Chapter 1656: Unsettled Feelings

A deep grievance!

In the distance, many roared, killing intent boiling, wishing they could shatter the ages, pierce through the mysterious plateau, and eradicate all the ominous beings!

Two women of unparalleled grace had perished just like that. In a daze, their final ethereal figures flashed before their eyes, before transforming into the image of them resolutely turning, becoming a long rainbow streaking across the sky, perishing alongside their enemies!

Such peerlessly magnificent women, once smiling brightly like dawn and light, had ultimately been so fierce and unyielding, leaving not even a speck of ash in this vast world.

Yet, their final forms were forever imprinted in the hearts of those who witnessed that scene, indelible!

At this moment, the previously silent Huang and Ye erupted. Their roars shook the world, and the chaos of the outer realms completely shattered, more terrifying than the creation of heaven and earth. All things were annihilated, and the chaos burned away, dissipating.

How could these two not feel pain? With sorrow in their hearts, they channeled it solely into the sword light and fist imprints in their hands, charging forward!

The Ten Progenitors, united as one, wielded a dripping, bloody bludgeon, cold and merciless. The plateau behind them seemed almost pressed against their bodies.

Boom!

Huang's sword was terrifyingly potent. With a single strike, it shattered all resistance. Even the plateau behind the Progenitors roared and trembled violently.

And the ten ancient coffins behind the Progenitors trembled, blurring, as if being erased by the sword light.

At this moment, Huangtian Emperor unleashed his unparalleled and invincible offensive power. The Desolate Sword erupted, its light omnipresent, and its destructive aura crushed the sea of time. Nothing could withstand it.

With a clang, the terrifying and heavy bludgeon was instantly severed by the Desolate Sword, then exploded into fragments. All the black shards flew back, embedding themselves in the Progenitors' bodies. Ominous blood splattered, devastating the boundless ancient chaotic land.

The sword light's immense power did not wane; instead, it intensified, continuing its forward thrust. Before the Desolate Sword itself arrived, its radiant energy had already pierced the Progenitors' bodies.

Concurrently, Ye Tiandi's fist light, imbued with the Mother Qi of All Things, struck simultaneously with the sword light, further shattering the bludgeon and embedding all its pieces into the Progenitors' flesh.

The Ten Progenitors, having merged into a single entity, were originally supremely powerful, almost transcending the Sacrificial Dao realm. Yet now, Huang and Ye, filled with profound grief, unleashed a full-power strike that shattered their weapon!

The Progenitor crossed his arms, unleashing boundless ominous light. Inauspicious power boiled forth, attempting to suppress the two Heavenly Emperors.

Pfft!

However, the Desolate Sword and the Emperor's Fist utterly shredded his two arms. This was the first time the unified Progenitor had struggled so severely, a look of shock appearing on his face.

Boom!

Sword and Cauldron roared in unison. The Desolate Sword and the fist, enveloped in the Mother Qi of All Things, pierced into the Progenitor's body, causing him to instantly explode!

Blood splattered across the sky, fragments of bone lay everywhere, and the ominous power dispersed. The two Heavenly Emperors, with their indestructible bodies, surged forward, continuing their assault.

Ten figures stumbled into view, then swiftly scattered, intending to form a vigilant encirclement and besiege the two Heavenly Emperors.

However, this time they had lost the initiative. Having just been shattered, they were immediately on the defensive.

Crack!

Above Huang's head, a Thunder Pool floated, from which billions of lightning bolts erupted, piercing through one of the Progenitors ahead, causing him to explode and shatter.

Then, as Huangtian Emperor's sword light swept forth, it forced the surrounding Progenitors to halt their advance. Huang instantly summoned the Thunder Pool, drawing the freshly exploded blood and bones into it.

On the other side, Ye Tiandi also manifested a great cauldron. His boundless fist light blasted a Progenitor apart, then drew him into the peerless Mother Qi Cauldron of All Things, immediately beginning the refinement process.

“Ah…”

From Huang's Thunder Pool and Ye's Mother Qi Cauldron of All Things, screams of agony resounded. The two Progenitors, even after reforming their bodies to resist, could not withstand it and exploded once more.

Innumerable streaks of thunder light flashed. This was Huang's original Law Pool, which had evolved the profound mysteries of infinite Grand Daos, transforming and elevating to an immeasurable state.

The Progenitors repeatedly reformed their bodies within, only to explode again, turning into blood and bone that burned. Huang refined them with his origin power, ceaselessly wearing them down.

