I am the first emperor of the ancient times

Above the heavens, Luo Tianxian and Meng Hai stared in disbelief at Ying Hao.

The eerie progenitor unleashed a devastating attack with all his might—what a terrifying technique!

That was a powerful expert at the Sacrifice Dao realm, possessing immense power capable of sweeping across the world; only a Sacrifice Dao expert could contend with him.

But what about the results?

In that earth-shattering collision, Ying Hao remained unharmed, twice using the Great Bell to block the strange progenitor's methods.

Now, Ying Hao has even activated the great bell, taking the initiative to attack the eerie progenitor.

Not only did it shatter the progenitor's greatsword, but it also shredded the progenitor's hands, causing injury to the progenitor.

What kind of weapon is this?
They witnessed the battle between the Pollen Road Ancestor and the Strange Ancestor in that battle, so how could they not know how powerful the Strange Ancestor was!
The mysterious progenitor was a sacrificial priest, far surpassing any immortal emperor.

But now, Ying Hao can injure the strange progenitor with just one weapon.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed such a thing could happen.

What level of sophistication does this weapon reach? And where does it come from?

They couldn't help but wonder if they would have had a chance to turn the tide if they had had such weapons back then.
Is it possible for even the heavens above to escape the fate of destruction?

The Corpse Immortal Emperor stared at the great bell and at the bizarre ancestor whose hands had been torn apart, remaining silent for a long time.

The moment the eerie progenitor made his move, he was subjected to immense pressure, as if millions of mountains were pressing down on him.

He had personally experienced the terror of the eerie progenitor; that power was definitely not something a Celestial Emperor could withstand.

He originally thought that Ying Hao's use of the Great Bell to block the strange progenitor's methods was already the limit.

After all, being able to survive in the hands of a powerful sacrificial master is already an extremely rare thing.

But he never expected that the bell would be far more terrifying than he had imagined.

With this giant bell, Ying Hao was able to severely injure the progenitor.

That was the progenitor of the strange beings, a powerful figure at the Dao of Sacrifice.

No matter how strong Ying Hao is, he is still only a Celestial Emperor.

This is the same Immortal Emperor who achieved an unimaginable feat with the help of a weapon. How could he not be surprised?
This scene also caught the attention of the strange creatures. The fact that the progenitor of the strange creatures was injured made them gasp in shock.

"Incredible! What kind of weapon is this?"

"How could the progenitor, who overlooked all the heavens and traversed the past, present, and future, be injured?"

"Where did Ying Hao come from? And where did this weapon come from?"

The fact that a weapon could block the sacrificial ritual was already astonishing, but now it seems that this is probably only the tip of the iceberg of the weapon's power.

They saw it clearly: the eerie progenitor had gone all out and even summoned a progenitor-level greatsword, yet he had only managed to barely block it.

Such astonishing power, yet contained only in a single weapon, was truly unimaginable to them.

Throughout the long course of history, they had never witnessed such a scene before.

A Celestial Emperor, wielding only a single weapon, was able to exert strength comparable to a powerful Daoist.

It's hard to imagine how terrifying the combat power would be if Ying Hao could go further, or if another powerful sacrificial expert were to wield this weapon.
They suddenly imagined an extremely terrifying possibility: if a powerful sacrificial expert were to wield this weapon, even the progenitor might be annihilated!
What the strange creatures could perceive, the strange progenitor who was confronting Ying Hao naturally felt even more deeply.

His expression grew even uglier as he stared intently at the Chaos Bell.

Over the long years, he has seen countless treasures, and even treasures that surpass the level of sacrificial arts.

Even the most powerful treasures ultimately depend on the person wielding them. Even a treasure surpassing the level of sacrificial rituals could not unleash such terrifying power if wielded by a Celestial Emperor.

Facing this giant bell, he felt as if he were facing not a weapon, but a true master of the Dao of Sacrifice.

As a powerful figure in the Dao of Sacrifice, he naturally knew how outrageous such a weapon was.

Such a weapon already made him feel extremely threatened, which was something he could not tolerate.

"The weapon is good, but unfortunately you are only a Celestial Emperor!" the eerie Celestial Emperor said angrily.

As soon as he finished speaking, the ancient coffin behind him trembled slightly, lifting a corner, causing all the heavens and myriad realms to groan, as if it contained unimaginable mysterious substances.

Then, a unique mist drifted out from the coffin and poured onto the body of the eerie progenitor.

It was a constantly flowing stream of black ash, an incredible substance that gradually turned into black mist.

In an instant, the severed arms and the progenitor's greatsword were restored to their original state, and black mist gathered on the progenitor's body, making him even more terrifying.

He wielded the progenitor-level greatsword decisively and swiftly, the black mist around him churning continuously.

The emaciated body nearly crushed time and space, extinguishing everything around it; order and rules had ceased to exist.

The greatsword swept across the heavens, severing everything, splitting the void, and annihilating all.

"It seems you've decided to kill! Too bad, you're not good enough!" Ying Hao said with a smile.

He neither flinched nor dodged, coldly staring at the eerie progenitor.

The Chaos Bell swayed gently, scattering boundless chaotic energy.

The dazzling colors of black and yellow illuminated the heavens, and the Chaos Bell struck out with unparalleled dominance.

The universe is collapsing, the river of time is wailing, and the world is trembling and decaying.

An endless wave surged between the two, a sweeping force of countless great principles and the shattering of countless rules, like the eruption of billions of volcanoes.

The Chaos Bell suppressed the river of time, causing all things in heaven and earth to stand still, and the world was vast and boundless, as if only the resounding sound of the bell could be heard.

In a short period of time, this has already resulted in millions of encounters.

The strange progenitor was covered in wounds from the Great Dao, yet the Chaos Bell remained unharmed.

As the battles continued, he grew increasingly alarmed and panicked.

The power of this weapon had overturned his understanding; he couldn't comprehend anything, but the immense pressure he felt was extremely real.

A sense of panic even welled up in his heart; if this continued to drag on, it would be extremely disadvantageous for him.

At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind: he would not allow this person in front of him to continue living, and this powerful weapon should be handed over to his clan to control.

Only when they have such a huge threat in their own hands can they feel completely at ease.

Thinking of this, he did not hesitate at all and immediately contacted the other ancestors in the clan.

"You can't even imagine the depth of my clan's resources. So what if this weapon is powerful? Your death is imminent!" the eerie ancestor laughed.

As soon as he finished speaking, a vast aura resonated throughout the river of time, spanning the past, present, and future.

He could already sense an incredibly familiar aura; the other ancestors of his clan had already arrived.

With the other progenitors joining forces, what can Ying Hao change even if he possesses this weapon? (End of Chapter)