I am the first emperor of the ancient times

"Kill him!" the eerie progenitor said in a cold voice.

They already felt a real threat from someone like Ying Hao.

Throughout countless ages, they have reigned supreme over all living beings, even capable of sacrificing the Great Dao.

Even someone as powerful as the Desolate Emperor was extremely confident and did not believe that the Desolate Emperor could cause any trouble.

Faced with such a threat as Ying Hao, and having witnessed the three supreme treasures that Ying Hao possessed, they had only one thought in their minds: to annihilate Ying Hao.

Everyone else is no threat. Only by killing Ying Hao and eliminating this biggest variable can they ensure the eternal existence of their clan.

"Boom!"

The eight ancestors moved simultaneously, their killing intent rising suddenly as they coldly attacked Ying Hao.

The massive black figure rapidly grew larger, its shoulders bursting through the chaos, driven relentlessly by the source, unleashing an unparalleled and awe-inspiring power!
The ancient coffin behind him was completely opened, and a rich primordial substance surged out, all of which landed on the body of the eerie progenitor.

Their bodies burst open one universe after another, making even the most brilliant galaxies seem insignificant. Their forms crushed the past and present, spanned all realms, and shattered the river of time.

The combined attack of the eight progenitors was extremely terrifying, simply astonishing.

They roared and howled, their heavy footsteps causing the ancient, chaotic land beyond the world to explode and crack the adjacent universe.

The eight progenitors arrived together, and the great roads were burning like flickering candlelight.

But what does that matter? The power of the eight progenitors has already surpassed the Great Dao, and their terrifying aura surges forth.

The world roared, the boundless universe surged, countless chaos boiled, and countless great worlds trembled and wailed.

"How dare you! Do you really think we don't exist?"

Seeing this, the Desolate Emperor and Ye Fan roared in fury, their shouts shaking the universe.

How could they not know the thoughts of the strange progenitors? They simply wanted to abandon them and target Ying Hao together.

After witnessing Ying Hao's strength, these strange ancestors felt threatened and wanted to annihilate him.

They all knew how important Ying Hao was, and they absolutely could not agree to doing this under their noses.

Moreover, attacking Ying Hao so recklessly shows a blatant disregard for their dignity.

"Boom!"

The Desolate Emperor raised his sword and charged towards the eerie progenitor, surpassing all speeds and causing the River of Time to flow backward.

The unparalleled sword light cleaved through everything, annihilated everything, tore everything apart, and severed the primordial chaos beyond the world.

The sword light was extremely terrifying. With a single strike, even the ancient coffin behind the progenitor roared and trembled violently.

Ye Fan moved like lightning, his body, which resembled the heavens and the earth, surged with boundless blood energy, and his Heavenly Emperor Fist overwhelmed the world.

The fist imprint slammed towards the ancestor, and countless strands of fist light engulfed the area in front of it.

The empress's black hair danced, and endless flames burned the world, destroying everything.

The Desolate Emperor and the others each unleashed their most powerful attacks, sparing no effort to kill the Strange Ancestor, in an attempt to stop him.

However, the strange progenitors ignored everything and turned a blind eye to the methods of the Desolate Emperor and others, their eyes only fixed on Ying Hao.

Once Ying Hao is erased from history and disappears into the world, the others are no threat at all.

It is obvious that the ancestors feared Ying Hao's future and were determined to eliminate him.

Sword light, fist imprints, scorching flames, and various other techniques were launched one after another at the eerie progenitor.

Ominous blood splattered everywhere. Some ancestors were pierced by sword light, while others had half their bodies shattered by fist shadows. Each ancestor was engulfed in flames. Yet, no matter how severe their injuries, the ancestors remained unperturbed and showed no emotional fluctuations.

"No rush! The feast will begin soon, and it will be your turn soon," the eerie progenitors laughed.

They weren't angry at all; they remained indifferent and calm, as if even the most serious injuries meant nothing to them.

They only had eyes for Ying Hao; their goal was to eliminate him, to eradicate this threat.

In response, the Desolate Emperor and his followers unleashed even more terrifying methods. Brilliant sword light illuminated the heavens, terrifying fist imprints pierced the sky, and various other techniques illuminated the entire ancient history, casting a hazy shadow of the future.

"Boom!"

Heaven and earth collapsed, and acquaintances from ancient times to the present were reversed. The eight ancestors moved together.

No matter how terrifying the methods used, they remained unmoved, their only goal being to obliterate Ying Hao.

The next moment, something terrible happened: inexplicable patterns appeared between the progenitors.

These patterns have surpassed the Dao patterns; they are terrifying patterns that even Immortal Emperors cannot comprehend, connecting the eight progenitors into a single entity.

The eight progenitors stood tall, facing Ying Hao together. Boundless light emanated from them, and the eight progenitors seemed to coalesce into a single entity, becoming a being that transcended the Dao of Sacrifice.

Their figures stand apart from the world, sometimes gathering, sometimes dispersing, they are everywhere.

Even the Desolate Heavenly Emperor and others could not capture it, and some of their unparalleled techniques missed their target, landing in the boundless chaos.

At this moment, an overwhelming sense of oppression surged forth, causing countless living beings to tremble, feel uneasy in their souls, and experience endless terror.

Through the connection of mysterious patterns, the ancestors seemed to transform into a whole, merging into one.

In a blur, they actually transformed into one person, wielding a thick, blood-dripping spiked club and smashing it forward.

Beneath the black spiked club, time crumbled, the world exploded, chaos evaporated, order turned to ash, and the Great Dao was burned and destroyed everything.

If this battlefield had not been separated from all worlds, all the great worlds would have been torn apart, and all the universes would have been destroyed.

The spiked club was black and heavy; even the so-called Great Dao could only crumble and turn to ashes before it.

"The Jade Emperor!"

A suppressed cry came from afar, and all beings in the universe felt tense and anxious, their hearts filled with great distress.

After the Jade Emperor annihilated the two progenitors, they all had a renewed hope, because there would be an opportunity for all the heavens and myriad realms.

After all, if the Jade Emperor could obliterate two progenitors, he could naturally obliterate many more.

What they didn't expect was that the ancestors would be so crazy as to join forces.

How could they not see that the Jade Emperor was clearly being targeted by the ancestors, a total of eight ancestors?

Even if the Jade Emperor is strong, how could he possibly withstand the combined attack of the eight progenitors?
People were filled with immense pain; they did not want to see the Jade Emperor defeated and killed, nor did they want to see the hopes of all the heavens and myriad realms shattered.

On the other hand, the Desolate Emperor and his group, who were constantly making moves, also had solemn expressions and their eyes were full of worry.

Given their strength, they were even more aware of the terror of that black spiked club. If they joined forces with Ying Hao and others, they might indeed have a chance to deal with this terrifying method.

But now, the bizarre progenitors are disregarding everything, and even if they use all their strength, they cannot stop these crazed bizarre progenitors.

They couldn't help Ying Hao at all, let alone join forces to deal with that black spiked club.

They all knew Ying Hao was extremely powerful, even unexpectedly annihilating two Primordial Ancestors, yet faced with such formidable abilities, even they were optimistic about Ying Hao's chances. (End of Chapter)