The Ancient Saint Emperor of the Heaven-shading

Chapter 323 The Sacrificial Cult Joins Forces to Slaughter the Ten Ancestors
Whoosh~ The end of the plateau is very quiet. Only when the blood-red whirlwind blows does it make some noise, bringing up ominous dust and making the few sparse plants sway.

This day was very different. A new ancestor appeared in the land of Evil, swallowing the ten chief priests to become one. The path ended and the sacrifice was sublimated, and the sacrificial way leaped to heaven.

"New fellow Daoist, your power is quite imposing." The six figures sitting cross-legged on the ancient coffins opened their eyes at the same time, causing the entire ancestral land to tremble slightly, and countless dark heavens outside to rumble and crack.

Before them, the new priest, the eleventh ancestor of the Evil Land, had already descended.

The newcomer had a head of crimson hair that seemed to reach the sky, rooted in the void. His body was covered in a layer of armor-like golden scales, on which were painted dazzling silver patterns. Large patches of purple crystals grew on his shoulders, elbows, knees, and back. He wore a pure white crown of a god, and a bronze coffin floated beneath his feet. Not only were there mottled rust stains on his palms and fingers, but also large swaths of gray mist. With each breath he exhaled, a blue halo emanated from him, and his eyes were dark and lifeless.

As it took its first step, the ten colors suddenly merged into one, transforming into a cold, deep, and mysterious primordial substance, resembling metal, ash, and flames. Upon its appearance, it illuminated the entire Evil Land.

"The new progenitor, the original progenitor!" In an instant, all the beings in the dark world felt this change. From mortals to Dao Ancestors, they were all motionless, like clay or wooden sculptures, but their hearts were trembling with fear and disbelief at what they were seeing.

Not only were they shocked by the birth of the new progenitor, but they were also surprised by his identity. He was the newly promoted White High Priest who had only recently ascended to the highest position. How long had it been? Before any progenitors had even fallen and vacated their positions, he had already ascended to the top and achieved sublimation through his own merit in the sacrificial path!

Wang Hongwu descended upon the calamity-stricken land, looking down upon the six resurrected progenitors. His mere presence caused drastic changes. Around him, the Great Dao exploded, and the divine chains of the heavens' order were broken. He was like a source of destruction, with ominous power spreading and eroding all things. Even the river of time trembled and avoided him.

This is not him displaying his majesty, but rather a result of his natural existence. Strictly speaking, the supreme being is the pinnacle that the vast world can bear. To sublimate to a higher level through sacrificial rites is essentially to transcend the limits and rise above the worldview. In other words, it is to 'transcend'. Such a being will naturally have a huge impact on the world. Even without malice, it is like a giant elephant passing by an anthill; its unconscious passing will shake everything.

Just like now, the bodies of the ominous beings blurred, their evolutionary paths materialized, and each of them underwent strange changes, as if they were burning, about to become part of the Origin Mother Gold. Their entire bodies were shrouded in brilliant holy light, and the ominousness eroded everyone. All of this was because that unfathomable being was descending.

"Fellow Daoist." Then, the six ancestors spoke, initiating an ancient ceremony to guide Wang Hongwu to the ancestral land at the end of this plateau. If he stayed any longer, all the races would be transformed into primordial apostles.

Wang Hongwu took notice of the ritual and mastered it completely, intending to use it to guide Huang into the plateau and completely overturn everything there.

In that ancestral land, six figures stood, as if they had been standing at the end of the plateau before the creation of the world, looking down on all living things.

Normally, so many progenitors wouldn't be born in the Evil Land. If this happens, it means that unpredictable changes will occur. Today, it was only because Wang Hongwu's sacrificial ceremony disturbed the situation that this scene occurred.

As we can see, the three progenitors are always facing the same direction: the wilderness. For so many years, they have been searching and fighting in the river of time.

Wang Hongwu also looked over. It was a battlefield beyond all worlds, at the very edge of logic and thought. Huang also saw him. The two echoed each other from afar, everything understood without words.

“It seems that there are indeed beings in this world who can transcend the realm of ‘sacrifice’. Fellow Daoist, your appearance gives us hope in our pursuit of higher power.” The red-haired progenitor carefully examined him, and suddenly revealed a look of longing and eagerness.

