The Great Ruler: Starting from the Dark Ages

Chapter 122 Enemy from the Sky! (4K)

Time flies like a galloping horse, and the sun and moon pass like falling flowers and flowing water.

Since the birth of the Primordial Race, and after the ancient princes and princesses in the forbidden zone joined the ancient starry road of the Golden Age, wars broke out in various parts of the starry sky over the past few hundred years.

The heavens and earth seemed to change as a result.

In just a few hundred years, one great Christmas has been born after another.

Three hundred-year-old Great Sages were originally so rare that they were almost mythical, but in this era, three of them appeared at the same time.

It is foreseeable that those who compete for supremacy in this era, if they do not perish, will most likely become quasi-emperors in the future.

This golden age of spiritual revival naturally benefited from Xu He's behind-the-scenes support.

Having lived through his fifth life and further refined his physique to a more chaotic state, Xu He's Sea of ​​Bitterness had transformed into a vast expanse of chaotic color, as if all things were in the beginning of chaos, truly evolving into something. The Sea of ​​Bitterness was also constantly changing, truly evolving towards the Immortal Realm, but this evolution was extremely slow and linked to his strength.

Three thousand years have passed. In this era, someone has attained enlightenment. A massive thunderbolt shattered the boundless darkness, the void collapsed, and the universe shattered. At this moment, an unparalleled demon emperor ascended to the throne.

It's not over yet. Only five hundred years have passed, and yet another human prodigy has powerfully attained enlightenment.

In a mere five hundred years, two great emperors emerged in succession, an event that was recorded by countless historians.

Countless people marveled that this was truly an unprecedented event. Some discovered that the world had undergone tremendous changes, and the new emperor no longer exerted any pressure on future generations.

Upon closer examination, they discovered that the two were actually prodigies who had competed for supremacy on the path to becoming emperors in the same era.

The two fought no less than a hundred times, but neither could gain the upper hand. One of them seized the opportunity to become emperor first, while the other became emperor later.

This order of events might be mentioned to distinguish the strength of the two, but in fact, after they became emperors, they reached an agreement and decided not to fight again. After all, at this level, they both have the virtue of cherishing life and do not want to cause suffering to the myriad worlds because of their competitive spirit.

Therefore, the two were revered as the most dazzling twin stars on the imperial road.

Less than two thousand years later, another great emperor was born. He was a squirrel, whose true form was an extremely weak species, yet he found an opportunity—a gift left behind by Xu He for the prodigies.

Over time, many cultivators who had once embarked on the path to becoming emperors joined the Heavenly Court. Of course, the Heavenly Court did not expand its recruitment indiscriminately; all of them underwent a series of rigorous reviews before truly becoming heavenly soldiers and generals.

With peak Quasi-Emperors guarding the gates and unconventional Dao-attaining protectors, the Heavenly Court has truly become the most unique existence in history.

Some have estimated that if a current emperor were to force his way into the Heavenly Court, even if the Heavenly Emperor were no longer alive, the alternative paths to enlightenment left behind, along with a group of peak-level quasi-emperors, would still be able to defeat him.

The Emperor is supreme, that is indeed a fact. However, the Heavenly Court's foundation is simply too profound. There are three to five experts at the level of attaining Dao through unconventional means, and no fewer than ten quasi-emperors at the peak of the realm. After all, this is the result of the gathering of powerful individuals over the past tens or hundreds of thousands of years.

This doesn't even include the mid-level Quasi-Emperors and the dozen or so Extreme Emperor Weapons.

From then on, competing for supremacy on the ancient starry road was no longer the only pursuit for geniuses to realize their life's value; joining the Heavenly Court became the dream of countless geniuses.

Becoming an emperor, achieving immortality, or becoming an immortal are all the long-cherished wishes of cultivators.

But it seems that all these long-cherished wishes can be answered in one person...

Over these thousands of years, several Emperor Tribulations have occurred, and countless Quasi-Emperor Tribulations and Saint Tribulations have followed. Some cultivators have made a bold hypothesis: perhaps the number of top cultivators in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, excluding Supreme Beings, has already surpassed that of the Emperor Venerable era.

It should be noted that the Heavenly Emperor at that time was not as harsh as he is today.

If this development continues for another ten thousand years, in terms of cultivators alone, the Heavenly Emperor Era will surpass the Mythological Era.

……

The endless tribulations of lightning across the heavens and earth brought boundless tremors, and these continuous tremors finally became apparent to the powerful beings within the strange space one day.

A battlefield within a strange space.

The emperor's blood and bones mingled and were poured onto the earth, where they were covered with another layer of frost, as if they had been coated with a layer of lacquer.