On the other side, the Mother Qi of All Things boiled, crushing all in its path. All myriad spirits manifested, suppressing and obliterating this Progenitor.

The other Progenitors attacked, but as Huang's Desolate Sword instantly slashed out, its sword light, numbering in the billions, was incomparably powerful. He clearly intended to use the Thunder Pool to attempt to utterly kill one Progenitor.

Ye Tiandi also formed a fist seal, striking forward to counter the Progenitors.

With two of the Ten Progenitors eliminated, the remaining ones, though rapidly merging back into a unified entity, were clearly not as strong as before.

“Kill!”

In the distance, witnessing the two Heavenly Emperors unleash their might, intent on suppressing and slaying the Progenitors, everyone's morale surged. They launched a full counter-attack, engaging in a desperate battle against the countless enemies filling the sky.

It was unknown how much time had passed when, with a soft thud, a faint sound came from the Thunder Pool. All the blood and bones were pulverized and annihilated, and even the Progenitor's soul light disintegrated, completely vanishing.

The Thunder Pool, naturally a counter to ominous powers, was not only the source of billions of thunderbolts but also a primal punishment transcending the Grand Dao itself.

With a soft pop, that Progenitor died, truly suppressed and slain!

“What?!” On the opposite side, the other Progenitors' expressions changed. Their unified body became unstable, almost dispersing.

“A Progenitor is dead! Huangtian Emperor killed him!” someone roared, shaking the heavens, instantly boosting the morale on the battlefield to its peak.

Shi Yi, with his double-pupiled eyes, was covered in the blood of Quasi-Immortal Emperors. His twin pupils opened, as if creating heaven and earth. No one could stop him; any enemy daring to obstruct him instantly fell dead.

Huang's son, despite having physical issues, was truly invincible and unparalleled wherever his long blade pointed. Few could withstand a single blow.

To everyone, he was like the young Huangtian Emperor, an unstoppable force!

In the distance, Ye Yishui was equally courageous, sweeping aside enemies, blasting his way forward. Beside him were Ye's disciple, Baldy Huahua, along with Pine Emperor, Yang Xi, and others, all terrifyingly powerful. The group moved together like a tornado capable of tearing through the Grand Daos of all heavens, utterly destroying everything in their path, bathed in enemy blood, unleashing a great slaughter.

“Roar!”

The Saint Emperor Prince roared, standing tall and imposing. The iron rod in his hand seemed capable of shattering all eons of time. Though heavily wounded, he continued to bravely slaughter enemies.

In another direction, the Ten Crown King lived up to his name. Alone, he swept through heaven and earth, unstoppable, slaughtering until the surrounding Dao Ancestors dared not approach him.

This was a man who could fight alongside Huang in his youth; his strength was truly terrifying.

In fact, had he not died midway and only now fully recovered in this realm, he could absolutely have contended for the Immortal Emperor path!

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The combatants on this battlefield fought with fervent intensity, striking fear into the ominous tribe. This group disregarded their lives, willing to self-destruct and perish with their enemies even if their bodies shattered.

Most terrifyingly, some of the Dao Ancestors from the ominous tribe, once disintegrated, never reappeared, which greatly unnerved them.

“Find him! The Cremation Dao Ancestor is most likely nearby!” someone growled.

Normally, unless a supreme Dao Ancestor personally slays someone newly ascended to this realm, a battle between Quasi-Immortal Emperors of the same level, even if fought for thousands or tens of thousands of years, would rarely result in the complete eradication of an opponent.

“Go and summon reinforcements! Our tribe has countless powerhouses on the plateau. All our clansmen shall be dispatched to exterminate all realms!” someone commanded. The supreme Quasi-Immortal Emperors of the ominous tribe also had bloodshot eyes.

Boom!

Something even more astonishing happened: another Progenitor fell. Without a doubt, Ye Tiandi had suppressed and killed him with the Mother Qi Cauldron of All Things.

“Ye Tiandi is invincible!” someone roared.

Ominous blood rain fell between heaven and earth, deeply unsettling everyone.

The Empress, the Dark Immortal Emperor, Luo, and Wushi also witnessed enemies explode, their true bodies slain. Regrettably, these enemies revived once more by drawing upon the plateau's power.

Suddenly, a cold voice echoed through all realms, vibrating across every grand universe. Every living being heard it; it was the Progenitors' chilling whisper.

“Huang, Ye, what skillful methods you possess! Even with all ten Progenitors unleashed and backed by our ancestral land, you've killed two of our true bodies!”

