The Ancient Saint Emperor of the Heaven-shading

Chapter 320 The White Lord is insane! He's going to create a new Edo!
Beyond all worlds, at the edge of thought, at the limit of reason and logic.

The wilderness has been a place of constant warfare, where the ancestors have fought against each other.

At this moment, he sensed something. In the past, Wang Hongwu's figure appeared and told him some things. Under the barrier of the sea sacrifice, even the ancestors in battle could hardly know what happened on that altar. That place was too special.

"The plan is going smoothly. In that case, I will cover it up again to prevent the other ancestors from awakening and to prevent these people from sensing anything." Huang's expression became solemn. This was because Wang Hongwu had reminded him that there were not one or two ancestors, but a total of ten!

Therefore, Huang was very cautious and even intentionally kept a small part of his strength, always using clones to travel and fight. After the path was sublimated, strictly speaking, the clones were used for fighting, while the real body sat cross-legged in the eternal unknown place, which could ensure that it would never perish!
He now only needs to wait for Wang Hongwu to sweep away the chief priests and capture them all before ascending the sacrificial path. At that time, he can combine his efforts from both inside and outside the sect to wipe out all the ancestors in one fell swoop.

“Huang, you were distracted while fighting us. You really did have a plan on that supreme being of all the heavens. But unfortunately, we have already discovered his trip to the sea sacrifice and he is destined to be captured.”

Across from them, a progenitor covered in white animal fur, resembling a zombie resurrected from countless eras, spoke, while another being said in a low voice, "Have you considered our proposal? Do you wish to accept the Origin Matter and become one of us?"

"Huang, you are too stubborn. Otherwise, the world would have been at peace long ago, and our clan would have been eternally prosperous." The third ancestor wore tattered armor with dried blood congealed on it, and his body was covered with rotten soil from the burial site. He looked like a vengeful ghost coming back to life, approaching the mortal world. He did not show any strong emotional fluctuations, because everything was already destined.

Despite being on opposing sides, even the progenitors of the strange had to admit that Huang's resilience and strength had once reached the source of the ominous forces, attempting to single-handedly flatten the entire strange plateau. For progenitors who possessed a long history and whose lives seemed endless, such a formidable enemy was something to be cherished. After the passage of time and the vicissitudes of life, it would become a brilliant chapter in their memories.

All signs indicate that to go deeper, he would have to embrace the ominous and become a being like an ancestor, recognized by that ancestral plateau; or be guided by an ancestor to open the ancestral plateau from within through a special ritual; or even, Huang suspects, that the special plateau has developed its own consciousness.

This is another reason why he agreed to Wang Hongwu's plan. Perhaps he could transform into the White Lord and explore something inside the Evil Land, and then he could be guided in through a ritual.

At the same time, the sea of ​​sacrifice was surging with waves, and the crimson mist was spreading. It did not bring a feeling of dampness, but rather a feeling of scorching heat. It was the ashes of the burning after the Great Thousand World was shattered. Just a wisp of it was enough to destroy an entire world.

In the center of this sea, on that ancient altar, the Lord of the Guiding Hall, who had been waiting quietly, suddenly opened his eyes. Before him appeared seven dazzling supreme spectra, and around them, countless great worlds were being created, their destiny shining brightly.

"Seven of them really came?" His expression suddenly turned solemn. That God really was making a big move, intending to wipe them all out in one fell swoop.

The Celestial Emperor, high above all, whose every move represents the Mandate of Heaven; at this moment, the eight Mandates of Heaven, red, blue, gold, silver, brown, purple, cyan, and white, appeared together, surrounding the Lord of the Reception Hall. Instantly, the scene fell into a deathly silence, and an indescribable oppressive aura permeated the air, causing all living beings in all worlds and the vast universe to tremble, feeling that the end of the world was coming and life was about to come to an end.

Within the vast world, all Dao Ancestors sensed something and looked towards the infinite heights, where eight vast and profound celestial curtains appeared, rendering trillions of celestial domains in eight different colors.

"The ceiling formed by the eight evolutionary paths indicates that eight supreme beings are fighting. What happened to cause such a commotion?"

Even the most powerful Dao Ancestors were somewhat uneasy. This shouldn't be the case. With all the heavens gone and the Great Sacrifice of the Heavens underway, what power in the world could resist the Calamity Earth?

