Simulation becomes reality, have I ever looked down upon the eternity?

Chapter 636 All Things in the Universe Face the Heavenly Emperor!

A thought flashes through your mind like lightning!

【"not good!"】

[The Demon Lord's voice suddenly rang out: "...Leave now!"]

[Zishan Jun frowned, soared into the air, and the lightning around him instantly transformed into a pair of dazzling lightning wings, appearing beside you with lightning speed.]

[Your eyes shimmered with a jade-like luster, and you could clearly see the withered hands of the dried corpse firmly gripping the arms of Nine Yang Immortal and Ao Ming.]

The hand was withered and dry, like a dried sheepskin, devoid of any life.

[In the blink of an eye!]

[Ao Ming instantly manifested a hundred-zhang-long dragon body, and golden liquid surged between the bones of the Nine Yang True Man like molten lava, his power increasing exponentially!]

However, a chilling roar from the mummified corpse shook the heavens and earth, and the silent sound waves caused everyone's souls to freeze!

[At the feet of the desiccated corpse, a black vortex was rapidly expanding, like the gaping maw of an abyss.]

The mummified corpse grabbed Nine Yang Immortal and Ao Ming, its form twisting and disintegrating like spilled ink, eventually merging with the black vortex!

[Zishan Jun's pupils constricted sharply, in disbelief: "The Heavenly Emperor can actually unleash divine powers while completely ethereal? This... how is this possible!"]

[Nine Yang Immortal and Ao Ming's expressions changed drastically, but they had already been completely engulfed by the spreading black vortex.]

[Dan Ling, the Celestial Being, and the Demon Lord of All Beings were also engulfed by the vortex, as if trapped in quagmire, feeling a surge of immense spatial power sweeping over them.]

In an instant, the five people were swallowed up and disappeared!

The black vortex vanished abruptly, and the desiccated corpse's twisted, bag-like body solidified, reappearing.

[And then another vortex unfolded, and a figure was thrown out—]

The woman, wearing a purple crystal crown, was none other than Ao Qing, the West Sea Dragon King who had been devoured earlier!

Your gaze sharpened. She had been thrown back into the Great Luo Treasure Vault by the mummified corpse—why was that?

Ao Qing was completely unharmed, his breathing was steady, and he appeared exactly the same as when he was first sucked in.

Her calm gaze swept across the entire room, finding only two people remaining: Lord Zishan and the young man in blue.

In a split second, she assessed the situation, darted to your side, and stood beside you.

The desiccated corpse's skeletal face revealed no emotion, only two empty eye sockets staring blankly at the three of you.

Below the ascension platform, disciples from all sects were utterly astonished; in just a few breaths, the battle had been completely turned upside down!

The celestial beings, who had just been in the lead, were instantly sucked into the Great Luo Treasure Vault, their fates unknown.

Only Zhou Jing, Zishan Jun, and the Dragon King Ao Qing, who had just escaped, remained on the field.

What should I do?

[The three supreme grandmasters of the human race have all fallen, and now only three remain to contend with the Heavenly Emperor... Among them is even Zhou Jing, a peer.]

How can we defeat... the Heavenly Emperor!

Your gaze deepened, as if you were gaining some insight, fixed on the spot where Master Jiuyang had vanished.

[This mummified corpse seemed to have anticipated your every move, first using the "Great Luo Treasure Vault" to engulf Ao Qing as a warning, then luring Zishan Jun and Ao Ming to reveal the flaw in their divine power, and finally, when everyone joined forces to attack...]

However, they instead captured all five of them.

[As expected of the Heavenly Emperor!]

Although Ao Qing does not know the two of you, the fact that you have ascended to this Ascension Platform means that in her eyes you are already on par with the three supreme grandmasters.

[When Lord Zishan just made his move, the power of his thunder was indeed second to none.]

Although the young man in blue was not using his full strength, the fact that he could stand on the platform indicated that he was no ordinary person.

Moreover, given the current situation—if we don't join forces to fight the enemy, we'll only be picked off one by one by these mummified corpses and perish here.

