The Ancient Saint Emperor of the Heaven-shading

Chapter 187 The Glory of a Great Religion, Conflict Settled in a Single Thought
The quasi-emperor's weapon shattered, the spirits of the underworld perished, the Kuntian God was about to die, the Sun and Moon Gods were about to perish, and the Deputy Lord of the Yama Palace fell.

Annihilated in one battle!
"Everyone who came died, they were blown to bits!"

"Incredible! The Holy Venerable has only just entered this realm, how can he already look down upon the past and present, killing Quasi-Emperors as easily as slaughtering chickens and dogs?"

"Perhaps this is the demeanor of those who are destined to face calamity. It's terrifying, shining brightly while stepping on the corpses of their predecessors."

Everyone felt a chill; the Holy Venerable was too powerful, having killed four Quasi-Emperors in succession!

Faced with this result, anyone would be horrified and truly bow down in awe, because those bloody achievements were forged from the bones of great figures who shook the world.

Just like the three great halls of the underworld, how glorious was the deputy hall master of the Yama Hall? When he roamed the world, he slaughtered all his enemies, personally destroyed hundreds of star fields, annihilated many ancient lands of life, and even killed a quasi-emperor of the same realm. Was he weak? Not at all, but he was still suppressed by the Holy Venerable and chased and slaughtered from beginning to end.

As for the eight divine generals, needless to say, Kun Tian and Ri Yue were mythical figures I had heard of since childhood. They were the gods who followed the Undying Emperor in ancient times, and were unparalleled masters back then. They forcibly invoked forbidden domains and divine restrictions, but still died tragically at his hands. What about fists and primordial spirits baptized by phoenix blood? They were still brutally crushed!
The only thing that became an ornament was the nameless quasi-emperor of the underworld, who was blown up with a single punch, which was nothing special.

"Times have changed, they really have changed. This era belongs to the Holy Venerable, whose brilliance is unmatched."

Finally, people understood that even the greatest and strongest person is nothing in the face of time, and in the end, all that remains is a few drops of blood.

Now, a newly ascended supreme being has risen on the backs of his predecessors, amidst their corpses and tears, proclaiming the arrival of his new era!

This era belongs to the lineage of the Sun, to the Purple Star Sect, and to the Holy Venerable One!

With a wave of his hand, Wang Hongwu absorbed the essence of the four quasi-emperors into the sacrificial bowl. The corpses were reduced to ashes, naturally leaving no chance for the underworld to cause trouble.

As for them, they not only possessed secret treasures but also Daoist scriptures, which were of immeasurable value. This was because both divine generals possessed forbidden domains, and when the Eastern Emperor Bell struck them, it unleashed the mysteries of the Divine Mark Purple Gold, forcibly extracting and imprinting them into scriptures.

The divine blood within them was also extracted by Wang Hongwu and transformed into a powerful medicine, which was of great use to the beings under the Emperor's domain.

At this moment, he strode forward with composure and majesty, displaying an invincible demeanor forged in battle. Wherever he went, everyone lowered their heads and avoided eye contact. Even some 'old relics' who had been observing in the shadows for centuries fell silent, not daring to provoke him.

"If this generation is to prove the Way, then it really can only be him. He has the ability to defy the heavens during this historical lull."

Everyone's feelings were complicated. This was a path that filled them with despair, because someone had already blocked their way, extinguishing the hopes of the others.

He couldn't even see the backs of the Phoenix Lord, Spring Breeze, and Boundless, let alone the Holy Venerable, who was above all the Venerables!
Even his followers—the Divine Blood Supreme, the Ancient Prince of Light, the Emperor's disciple, and even the Beast King who pulls the chariot—are not ordinary geniuses who can catch up with them. The powerful figures under his tutelage are all capable of sweeping across the world.

This is a magnificent sight.

In a daze, people seemed to have already foreseen the future prosperity of the Holy Venerable lineage, with not only Great Saints under its command, but perhaps even three more Quasi-Emperors. However, that would probably be several hundred years from now.

"Am I not too late?" Wang Hongwu returned, raised his hand and seized a galaxy in his palm. After a slight melting, it turned into essence and was integrated into the mountain gate and the great formation, repairing the damage caused by the attack from the enemy.

