I am the first emperor of the ancient times

The boundary sea trembled, and endless strange substances swept across it, unleashing a terrifying aura.

The black mist was extremely dense, constantly churning, accompanied by boundless blood rain and black lightning, exuding an ominous aura.

Countless bizarre creatures appeared, some were mummies, others were incredibly ferocious beings, stretching endlessly and crowding the Boundary Sea.

Among them, the eight figures in front are the most conspicuous.

Each figure exuded an extremely terrifying aura, causing the Boundary Sea to tremble and the world to shatter.

The eight figures each exuded a terrifying aura; they were clearly eight Immortal Emperors.

The black mist surged, yet it could not envelop their bodies; their towering figures stood majestically above the Boundary Sea.

Dense dark matter spread in all directions, eroding everything around it, as if it could swallow the Boundary Sea at any moment.

A terrifying aura pierced through everything, the dense dark substance lingered, and an eerie atmosphere that sent chills down one's spine continued to emanate.

Looking at the eight strange Immortal Emperors above the Boundary Sea, Luo Tianxian and Meng Hai were stunned on the Boundary Sea embankment.

"There are actually ten strange Immortal Emperors!" Meng Hai muttered to himself.

Even after escaping back to the Immortal Realm, they all knew that they would face an even more terrifying battle.

They originally thought that the six strange immortal emperors were the limit for the strange race.

What they didn't expect was that this time the strange clan had gathered far more powerful figures than before, actually sending out a full eight strange immortal emperors.

Those were eight bizarre immortal emperors!
Back then, when they faced six strange Immortal Emperors, if it weren't for Ying Hao's intervention, they would have been completely wiped out long ago.

But now, a full eight Immortal Emperors have appeared together. What a terrifying force this is!
Seeing the scene before them, Ye Fan and the others all looked solemn, and they felt immense pressure.

During their cultivation, they all made progress to varying degrees, and were only one step away from the Immortal Emperor realm.

But they ultimately didn't take that step and remained at the Quasi-Immortal Emperor level.

Faced with a far greater number of bizarre Immortal Emperors than before, they still had no power to stop them.

Eight bizarre Immortal Emperors—what terrifying strength, what a powerful foundation!

Such a force could easily sweep across the heavens and destroy any civilization.

And this is just the tip of the iceberg of the powerful strength of the strange race.

They had all experienced that battle and knew that the eight strange immortal emperors were nothing.

The real threat from the Strange Clan is not these Immortal Emperors, but the Strange Ancestor at the Sacrifice Dao Realm.

Now that all eight Immortal Emperors of the Strange Clan have descended, how could the three Ancestors let the Immortal Realm go?

The next moment, the River of Time silently manifested, and three loud noises echoed across the Boundary Sea.

"Boom!"

Strange crimson lightning appeared in the Boundary Sea, and black rain poured down, the strange substance reaching its peak concentration.

Amidst the black rain and crimson lightning, three enormous rifts were torn open, revealing three terrifying figures, each larger than a world in itself.

Three figures stood side by side, the river of time seemed to flow backward, and countless great paths crumbled, all bowing down at their feet.

The simultaneous emergence of three figures has impacted the stability of the past, present, and future, and even shaken the foundations of the present world.

This is the powerful foundation of the mysterious race, an existence that inspires near despair.

Three terrifying and ancient coffins lay across the sea of ​​mortals, their light shining behind the three figures, continuously providing them with unparalleled power. Heaven and earth were crumbling, the laws of the Great Dao were burning, and the order of the heavens was reduced to eternal silence.

Countless universes are dimming and disintegrating, and the sea of ​​boundaries is about to explode.

The entire sea of ​​realms was silent, and all worlds were silent. Under the inescapable power of the three figures, all living beings in various universes trembled and could not help but kneel down in submission.

The three figures exuded an ancient aura, extremely powerful and terrifying to the extreme; they were none other than three bizarre progenitors.

At this moment, even the Corpse Immortal Emperor and others who were prepared felt a chill run down their spines.

Their hearts were heavy with gloom, and they felt as if the whole world had turned gray.

How are we supposed to fight this? And what about the Immortal Realm?
Three priests and eight immortal emperors descended together. Even if Ying Hao was strong and controlled that unimaginable weapon, he could not withstand such a force.

The creatures in the Immortal Realm have become numb, completely unaware of just how powerful an enemy the Immortal Realm has encountered.

The mere presence of these three eerie progenitors in the void caused the worlds to explode, dimming the Great Dao and its rules, as if they were about to be extinguished at any moment.

The collapse of various great paths has caused countless universes to tremble and groan, on the verge of tearing apart and collapsing at any moment.

Three figures stood motionless, yet they overwhelmed the past, present, and future. Their shadows were cast across the vast天地 (heaven and earth), forming the darkest spacetime.

It also seeped into the hearts of the beings in the Immortal Realm, forming an extremely negative and dark area that made countless beings feel incredibly oppressed, and even gave them the urge to sacrifice their own souls.

At this very moment, the sun was rising over the vast world behind us, but no light was visible; it was blocked by the towering figure, leaving only darkness.

The world seemed to have lost its dawn and all hope.

"Welcome the Ancestor! With the Ancestor's arrival, there is no one who is invincible, no place that cannot be destroyed. From ancient times to the present, there has never been a change!"

Above the Boundary Sea, the eerie chants of the Immortal Emperor clearly reached the ears of all living beings.

Their clan has made thorough preparations for this descent into the Immortal Realm.

Even the two Immortal Emperors who were killed by Ying Hao were resurrected by the Ancestor and returned.

Last time, Ying Hao did indeed create a miracle, unleashing an unimaginable weapon.

But so what? Ying Hao is still just an Immortal Emperor, and there is no way that the Dao of Sacrifice can exist in the Immortal Realm.

Today, the Ancestor led them to descend upon the Immortal Realm, and everything will return to nothingness.

“This time, no one can help you. Let’s see how you escape now,” the eerie progenitor said.

Three pairs of eyes, filled with a blood-red light, coldly stared at Ying Hao, as if looking at a lamb to the slaughter.

The voice was extremely cold, devoid of any emotion, and an ominous aura permeated the air, dull and oppressive, as if the world consisted only of this one voice.

Last time, due to the intervention of the Desolate Emperor, the connection between the plateau and the myriad worlds was severed, and they could only watch Ying Hao escape right under their noses.

But times have changed. This time, as they descend upon the Immortal Realm, they cannot allow any more accidents to occur.

They had made foolproof preparations long before they took action.

Not only did it re-establish connections between the plateau and all the myriad realms, it also restricted the Desolate Emperor early on.

Now, the connection between the Desolate Emperor and the Immortal Realm has been completely severed by them, and the other ancestors are doing their best to take action, leaving the Desolate Emperor unable to take care of himself.

In any case, the Desolate Emperor has no chance of helping again.

Without the intervention of the Desolate Heavenly Emperor, the three Ancestors descended upon the Immortal Realm together. They wanted to see what kind of trouble Ying Hao could still cause. (End of Chapter)