I don't know why, but when I met this Primal Ancestor, I always had a feeling of familiarity and apprehension. The familiarity was not that of an old friend, but a touch of something from a more ancient time, just like the feeling I had when I first stepped into the ominous substance on the Chenguan Plateau!
The fear stemmed from this, because the ominous aura surrounding him was more concentrated and orthodox than anyone else's. Despite being a newcomer, he overshadowed all his predecessors.

The Golden Scale Ancestor was also concerned and pondered, "Perhaps, by holding a grand sacrifice for you, you will become the ultimate ancestor!"

The two progenitors spoke in succession, and their words were deeply moving.

According to them, the original ancestor's ultimate achievement should have surpassed the sacrificial path, thus truly reaching a realm that even the original ancestor could only sigh at but could never reach.

What kind of realm is that?
It is unimaginable and unpredictable. Even the progenitors of the sacrificial arts realm could not explain it, because they had never touched upon it.

“Initially, we were wondering if fate had changed, causing Huang Jie to bring back that woman and find hidden helpers, adding three more variables at the sacrificial level; now it seems that fate is on our side, because of your breakthrough, everything will change, and the clan's fortune in the ancestral land of the plateau will surpass the past and reach a prosperous peak!”

The Amethyst Ancestor laughed heartily, quite pleased with himself. The previous changes had indeed made the other ancestors very wary, and they were all preparing to take action together to nip the variables in the bud.

They had tried to deduce the mysterious sacrificial path, but Wang Hongwu attained enlightenment through primordial matter, combined with the plateau, and stood in the courtyard before ancient history. Deducing him was tantamount to deducing the plateau that carried the power of the pseudo-sacrificial path, so naturally it was all empty and nothing could be calculated.

The history of the sea sacrifice and even the past related to him was all changed and concealed, which the ancestors could not understand. Moreover, Wang Hongwu was the one who guided the Pollen Emperor before the origin with the system of divine abilities, not in the present world. Therefore, the ancestors only thought that some senior guy was secretly helping Huang and the Pollen Emperor, and did not suspect that it was 'one of their own'.

After he finished speaking, the other ancestors nodded slightly, their faces showing pride. In the future, the eleven ancestors of the sacrificial rites would enjoy the boundless beauty of the river of time together and appreciate the magnificent landscape of this great world.

This means that the land of E'tu has reached a new peak, surpassing the past. New glory and the hope of surpassing the path of sacrifice will be achieved in the future!
Wang Hongwu hadn't expected to become the future in the eyes of the ten progenitors, and feigned confusion, asking, "Three variables?"

“Recently, we have noticed a change in the situation. The woman from the pollen road was not completely dead. She was brought back by Huang and another mysterious sacrificial being. The three enemies of the sacrificial path are outside the world. The three ancestors alone are not enough, and even six or seven ancestors are not safe enough.” The red-haired ancestor mentioned the reason, but it was not a big problem now.

Seeing this, Wang Hongwu understood and said calmly, "Then I will go."

“Fellow Daoist, it’s not that we don’t believe in your strength, but this kind of variable must be eliminated with all our might. Back then, we made the same mistake, which allowed Huang and Hua to survive to this day and even gave them a new mysterious priest, thus giving them a chance to reverse the situation.”

"That's right, so this time, we must extinguish all hope and uncertainty. Let the ancestors all come out and slaughter them!"

"What we want is absolute suppression! Utter annihilation!" "The three priests, leave no one alive, sacrifice them all!"

By the end, the expressions of the ancestors had turned cold. They were determined to completely eliminate the Desolate Emperor, the Pollen Emperor, and the mysterious Sacrificial Daoist, and return to the situation where the Great Thousand Worlds were kept in the Cursed Land.

In their view, the world is full of variables. There was only one Pollen Emperor before, but then suddenly a Desolate appeared, who performed a ritual in the great battle, and then another mysterious ritualist appeared to help, creating three more major enemies! Who could ignore this?

Fortunately, their land also had divine favor, directly giving birth to a Primal Ancestor. Under such circumstances, they had absolute confidence in resolving those variables.