Furthermore, a vast amount of essence was sprinkled into the sect, illuminating all the disciples, greatly improving their cultivation, making them feel comfortable all over, and granting them a great opportunity.

"Long live the leader!" In an instant, cheers erupted everywhere. The disciples of the Ziwei Sect ran around telling each other, raising their arms and jumping for joy, venting their excitement.

The cult leader not only returned, but also broke through to the level of a quasi-emperor, and even killed four powerful figures, shocking the starry sky into silence.

As disciples, they felt honored and proud, and in their hearts, they regarded the leader as a god and worshipped him.

"Not too late, not too late, just right." The Great Sage Xuan Yin couldn't stop smiling. A quasi-emperor! A quasi-emperor who was two hundred years old, who directly killed two great generals and the deputy hall master of the underworld. This glorious achievement was dazzling.

Now, he's almost losing his composure and about to dance with joy!
No one understands the value of such a quasi-emperor better than the royal family. He may truly attain enlightenment in the future, and his strength may be boundless. It is no exaggeration to say that he has protected the great sect for 20,000 years.

After all, strictly speaking, Wang Hongwu was a descendant of both the Taiyin and Taiyang lineages!
One glory and one glory.

"Where did you go? How did you suddenly travel such a large distance?" The Empress stepped forward, grabbed Wang Hongwu's arm, stared at him intently, exaggeratedly stretched out her hand and drew a large circle, then nodded to indicate that it was that big.

“With both methods working together, the improvement will naturally increase as we go further. If we take two more steps, I will have no fear even if an enlightened being comes.” Wang Hongwu smiled, pinched her cheek, and then walked towards the mountain gate. There wasn’t much of value to him from the four quasi-emperors; the rest would be perfect for nourishing the great sect.

After they left, this battlefield was preserved and recorded in history, and thousands of years later, people still come here to pay their respects and remember them.

The conclusion of this battle had a profound impact, as those who perished were all prominent figures, which is hard to imagine.

"Invincible! To have such power so early in the Quasi-Emperor realm, wouldn't he be able to compete with those who are about to achieve Dao after ascending a few more levels?"

"The Holy Venerable One is the true protagonist of this era; what are the others? They're just supporting characters!"

The universe was abuzz with discussion; the Holy Venerable's battle had unleashed his formidable divine power, comparable only to the mythological era, creating an immortal legend.

These news items were so shocking that they caused a stir among various powerful forces across the universe, and the outside world was in an uproar.

In this battle, he slew two great generals and four quasi-emperors. His name spread throughout the starry sky, silencing and terrifying all the races left behind by the mythical era.

People understand that his rise, and the rise of the Ziwei Sect, is unstoppable. It has truly soared to the heavens and become one of the most powerful forces in the universe.

It can be said that without leaving the forbidden zones of life such as the Underworld and the Undying Mountain, the Ziwei Sect had already reached the level of a divine organization, and could look down upon the starry sky.

Meanwhile, inside the Ziwei Sect's most anticipated mountain gate, a magnificent Daoist spectacle was unfolding.

During the quasi-emperor's sermon, Wang Hongwu, speaking within the Fuze Sect, caused the sun to rise in the east, turning the world white, and countless starlight to converge, transforming into rivers and forming waterfalls that cascaded down.

This is a wondrous sight. Although it is daytime, the essence of the sun and moon is gathering between heaven and earth, creating a beautiful and magnificent scene. It is also an extraordinary opportunity, with spiritual energy so rich that it cannot be dispersed. It is the essence of heaven and earth, the supreme essence that can only be refined by collecting the most primordial energy of the universe.

Now, so many starlight waterfalls are coming from beyond the realm, and even the smallest wisps of them are beneficial to the Ziwei Sect. The essence of heaven and earth enters their bodies, which is equivalent to helping the sect members temper their muscles and bones.

Within the sect, nine half-saints broke through to sainthood in one fell swoop, attracting tribulations; three peak saints also achieved sublimation and became saint kings; and even more outstanding was the former divine general, who, under the nourishment of the quasi-emperor's essence and the guidance of the sermon, soared into the realm of great saints!
From now on, he will also be able to hold a high position and become a powerful god.