Outside, even a single drop of imperial blood would attract countless cultivators vying for it, but here, it is discarded like worn-out shoes.

Because in this place, the Great Emperor Realm is far from the end of cultivation.

Once upon a time, it would take ten thousand years for an unparalleled emperor to be born in the nine heavens and ten earths, but here there are several of them.

Now they have gathered here and begun the ultimate battle of gods.

However, in this ultimate battle of gods, even the supreme emperors were just ordinary supporting characters.

Because here, there are true immortals, and even beings above true immortals.

In the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, immortals have always been a vague concept.

So blurred that even the most supreme beings throughout the ages could not distinguish whether it was a realm or a kind of immortality.

But here, immortality is a clearly defined realm.

As for immortality?

Here, even emperors can live forever. Here are things that have disappeared for countless ages in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, things that Xu He has always dreamed of and wanted to generate on his own—immortal matter.

The cultivators here also have a clear concept of immortals.

That was not something ethereal or unreal, but something that truly existed, because there were indeed several beings above the level of True Immortals clashing here.

"Why does it feel like the space itself is shaking?" A supreme being murmured to himself, sensing the ripples in the heavens and earth.

This was not an illusion, nor was it caused by the clash between those supreme experts; rather, the space itself was genuinely fluctuating.

"It seems to have come from the lower realms." The Supreme Being had another suspicion.

For cultivators in this realm, the existence of the lower realm is already an open secret. Although this realm is rich in longevity substances, like a fragment of a celestial realm, the cultivators in this realm are not as arrogant and haughty as those in the celestial realm.

After all, two of the strongest warriors in today's battle came from the lower realm.

That was a true supreme being, above even the immortals.

In addition, there are many supreme beings in this world who have fought their way up from the lower realms.

Even at the same level, cultivators from lower realms are generally stronger than those from the native realm.

Now, the fluctuations in the lower realm have been continuously reported over the past few thousand years. For a time, even the local supreme beings were somewhat dazed, wondering if the lower realm had suffered some calamity, or if some great figures had appeared one after another.

"clang!"

A bell rang first, penetrating to the bone marrow and engraving itself into the soul, causing countless supreme beings to feel their hair stand on end.

Then, an extremely dense and powerful divine might swept across this realm.

Its power could indeed annihilate all things, but the owner of the bell seemed to possess a great deal of compassion. When the bell's sound, accompanied by the supreme immortal might, spread to the vicinity of ordinary cultivators, its destructive power instantly dissipated, leaving only the bell's sound still resonating.

"It was that immortal called 'Wu Shi' who made the move; this bell sound was far too domineering," a cultivator sensed.

Although the Great Emperor Wushi was extremely low-key, from the moment he arrived in this realm, he rose to the top step by step with the same force as when he was in the lower realm, and none of the gods and demons could stop his progress.

He reached the realm of the Mortal Immortal, where he stood on equal footing with the native Mortal Immortal.

The arrival and rise of Emperor Wushi attracted a large number of followers at the Supreme Realm, with many switching allegiance. Thus, a feud and conflict began between Emperor Wushi and the native Immortals of the Mortal World.

They were indeed evenly matched for tens of thousands of years.

Until another person from the lower realm entered this realm and forcefully ascended to the top.

That was a celestial phoenix, a true celestial spirit.

No one knows his name or his origins; all that is known is his title—the Immortal Emperor.

At first, the local immortal also made a strong move against the Undying Emperor, but the two fought for a long time without a clear winner. It wasn't until the Undying Emperor revealed his immortal spirit form that he expressed his enmity with Wushi.

The two then shook hands and made peace, before turning their attention to the Great Emperor Wushi.

Over these tens of thousands of years, war has once again broken out...

“Ding, ding, ding…”

The Boundless Bell rang several times in succession, and many supreme beings were in a daze at this moment. This was the first time that the supreme expert who came down from the mortal realm had activated the immortal weapon in this way.

An indescribable power enveloped the battlefield of the Great Emperor, or more precisely, it enveloped the followers of Wushi's side.

The scene abruptly changed the next moment, and all of Wushi's followers were transferred to an unnamed space.

"It seems this war is coming to an end." The supreme being of the Wushi faction sighed, having already anticipated the outcome.

After all, he fought two mortal immortals alone. Although Wushi was always at a disadvantage, he did not lose. Such a record is already quite impressive.

The pursuers of Wushi naturally understood this principle as well. A temporary defeat meant nothing. In their hearts, the Great Emperor Wushi would one day rise to the top as powerfully as when he first arrived in this world and eliminate all his enemies.

Moreover, the Great Emperor Wushi never forgot to relocate them each time he retreated, a fact that truly impressed many people.

