The Ancient Saint Emperor of the Heaven-shading

Chapter 140 The Battle of Ziwei Ends, the Supreme Heavenly Might

Beyond the Purple Star Heaven, boundless power of vows converged into an array, and a celestial map took flight, depicting the sun, moon, mountains, and rivers, containing a vast and majestic world. A supreme divine weapon, shrouded in rosy clouds and mist, floated in the center, spreading endless ripples.

"A supreme divine weapon?" The quasi-emperor corpse spirit uttered a hoarse voice, and attacked the immortal map. Amidst the rumbling of the heavens, a divine statue appeared within the immortal map, identical in appearance to the Boundless Heavenly Venerable. It stretched out a pair of golden hands that split the heavens and the earth, as if the universe had been turned upside down, cracking open countless void rifts. Chaotic energy exploded one after another, directly trapping the quasi-emperor corpse spirit here.

Whoosh! At the same time, streams of wish power shot out from the formation, blasting apart the few underworld sages who were transporting the quasi-emperor's corpse spirit. Watching all this, Wuliang Daoren clearly felt a pure wish power surging from the depths of Ziwei Star and merging into his body. This made him nod in satisfaction. He flicked his whisk, parted the sea surface, and walked straight into the seabed.

There, in the secret base of the underworld built on Ziwei Mountain, lies the result of the fusion of the blood of all spirits.

Outside the Ziwei Star, Ye Chunfeng stood on the ancient coffin that sealed the thoughts of the Human Emperor, his body flowing with Taiyin Holy Power. He pointed at the blood-red array gate hanging high above the star, and with a clang, a beam of immortal light shot into the sky, carrying a blue rainbow that pierced through and directly annihilated a section of the Underworld army that had emerged from there.

Within his body, the five secret realms lit up one by one, and even more immortal golden humanoids emerged from them. Each one was crystal clear and swept past, directly shattering the Holy King. Five-colored immortal golden divine chains spread and shot out from his pores, and there was no one who could withstand a single blow, like a divine phoenix dancing in the sky.

With only his sword, he single-handedly guarded the outer reaches of the Purple Star Heaven, confronting the saints of the Underworld, and fighting until blood rained down and mountains of corpses stretched across the outer realms.

Meanwhile, in the Western Sea, the battle reached its most intense moment. The army of the Underworld charged forward all at once, and the Purple Star Saints fell one after another. Their numbers were too overwhelming, and they were simply unable to counterattack. Moreover, their foundational formations were all engraved inside the mountain gate, making them very helpless in the face of this situation.

In just half an hour, the entire Western Sea was filled with endless blood and bones, with severed limbs and corpses scattered everywhere. Blood had completely stained the area red, creating a scene of utter hell.

Wang Hongwu looked around. The entire Heavenly Demon Alliance had been killed in battle. Only the Great Sage of the Sea God Island was still fighting. If the masters of the Human King Palace and the Longevity Temple had not received the secret of the character "者" from him, they would have perished by now. The Ziwei sects suffered heavy losses. Some of their legendary holy weapons were even shattered and completely destroyed in the continuous battles, and their spirits dissipated.

He handed the Primordial Dragon Chariot to the Slaughtering Beast King, the Netherworld War Spear to the Profound Yin Great Sage, and the Fusang Treasure Cauldron to the Heavenly Yang Great Sage, helping them stabilize the situation on the Great Sage Battlefield. There, the Underworld went mad, scattering legendary holy weapons as if they were free, and quasi-royal artifacts appeared one after another.

"Gods and demons of the underworld, beckon them back, and let them wash the world in blood!"

The underworld unleashed its power, setting up a terrifying altar to revive the battle spirits and Dao traces of the past. In an instant, 100,000 gods and demons roared. These were all geniuses slain by the underworld, now transformed into demonic souls, used by them, dancing with the laws and Dao, and fueling their killing intent.

Puff puff puff! Under the onslaught, the Ziwei army could hardly hold on any longer, constantly collapsing and falling. Even Duan De's chanting of the Salvation Scripture until it glowed and smoked was useless, only relieving the situation in a small corner. The fundamental reason was that the Ziwei forces were far less powerful than the Beidou forces, their races were not as numerous as the myriad races, and they only had one ultimate divine weapon, so naturally they could not compare.

Seeing this, Wang Hongwu's expression turned solemn. He suddenly raised his hand and reached out to grab stars from beyond the realm, his five fingers seizing one star after another, and continuously bombarding the Netherworld's ranks. In an instant, stars rained down, and the terrifying impact directly destroyed hundreds of thousands of Netherworld beings. Even the saints were seriously injured by this meteor shower.