The Progenitors' voice was chilling, sending shivers down one's spine.

This battle record was astonishing and shocking, but no one cheered; all felt an ominous premonition.

Indeed, the two Progenitors who had just been slain by Huang and Ye reappeared, walking step by step from the plateau.

In an instant, all heavens fell silent, and everyone despaired.

With all Ten Progenitors unleashed, they were already formidable. One should remember that Huang had paid a great price when he confronted only three Progenitors back then.

Now, the Ten Progenitors were empowered by an even more ominous source of power—the mysterious plateau. How could they possibly prevail?!

This was a decisive battle devoid of hope!

Even if Huang and Ye fought to the death, could they not eliminate a single adversary?

Countless people felt lost, their spirits low. The morale that had just surged now plummeted. It was a despairing scene, with no chance of victory.

Even resorting to mutual destruction, it would be difficult to slay a single Progenitor.

On the side of the heavens, many were utterly disheartened. This was too demoralizing, filling their hearts with gloom and offering no glimmer of hope.

They refused to see Huangtian Emperor and Ye Tiandi defeated and destroyed. They could not accept, nor could they bear to see them unable to slay their opponents even after shedding all their blood.

At this extremely disheartening moment, as battle intent waned, Huang and Ye spoke.

“All methods have been tried. This is all the experience we can leave for future generations on how to kill Progenitors. Next, I must depart, and I shall take with me the vengeful spirits I once confronted.”

Huangtian Emperor spoke, his simple and unadorned words shocking everyone. Had he been constantly deducing, maneuvering, and fighting the Progenitors just to leave behind some experience for future generations?

And now, he was leaving… everyone's hearts trembled, sensing what was about to happen!

Many wanted to cry out, to implore Huangtian Emperor to stay.

“One day, future generations will arrive here, stronger than us, and they will flatten the Land of Calamity!” Ye Tiandi said.

It was clear they were about to employ their final means, most likely sacrificing themselves to slay the vengeful spirits, after which Huang and Ye would no longer exist in this world.

“We have come, we have fought, and we have no regrets!” they both declared, taking one last look at their old acquaintances before turning, as sword and cauldron roared in unison!

The Ten Progenitors were extremely wary. Huang and Ye in this state, combined with their words, truly unnerved them. But they believed that with the plateau as their backing, they were invincible and immortal!

Even without the plateau, from the perspective of absolute strength, they believed their overall combat power surpassed that of the two Heavenly Emperors.

“In that dream, who was that final blurred figure? Why have we been unable to identify them until now? It's quite peculiar. Could they be the one who attacks us next?!”

One Progenitor felt a chill down his spine. They had repeatedly deduced, only vaguely sensing that the person seemed to be within this realm, even near the battlefield, but they simply could not pinpoint them.

Theoretically, anyone who could threaten their lives should be deducible.

If Chu Feng knew, he would surely burst into tears: “Does this young master Chu not even qualify to be deduced?”

“A wisp of mysterious mist shrouded the dream, covering all worlds, altering our destinies. Is it this same mist, spreading, that prevents our deductions from reaching full success?”

One Progenitor muttered to himself, his expression very serious.

“Huang, Ye, I don't know where your confidence comes from, but I must tell you: backed by the desolate plain, we are invincible for all eternity, and invincible in the future. No one can kill us. Even if your Thunder Pool, Cauldron, and Sword have been deduced by us, as have your kin and associates—anyone with potential to reach the Sacrificial Dao realm has been revealed in the heavenly secrets and will be utterly annihilated after today. And now, let us send you… on your way!”

The Progenitors also delivered a harsh threat, indicating they would use every means to kill Huang and Ye.

In the distance, the Empress, with a boom, blasted an Immortal Emperor apart. Clearly, even the usually aloof and stunning Empress was now consumed by towering rage!

“Killing one is breaking even, killing two is a profit! We'll trade our origins for theirs, dragging them down even in death!” The cultivators of all heavens roared in fury.

The Progenitors' intimidation, their domineering and brazen words, suffocated everyone and ignited sky-high rage.

The main Progenitor battlefield had not yet fully erupted, but the other battlefields were already boiling with combat.

Chu Feng was naturally also there, completely throwing caution to the wind. He was like a brick, moving wherever he was needed. Whenever a Dao Ancestor was blasted apart, he would rush over and perform his cremation technique to its utmost!

At this point, he no longer cared about his agreement with the woman of the Pollen Path. Far from being discreet, he was recklessly carrying out his "great cremation enterprise."