Space distorted, and the Great Emperor Wushi appeared in this space.

At this moment, his blue robe was stained with blood, but it wasn't serious. Of course, neither the Undying Emperor nor the local Red Dust Immortals gained any advantage; both were injured.

After all, both sides had cultivated to the level of Red Dust Immortal, and naturally cherished their lives. This was especially true for the Undying Emperor and the native Red Dust Immortal. Both of them had their own little thoughts, and neither wanted to get hurt, nor were they so noble as to take the injury for the other.

It really is a situation where they are somewhat hindering each other, like the left and right hands fighting each other.

Therefore, although the Great Emperor Wushi was stained with blood, the injuries of the Undying Emperor and the native Red Dust Immortals were actually much more serious than his.

However, once one reaches the level of a Red Dust Immortal and is within the realm of immortal matter, injuries are only a matter of moments before recovery.

As for serious injuries that could damage the Great Dao, those would only occur if the two sides were truly engaged in a life-or-death struggle.

Emperor Wushi did want to have a good fight, but the Undying Emperor and the native Red Dust Immortals seemed to be afraid of death and unwilling to give him the opportunity, which left Emperor Wushi quite helpless.

"It seems there's been some commotion in the lower realms?" As Wushi was recovering from his injuries, another fluctuation came from the space.

That was the tribulation of becoming an emperor, which was only so intense in the lower realms. Of course, the distance was too great, and even the Great Emperor would have a hard time capturing it. However, it was easy for someone at the level of Wushi.

This isn't the first time in recent years; it's happened several times already.

Moreover, the entire process took only a few thousand years.

This completely violates the previous rules.

"It seems those two are indeed capable of coming to this realm," Wu Shi murmured to himself.

This change also surpassed Wushi's understanding. At this moment, he was guessing that it was the work of those two near-immortal geniuses in the lower realm.

The empress, clad in white and ethereal, was indeed a rare sight throughout history. Wu Shi could sense that if they were at the same level, the empress could almost rival him.

And that man with long, flowing hair...

If the Ruthless Great Emperor brought caution to the Beginningless Great Emperor...
So Xu He gave Wu Shi a feeling that was hard to describe as eerie.

Extremely weird.

That feeling of shared ancestry can indeed be explained by the fact that we share the same physical constitution, but that strange feeling is truly beyond words.

It was as if that person didn't exist.

Or……

It does not exist in this ancient history.
His existence cannot be found in the past, present, or future; it's as if he appeared out of thin air.
Of course, Emperor Wushi regarded this conjecture as his own oversensitivity and wild speculation.

Even so, that level of strength was indeed somewhat outrageous.

He had never become an immortal, and his realm was not as high as that of the Undying Emperor, and he was even a bit inferior to the Ruthless Great Emperor. But with such strength, he used two secret techniques in succession at the last moment and unleashed the Emperor Fist, which made the Undying Emperor vomit blood.

At the Great Emperor realm, he struck so hard that the Mortal Immortal vomited blood.

Although that person also looked extremely unwell, this was a rebellion against the immortals.

Any related vocabulary demonstrates an ability that is extremely rare throughout history.

Now, fluctuations are coming from the lower realm one after another. Perhaps that person is plotting something, and the day when everything is revealed is destined not to be too far away.

Wu Shi believed that those two people would never die.

"It seems that it won't be long before two more immortals of the mortal world arrive here. The battle between the attacking and defending aliens is not far off."

……

Within the strange space, both the Undying Emperor and the native Mortal Immortal sensed something, but both remained silent, harboring varying degrees of dissatisfaction with each other.

But no one made it clear, and everyone was seeking a superficial harmony.

On one hand, the native immortals of the mortal realm wanted to use the Immortal Emperor, a true immortal spirit, to glimpse the mysteries of the immortal realm; on the other hand, the Immortal Emperor was worried that the native immortals of the mortal realm might one day turn against him.

……

Unbeknownst to anyone, in a space that none of the three mortal immortals or several supreme experts had ever set foot in, or even sensed, a giant hand suddenly lifted the curtain of a great battle.

"The lower realm... is truly bustling."

The man was covered in black, and his expression was somewhat deranged.

"I must not have been there for a million years... No, it's you who hasn't been back for a million years."

The man, shrouded in black and exuding an eerie aura, burst into laughter, his long hair falling down, finally revealing his true face.

He bears some resemblance to Xu He, but is more eerie.

"The path to immortality is a coordinate system, but isn't the source of these spatial fluctuations also a coordinate system?"

The man grinned maliciously, and suddenly stretched out his huge hand, a palm strike that swept across billions of stars, shattering the barriers of space and tearing apart the obstacles of the nine heavens and ten earths.

(End of this chapter)