The Fate of Eternal Life

Chapter 109 Divine Dynasty's Conquest! Kunzhou Hun Tuo Wanlong Bell!
"Slaughter the entire lineage of the Undying Emperor! The hatred of our Imperial Ancestor can only be washed away with blood!"

In the Central Plains, before the cenotaph of the Great Xia Dynasty's Supreme Emperor, the fifth-generation descendant of the Supreme Emperor, who had broken free from the divine source, stood with a sorrowful expression and a murderous aura.

Behind him stood eight saints, including powerful figures from the lineage of the Supreme Emperor and those with profound backgrounds from the various lords of the Divine Dynasty. Now, because of the death of the Supreme Emperor, they had all emerged, vowing to annihilate the Heavenly Emperor's lineage!
Only after the sages come the current emperors, feudal lords, and the descendants of the surviving emperors.

Xia Yiming and Xia Yilin, siblings, were also among them. They felt anger and unease, but more than anything, they were determined to avenge their ancestor!
For the next forty-nine days, the entire Great Xia Dynasty was draped in mourning, and at the same time, various forces within the Dynasty began to move.

Soon, news of the Great Xia Divine Dynasty declaring war on the lineage of the Undying Emperor spread far and wide, causing a huge uproar and making everyone's heart pound with fear.

"A Great Sage... If it weren't for the fact that the ancestor of this race, the Supreme Emperor, died in the Immortal Abode World, he probably wouldn't have been born until the Divine Dynasty was destroyed." A human powerhouse sighed.

"A great emperor has fallen, dying on the path to immortality... Was he truly murdered by the Immortal Emperor?" Some were horrified, for if the news were true, it would mean the Immortal Emperor had lived for nearly a million years—an incredibly long period of time.

"The human emperor is nothing more than this... The Heavenly Emperor is indeed the supreme ruler of all races, the first in history!" a powerful member of the Divine Wheel Clan declared.

This race was one of the ten most ferocious races in ancient times. They were extremely bloodthirsty. In ancient times, not only did the human race suffer greatly from them, but the smaller races among the myriad races also lived in fear and depended on them.

But soon, this clan disappeared from the world; it was the Great Xia Dynasty that did it!
On the day that the Great Xia Dynasty had guarded the tomb for a full forty-nine days, dragon energy surged from the direction of Zhongzhou, creating a spectacular scene. A dragon sword tore through the void, and an old man stepped from Zhongzhou into this city in one step!

The Supreme Emperor Sword, like an ancestral dragon, shook its head and tail, releasing a terrifying aura that shook the world. It possessed an unparalleled killing intent that suppressed the heavens.

"Those who insult my imperial ancestors shall all die!"

The fifth-generation descendant of the Great Emperor, exuding an aura of decay, appeared before the ancestral land of the Divine Wheel Clan. In recent days, spies from the Great Xia Divine Dynasty had been gathering information on various hostile forces.

Once the goal was set, a divine light platform was set up outside the ancestral land of the Divine Wheel Clan as a coordinate to guide his descent.

The fifth-generation descendant of the Emperor was filled with murderous intent, exuding an extremely cold aura. He wielded the Dragon Sword in his hand, which was incredibly sharp. The Imperial Dragon Qi, which was said to be comparable to the Battle Saint Technique in terms of attack power, surged out.

"puff!"

In an instant, a bloody light filled the area ahead, and the entire territory of the Divine Wheel Clan was wiped out, with no living creature escaping.

This method is chilling; with a single word, he wiped them all out. No one expected that this Great Sage of the Great Xia Dynasty would be so malevolent, slaughtering an entire clan with a single move.

This caused passersby who caught a glimpse of the scene to gasp in shock. This was a truly ruthless individual, who wiped out an entire ferocious clan in a single breath.

It should be noted that all ten fierce clans have powerful individuals at the Saint King level, and some are even close to breaking through to the Great Saint level.