Clearly, not only the ominous tribe noticed, but also Heavenly Horned Ant, Saint Emperor Prince, Jiudao One, Pang Bo, and others realized it. Whenever they blasted an enemy apart, some opponents simply never reappeared, greatly reducing their pressure.

This also meant that the ominous tribe was horrified, and their pressure began to mount.

“The Cremation Dao Ancestor has arrived! Find him for me! Perhaps the furnace in his hand is one of the clues our tribe needs to find!” a supreme Immortal Emperor commanded.

Chu Feng surged in and out, constantly cremating shattered limbs, ruined bodies, and the broken soul lights of Dao Ancestors. His entire body was enveloped in a wisp of mysterious mist, dancing between life and death, weaving through hordes of enemies. A slight misstep would result in him being targeted, attacked, and killed.

A Cremation Dao Ancestor, hated as fiercely as he was, would absolutely not be spared if surrounded. The ominous Progenitors would not rest until they had flayed him alive.

“Hmm?!” Suddenly, he noticed a peculiar old man. He had encountered him more than once; the old man had appeared in various parts of the battlefield, constantly muttering, not very strong, yet he never died. His luck was simply off the charts.

Chu Feng stared intently, clearly seeing a gleaming long blade cleaving towards the old man. But just then, the Saint Emperor Prince arrived, smashing the Dao Ancestor wielding the blade with a single swing of his rod.

Several other times it was the same: just when it seemed the old man's life was in peril, an unexpected event would always occur. The old man seemed to be enveloped in immense good fortune.

Chu Feng stared at him, listening carefully, and caught what he was muttering.

“Harmony is paramount in all things…”

“Fellow Daoist, please show mercy, harmony is paramount in all things!”

He kept mumbling, just those few phrases, acting like a complete nuisance. He had little combat power and always dodged around, yet he simply wouldn't die.

Chu Feng felt a terrifying and oppressive aura. He knew that someone was most likely using great divine abilities to search for him. Without a second thought, he pounced towards that strange old man.

He… scooped the old man onto his back, hoping to borrow his towering good fortune to help himself.

As a result, he didn't feel the expected good fortune. On the contrary, he was located the moment he put the strange old man on his back.

“Are you the Cremation Dao Ancestor?!” someone shouted, directly attacking.

“No, you've got the wrong person! My name is Shi Fan!” Chu Feng casually blurted out a pseudonym he had used in the Lower Realm.

Then… the group of people locked in a bloody battle with Huang's son instantly turned their heads. Upon seeing him, without a word, they immediately split off a portion of their forces and pursued him.

What's going on? Chu Feng was baffled. Why did saying that name make everyone rush at him?

“Wrong again! My name is Ye Hao!” Chu Feng roared again, speaking another pseudonym he had once used.

As a result, from another direction, the ominous Dao Ancestors battling the Ye clan members directly dispatched a portion of their forces, their eyes bloodshot, charging over.

Chu Feng's scalp tingled instantly. What was happening?!

“I'll stand by my name, never changing it! My real name is Feng!” Chu Feng roared.

This roar indeed made everyone pause briefly, gazing intently at him through the thinning mysterious mist.

“Fellow Daoist, harmony is paramount in all things!” the strange old man on Chu Feng's back also shouted.

Chu Feng hoped the old man's immense fortune would benefit him. The result was… with a boom, in addition to the earlier powerhouses, another large group of people charged at him!

Chu Feng turned and ran, his head spinning, feeling as if something had gone terribly wrong!

“That's right! Look at his face; he resembles Huang and Ye! He definitely has blood ties. He's either Shi Feng or Ye Feng!” someone roared.

At the same time, Corpse Immortal, Dog Emperor, Saint Emperor Prince, and others also turned back, shouting this way: “Quick, throw down that God of Misfortune!”

Clearly, they were shouting at Chu Feng, telling him to throw off the strange old man on his back.

The old man of “towering good fortune” was… a God of Misfortune? Chu Feng was dumbfounded, turning his head to glance at the elder on his back.

As a result, the old man was grinning at him, showing his yellow teeth, and said, “Fellow Daoist, thank you!” Then, he began to advise the people around him, endlessly promoting peace and harmony!

The effect was… obvious! In an instant, countless people, densely packed, charged directly at Chu Feng!

Chu Feng was simply… speechless with resentment, filled with a bitter grievance. He desperately wanted to say, “What kind of person did I just carry on my back?!”