If those with such cultivation levels were already at this level, there were even more who had comprehended supernatural powers and techniques, and the mountain gate was thriving.

Observing all this, the ancestral kings of all races and the saints from beyond the realm could only sigh that the great sects that flourished in the Spring and Autumn Period were indeed different, and even their disciples were so extraordinary.

“Practicing my scriptures does not conflict with your own scriptures, because it is just a method of application, a means of refining the secret realm. There is no need to worry about being marked by me and affecting your path of cultivation.”

"At the very least, if you condense a Dao Seed, your combat strength and potential will rise several levels."

Wang Hongwu raised his hand, and the three Dao Seeds of Yin and Yang, Five Elements, and the Embryonic Form of the Universe flew out, entering the bodies of Shen Chen, Prince of Light, and the Emperor one by one, helping them to comprehend this mystery and adding to the evolution of the secret realm. With the guidance and sorting of the true seeds, he led the three to initially condense the illusory images of the Dao Seeds.

This is the essence of using one's body as a seed, which naturally helps them sense the potential within their bodies. They continuously challenge and open the gaps, obtaining more divine treasures and causing their cultivation to surge.

"Indeed, the choice I made back then was the right one." Shen Chen was invigorated, clearly feeling that his divine blood was also purer and stronger. In fact, inspired by this method, he had the idea of ​​condensing the seed of the divine kingdom and combining it with the power of faith and will, which might allow him to find a new path.

"This path has shown me hope of bypassing my father's scriptures and breaking free from the shackles. The essence of using one's own body as a seed is the true essence of the secret realm! Once I understand these, the scriptures will no longer be able to bind me!" The same was true for the Ancient Prince of Light. He was activated by both Yin and Yang Dao Seeds and felt that he could go against his father's path, turn light into darkness, and then condense the Light and Dark Seeds!

Using light and darkness, emulating yin and yang, whether it's collision or fusion, it's all a new path that can be put into practice.

"Master's lament back then was not wrong. If Mingzun had been born a few years earlier, he would have been the tenth Heavenly Venerable, and the Nine Secrets would have been the Tenth Secrets." The Emperor also had some understanding. Combining the Emperor Venerable Immortal Scripture, he wanted to condense the five great seeds of Heaven, Earth, Man, God, and Ghost to replace the five elements of the Dao Palace and transform them into his own 'Heavenly Court', with all five directions worshipping him.

All three achieved extraordinary results, further validating the transcendent path taken by Wang Hongwu. The two methods merged and complemented each other, truly uncovering the profound meaning of using the body as a seed and the essence of the human body, promising a bright future.

After preaching and bestowing blessings upon everyone, Wang Hongwu closed his eyes and began to practice his own methods.

That was a freehand technique and a killing technique obtained from the Nirvana of the Thunder Emperor, which could evolve into a thunder tribulation to dominate all living beings.

He flicked his finger—the Thunder Emperor's Finger—and with a deafening boom, a thunderclap resounded throughout the heavens and earth, shattering the starry sky into dust.

With this single strike, the desolate borderlands paled in comparison, the heavens trembled, and the outer realms shone with brilliance! Even the void spanning millions of light-years collapsed, spiderweb-like cracks spreading outwards, creating continuous thunderous sounds.

He then transformed his fingers into a palm, and lightning appeared in the void, transforming into raging blue flames; then it changed again, becoming upright, arc-shaped plants; then it transformed once more, becoming pieces of metal covered in lightning patterns; and then, the sound of flowing water arose, and a sea of ​​lightning appeared in the void, crystal clear, with even fish swimming within it, leaving the emperor and his two companions stunned. This was no ordinary lightning, but tribulation lightning. Apart from the will of Heaven, how could a person create so many transformations? The difficulty was extraordinary; it required a thorough understanding and comprehension of the most profound laws.

As Wang Hongwu pointed his finger, endless thunder roared, and the sea of ​​thunder transformed into a vast land; then the land rose into the sky, becoming a thunderous firmament, with clouds drifting and purple clouds filling the sky; next, the firmament collapsed into countless lightning planets, slowly rotating, containing everything that had unfolded before; then it transformed into an all-encompassing world of thunder; and finally, it became a humanoid lightning bolt!