Could it be an internal split?

On the altar, the seven high priests who had arrived looked around but did not see the Black Lord and the Gray Lord from before, and they frowned.

"Their evolutionary path is still intact, and humans have not perished forever, so why have they disappeared?" Silver Master wondered. Could they be trapped in some unknown space?

"Master Bai, what is that person's backup plan?" Master Jin glanced at the Hall Master of the Guiding Hall, who looked as if facing a formidable enemy, but did not take him seriously. He turned to look at Wang Hongwu, only to find that Master Bai had disappeared without him noticing.

Above the altar, a huge canopy had appeared, pitch black on all sides, like an upside-down bowl pressing everything into it.

“It’s somewhat like a time furnace, but also very different.” The six high priests’ expressions changed slightly. They then tried to connect with the outside world, but found that everything was blocked, and even time and space did not manifest here.

"The White Lord is suspicious." The Brown Lord's expression was rather unpleasant. He had already sensed the change in the situation. This place was clearly a cage, designed to capture them.

At this moment, the Red Lord raised his head and looked at the two figures standing above him, and couldn't help but say, "Black, Gray? You're here too."

The others then realized that the Black Lord and the Gray Lord were also there, but they were very calm and simply said, "Of course we are here to help the White Lord and change this corrupt and old land."

"They must have been sabotaged by the White Lord!"

The moment the Gold Master saw the Black Lord and the Gray Lord, he understood that this was the White Lord's attempt to break into the Progenitor's Domain.

He wanted to gather ten ominous substances and ten fruits into one body, and then rush into the sacrificial realm!
Seeing this, the Red Lord sighed, feeling that Wang Hongwu had gone astray and wanted to bring him back. He advised, "White Lord, you are blinded by desire. This breakthrough of having all these material things in one body is only possible. Even if you really achieve the Dao of Sacrifice with this, how will you face the Ancestor?"

“If I were to use this to establish the sacrificial path, they would only rejoice, because the value of one ancestor far exceeds that of ten chief priests. You overestimate yourselves.”

As the sound rang out, Wang Hongwu's figure appeared high above, looking down at the remaining seven people with a cold expression. He had shrouded the area with the sacrificial bowl, isolating it from the outside world, all for the purpose of reaping the chief priest.

Indeed, this is the case. Even if all nine of their other chief priests died suddenly, as long as a true progenitor of the sacrificial path could be born, the other progenitors would certainly not mind. At worst, they could just promote nine substitute chief priests.

The land of Eel has no shortage of talent.

"Is your obsession with breaking through to the Sacrifice Path really that deep?" Zi Zhu frowned, but he couldn't help but ask himself if he could really resist if he had enough strength and knew the path to the Sacrifice Path.
I'm afraid that won't work. This kind of behavior from the White Lord is normal. Having the ability to achieve something and knowing about it but being unable to do so are two different things.

Wang Hongwu knew they were stalling for time and trying to echo the high plateau, but he himself was doing the same, so he was happy to continue the conversation. "I have reached the highest peak and there is no way to go further. Even the ancestors could make great sacrifices to advance further, so it is normal for us to do the same for the sake of the Dao. Besides, even the golden version of myself is not necessarily less ambitious than me."

"White Lord, stop." The strongest Gold Lord only said this, but the Gray Lord retorted, "Why should we stop? Why don't you sacrifice yourselves?"

For the development of Edo, for the birth of a new progenitor, couldn't we sacrifice ourselves? How could you high priests be so selfish!

“That’s right, the White Lord is truly devoted to the Evil Land. He said he would take us to the sacrificial ceremony.” The Black Lord nodded as well. Their coordinated words sent a chill down the spines of the other priests. They hadn’t expected the White Lord to have such a deep influence and control over them.

“Everyone says they work for the Evil Land, but does that mean they work for themselves? Go to the sacrificial ceremony together? Let him do it first! I still want to be the master of the Three-Life Coffin!” The Gold Master sneered and was about to make a move, but the Red Master still felt that there was room for reconciliation and persuaded, “We are all on the same side, let’s sit down and talk it out.”

