I am the first emperor of the ancient times

Chapter 309 The Great Sacrifice Descends, Everything Will Be Reduced to Ruins!
A faint blood-red light shone down from the sky, and strange substances increased in large quantities, creating an atmosphere of boundless terror.

A black mist, like clouds, kept drifting in, and everything was turning into something ominous.

An immense, oppressive force, as if resurrected from an ancient, infinitely distant land, threatened to annihilate all tangible matter.

One large hole after another appeared in the sky, and ominous substances such as black blood and white demons appeared, all covered by a thick black fog.

Even more, countless living beings clearly saw that an ancient land inexplicably appeared hundreds of millions of miles away.

It seemed to be traversing one era after another, heading towards the myriad realms of the heavens.

"what is that?"

As the ancient land emerged, the sky darkened and turned into a bubble-like substance.

In that endless, distant, mysterious realm, something gradually became clear, manifesting itself in the world through the bubble-like sky.

This was true throughout all the heavens and myriad realms; all living beings in every world trembled with unease, realizing that a horrific change was about to occur.

It was a blood-red altar, appearing from the boundless void and manifesting itself in all worlds.

Although it is very blurry, one can still feel its grandeur and magnificence, and even more so its terrifying aura.

At this moment, everyone, no matter who they are or where they are, has a feeling that the end of the world is coming.

"That's the place of the chief priest. We're finished, we're all going to die!"

"It's all over. The heavens will cease to exist, and darkness will shroud the world!"

Many survivors from the previous era, countless beings, were filled with despair, sensing that calamity was imminent.

They all realized that the final moment was approaching, and everything would come to an end.

The altar reflected an endless crimson hue, creating a sense of oppression, and a surge of negative emotions such as palpitations and despair welled up in people's hearts.

Most importantly, any cultivator with a certain level of strength felt as if they were being watched from the shadows, their souls chilled and their bodies icy cold.

Many people trembled, as if they were being targeted by a natural enemy, or as if they were being suppressed by their own species. Their physical bodies even betrayed them, wanting to submit willingly.

Throughout the world, all living beings are filled with fear, despair, or anger, and all want to fight back.

But it's all meaningless!

The hole in the sky grew larger and more terrifying, as if this world had been pierced by an external force, and the entire universe was tilting.

A massive amount of gray matter flowed, like a rushing river, like a cascading waterfall, vast and mighty.

"The grand ceremony is about to begin!"

A cold voice rang out, coming from a mysterious and distant place, echoing throughout the myriad realms.

The sound was so loud it nearly caused living beings to explode; even highly skilled experts felt a splitting headache.

Furthermore, countless divine chains of the Great Dao appeared between heaven and earth, constantly being destroyed, creating an incredibly terrifying scene.

It was as if the world was being destroyed, with countless rules being constantly eroded, as if an era was about to come to an end.

Even powerful figures like Black Emperor felt their scalps tingle and were extremely terrified, with goosebumps rising all over their bodies.

"Prepare for the great sacrifice! The great will perish, and all worlds will be reduced to ruins!"

A voice rang out again, like a continuous prayer, like a sermon, like an ancient language that ordinary people cannot understand calling out.

A terrifying atmosphere permeated the air, and the river of time was thrown into chaos, its course deliberately altered.

All the aura emanated from the altar, suppressing all realms, aiming to destroy the heavens, and regarding the past, present, and future as sacrifices.

Throughout the myriad realms, cries of sorrow and weeping resounded.

A profound pessimism, a utter despair, permeated the heavens and earth. The great sacrifice was about to begin, the end of the world was approaching, and all realms would face their demise.

Above the sky, the crimson altar grew ever larger, as if it would crush all worlds, and it became increasingly clear.

Its body was pitch black, incredibly eerie, while the blood-red color was the remnants of blood from the past, the residue left behind after sacrifices throughout the ages.

Below it, one can vaguely see the endless ocean of the world, vast and boundless.

Looking at the blood-red altar in the sky, Ying Hao was somewhat surprised. This day had finally come, but sooner than he had imagined.

Not long ago, after the battle in the River of Souls and the battle in the mortal realm, the strange race must have suffered considerable losses.

In his view, there should still be some time before the grand ceremony begins.

As it turned out, this day came even sooner than he had imagined.

Based on his judgment, the fact that the strange race launched a grand sacrifice so quickly probably meant they had sensed something unusual.

"All things in this world, the vast universe, the past, present, and future, are worthy of sacrifice!"

The ancient and melodious voice rang out once more, startling all the heavens and myriad realms.

All living beings felt their scalps tingle. The expressions of the Black Emperor and Ye Qingxian and others became tense. They knew that once the Great Sacrifice was initiated, most of the world would be left with nothing.

With a deafening roar, spacetime shattered, a terrifying rift appeared, causing time to reverse, and the complete altar finally emerged.

The myriad realms roared, as if they were being set ablaze, about to become sacrifices. The aura of doomsday appeared above every sky, and terrifying energy permeated and boiled.

The next moment, six extremely terrifying beings appeared on the blood-red altar; they were clearly powerful beings at the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

Six Great Golden Immortals, a full six!
Heaven and earth were collapsing, and behind them were dozens of Golden Immortals, each with countless figures, which were a large number of strange races and dark creatures.

"The grand ceremony begins; all realms return to nothingness!"

The eerie Immortal Emperor spoke, as if a supreme being were issuing a judgment.

"go!"

Someone growled, wanting to lead their people away, to break free from the heavens, and enter the boundless chaos.

The chaos is still fraught with danger, but there is still a chance of survival, which is better than waiting to die.

However, on the blood-red altar, one after another, pitch-black hands appeared, reaching out to grab the fleeing races. It was clearly the Golden Immortal Realm experts making their move.

The world continued to fracture, and the heavens were torn apart by those enormous hands. Among the fleeing races were many powerful beings at the Xuanxian realm, but they too were directly shattered, unable to withstand the attack.

They are about to perform a great sacrifice, and all the beings of all races in the myriad realms are sacrifices to this great sacrifice; none can be spared.

Faced with this situation, all living beings in the world were utterly desperate. Some cultivators had completely collapsed, roaring to the sky, while others cried out in despair.

In an instant, the world was thrown into chaos, and all living beings felt deep despair, fear, and helplessness.

Chu Feng stared at the sky, a sense of powerlessness welling up in his heart. The grand sacrifice had begun, and the powerful members of the strange race had mobilized in full force.

Even if he wields an ancient artifact of the Great Dao, he can only exert the strength of a Golden Immortal. How can he contend with these strange and powerful beings?
"This time, I'll see who can save you!"

The eerie Immortal Emperor emitted an ancient consciousness, and the moment he spoke, all sorts of terrifying phenomena appeared.

Strange phenomena appeared in the sky, and if their sounds reached the heavens, they were a manifestation of the supreme rules.

The sky was cracking open, revealing a chaotic scene, with countless rays of light intertwining and sweeping across all the heavens and myriad realms.

The beings of all realms looked up at the sky, at the shattered heavens, and at the three Great Luo Immortals on the altar, their hearts filled with nothing but despair.

(End of this chapter)