I am the first emperor of the ancient times

Chapter 292 The Great Sacrifice? Did you ask me?

As the main sacrificial site manifested, Chu Feng felt unimaginable pressure, but he could only grit his teeth and endure it.

The reason he dared to take the initiative to pursue was because of the power within him.

Upon seeing the site of the main ceremony, he felt pressured and extremely uneasy.

However, just as Chu Feng hesitated, a voice rang in his ear.

"Just keep going, leave the rest to your master!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Chu Feng felt relieved, because the voice belonged to his master.

The next moment, a loud bang was heard.

Chu Feng manipulated his blurry figure, leaving the platform, crossing the void, and heading towards the main sacrificial site.

Yao Yao and the others were dumbfounded, and the Black Emperor was trembling uncontrollably. What was going on?
Where did Chu Feng get the courage? He actually dared to step into the main sacrificial ground. Could it be that he really is the one who has returned?

Only Ying Hao stared at Chu Feng with a smile on his face. It was his doing to let Chu Feng take control of a part of his power, and it was also part of his plan.

Now, this force is stronger than before, enough to confuse the public.

In his view, even the strangest things happening nowadays are probably beyond his comprehension, and he doesn't know what's going on. That's exactly what he's after.

The main sacrificial site was indeed extraordinary; even a quasi-immortal emperor could not enter it, but it was no match for him.

At this moment, the blurry figure kept taking steps, leaving one golden footprint after another in the void.

The footprints were sacred and crystalline, like patterns on the Great Dao, constantly showering down light and imprinting themselves on the void.

Wherever their feet went, they left a clear line of footprints that were impossible to erase.

As the blurry figure continued to penetrate deeper into the area, the Black Emperor was utterly shocked. Could it be that the figure was really going to sweep through this place?
On the other hand, the four supreme beings inside the main sacrificial site were also somewhat worried after seeing the blurry figure's movements, fearing that the blurry figure might intrude into their territory.

The blurry figure was getting closer and closer, but stopped just before it entered.

Seeing this, many people who had been anxiously waiting finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As expected, the blurry figure was not the one who had returned and was still unable to enter the main sacrificial ground.

However, the next moment, the heavens began to rumble and tremble, as if they were about to fall at any moment.

Countless chaotic lands connecting the great worlds are cracking, as if they are about to pierce through all the heavens and earth.

Then, the figure moved forward again, step by step, dismantling everything.

The blurry figure left golden footprints in the void as it stepped into the main sacrificial ground.

"How is that possible? How did he get in? This isn't the real world. Could it really be that person returning?"

The numerous supreme beings were utterly shocked; they could hardly believe what they were seeing. But now, intense energy fluctuations were already emanating from them.

That figure had already stepped into the main sacrificial ground, as if walking through the years, strolling in the long river of time, impervious to all laws.

Intense energy fluctuations emanated from the main sacrificial site. Had it not been for the absence of the Soul River to block them, this power would have been enough to shake the very foundations of all the heavens and myriad realms.

At this moment, the Supreme Beings were truly afraid. They quickly activated the killing intent of the field, unleashing a barrage of supreme attacks.

But in the end, they still failed!

The figure continued forward, completely ignoring them, and the golden footprints in the void became even more sacred.

As for the main sacrificial site, a small portion of it had already crumbled. With that figure suddenly stepping down, everything there was disintegrating.

Moreover, the figure ignored them and headed straight for the altar at the main sacrificial site.

The numerous supreme beings exchanged glances, all realizing what this figure was about to do—clearly, to destroy the sacred site.

But they had no chance to stop it. The scene before them made them doubt whether this figure would truly destroy the sacred site. Then, in the next moment, a terrifying aura filled the sacred site, as if the river of time had been severed.

At the center of the altar, a scaly claw extended, emanating from it.

The River of Souls trembled continuously, causing the River of Time to break, the years to flow backward, space and time to be reversed, and everything to be overturned.

"Hmph, you dare to be so presumptuous with just a wisp of power!"

The voice was ethereal and indifferent, devoid of any emotional fluctuation, yet this single voice caused the myriad realms to tremble continuously.

As if in the wrath of the supreme god, terrifying phenomena appeared in the heavens and the myriad realms.

As the voice rang out, a hazy figure materialized, its enormous eyes watching the blurry figure moving forward.

"The officiant!"

Seeing this, many supreme beings cried out, for they had thought they had no chance of stopping it.

But now, their hope has been rekindled, because the chief priest of the main place of worship has appeared.

This is the supreme expert who launched this grand plan; he is a true emperor.

"It's just a manifestation of power, yet it dares to disturb my slumber!" the high priest said in a deep voice.

He had been keeping an eye on this group of people, and when that blurry figure appeared, he was terrified and dared not show himself immediately.

But as time went on, he began to see some clues: the blurry figure was merely a manifestation of a wisp of power.

If that person were to return, not only would these supreme beings be destroyed, but even the main sacrificial grounds would have long been destroyed, so how could they be given any chance?

This power is extremely strong for the Supreme One, but he looks down on it. Unless that person comes in person, who in all the heavens and myriad realms can stop him?
The high priest moved, and a terrifying bolt of lightning appeared, transforming into a beam of light that tore through the void.

This light, carrying a terrifying aura, swept across the entire River of Souls, even spreading to all the heavens and myriad realms, shaking the entire Great Thousand World.

Its radiance grew ever stronger, radiating overwhelming pressure capable of destroying all things and reducing all realms to their origin.

Ying Hao looked at the chief priest who had taken the initiative to appear, and a smile appeared on his face.

After waiting for so long, he has finally found a worthy opponent. Since the high priest is in such a hurry, he will send him on his way.

With a thought, the blurry figure behind Chu Feng's aura intensified, and the Heavenly Dao Record almost materialized, its brilliant light illuminating the past and present, and descending upon boundless chaotic energy.

The next moment, the blurry figure rapidly rose higher, its power reaching its peak.

A colossal hand descended, its five-colored divine light condensing upon it, powerful enough to cleave heaven and earth and suppress everything.

“How is that possible?”

The high priest spoke in disbelief, already drenched in a cold sweat.

He couldn't understand why the blurry figure's power would increase; he even refused to believe what he was seeing.

The clash happened in the blink of an eye, and the five-colored divine light above the giant hand had already devoured the chief priest.

Amidst countless incredulous gazes, the priest's physical body and soul collapsed instantly, and the extremely dense and eerie substance was also obliterated.

Moreover, this was far from over. The colossal hand that blotted out the sky rose once more, its five-colored divine light illuminating the past and present.

The giant hand pressed down, severing the river of time, and the main sacrificial site, along with many supreme beings, was completely annihilated.

The colossal hand that blots out the sky spans the ages, causing even the River of Souls to collapse and crumble, and everything is being destroyed.

During the collapse and disintegration of the Soul River, Chu Feng and the others disappeared and were sent back to the mortal realm by Ying Hao.

(End of this chapter)