly looked grim, and killing intent swept forth like a tsunami!

"Even if you had not come, you would have been dealt with later," an Ancestor coldly stated. "Any Path-End level being, according to our deductions, will not survive. Except for our race, after today, there will be no Emperors in the world!" An Ancestor spoke coldly, revealing the terrifying consequences of all Ten Ancestors appearing together. They had long ago deduced the whereabouts of all Emperors and would, in one battle, sweep away all supreme experts!

"Kill!"

The great battle erupted. At this moment, neither of the two battlefields was an exception; the murderous aura tore through the heavens and shattered all worlds. The most terrifying and tragic decisive battle had begun! The Empress, Wushi, Luo, and the former Dark Immortal Emperor all went all out, fighting the Path-End level beings from the Land of Calamity until the Great River of Time collapsed. And the Quasi-Immortal Emperors from both sides, and others, also began fighting on the distant ruins!

"Don't restrict me, let me go! Although I'm not strong enough, I want to contribute!" Chu Feng turned his head, looking at the woman from the Pollen Path. He was currently fixed in place.

Huang and Ye's true forms had already moved, engaging in fierce and bloody combat with the Ten Ancestors. Blood quickly splattered, and in a very short time, their physical bodies were torn apart. However, they also dragged half of the Ancestors with them, as Huang and Ye's flesh and blood exploded alongside the Ancestors' shattered bones. This battle, right from the start, entered its most tragic state. One side was destined for complete annihilation, with no return!

The fierce battle, a desolate tableau of blood and bones, was destined to rewrite everything, something history books would struggle to describe. Amidst the dazzling light and brilliant Emperor's fists, Huang and Ye fought like madmen, their hair disheveled, their bodies destroyed again and again! Until, after another violent explosion, heaven and earth quieted, falling into a brief silence. Both sides had paid an unbearable price, damaging their origins, and now confronted each other from afar.

A gentle breeze stirred Huang and Ye's black hair, revealing their handsome faces and resolute expressions. They had survived a hundred battles, fighting decisive wars with strange beings since ancient times until this present age. Although very tired, they always held their heads high, directly facing the source of strangeness. The vicissitudes of time had eroded their blood-stained battle robes, but could not extinguish their unyielding fighting spirit. Their eyes were as deep as the starry sky. These were two unparalleled heroes, illuminating all ages, their valor brilliant, never admitting defeat!

At this moment, brilliant light erupted in Emperor Huang's eyes. Even if he had deduced the final chapter of blood and bones, his life would still end in the most tragic battle. He was born in response to a calamity, came into the world to fight, and lived for battle. He was Emperor Huang, and in this final battle, he would display his unparalleled glory! In his life, there was no word "retreat." He always held the foremost line of the battlefield, consistently sweeping aside opponents. Even when his life withered, he would be like the evening glow illuminating the human world, fighting until a crimson brilliance! He was the one and only Emperor Huang of all ages!

Ye was equally resolute, looking down upon the Ten Ancestors! He rose from the Primordial Era. From his youth, he began to quell blood and chaos and sweep away dark restricted zones during those difficult years. Until today, as one era and great age after another passed, suppressing strangeness and ominousness, he never regretted embarking on such a path. Emperor Ye was as before; the years had not diminished his soaring ambition. His fist light was dazzling, streaking across all ages and time. His battle intent burned, illuminating the path forward for all cultivators! Even if it was his end, he would sublimate in ultimate glory, swallowing all ages, breaking through the ominous source. Born for battle, died in battle—that was the magnificent life portrait belonging to Emperor Ye, who was once invincible in the world!