The financial tycoon stared intently at Wang Hongwu, whose body was surrounded by ominous energy. He was also a supreme being, but the White Lord didn't care. "You can't stop me. Even without you, I can accomplish all this. The Calamity Land is too old. I will change it and create a new Calamity Land." The White Lord had gone mad. He wanted to create a new Calamity Land!
At this moment, the other seven high priests stopped talking nonsense. They thought the White Lord had gone mad and decisively said, "You want to destroy the Evil Land? No one will agree to it. All the high priests will stop you."

The seven high priests joined forces, unleashing a torrent of divine power and Dao patterns that resembled a bursting dam. Different lusters merged together, forming vast waves. Each wave represented a scene of the evolutionary path, while a raging torrent symbolized the suppression of the ceiling.

Such an attack was terrifying, enough to blast apart other supreme beings. However, Wang Hongwu did not show any intention of blocking or resisting this attack. He stood with his hands behind his back, and before the origin, all acquired techniques did not touch him.

Boom! Just as the raging waves of the seven seas crashed into him, a terrifying scene unfolded. The combined technique of the chief priest spontaneously disintegrated and then abruptly collapsed, as if some unfathomable power was stirring everything up.

This is the extraordinary system of Wang Hongwu, who existed before the origin and was untouched by any acquired laws!

Only physical strength colliding with the path of evolution can harm him, but unfortunately, he has always been invincible in both aspects.

No damage at all?!
Upon seeing this, the seven high priests who had made the move also changed color, their hearts sinking. No wonder even the Black Lord and the Gray Lord had fallen. The invulnerability to all laws was a problem; they could only use their physical bodies and systems to fight against it.

"You don't understand the gap between us. The reason I acted was because I was absolutely certain of success, but it doesn't matter. I'll take you with me to the sacrificial altar!"

At this moment, Wang Hongwu's joints cracked and popped, each sound of his expansion being a profound truth of the Great Dao. His expansion was the eternal and indestructible Great Dao between heaven and earth, drawing the Dao's trajectory to crack and resonate.

As the physical body revived, the seven high priests in the arena felt an immense pressure, and behind them, a magnificent world appeared!

"The human body contains a vast world?!"

Upon witnessing this scene, the seven chief priests were shocked. Among them were the heavens, the myriad realms, the boundary sea, a portion of the sacrificial sea, the calamity land, and the four ancient lands—everything imaginable was there, though some were not complete. Even so, it was extremely terrifying. They even saw the magnificent river of time.

Boom! The next moment, Wang Hongwu directly crushed over, scattering the seven people with a single collision. This was pure physical strength, while the power that the seven chief priests reflexively unleashed was ineffective against him. Instead, as they dispersed, the causal wheel behind Wang Hongwu manifested, directly rewiring the network and reversing and confusing the seven people's power, causing them to attack each other.

The seven high priests, who had been repelled by each other's attacks, were speechless. How could he be so shameless? Our supernatural powers were ineffective against him, but he could affect us.
However, the White Lord clearly had no intention of wasting any more words with them. With a clench of his five fingers, boundless holy light condensed on his fist, and in an instant, a white sanctuary appeared above the entire altar. It was a sacred heaven, which had traversed countless eras and heavens. Countless holy lights, drawn by the white substance, descended down, and from them, the voices of the gods sang, uttering hymns of praise.

"The kingdom of God walks on the earth and is in the hearts of all people."

The Kingdom of God, enveloped in glory, sits at the pinnacle of order.

The Kingdom of God is a paradise for all beings, spreading the gospel of light.

As Wang Hongwu unleashed his punch, the surging light of his fist split into countless heavenly kingdoms, enveloping the world. Within these many heavenly kingdoms, deities were born, and Wang Hongwu was the father god, ancestral god, and the one and only god of all living beings.

This is the descent of the Kingdom of Heaven, the Fist of the Sanctuary. The supreme divine light evolved from white matter horrified the other seven high priests, who found it dazzling. It was the first time they had ever seen an existence that could use ominous matter to such a powerful level. The White Lord not only evolved the form most suitable for himself, but also sublimated it to a terrifying degree, feeding it with other ominous matter!

The holy white, the Lord of Heaven, is the Lord of White.

Without hesitation, all seven of them reflected their own evolutionary paths and used their unparalleled abilities to resist. As soon as the seven-colored sky appeared, it radiated out terrifying runes. These were natural disasters, the Great Dao, rules that could destroy everything, and domains that could create all things.