So decisive? Wang Hongwu's expression shifted slightly. The appearance of all ten progenitors was indeed extraordinary. After all, in the original history, the appearance of the two sacrificial emperors had already provoked all ten progenitors to appear. Now that there were three of them, it was even more impossible for him to sit idly by.

Then, in addition to the six progenitors, four more ancient coffins appeared, their lids bursting open to reveal figures emerging from within, their bodies surrounded by sacrificial flames and terrifying, ominous patterns.

Their appearance caused the entire plateau to shake violently, affecting all evolutionary paths that had existed throughout history. A terrifying atmosphere descended, and the vast expanse of space and time was shrouded in eerie clouds, filled with despair.

After the appearance of the four, the number of ancestors, excluding Wang Hongwu, reached a full ten!

"There are actually ten progenitors?" The powerful members of the strange race were now petrified, unable to believe what they were sensing. There were actually ten progenitors, something they had never known or seen before!

In the past, the bizarre race possessed ten beings at the pinnacle of their evolutionary path, awe-inspiring throughout the myriad realms and unmatched by any brilliant evolved civilization. Now, however, the progenitor race has also reached ten, on par with these pinnacle beings. No wonder the bizarre race has never had an enemy; any who dares to defy them will have their evolutionary path shattered, their civilization's flame forever extinguished, leaving only ruins. Who can stand against such a force?

"A dream spanning eternity, and we have gained a new fellow Daoist. Congratulations!" The four revived ancestors looked at Wang Hongwu with considerable surprise. They had not expected that the curse of ten people would actually be broken, and an eleventh ancestor would appear.

Wang Hongwu looked at them and noticed the coffins behind them. Those coffins were filled with a strong ominous substance, or rather, different primordial substances. Only the progenitor in the coffin-carrying state was at his full strength.

“Your coffin has not yet been made. Perhaps the Three-Life Coffin would be more suitable for you.” Another ancestor spoke up, but when he mentioned the Three-Life Coffin, the entire plateau seemed to tremble slightly for a moment.

Wang Hongwu sensed something in his heart, feeling that all worlds, the heavens, the vast universe, and the infinite cosmos trembled, as if shrouded in a mysterious mist, about to change the course of heaven and earth and the pattern of the past and present.

Only those who are extremely powerful, comparable to or even surpassing the progenitor, can become alert at this moment and generate this terrifying feeling.

"Is it the consciousness of the plateau?" Wang Hongwu stared at the ancestral land beneath his feet. It seemed that his contact with the courtyard of the past origin had triggered some unexpected changes. Then he shook his head. "I don't need a coffin for now. The primordial matter is in my body, in its most perfect form. Now, let's go and resolve the final variable."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took the lead and stepped out of the world to that battlefield. The ancestors had all come out, which was a good thing, as he and the Wild General could wipe them all out in one fell swoop.

Now that they have all performed the sacrificial rites, the unparalleled imperial laws left behind by the sublimation of the two paths have merged, and the power that has been unleashed is absolutely beyond imagination, even surpassing the state of the ten ancestral masters united as one.

"Let's go, let's end this era of uncertainty."

"The era belonging to the Evil Land, eternal and evergreen, as beautiful as flowers, as amazing as wilderness, are all just fleeting clouds, a corner of our memories."

The remaining seven progenitors also moved, arriving outside all worlds and descending upon the battlefield of the Desolate Heavenly Emperor.

boom!
They had only been here for eleven days when they caused the entire era to collapse, and the ancient history that once existed was about to vanish into nothingness. This was an unimaginable and earth-shattering upheaval.

Their methods and abilities that transcend the Great Dao are omnipresent. The black magic wall formed by their intertwined silhouettes soars into the clouds, incredibly oppressive, cutting off the only path to survival. It is like a deep, dark mountain stretching across the sky, unscalable, exuding an ominous aura.

"They've all arrived." Huang stood alone, pointing at the Emperor Sword. His body was covered in blood and wounds, but his indomitable spirit was even more sharp and powerful, causing the three ancestors opposite him to fall silent and almost retreat.

Soon, the number of ancestors in front of him increased from three to ten, and when Wang Hongwu also descended, there were eleven!
Eleven sacrificial deities appeared together, their spreading sacrificial patterns obscuring the sun and moon, making the world incredibly dark, as if a real weight was pressing on people's hearts, suffocating them!
The entire world fell silent, all worlds were silent. Under the unfathomable power of the eleven dark figures, all living beings in the universes trembled and could not help but kneel down.