Ao Qing calmly analyzed, "He should be unable to use the Great Luo Treasury at this moment, otherwise those who were swallowed earlier would be forcibly ejected."

"Moreover, cultivation levels are not restricted within that Great Luo Treasure Vault space." "With the combined strength of the three supreme grandmasters—Nine Yang True Man, Celestial Being, and Demon Lord—along with the ancestor Ao Ming, the Great Luo Treasure Vault... won't last long."

At this point, her voice trailed off almost imperceptibly. That realm was as vast as the real world; even if she manifested her true dragon form, she felt there was no hope of breaking through its boundaries.

Is it really... unlikely that it will last much longer?

These words, in fact, carried a hint of reassurance; she didn't want to see you lose heart due to despair, which would only lead to utter defeat.

The mummified corpse slowly vanished into the void once more.

Even without access to the Great Luo Treasury, the Heavenly Emperor's threat remains suffocating.

The atmosphere around the entire ascension platform suddenly became oppressive!

[Ao Qing instantly manifested his true form as a hundred-zhang-long dragon, circling the arena and spewing out chilling air, attempting to freeze the space and force out the traces of the dried corpse.]

[The purple arcs of electricity around Zishanjun ceased to emanate outwards; instead, they pierced his acupoints like hundreds of electric needles.]

His eyes had turned completely deep purple, lightning crackling within his pupils, and his aura surged once more.

Although he has not yet crossed the Golden Core realm of the Great Dao, he has already taken another step forward in the realm of the Myriad Manifestations Divine Path.

[You once discussed with Lord Zishan in the Meditation Hall and learned that this is the ultimate attainable by the four tangible spiritual treasures—essence blood, ultimate strength, longevity, and primordial energy—below the Great Dao Golden Elixir.]

【The Realm of All Things!】

[The Purple Mountain Lord roared to the sky, his body suddenly growing a foot taller, his muscles bulging, arcs of electricity surging, and his aura rising steadily!]

[Your eyes shimmer with a jade-like luster, your magical power and Daoist heart are simultaneously pushed to their peak.]

His gaze suddenly sharpened—

[“Here we come!”]

The mummified corpse has reappeared, and it's right in front of you!

Thousands of thunderbolts struck his body, but they were like mud oxen sinking into the sea, failing to hinder him in the slightest.

[Ao Qinglong roared through the sky, and the frost instantly condensed into icy chains, like a dragon coiling around his body, attempting to firmly imprison the dried corpse.]

[The Purple Mountain Lord arrived, accompanied by thunder, his hand wielding countless bolts of lightning that coalesced into a destructive spear, piercing straight into the heart of the dried corpse.]

"Open it—!"

Before Lord Zishan's angry roar had even finished, the desiccated corpse slowly raised its head, its nostrils flaring slightly as if breathing, and its shriveled chest began to rise and fall!

Flesh and skin proliferated wildly like living things, and large swaths of scarlet tissue covered the white bones at a visible rate.

The icy chains binding his body shattered instantly, breaking into pieces!

[The attack from Lord Zishan, which gathered countless bolts of lightning, was silently obliterated by an invisible layer of protective energy the instant it approached him, dissipating like smoke.]

A hand pierced straight through Zishan Jun's chest.

[The Purple Mountain Lord was thrown out by the mummified corpse and crashed heavily to the ground.]

[Ao Qing was also pulled down by the chains from the mummified corpse, the force of which was so great that he was thrown directly onto the ascension arena.]

[And the lower half of the mummified corpse had grown back to have fair skin.]

The newly formed flesh spread upwards like vines, from the toes, thighs, and abdomen, to the chest and chin, finally covering the face.

[Black hair is growing like a tidal wave on the scalp!]

An incomparable middle-aged man appeared on the ascension platform.

[An indescribable face; the features are utterly ordinary, yet together they create a masterpiece.]

Between those thick, heavy brows lay an unparalleled air of authority.

You are the only one left standing in the arena.

(End of this chapter)