Primordial Era: With unparalleled comprehension, I created three thousand demon realms.

Chapter 187 The Void Emperor
"That is the path to the source, the origin of the One True Realm. Whoever controls that place controls the One True Realm."

The demonic shadow revealed the secret of heaven and stood in the way of the gods of the Nine Provinces.

His frail body seemed as insurmountable as an immortal monument.

“Although there are emperors in the One True Realm, no emperor has yet arrived there.” As he said this, two beams of light burst forth from the blurry, illusory eyes of the demonic figure.

"Blocking the Nine Provinces Holy Ancestor, most of these heavenly sacred artifacts were created by them," Wolf Fang said in a deep voice, looking at King Pangu and the others.

"This was prepared for the descendants of the Nine Provinces, but now it has become an opportunity for us to rise to the top and take control of the One True Realm," Lu Zhan said in a deep voice.

The other kings from other worlds all nodded in agreement.

"We too have the ability to tread the path of the emperor, to grasp the one true realm, to refine all the heavens and myriad realms, and to create a truly eternal world." Wolf Fang's eyes held a hint of ambition.

At this moment, all the kings of the otherworld turned towards the direction of the otherworld and said in a deep voice, "Please let the First Holy City emerge!!!"

An immortal demon city flew out from another world, carrying the aura and laws of the river. Several civilizations ago, a fragmented emperor was refined within this demon city.

It was the first holy city back then.

When the kings of other worlds prepared to ride the First Holy City and charge into the origin of the One True Realm.

Just at this time.

A small world slowly took shape, and rays of sacred light appeared above the heavens.

All the heavens and myriad worlds seemed to be mere playthings.

The sacred light condensed into nine holy shadows.

The first one resembles an ape with dragon wings on its back; the second one is like an octopus covered in countless white bone spikes, and so on.
Nine divine figures appeared in all the heavens and myriad realms.

"Who's eyeing the Land of Origin?!"

A voice rang out, and countless beings from all the heavens and myriad realms were reduced to blood mist.

"We can't even enter the Land of Origin, are you trying to get close?" Another angry roar rang out, making even the Stone King tremble with fear!
Nine holy shadows, nine emperors!

The emperor from eternity ago!

Located within the One True Realm.

"The nine Holy Emperors of the Primordial Gods!!" the demonic figure said with a solemn expression.

These nine Holy Emperors are not in the same camp as him.

"A sacred artifact crafted from countless rare and precious treasures from all the heavens and myriad realms, crafted by the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors—what a grand ambition! But all of this is merely a ploy to benefit others," one of the Holy Emperors said coldly, looking at the path to the Origin Land opened by the sacred artifact.

"It was all for naught. Long ago, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors should have been the strongest, but unfortunately, they were too concerned with those ants in the Nine Provinces," another Holy Emperor commented.

"How dare a tiny ant lay a finger on the Holy Land of Origin? You're courting death." The Holy Emperor, who resembled an ape, extended a finger, and a ray of holy light surged directly toward the demonic shadow.

Spanning countless ages, the demonic hand reached out, revealing the boundless origin of the Dark Dao. In the next moment, holy light shattered the dark world, and the demonic hand was also forcibly destroyed.

The demonic shadow reformed the next moment. It had consumed too much of its essence in the previous battle with Lingxi, but it was not one to be trifled with.

"All the heavens and myriad realms, may they all be upon me, and may I annihilate all enemies of the past and present!!" The endless torrent of the Great Dao surged into the heavens, piercing through the phantom of the Monkey Saint Emperor.

The Monkey King looked at his pierced body and said, "I forgot, this is just an avatar, not the real body. It's just a lonely ghost. Even if it reaches the Emperor Realm, what can it do? Let's all attack and destroy it together."

The Monkey King's cold voice echoed throughout the myriad realms.

The kings of the other world seemed to have their blood frozen.

The Shadow Demon is their progenitor.

The nine Holy Emperors acted simultaneously, unleashing boundless and vast power that converged into a single point and was then applied to the demonic shadow.

.........

It is precisely because of this that the myriad realms have not been destroyed. The demonic shadows have reassembled time and time again, only to be obliterated time and time again.

The kings of the other world are practically going mad.

"Go, the only emperor of all realms, all realms grieve, we send you off to your death, the emperor is annihilated!!" The nine holy emperors said in unison, their voices carrying supreme magic.

Heavy rain fell across all the heavens and myriad realms.

The demonic shadow was erased, vanished completely.

"Ah!!!" The kings of the other world went mad as they watched their progenitor pass away.

"How dare you bully our ancestor like this? Aren't you afraid of being punished?" A stone king from another world roared to the sky with resentment and anger, questioning the Nine Primordial Emperors.

"You're nothing but ants, yet you dare to question us." A holy emperor said coldly, pointing a finger at the stone king, which shattered into endless blood mist, obliterating everything.

Then the Nine Primordial Emperors looked at the sacred objects of the heavens and said: "All the hardships and efforts of the ages are ultimately just a wedding dress. The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, no matter what they did, after their deaths they are nothing more than a handful of yellow earth and a handful of ashes."

The Nine Primordial Emperors looked at Pangu, Suiren, and others who were walking on the path to the origin of the One True Realm. The nine beams of light merged into one, and the great power that pierced through the past and present directly cut off the ancient path, blocking the way for Pangu and the others.

An endless and vast fluctuation of power.

“The aura of an emperor.” A primordial saint emperor looked at King Pangu and the others.

“A group of dead people, their imperial power no longer exists,” another Innate Saint Emperor said calmly.

"Not an emperor, but the tomb of an emperor. The Nine Lamps are the tombs of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors. What a grand scale!" Another Primordial Saint Emperor saw through the mystery.

Nine ancient lamps, nine ancient tombs of emperors.

Pangu King, holding a stone axe, looked at the nine holy emperors and swung the stone axe.

The phantom images of the nine Holy Emperors shattered.

They coalesced again in the next moment.

"Indeed, it is you, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, the immortal primordial spirits. It is a pity that you are ultimately just wandering ghosts, having declined to this state." A holy emperor looked at King Pangu and said in a deep voice.

The once invincible emperor, a being whose sharp edge even these innate deities had to avoid.

Now, its power has declined to the point that even the strongest rulers cannot maintain their dominance for long.

"When a person dies, the lamp goes out. In the end, they are gone. Even if their achievements are unparalleled throughout the ages, in the end they are nothing more than an ancient lamp, completely extinguished." The last Holy Emperor said in a deep voice.

The nine Holy Emperors made their move together.

The nine ancient lamps shattered, and the bodies of Pangu, Suirenshi, and others disintegrated, subsequently merging with the ancient lamps, existing in a state of neither birth nor death.

"It's just a waste of power; in the end, they'll just be wandering ghosts," a holy emperor said indifferently.

Just at this time.

A vast world of white bones appeared on the horizon.

The aura of imperial authority permeated the air.

"There are still emperors in all the heavens and myriad realms." The nine holy emperors' pupils shrank as they looked at the great world of white bones.

A complete emperor!!!
A flawless emperor!!!

"That void from before the Primordial Era!!"

"The Supreme Ancestor of Illusory Power!!"

The nine Holy Emperors revealed the origin of the emperor before them in a few words. What surprised them even more was why the Void Emperor was not affected by the myriad realms and was completely unharmed.

(End of this chapter)