This is the legendary Nine Heavens of Thunder, which transforms into fire, grass, metal, water, earth, sky, stars, world, and human form. Even the heavens themselves appear as phantoms of the Nine Heavens, hazy and terrifying, with an aura that astounds the world.

"This method is far superior to the Nine Secrets. Is it an ancient immortal technique?" The emperor was shocked. As someone who had come into contact with the Nine Secrets, he could feel the difference even more.

Thunder Emperor Finger and Thunder Dao Nine Absolute Heaven became Wang Hongwu's new methods. He was also eager to verify the method, so he set his sights on a battlefield between the God Organization and the Underworld. The four Great Saints, Yin Luo, Hao Yang, and others, were rushing to the aid there, which was also the place where the God General Shi Ling clashed with the Underworld Quasi-Emperor.

With a single step, the Crimson Avenue rises, traversing the starry sky.

"The Holy Lord has set out?" "That direction is the battlefield between the Underworld and the Divine Organization!"

"Sure enough, he went to provide assistance. It is said that four great saints of the Ziwei Sect are there."

Along the way, people exclaimed in amazement, their hearts trembling at the sight of this breathtaking scene.

It truly possesses a touch of supreme authority.

After Wang Hongwu landed, he arrived at a star field. A star hung in front of him, surrounded by nine moons, making it extremely sacred.

In the distance, countless ghostly soldiers appeared, indicating that a large army was coming to their aid.

The battle was so fierce that it shook the heavens and the influence of the war spread far and wide, causing chaos in every part of the starry sky. Powerful beings were everywhere, charging and fighting, and laws rained down like rain.

Even the Great Sage would be quickly overwhelmed in such a battle, because for the Underworld, pulling out 100,000 Great Sage battle corpses at once is not a big problem. As long as they want, they can keep coming back.

Here, human life is cheaper than grass; powerful figures perish in droves, their blood staining the heavens and earth. It's an apocalyptic scene, and everyone has gone mad.

Yinluo Great Sage roared, the Taiyin Mother Scripture freezing the ten directions, thick mist spreading and decaying everything, but several Great Sages were attacking him from both sides, the battle was fierce; on the other side, Haoyang Great Sage coughed up blood, surrounded and attacked, one after another Great Sage forbidden artifacts exploded recklessly; Duanmu Great Sage was in even worse shape, covered in blood, his body pierced by three Underworld Great Sages; the main god was in the same situation, his body split open under the siege.

There are far too many Great Saints in the Underworld, and above, there are more than one Quasi-Emperor Corpse Spirit who has appeared to besiege the Divine Organization's generals and holy spirits, intending to destroy them on the spot!

No one knows where it came from, but a tremendous fluctuation came from, startling the entire universe. Someone had opened a passage.

"Has the gates of the underworld come to reinforce us again?" The God King of the God Organization's expression hardened as he sensed danger.

However, the quasi-emperor of the underworld who appeared behind the portal looked extremely anxious, pulling his army to retreat, saying, "Hurry! The Holy Venerable is coming!"

Holy One?

They're coming to kill us?
Both sides were a little confused by these words. What did they mean?
If he comes to kill us, so be it. Why run away?

"What's there to be afraid of? At most, he can only contend with someone who has just entered the Quasi-Emperor realm. It would be easy for so many of us to kill him." The underworld corpse spirits who were besieging the Divine General and Holy Spirit looked back, puzzled.

The Underworld Quasi-Emperor choked. He was busy with the great battle and there was nothing he could do about the lack of information. After all, the battle of the Big Dipper had just ended. He couldn't care less about anything else and hurriedly explained, "The Holy Venerable has become a Quasi-Emperor. His combat power is heaven-defying. He killed two of the Eight Divine Generals in one fell swoop. He also killed the Vice Hall Master and the Envoy of the Yama Palace. He slaughtered four Quasi-Emperors all by himself!"

? !
When the news arrived, the battlefield fell into a deathly silence. Not only were the Underworld side stunned, but even the God Organization was dumbfounded, unable to believe it, and even doubting that they had heard it wrong.

