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Chapter 656 Arrival
The figures of Di Jun and Tai Yi are becoming thinner and more transparent in a way that defies comprehension.

It did not dissipate, but burned.

They ignited their own existence from the very root of concepts, transforming it into a raging inferno that consumed time and space.

At this moment, the will hidden in the heavens above, at the end of time and space, the "snake" that always looked down on the game from above, finally understood what they were doing.

It is precisely because I understand that I cannot comprehend or accept it.

Shouldn't the essence of life be about acquisition and monopolization?

For the sake of its own eternity, for the sake of climbing to a higher peak, everything can be a stepping stone, everything can be abandoned.

Selfishness is the only truth that drives the evolution of all things.

However, Di Jun and Tai Yi, these two emperors who once stood at the pinnacle of the primordial world, are now committing the most thorough betrayal of this theorem.

They are offering sacrifices, giving everything they have as offerings.

That power that could drive any living being mad, that eternal and indestructible life that coexists with the world, even that Great Luo Dao Fruit that transcends the river of time and is beyond the reach of countless great beings... all of it, all of the meaning that constitutes the two names "Di Jun" and "Tai Yi", all turned into fuel at this moment.

All for the sake of destroying the inescapable net it had laid over countless years, and to shake the one and only "future" that it had forcibly fixed.

"Stop!"

A roar, a mixture of shock, anger, and disbelief, was no longer an invisible will, but a sonic wave that tore through reality.

Above the sky, the void covered by the scroll of laws was brutally torn apart by a hand of indescribable size.

The palm was covered with fine scales that seemed to be formed from the purest darkness and the end. With its five fingers slightly spread, it blocked out all the light of the primordial world.

The "snake" that had been hiding behind the scenes finally tore off its disguise and made a ruthless move.

Because in that split second, only it could possibly stop the final swan song of those two emperors.

"Don't think about it!"

However, a figure had already positioned itself between the giant hand and the two emperors who were about to dissipate.

Zhang Qi's gaze was more solemn than ever before, as if it bore the weight of an entire era.

He swung his sword against the overwhelming darkness.

There was no earth-shattering light, no world-destroying sound; before his palm, spacetime transformed into an infinitely collapsing singularity, a "nothingness" that devoured all concepts.

There was no earth-shattering magical brilliance, no world-destroying energy fluctuations.

This is the purest, ultimate clash of ultimate forces.

In an instant, the entire primordial world was stripped of its color.

The concepts of light and heat were completely overturned, transforming into a pure white expanse that could not be captured by sight or perceived by the divine.

Before this pure white expanse, time and space are as fragile as thin paper, easily twisted, torn, and crushed.

That mere aftershock sent shivers down the spines of all the holy beings of the myriad races.

That was a terrifying force capable of obliterating their Sainthood, their Dao Fruit, and their immortal bodies!
"go!"

Someone let out a shrill scream, and dozens of streaks of light fled frantically out of the blast radius without hesitation, their disheveled state completely devoid of the majesty of a Saint-level expert.

Seeing that their own holy throne had abandoned them, the faces of the myriad races below, still bewildered and struggling, turned ashen instantly.

Wu Ming watched this scene and simply shook his head.

Behind him, the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda shone brightly, and Xuanhuang energy descended, protecting this space.

In an instant, Buzhou Mountain became incredibly huge, as if supporting the heavens and the earth, stabilizing the spacetime structure of this place.

The aftershocks of Dyna's collision, powerful enough to destroy everything, still caused a violent tremor when they hit this invisible barrier.

Wu Ming's face turned pale, and blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, but he did not back down.

He not only protected the human army behind him, but also enveloped the vast majority of the armies of all races that had not yet escaped under this absolute defense.

Because this was his final agreement with those two emperors.

The two figures, about to burn out, seemed to sense his actions and cast one last glance in his direction, filled with gratitude and relief. The next moment, Di Jun and Tai Yi vanished completely.

They did not die, but transformed into an indescribable will, an unstoppable ripple, using themselves as anchors to spread to every corner along multiple timelines.

The Great Luo is the pinnacle of all time and space, the supreme being that has attained the uniqueness of multiple realms.

The emperor, on the other hand, is a figure who embodies the destiny of his race and is recognized by the entire multiverse.

Based on this, they were able to break through the seemingly indestructible blockade of the "snake".

In an instant, across countless time states and countless possibilities, whether young or old, glorious or down on their luck, Di Jun and Tai Yi made the same choice at the same moment.

Their figures ignite in their respective times and spaces.

It's like throwing millions of pebbles into a calm, still lake. Tiny ripples, after converging, overlapping, and resonating, eventually transform into a colossal wave powerful enough to overturn the entire lake!

This is the final farewell of the two emperors of the Eastern Heaven.

This overwhelming wave of will clearly reached the hearts of every single being of all races on the primordial battlefield.

"...We were born here, we grew up here, we are the beings of this universe, not servants of any one person..."

"...In my name, in the name of the Emperor, for all races, I beg for a... true tomorrow..."

The voice seemed to resound directly from the depths of one's soul, carrying both the majesty of an emperor and the final tragedy.

"Pfft!"

A veteran wolf soldier blankly released his battle axe, the weapon that had been with him for thousands of years crashing to the ground, splashing up a handful of mud mixed with blood.

Two streams of hot tears flowed from his cloudy eyes. He knelt heavily in the direction where the two emperors had disappeared, prostrating himself in the most ancient ritual.

"Respectfully bidding farewell to... His Majesty the Eastern Emperor! His Majesty the Demon Emperor!"

More and more soldiers from all races laid down their weapons, knelt on the ground, and wept bitterly.

They finally understood that the two emperors who had once led them to glory and those who had once plunged them into the abyss had ultimately sacrificed everything to give them a choice.

However, another group of races had eyes that flashed with unacceptable terror and resentment.

Especially those holy figures who had just escaped a calamity.

The expressions on their faces were more ferocious than ever before.

Tomorrow? What tomorrow? Without the power bestowed by the "serpent," without the endless fortune plundered from humanity, their holy positions are nothing but castles in the air!

They will transform from a supreme ruler back into a racial leader struggling to survive in the cracks.

Even after witnessing the potential of humanity and the terror of beings like Wu Ming and Zhang Qi, they will face a humiliating future as the defeated, reduced to vassals of humanity!
This is absolutely unacceptable to them!
As beneficiaries, they had long since tied their fates to the "snake."

From the moment they chose to pledge their loyalty to the "snake," all that lay before them was a path of relentless conflict with humanity!

Just as these two completely different emotions collided fiercely in the sky above the battlefield, the shockwave caused by the self-destruction of the two emperors, which shook the entire multiverse, finally reached its end under Zhang Qi's guidance.

That's the Investiture of the Gods...

Om-!
In the sky, the scroll unfurled automatically without any wind.

It was no longer a flow of Yin and Yang energies, but instead burst forth with an unprecedentedly brilliant light.

At the center of that light, a vast and boundless scroll slowly emerged, with stars scattered throughout, celestial palaces layered, and immortals and gods appearing and disappearing, as if encompassing the supreme laws of the entire universe.

Thirty-Three Heavens Diagram!
This is the true essence of the Investiture of the Gods!

The next moment, the explosive power that combined everything of the two emperors and was enough to destroy the timeline erupted!

Click——!
A crisp sound, like glass shattering, echoed throughout the entire prehistoric world.

All living things looked up in horror.

They saw that the sky... had cracked open...

(End of this chapter)