In comparison, the Quasi-Emperor of Yaochi is far too benevolent, and has never bullied the weak. Of course, this is also because the hatred between the two is not as deep as that between the Great Xia Divine Dynasty.

After completely annihilating the Shenlun Clan, the fifth-generation descendant of the Supreme Emperor did not return. Instead, he took the Supreme Emperor's Sword and went straight to the Yaochi Holy Land.

Clearly, he went to visit the Quasi-Emperor of Yaochi.

This made the ancient races feel uneasy; they had a premonition that a real storm was coming.

Three days later, the Great Sage of the Great Xia Dynasty left the Yaochi Holy Land. Some people noticed that his condition had improved and he was no longer listless.

Five days later, the Northern Domain Gate was in full bloom, and the Great Xia Divine Dynasty's army descended.

Squads of soldiers marched out of the dimensional gate, their armor gleaming, all cast from fine bronze. Some carried halberds, others slung them over their shoulders, their blades flashing coldly.

This is a powerful army, clearly an elite force. Every soldier is formidable, having marched across the Central Plains to conquer this land, and they all exude a chilling aura.

Their numbers were staggering, numbering as many as 100,000. Under the watchful eyes of their commanders, they marched out in an orderly and disciplined manner, ready to launch an earth-shattering attack.

Under this overwhelming aura of power, everything trembled. The gleaming armor and the murderous intent of the weapons combined to dim the stars and make the sun and moon tremble.

The leader rode atop a rare, blood-red dragon steed, upon which sat a middle-aged man. Beside him was a large banner that fluttered with divine power, stirring up celestial winds that shook the mountains of the Eastern Wilderness, threatening to shatter them.

This is the Great Xia Dragon Banner, the battle flag used by the former Emperor Taihuang when he conquered the world. It exudes an astonishing aura, like a ferocious beast about to devour people.

When the banner was unfurled, it rumbled and throbbed like thunder or a war drum, shaking people's souls. There were also bursts of dragon roars that sent chills down their spines.

"Kill! Slaughter all eight classes of gods! And the descendants of the Immortal Emperor, kill them and offer them as sacrifices to the Supreme Emperor!"

The middle-aged man atop the crimson dragon steed looked extremely imposing, wearing a nine-dragon crown. He was a former supreme emperor of the Divine Dynasty, whose cultivation had broken through to the Saint King realm. Now, he had emerged to avenge the Great Emperor!

The army of the Great Xia Dynasty advanced continuously and soon arrived at a forbidden area in the Northern Region where no living being dared to tread.

This is an ancient mountain range, with mountain ranges coiled like dragons, undulating ridges, magnificent and majestic, stretching far and wide, corresponding to the sun, moon and stars, as if they are breathing with life.

In ancient times, there were many towering waterfalls here, like celestial rivers cascading down, but now they have all dried up and are devoid of any life.

However, the ancient powerhouses used heaven-defying methods to forcibly restore this place, transplanting ancient trees, cutting down a ten-thousand-foot waterfall to cascade down the river, nurturing life, and gradually restoring this place to its former ancient appearance.

Today, one green mountain after another rises, with colorful clouds and mist swirling around, and palaces and pavilions suspended in the air, creating countless magnificent scenes, like a mythical world.

Near this mythical world, many powerful forces gathered, including almost half of the ancient races and major human forces.

As they watched the scene unfold before them, a range of emotions flashed across their eyes.

"The Immortal Emperor's Palace..."

The Great Xia Saint King surveyed his surroundings expressionlessly, but like his ancestors, as the master of the reigning divine dynasty, he was an undeniably ruthless figure.

He waved the dragon flag in his hand, and the imperial dragon aura and the killing intent of the military formation merged to form a blood-red rainbow that shot straight into the divine land, without any intention of exchanging words.

This surprised many of the major powers that had come specifically to watch the battle.

The forces belonging to the human race wore solemn expressions, knowing that the Great Xia Dynasty was truly going all out.