The sun mark between his brows flashed, and the Fusang Elixir of Immortality instantly fell into his left hand. Wang Hongwu swung it like a weapon, smashing it so hard that the sky shattered. All living beings in all directions were disintegrated, with flesh and blood flying everywhere. Wherever the solar immortal fire passed, saints were burned to ashes. Even the Saint King was smashed, spitting blood from his seven orifices, his body covered in white bone fragments, and he was sent flying.

Then the banner of humanity was swung out, striking the Holy King's body directly, creating a bloody scene. His body was cleaved in two, black blood gushed out, his spine shattered, and bone fragments flew everywhere, a gruesome sight.

Then the spirit of the artifact transformed into a holy spirit and rushed straight towards the saints of the underworld. Its destructive power was extremely terrifying. Its hard immortal golden body was irresistible. Along the way, it smashed hundreds of holy artifacts with its bare hands. When it caught someone, it tore them apart and ripped them to pieces on the spot. It was extremely bloody and wild, just like its master.

"Golden Crow Clan, today we will annihilate you!" Amidst the flames of war, Wang Hongwu fixed his gaze on the army of the Fusang Divine Kingdom—it was the Golden Crow Clan!

Or they could be called the Underworld Crow Clan. This clan has surrendered to the Underworld and received the awakening and baptism of Underworld Blood, making them much stronger than before. However, half of their golden feathers have been stained black, making them evil and fierce.

He traversed the battlefield directly, heading straight for the traitors. With his left hand forming a death seal, a Taiyin diagram flew out, merging with his palm and fingers. Its power was overwhelming, and the row of saints blocking his way were directly pierced through, their bodies exploding into pieces, turning into a large cloud of blood mist.

At the same time, he formed a life seal with his right hand, and the sun wheel flew out, merging with his right fist. With one punch, three more saints were shattered, their blood splattering everywhere. Finally, the two yin-yang fish merged together, their power even greater, turning all the living beings in front of them into pieces of flesh and bone.

"The Sun God is attacking!" "Retreat! Move to another front! Don't stay in the same place as him!"

"This person is no match for us at all; even Prince Zhenyuzi was killed in battle."

As he went, no one dared to stop him. All the creatures of the underworld were retreating. If they encountered such a person, whether they were geniuses or monsters, they were destined to be killed.

Among his generation, he held absolute power, suppressing all the geniuses!
Meanwhile, the main force of the Fusang Divine Kingdom also noticed him. One ancient war chariot after another drove in, crushing the sky with a rumbling sound. The battle aura surged, and the sky was filled with dark golden shadows. Wings covered the sky, densely packed. The Golden Crow Clan had mobilized in full force, and had come out in droves to gain an advantage in this battle.

"He's there! Kill him and seize the Sun Mother Scripture and the Fusang Elixir of Immortality!" the Golden Crow Clan roared. The clan's powerful members mobilized, reviving the great formation. At the same time, a great sacred artifact descended, its oppressive force overwhelming, aiming to imprison Wang Hongwu and take his life in an instant.

This attack power was enough to break through an immortal sect, yet it was all concentrated on one person, which shows that the Golden Crow Clan attached great importance to him.

"You're courting death!" However, Wang Hongwu directly activated the Sun God Tower with all his might, unleashing the ultimate divine power. One after another, extraterrestrial stars exploded, and the sacred fire transformed into a huge golden-red wave that swept over and engulfed them. A large number of these Golden Crows died instantly, turning the place into a sea of ​​blood. Magical artifacts and broken bones flew up together, and many people were shattered before they could even scream.

The sky was stained with blood, the earth was filled with malevolent energy, and the army of the Fusang Divine Kingdom was covered in blood, with their feathers falling in disarray.

Without any wasted words, Wang Hongwu unleashed his overwhelming power, creating massive waves that extinguished the galaxy. He single-handedly blocked all the forces of the Fusang Divine Kingdom. Outside this area, the galaxy collapsed, all things perished, and the land turned into a wasteland.

Thump! After just one strike, everything vanished, leaving only Wang Hongwu emerging from the void covered by chaotic energy.

Behind him lay a sea of ​​flesh and blood, beneath his feet lay countless corpses, his hair shrouded in a mist of blood. He walked away step by step, annihilating the entire army of the Fusang Divine Kingdom, leaving not a single one alive.

Everyone was horrified, their bodies turned ice-cold. Who could withstand such a powerful attack?
This was a great catastrophe. The Fusang Divine Kingdom had no shortage of Saint Kings, and even Heavenly Kings on the verge of breakthrough and legendary Saint Weapons, but what did it matter? They were all blasted into nothingness and disappeared under this attack.