"When I saw him twenty years ago, he was still at the peak of the Great Sage realm. Now he can kill the Eight Divine Generals?!"

Even the God King was speechless. He was the one who delivered one-third of the Ascension Cauldron back then. How could things have changed so drastically in an instant?
If even he was like this, then it goes without saying that Yin Luo, Hao Yang, Duanmu, and the main god were all shocked, their hearts filled with turbulent waves.

They had witnessed the rise of the Holy Venerable, and now hearing that he had reached this point, they felt a sense of dreamlike wonder.

"Go! Go quickly! If the Holy Venerable comes, it will be too late. Even I won't be able to escape!" At this moment, the Quasi-Emperor of the Underworld took action to capture people, too lazy to even care about the God Kings, and tried to escape with his followers.

However, a crimson avenue suddenly appeared from beyond the sky, blocking the entrance and blasting it apart.

Finished!

The underworld quasi-emperor's face instantly turned ashen; he understood what this symbolized.

The Holy One has arrived!

In an instant, streaks of celestial light emanated from the arena, their sound shaking the heavens and splitting the universe. On the Crimson Cloud Avenue, a god-like figure strode forward with his hands behind his back. This was an invincible aura; the power fluctuations of one person overwhelmed the entire starry sky. For the Yin soldiers, this intense power was fatal; they all spontaneously combusted and vanished in millions.

"Holy... Venerable One." The quasi-Emperor of the Underworld spoke the name of the visitor in a bitter voice.

That's really bad luck; it looks like he's going to be in trouble here today.

The God King and the four Great Saints of the Ziwei Sect remained silent, staring blankly at the figure on the Crimson Cloud Avenue.

It's really him!

His complex emotions were hard to describe, but Wang Hongwu was moved. He pointed a finger, and a divine light flew out, turning into lightning that filled the sky. With a "poof," one of the quasi-emperor corpse spirits that was besieging the divine general and holy spirit exploded, turning into a pile of broken bones and blood mist under the light of the Thunder Emperor's finger.

The other corpse spirit turned and ran, but then a particularly shrill scream was heard. Behind him, the void shattered, and a giant hand wreathed in lightning grabbed out and crushed the quasi-royal artifact, along with his Great Dao Laws, primordial spirit, and physical body.

In the blink of an eye, the two quasi-royal corpse spirits were shattered.

"This matter has nothing to do with me; I didn't get involved!"

The underworld's quasi-emperor was terrified; he shouldn't have come!

He was filled with regret, but he found himself regressing, unable to leave, and instead getting closer and closer to the Holy Venerable.

This caused him to break out in a cold sweat, and his face contorted in pain.

With the force exerted, the bones almost burst through the flesh and skin, and the human body's outline stretched the skin membrane outwards, making it look extremely ferocious.

"Did I say you could leave?" Wang Hongwu said calmly, spreading his five fingers and grabbing the underworld quasi-emperor by the neck.

The next moment, celestial music filled the air, divine winds swept across the land, and terrifying tribulation light cleaved down from the heavens, enveloping the area.

In the end, this powerful figure from the underworld was killed. He did not die at the hands of the divine generals and holy spirits of the divine organization, but was instead blasted to death by the Holy Venerable.

As a powerful figure in the underworld, he controlled the fate of all people, yet he was unable to control his own life and death, and thus entered the cycle of reincarnation.

The universe was completely silent, utterly still. The army of the underworld felt a chill run down their spines. The Holy Venerable already possessed such astonishing combat power. If given more time, who could possibly subdue him in the future?

Is he really going to attain enlightenment? Just thinking about it sends chills down my spine!

Stimulated by this, the army of the underworld collapsed and was utterly routed. How could the ghost soldiers and war slaves possibly withstand it? Their morale was shattered.

The God Organization's victory in one battle was like a dream, and the outside world was in an uproar, with much discussion about today's great battle.

When the news spread, the older generation was speechless, never expecting that the Holy Venerable could influence such a great war that concerned the fate of the universe.

However, Wang Hongwu unexpectedly received a message from Shen Chen, who said that someone from the Divine Clan had arrived and invited him to the clan for a chat.

An invitation from the gods is truly a rare occurrence.

(End of this chapter)