Those forces belonging to the ancient races all changed color, their faces turning ashen.

As a remnant of the ancient era, even though the Emperor disappeared over a million years ago and the temple was overturned by the old Holy Emperor, many people still revere them and worship them as gods.

Now that the gods have been blasphemed, it's hard to say what they are thinking right now.

The ancient powerful clans in the Undying Emperor's palace could no longer sit still and began to make their moves.

"How dare you invade the palace of the Immortal Emperor! You have some nerve!"

"The Great Xia Dynasty is courting death!"

A total of eight Ancestral Kings made their move, one of whom was none other than the beautiful female Ancestral King who had miraculously survived from the Immortal Abode World.

Long ago, the Immortal Emperor commanded eight divine generals who reigned supreme over the heavens and the earth. After the Emperor passed away, the eight divine generals vanished, while their descendants lay dormant in various places.

Now that the Emperor's offspring has been born, they have returned to the command of this divine offspring, a sight that fills people with dread. The eight ancestral kings joined forces, and with the assistance of the ancient Eight Divine Generals' battle formation, they managed to hold them off.

The Great Xia Dynasty's Sage King coldly glanced at them: "Only eight Ancestral Kings? Not a single Sage King? If that's the case, you can all die."

Ten Saint-level experts emerged from the battle formation of the Great Xia Dynasty, including two Saint Kings. One was a veteran general who had followed the Supreme Emperor, and the other was a pillar of the various schools of thought within the Great Xia Dynasty!

The ancestral kings of the Eight Divine Generals lineage turned ashen-faced. In the past, they roamed the world with unparalleled power, and no force dared to despise them so.

The Sage King of the Great Xia Dynasty waved the dragon flag in his hand once again. This time it was no longer a test. The imperial dragon energy was about to tear the heavens and earth apart and erase the Undying Emperor's Divine Palace.

The eight Ancestral Kings paled and were about to make a move, but unexpectedly, ten Saints attacked simultaneously and entangled them.

More than ten sages fought together, causing an earth-shattering battle.

But no one could stop the attack of the Great Xia Dynasty's Saint King. Just when things were at a critical moment, a cold voice came down from the sky.

"Human race, has the legacy of the Emperor truly vanished?"

A man with snow-white hair descended, his face appearing to be in his thirties, but his eyes were deep and weathered, clearly those of a terrifying ancient king!

"He is... the Silver Moon Heavenly King, one of the most promising geniuses to become a Great Sage in the ancient times!"

The myriad races of antiquity cried out in astonishment.

"It's him!" In the distance, the Holy Prince stood up, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Beside him, besides Ning Qingyi and Ye Fan, was the contemporary Holy Maiden of Yaochi.

"Brother Monkey, do you have a deep grudge against him?" More than a month has passed since Ye Fan left the Immortal Abode World, and he has already become familiar with the Holy Prince.

"He is a disciple of the Great Sage Kunzhou, and Kunzhou has a clan uncle named Di Que, who is my greatest enemy on the path to fatherhood." The Holy Prince solemnly said, "At the end of the Primordial Era, my uncle disappeared in the Western Desert, and my aunt, Princess Divine Silkworm, almost died tragically. All of this is related to Kunzhou!"

Ye Fan was surprised and asked, "Is his master, the Great Sage, still alive?"

The Holy Prince stated unequivocally, "He is absolutely still alive! He might even be at his peak!"

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi looked somewhat worried: "With a Great Saint at his peak, the Great Xia Dynasty's trip will most likely not go smoothly."

Ning Qingyi said calmly, "It was impossible to succeed in the first place. However, the blood feud of our ancestors must be avenged. Otherwise, the fate of the Great Xia Dynasty will be greatly damaged, and it will be hard to say whether we can survive the great calamity to come."

Fate is the most mysterious thing in this world.

It is ethereal yet real; every person who attains enlightenment and becomes an emperor is undoubtedly the leading protagonist of tens of thousands of years of ancient history!