Under the ultimate divine power, these are nothing but bullshit, and they only have one fate: to be smashed to pieces!

The heroes trembled, their bodies turned ice-cold, many were drenched in cold sweat, their clothes soaked through. It was terrifying; a single blow had caused such a result.

No! In the distance, within the Great Sage Battlefield, the Golden Crow Great Sage roared in fury, his full head of black golden hair flying backward, extremely indignant. His entire clan had been wiped out right under his nose, which he could not accept. His killing intent surged, and he charged directly towards Wang Hongwu's location.

"You brought this on yourself, what are you yelling about?" But then the Great Sage Tianyang suddenly appeared and intercepted him, engaging in a fierce battle with the Great Sage Jinwu. He directly summoned the Fusang Cauldron in his hand and crashed it into the two great treasures of the Jinwu clan.

With a loud thud, accompanied by flying fragments, the Fusang Treasure Cauldron shattered two of the clan's heirloom artifacts, along with the array formation, and struck the Golden Crow Great Sage's physical body.

The Golden Crow Great Sage screamed in agony as he was crushed into a pulp by the approaching Fusang Cauldron, his entire primordial spirit burned away by the quasi-imperial weapon's fire, leaving nothing behind. With this, the entire Fusang Divine Kingdom was annihilated, and the Golden Crow clan vanished!
Wang Hongwu took a deep breath, and the sacrificial bowl at his waist revived, collecting all the fallen saints' essences in the arena. For him, this was also a great opportunity no less than the Great Battle of the Myriad Races of the Big Dipper.

By now, of the Ziwei sects, only the Taiyin and Taiyang royal families remain, along with the Human King Palace, Guanghan Palace, and Changsheng Temple. All others have vanished, including the Fusang Divine Kingdom, and the Duanmu clan has been completely wiped out, with only the Great Sage Duanmu surviving.

The number of fallen saints is countless. Ziwei has less than a hundred left. Even four Great Saints have perished. Five legendary sacred artifacts have been destroyed. The number of dead and injured among the disciples is in the hundreds of thousands. The entire Western Sea was blown up and dried up. Xiniu Hezhou was also shattered into nothingness, leaving only a bottomless black abyss.

From then on, Ziwei was left with only the three seas and three states.

At this moment, he led the ancient imperial weapon and fought his way through the battle line, breaking through from the west coast into the depths of the western sea. He forced the army of the underworld to make way and killed many saints and saint kings. It can be said that he killed half of the tens of thousands of saint corpses that descended from the underworld. He stabilized the battle line by his own strength, but unexpectedly saw a strange place.

Here, Wang Hongwu sensed the aura of the Boundless Daoist and saw the enormous underworld ruins at the bottom of the sea, their secret base where they studied the Blood of Ten Thousand Spirits and continuously stole the corpses of the Ziwei royal family. Without hesitation, he went down directly.

The vast secret land had been breached, and the guards along the way were reduced to corpses. The attacker was very powerful, and these people were captured without any chance to resist.

They drove straight into the depths of the secret land, where Wang Hongwu saw many corpses and hearts soaked in divine liquid, kept beating by a secret method, constantly producing blood, which then gathered on the central altar.

There stood a huge altar, its surface divided into human-shaped pits filled with ancient blood of extraordinary origin, numbering more than ten different kinds!

"The underworld has such a harvest. Just how many star fields have they plundered?" Wang Hongwu focused his mind and came to the altar. Looking at these ancient bloods, each one represented a kind of glory, which was once extremely powerful and made all the stars and myriad realms tremble.

There was a fist-sized ball of blood, shimmering with dark light, accompanied by lightning and thunder, displaying a myriad of phenomena; there was a ball of blue blood, swirling like a giant gemstone, dreamlike and intoxicating, radiating an immortal power.

There was also silver blood, which radiated a silvery glow like a celestial river, sacred and peaceful; beside it, there was swirling blood that was bright and white with a hint of gold, like starlight gathered together.

There are also some eerie sights, such as a patch of green blood at the edge, which flickers like an eerie, dark blue flame, radiating terrifying energy, and is suspected to be the blood of gods and demons.

It can be said that these are all ancient bloodlines of the strongest. In the ancient past, those ancient ancestors once roamed the heavens and the earth, creating a splendid and glorious era. If such a race has pure blood, it can fight against the gods!
"These bloods are the result of purification, and it is now difficult to find pure-blooded beings of those races."

Your solar blood and that person's lunar blood are both types of blood from among all living beings. This place is also a land of creation for you.