In addition, the Azure Lord manifested a wondrous system, transforming himself into a bronze tree of the Great Dao, with countless buds blooming. Each flower gave rise to a myriad of heavens, and each myriad heavens gave rise to countless realms. Each realm gave rise to countless Daos, and each Dao gave rise to a tree, and each tree gave rise to countless flowers, in an endless cycle, sweeping towards Wang Hongwu. At the same time, the Brown Lord made his move, scattering mottled rust. Each strand of rust that fell carried the power to corrode the infinite universe and spacetime, heavy and boundless.

As those strands of brown rust fell, it was as if layers upon layers of decaying rust were rolling over from the multiverse. In fact, within each strand of rust, there were indeed endless universes rotating, affecting everything in their path. Even the concept of emptiness and formlessness became mottled and decayed.

This was a systematic tactic that could have an effect on Wang Hongwu, but he didn't care. With a thought, a spear and a lamp flew around him, bursting forth with brilliant holy light. Prayers rang out, praising God's majesty and revering the emperor's power; hymns echoed, spreading God's glory and illuminating the path ahead for the lamb.

The spear of God, the lamp of God!
He swung the Emperor's Spear directly at the mottled rust, unrestrained and wild, intending to shatter all worlds. The Divine Lamp blocked the bronze petals, scorching the infinite Dao, the boundless realms, and countless heavens. Then, with a "poof," the Brown Lord was forced back, blood splattering all over his body as he was pierced in many places. His expression changed drastically because Wang Hongwu had pierced him with a single blow!

Even more so, as the spear swept across, it left gash after gash on his body, and a shockwave shattered him, causing his physical body to explode on the spot. Seeing this, the Azure Lord prepared to retreat, but then Wang Hongwu extracted the Tribulation Seed and directly condensed the body-exploding tribulation experienced by the Brown Lord, directly injecting it into the Azure Lord's history, causing him to also explode into pieces on the spot.

The remaining five high priests were shocked. Seven people working together, and two of them were defeated in a single exchange? This was outrageous. The White Lord was unbelievably powerful. Even the most powerful Gold Lord couldn't have done this before.

But they did not stop. They pressed forward, creating an opportunity for the two chief priests to reappear. The creation and destruction of the universe and the rise and fall of the worlds that the five people were involved in were like a mottled ancient scroll slowly unfolding.

Wang Hongwu showed no mercy, even more aggressively stepping forward and unleashing a powerful attack. Behind him, the Great Thousand Worlds swirled and crushed, scattering all five people in a single collision. The Blue Lord among them groaned in pain, his arms trembling as they visibly turned into blue ash and fell to the ground.

The Red Lord, Purple Lord, and Silver Lord joined forces, unleashing their myriad powers. Radiant light shone forth, and countless rays of holy light surged forth, piercing through time and space, weaving together to form a three-colored ring that enveloped Wang Hongwu, intending to imprison him in a cage of three supreme substances.

"Nonsense." Wang Hongwu coldly rebuked, raising his hand and unleashing the power of Tai Sui. Black blood burned his Dao upon his red body, causing him to scream in agony as his entire body was intensely burned, and terrifying black blood seeped from his Dao foundation. White Fiend withered and flourished upon his purple body, causing him to be trapped in an endless cycle of reincarnation, and his purple crystals crumbled. Gray Mist eternal silence upon his silver body caused him to continuously expel his own Dao and power, and his physical body and primordial spirit were decomposing into gray mist and dissipating!

In a single thought, the chief priest who brought down the calamity was afflicted with the supreme disease!
This method was terrifying and bizarre, causing the other chief priests to break out in a cold sweat, with a chill running from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.

Then, Wang Hongwu struck, brutally attacking the three infected chief priests. The Spear of God pierced through them, and their evolutionary paths were also pierced through in a bloody manner, causing them to explode on the spot.

After five high priests were defeated in a row, everyone was embarrassed and felt ashamed. They didn't expect that the White Lord really had the confidence to take action.

Seeing this, the tycoon sighed softly and finally unleashed his trump card. In his hand he held a blood-dripping iron halberd. The weapon was dull and lifeless, but the dripping imperial blood that had not yet dried spoke volumes about the past.

That was the weapon of a sleeping progenitor!

Originally intended to guard against the Desolate Emperor's backup plan, it was unexpected that it would one day be used against one's own people.

It's so unpredictable.

(End of this chapter)