Versatile Mage: Angel of Time, but Emperor of Every Moment

"Half-step Emperor. I underestimated you."

An Jing's gaze narrowed slightly as he looked at the teleportation node in front of the throne, which was on the verge of collapse.

He spread his five fingers, and a dazzling light of law surged from his palm, instantly freezing the previously distorted space like amber. In this sacred plane, he was the supreme being who held the reins of heaven and earth!
"To be able to withstand the elemental erosion of the Holy Plane, it seems you are quite the strange progenitor."

An Jing's lips curled into a dangerous smile, and an aura of pressure that made the void tremble began to emanate from his body. "You do have some real skill."

"Humanity, what exactly do you intend to do?"

The eerie progenitor's crimson pupils contracted slightly as it looked up at the figure standing in mid-air.

The man was surrounded by a dazzling holy light, like a blazing sun, which scorched the surrounding surging darkness.

It unconsciously took a half step back, its rotten robe curling and charring in the flames.

The light was so pure, so dazzling, that it reminded it of those perceptions of "pain" that had long been lost in the river of memory.

"What do you intend to do?" An Jing suddenly chuckled, his laughter sounding as if a thousand stars were trembling.

He slowly raised his right hand, his five fingers suddenly closing—

"Crack!"

A crisp sound of a mirror shattering echoed from the void.

The myriad strange phenomena forcibly drawn in by the triangular dimensional mirror were instantly exposed to the pure laws of the holy plane. Those evil spirits that had not yet reached the emperor level did not even have time to scream before they melted away like wax in the blazing white holy flames.

"This emperor will rule over the destiny of the human race for ten thousand years,"

An Jing strode forward amidst a shower of radiant feathers, each step leaving a burning golden lotus imprint in the void. "How dare you demons and monsters—"

His eyes blazed with divine light, and nine dazzling Dao rings appeared behind him.

"Transgressing the boundary between life and death!"

"A high-ranking emperor?!"

The eerie progenitor's blood-red eyes suddenly contracted, and the crimson crescent moon deep within its pupils trembled wildly.

For the first time, its decaying body retreated uncontrollably, and the void beneath its feet was eroded with spiderweb-like black cracks.

"Able to completely control the fundamental laws of a plane."

For the first time, fear crept into its hoarse voice. The vengeful chains binding its bone armor now emitted mournful cries, as if trembling in fear of some ancient, terrifying being.

"Human, I have been presumptuous this time."

The eerie ancestor's hoarse voice rippled through the holy plane, spreading out in layers of black waves. It slowly lowered its ferocious head, and the chains of vengeful spirits wrapped around the bone spikes hummed in submission.

"I was unaware that this place was your sacred ground. I am willing to offer ten Dark Abyss Essences as a gift and lead my clan away immediately."

Its hunched body sizzled in the holy light, yet it still maintained its ancient ceremonial posture.

Only the corrupt heart hidden deep within its chest trembled violently. At this moment, under the suppression of the laws of the Holy Plane, its Netherworld Bone Domain was forcibly reduced by thirty percent of its power!

Moreover, the human before it was of the same level as it; if it were to engage in a direct confrontation, it would gain absolutely no advantage.
It would be better to be sensible and leave now, so that you can come back and fight your way back when you have mastered your cultivation!

"I will yield for now, but once I have refined the Divine Eye, I will make this world pay for its blood debts!"

The eerie progenitor harbored deep resentment, but outwardly remained impassive. It had not come to this realm to wage war, but rather sensed a power capable of overturning the heavens—

That "Burning Heaven Divine Eye" that slumbers deep within the Nine Netherworlds!

A blazing flame swirled in his pupils, seemingly capable of burning away all laws.

It took a thousand years and countless lives to finally retrieve this ancient divine eye from the forbidden land of chaos. Once fully refined, its Netherworld form can transform into the "Emberless Dark Emperor," at which point…

"Light? It's nothing but a toy in my hands!"

Its decaying lips twitched slightly, revealing a sinister smirk.

At that time, this ant who calls himself the emperor of the human race will not even have the chance to wail!

"This is the essence of the Dark Abyss, a treasure that our clan has only been able to condense once every ten thousand years." The eerie ancestor's deep voice reverberated in the void, and as his decaying sleeves billowed, hundreds of beams of ghostly light poured out like a galaxy.

Each essence is like a frozen eternal night, its surface flowing with dark patterns that devour light. Most astonishing is the spiritual essence contained within them.

Refining just one of these items is enough to allow the soul of an ordinary ant to break through the shackles of the "divine realm"!
Where the essence floated, even the light elements of the holy plane began to distort and collapse.

"Ten treasures, in exchange for my clan's safe departure." It lightly raised its bone claws, and those supreme treasures that were enough to ignite a bloody war among the heavens now obediently surrounded An Jing, like subjects paying homage to their king.

"Ten?" An Jing raised an eyebrow, his fingertips lightly tapping the armrest of the throne, producing a muffled sound that seemed to tremble in the air. "Are you trying to fob off a beggar on the street?"

However, despite his words, he still accepted the ten spirit essences.

He couldn't help but think to himself, "This bizarre progenitor is a treasure trove! A single essence is enough to propel an ordinary mage's spiritual power directly to the ninth realm."

If a high-level or even forbidden spellcaster were to absorb this, they would likely reach the tenth or even eleventh realm!

Honestly, for a moment he really wanted to kill this bizarre progenitor.

A murderous intent surged into his heart like a tidal wave. This rotting corpse was practically a walking treasure trove! But when he tried to probe its vital points with his divine sense, it was like throwing a stone into the sea.
How could someone who has cultivated to the level of a high-ranking emperor not have any hidden tricks up their sleeve? This bizarre ancestor before them—although An Jing had dragged it to the Saintly Plane…

However, killing the opponent is still quite difficult.

He had just scanned the other party with his divine sense and discovered that the other party's life soul was not in this plane. Even if he killed the other party, he could be resurrected using the life soul.
At most, it's just a major blow to their morale.

“Three thousand.” He suddenly chuckled, a wisp of holy flame, powerful enough to incinerate a galaxy, condensing at his fingertips. “Otherwise, I wouldn’t mind helping you ‘purify’ these essences.”

Killing is definitely necessary, but before that, we'll extort as much money as possible.

"Human beings, do not be greedy!"

The eerie progenitor was furious. "Fifteen pieces! This is the final concession! Otherwise, I, the progenitor, will fight to the death and make sure your world and my race perish together!"

Nearly twenty bizarre, emperor-like beings reside within the Holy Plane, several of whom have already reached the level of ruler-emperors.

There are even more bizarre progenitors, beings on the verge of becoming supreme. If these powerful beings were to self-destruct their origins, even the sacred plane left behind by God would surely crumble.

The collapse of a plane is no big deal; after all, it's not something to be taken lightly. Even if it's destroyed, I won't feel bad.

But what's truly worth considering is the simultaneous self-destruction of nearly twenty bizarre emperors; the power of such an attack would be enough to tear the universe apart. An ordinary emperor could easily disrupt space with a casual strike; imagine the impact of them all self-destructing.
At that time, it is likely that half of all living beings will be wiped out in this cataclysmic event.

This is a huge mess. If this many people died all at once, even Satan would probably give you a thumbs up.
P.S.: Thank you everyone for your votes! (End of Chapter)