Just then, a voice suddenly rang out from the shadows, and then a figure emerged, wearing a cloud-patterned crown, a water-colored robe, a silk sash around the waist, hemp shoes, and holding a whisk. His face was handsome, and he was none other than the Boundless Taoist!
In his hand, he held a divine source shaped like a dragon ball, its interior sparkling with stars and flowing with a viscous divine blood. It possessed an aura of creation, with wisps of chaotic mist spreading outwards, as if a world was evolving within it, terrifying beyond measure.

"You..." Wang Hongwu was about to say something when a subtle feeling suddenly arose in his mind. The Sun Emperor Tower in his body shot up into the sky and was summoned by the Holy Emperor God from outside the heavens.

"Oh, it seems the two Human Emperors are about to make a big move." Wuliang Daoist's expression was inscrutable, and he chuckled as if he had thought of something.

boom!
Meanwhile, in the heavens, two generations of human emperors intervened, completely reviving the Sun Emperor Tower!

That terrifying aura erupted, and even the starry sky trembled. A colossal Dharma image surged in the star field, and the figure worshipped by the ancient ancestors seemed to have returned, descending once again into this world. This was not a simple application of power, but rather, accompanied by the true revival of the artifact spirit, it displayed invincible divine might.

"That tower has actually come back to life?!"

The Netherworld trembled for the first time, no longer as composed as before. Figures hidden deep within revealed solemn expressions, each one as if facing a formidable enemy, even reviving ancient formations to protect this place.

Even the quasi-emperor corpse spirits that had been so ferocious earlier were now silent. Unless one ascended to the level of a Daoist, they would be reduced to ashes and die before the enraged Supreme Dao Divine Weapon.

At this moment, the deities inside the ancient tower trembled, directly suppressing the quasi-emperor corpse spirit. Divine light surged, causing the distant star river to completely collapse and the entire star field to explode, turning into cosmic dust.

This scene is like the end of the world, it fills people with despair! How can we fight against it, what can we use to resist it?

This level of combat left the people of the Underworld with no fighting spirit whatsoever; going up would only result in a pointless death, the difference in skill level was simply too great.

In the blink of an eye, the two quasi-emperor corpse spirits that were fighting against the Human Emperor's divine thoughts were blown up and evaporated, leaving nothing behind. Their quasi-emperor artifacts, formations, and other items were all destroyed. This scene was too terrifying. The ultimate divine weapons revived on their own and launched an attack, and no one could defeat them!

Clang! The Prison-Suppressing Heavenly Halberd was summoned, and the Yama Stele and the Longevity Battle Halberd also appeared. They were controlled by the Holy Spirit and the Gods and Demons, and together they attacked the Divine Tower. A terrible collision occurred between the two, and divine blood immediately splattered. The two Corpse Gods coughed up blood, their bodies dimmed, and cracks appeared. They almost died in one blow and vanished on the spot.

The ancient tower unleashed its power, striking through the gates of the underworld and tearing open a corner of the defenses. Instantly, the area was engulfed in blood, and many powerful figures perished, crushed into a bloody pulp. Along with the annihilation of stars, it collided violently with the resurrected formations there. This time, the aura of creation swept across the area, turning it into a boiling ocean.

At the center, divine runes crisscrossed and lightning erupted, unleashing a terrifying rain of light that vaporized the Netherworld army below.

Under the aftershocks of such a massive collision, the North Sea, East Sea, and South Sea all vanished, vaporizing and evaporating. Even the Southern Continent disappeared, and the Ziwei Starfield, despite the protection of two generations of human emperors' Dao traces, was half destroyed.

Of the vast Ziwei, only Dongsheng Shenzhou and Beiju Luzhou survived, while Tanggu was protected by the Sun Stone Tower and moved to the Sun Ancient Sect in Shenzhou.

The world is empty, only two states remain.

The battle caused Ziwei to fall from its peak to decline, almost annihilating the entire planet. The price of fighting against the Underworld was too heavy.

The Holy Emperor God and the Human Emperor God returned from beyond the heavens and destroyed the enormous array that hung high above the Purple Star. They protected their homeland once, but the future remained uncertain.

The Underworld can fail countless times, its resources can withstand the depletion. Ziwei is different; it was crippled in one battle and cannot even withstand another small-scale battle. It must find another way out.

The survivors understood this principle deeply and fell into a brief silence.

Inside the secret realm of the underworld, the Boundless Daoist gazed at the ended battlefield, remained silent for a while, and then asked, "Ziwei was able to escape this calamity, but she won't be so lucky every time. What will you do next?"

"I will leave with the ancient star Ziwei! I will drag the entire Ziwei into the Big Dipper, and integrate the rest into the Ziwei Sect." Wang Hongwu's eyes flashed, but a wild ambition surged in his heart: he wanted to create an unprecedentedly powerful royal family!
(End of this chapter)