The Great Xia Dynasty is bound together by bloodlines. If it remains indifferent to the news that its ancestor was ambushed and killed by the Undying Emperor, it is highly likely to fall apart.

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan looked at him with some worry.

Ning Qingyi continued to look towards the site where the great battle had broken out.

This descending Silver Moon Ancestral King was only one step away from the Great Saint realm, naturally far surpassing the Saint King of the Great Xia Divine Dynasty. Fortunately, the dragon flag in his hand was extraordinary, a top-tier Great Saint artifact, which allowed him to hold his own in the battle.

During the stalemate between the two, the Eight Ancestral Kings could no longer hold on, and a Saint King seized the opportunity to kill one of the Ancestral Kings.

"No!" The Queen Mother's eyes turned red.

The other ancestral kings were also filled with resentment and extreme anger!
"Humans, you've gone too far!"

Suddenly, several figures rushed out from among the ancient races; they were none other than the sages of the ancient races.

One, two, three... eight, there were actually eight saints descending.

"The Green Ghost Clan, the Stone Clan, and the Blue Demon Clan—even the Blue Demon King has arrived." An ancient clan recognized their origins.

On the human side, there was also a stir, as all those who called themselves Heavenly Kings were at the peak of Saint King.

The situation has reversed. The ancient race has fifteen saints, while the Great Xia Dynasty has ten. Both sides also have a saint king fighting each other.

Blue Demon King glanced at the people of the Great Xia Divine Dynasty and said, "Don't go too far. The Undying Emperor is revered by all races. How can you bully him at will!"

"Oh? If you can't kill them, can't you at least kill yourself?"

A figure appeared silently in the sky, holding a dragon sword, with a chillingly cold gaze.

Blue Demon King was instantly terrified. Just as he was about to speak, he saw this person holding a dragon sword. With a single slash, the imperial dragon aura swept across the sky for thousands of miles, rushing straight towards Blue Demon King and annihilating the void.

"Ding-a-ling!"

A melodious bell rang, and a burst of purple light shot up from the annihilated void. A figure holding a strange weapon appeared before the crowd.

"Fellow Daoist, you are a Great Sage and wield an Emperor-level weapon, yet you treat a junior with such cruelty. Isn't that going too far?"

Upon hearing the voice and seeing the figure, the Holy Prince said with hatred, "Kun Zhou, he really is not dead, and he even borrowed the Myriad Dragon Bell, the imperial weapon of the Myriad Dragon Nest!"

The Myriad Dragon Bell is made up of a string of purple divine bells strung together, shaped like a purple dragon. Each purple bell is like a section of dragon bone, flowing with celestial light, and can suppress the heavens and the earth.

"Peace is of the essence, fellow Daoist. The matter of the Supreme Emperor has not yet been fully investigated. Let's not allow others to stir up trouble."

Another figure stepped forward, an old man, which drew gasps of surprise from all the ancient races.

"Great Sage Hun Tuo!"

He was also a legendary figure, having only suffered one defeat in his lifetime, and the one who defeated him was the Fighting Saint Emperor, thus making him famous throughout the ancient times.

The human forces remained silent. Just by attacking the lineage of the Undying Emperor, the ancient race had produced two Great Saints and an Emperor Weapon. Who knows what would happen if the fighting continued?

The Great Sage of the Great Xia Dynasty stared at Hun Tuo and said, "You mean, you know who the murderer is?"

Hun Tuo remained silent, clearly unaware of the matter, but simply believing that the Undying Emperor, revered by all races, would never do such a thing.

The fifth-generation descendant of the Great Emperor sneered, then shouted: "Today, my Great Xia Divine Dynasty will wage war against the lineage of the Undying Emperor. Anyone who dares to interfere will be an irreconcilable enemy of my Great Emperor's bloodline!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The Great Xia Dynasty army roared.

Clearly, these words carry weight and authority!
(End of this chapter)