With both new and old ancestors emerging, who can stand against them? They will simply sweep through, crushing all opponents. In the end, the entire world will be destroyed, and all living beings will turn to ashes!

"I didn't expect you to have hidden secrets, and even an ancestor." A figure emerged from beside Huang, his body surrounded by flower-like sacrificial patterns. He was none other than the first sacrificial master of the heavens, the Pollen Emperor!
The two priests were present, but before the eleven ancestors, they appeared so weak and powerless.

"Where is the last one? There are three sacrificial daos. If they don't come out now, there won't be another chance." The Black Blood Ancestor spoke calmly. They had already sent out all their ancestors, but the other side was still hiding their true intentions. This was not good.

"When it's time to come out, you will naturally come out." Huang was very calm. The two had already communicated the moment they met Wang Hongwu, and they were very in sync.

snort!
Then the ten ancestors' expressions turned cold. Everyone heard a cold snort in the past, present, and future. They felt that this was Huang and the Pollen Emperor making a death throes, which was utterly absurd.

Under their influence, irreparable cracks are appearing on one evolutionary path after another throughout the vast world, and no one can stop it.

All the great paths will collapse violently.

"Wilderness, today we will shatter your hopes!" An ancestor with black bloodstains and thick hair walked over, holding an iron rod in his hand. This weapon had no murderous aura and contained no Dao principles, but it was even more terrifying. Even the most powerful Dao Ancestors would collapse when they approached it.

He suddenly struck out, and the other nine ancestors also attacked, striking together with great force. Their power collided with that of Huang and the Pollen Emperor. Although there was no sound, everyone in the Great Thousand World felt the world turn upside down in an instant, as if the past and present had been severed. Only then did they realize that a great battle had broken out in the endlessly distant world beyond!

Such a battle between beings of this magnitude can last for tens of thousands of years, or it can end in an instant, depending on whether they fight to the last man's life or fight until their very essence is exhausted.

In an instant, the arena returned to silence. The Black Blood Ancestor who had made the move had shattered and reappeared in the distance, looking somewhat grim. However, such a being was ultimately transcendent and above all else, and in a moment, it became indifferent and ruthless, without any emotional fluctuations.

At this moment, in the outside world, in all the heavens, a shadow fell over the hearts of all the powerful beings of all races. Their memories seemed to be obscured, and they seemed to be forgetting many things. But soon, the two remaining supreme beings of the heavens discovered that the world had changed. In the chaos and under the earth, many ruins were revealed, ancient and deep, frighteningly ancient.

Those mottled marks, filled with the aura of time, are definitely prehistoric, or even from many eras ago. They actually record that in the distant past, there was a Desolate Emperor from all the heavens who fought alongside the Pollen Emperor of the heavens to kill a Black Blood Ancestor of the Calamity Land and fight against the ominous years.

"Their battle is over?" Both Luo Di and Meng Hai noticed this change. It was something that happened not long ago, how could it suddenly become history?

But beyond all worlds, everything is just beginning.

The ten ancestors acted together, injuring both Huang and the Pollen Emperor. After all, they were ten sacrificial beings, and no matter how strong they were, they could not resist so many sacrificial beings. Not to mention that the Pollen Emperor had only just returned and his strength had not yet recovered to its peak.

The red-haired progenitor looked down at them, speaking slowly and arrogantly, "Do you still want to struggle? You are just two people, destined to die. Is the third person afraid?"
It's a real pity, but it was also the best decision he ever made.

"Wrong, he's already here." Shi Hao revealed a confident smile. Behind the red-haired ancestor, he had already seen the third priest.

he came.

puff!
The next moment, the red-haired progenitor, who had been looking down at the entire scene, paused and lowered his head in disbelief. He clearly saw a large hand pierce through his body, entering from behind and exiting from his chest, crushing his heart, which contained ominous power.

A third priest?!

In that instant, the Red-haired Ancestor trembled as he turned around, and Wang Hongwu's face suddenly appeared in the shadows behind him. His dark, boundless eyes revealed no emotion, only a cold voice echoed, "Here."

I am always here. "

(End of this chapter)