The Great Ruler: Starting from the Dark Ages

Chapter 170 Crushing the Hong Emperor
Hongdi's primordial spirit ultimately escaped, and the life force of a quasi-immortal emperor allowed him to take the opportunity to reshape his physical body.

At this moment, endless radiance enveloped the primordial spirit, constructing a new physical body for it.

This was not without cost; on the contrary, the forceful repair of his physical body alone consumed most of his vital essence.

The harm was so great that it would prevent him from ever truly becoming an emperor in this lifetime.

But the current Emperor Hong couldn't think about all that anymore. Rather than die and become a laughing stock for future generations, he was willing to pay this terrible price.

The purple blood energy condensed and transformed into a purple sun.

"I will use the very essence of my life to slay you!"

Emperor Hong roared, and all the origins of the Great Dao and his blood energy condensed into a purple-gold armor.

Endless brilliance, countless streams of light shimmered on his armor, making him truly as majestic as an emperor.

Emperor Hong made his move, and countless blades formed from the origin of the Great Dao appeared around him.

It was as if ten thousand swords had returned to their source, and it attacked Xu He.

In an instant, the Boundary Sea churned, and even Xu He, with his unparalleled strength, was injured by the Return of Ten Thousand Swords.

But the boundless vitality contained within it remains as abundant as a vast ocean.

In contrast to the intense battle in this one, on the other side, the war between the Footprint Emperor and the Feather Emperor was almost over.

The Footprint Emperor flew out horizontally, collapsing countless ancient life-bearing stars.

His chest was pierced, and he instinctively reached out to cover the wound to prevent the blood from flowing out. It took him a while to remember that he was now just a clone of the Emperor Fire.

Even a drop of imperial blood is a pipe dream.

"This battle is over, Nameless One, you have lost." The Feather Emperor held the Emperor-Slaying Spear, the imperial blood on it still telling the story of the past.

The Footprint Emperor's face was icy cold. The moment he saw the Emperor's blood, a strong sense of resentment welled up inside him: "You've gotten lucky again..."

"In this world, there are only stories of the strong getting stronger," the Feather Emperor said with extreme disdain.

In fact, he also knew that it was already extremely rare for the Footprint Emperor to be able to fight him for a hundred moves using only a clone.

Its strength is beyond doubt.

For such a powerful figure, the Feather Emperor wanted to show him the utmost respect and use the most magnificent power to give the Footprint Emperor the most tragic end.

"You will not be alone on your journey to the underworld!"

Emperor Yu roared, and divine power continuously gathered from the two wings behind him. In an instant, the Boundary Sea became filled with lightning and thunder, and surging blood energy danced and permeated the Boundary Sea.

In an instant, endless divine grace and countless streams of blood energy converged on the Emperor-Slaying Spear.

The spear tip embodies the most powerful killing force ever seen at the Quasi-Immortal Emperor level throughout the ages.

After gathering his strength, without the slightest hesitation, Emperor Yu, wielding the Emperor-Slaying Spear, transformed into a streak of light, hurtling towards Emperor Footprint like an arrow released from a bow.

Wherever it passed, the world was turned upside down, and the seas dried up.

As the Footprint Emperor gazed at the Emperor-Slaying Spear that had transformed into a stream of light, he recalled the ending from countless ages ago.

The imperial blood still remains on it, seemingly hinting at the inevitable end of everything.

At this moment, just as at that moment.

"Could it be... could it be that I will really perish here today?" A strong sense of unease arose in my mind.

But it was only for a fleeting moment.

He looked at Xu He, who was fighting with Hongdi in the distance, and his mind still involuntarily recalled the time when they first met.

How weak he was back then, but now he's powerful enough to kill a Dark Quasi-Immortal Emperor.

Can he work miracles?

An idea formed in his mind, but in an instant, the Footprint Emperor had already made his decision.

His eyes were filled with unwavering determination, nothing more.

"He's already dead, yet he still cherishes this bit of primordial imperial fire. Is that considered greedy?" The Footprint Emperor chuckled self-deprecatingly.

Then, the imperial fire that was about to go out at the wound reignited.

"By doing this, you will truly perish, with no possibility of turning things around," Emperor Yu cursed inwardly.

He never imagined that this damned nameless man would be willing to pay the price of eternal damnation for a single, desperate blow.

Is it just so that I can't win in a pretty way?

"This recovery can't be left empty-handed, can it? What will the younger generation think of me then?"

The Footprint Emperor laughed loudly.

The flames had completely enveloped him, turning him into a human torch.

He realized that there has never been a savior.

Instead of hoping for miracles to happen, become a part of the miracle yourself.

At this moment, the Feather Emperor also arrived, but there was not a trace of fear in the Footprint Emperor's eyes.

"boom!"

A deafening roar erupted, shocking countless people.

Even Xu He and Emperor Hong were drawn to this attack.

At this moment, the great battle between the Footprint Emperor and the Feather Emperor was as tragic as the ending of countless ages ago, with the Footprint Emperor's brow being pierced once again.

But this time, things are a little different.

With his last bit of strength, the Footprint Emperor grabbed one of the Feather Emperor's wings tightly.

Then, the celestial fire shifted, scorching its wings!
"what!!!"

At this moment, the Feather Emperor's heart-wrenching voice rang out. The immortal fire had charred the wings on his back, and flesh and blood kept falling off, revealing endless blood light.

"I was lucky to be alive. You think you can afford to risk your life against me?"

The Footprint Emperor laughed heartily, then looked at Xu He and quickly said:

"The outstanding people of the future, I am no longer of any use; this is all I can do."

"The wings of this large fluttering moth are its weakness."

After saying this, the Footprint Emperor's lifespan came to an end, and he began to dissipate.

Emperor Yu was insulted by Emperor Kou Shi and wanted to curse him, but the pain in his wings prevented him from doing so.

Even if I were to get distracted and curse this nobody, he probably wouldn't hear me anyway.

"Senior, we will meet again." Xu He's voice came from that moment.

In his final moments, the Footprint Emperor heard it, but he had no strength left and vanished completely.

"Hopefully."

A voice echoed, and the Emperor of Footprints was no more.

"Damn it! Damn it!" The pain in Yu Di's wings was unbearable, and he finally cursed loudly.

But the next moment, a bloody stench filled the air.

Emperor Yu's pupils suddenly contracted. He hadn't even noticed that Xu He had already been standing behind him.

Even Emperor Hong was caught off guard. He looked again at the spot where Xu He had just been, where only a humanoid blood aura remained.

"Wings are the source of all your power, right?"

Xu He's icy voice rang out at this moment, like a death knell tolling for him from the underworld.

As soon as the words were spoken, the hand of Heaven was already upon them.

There is no ultimate killing power, only unparalleled strength.

Like pulling out weeds, the wings of the Feather Emperor were suddenly uprooted.

"Do not!!!!"

The cry of the Feather Emperor resounded throughout all the heavens and myriad realms in an instant.

It was a truly painful scream; the extreme emotions of a quasi-immortal emperor caused lightning and thunder to strike and torrential rain to pour down throughout all the heavens and myriad realms.

Countless mountains were destroyed, and endless temples turned to ashes.

At this moment, the Feather Emperor no longer held back, letting out a loud roar, disregarding the corpses of the Immortal Emperors in the Ultimate Ancient Land. Intense pain filled his nerves, turning his eyes bloodshot.

His power does indeed come largely from his wings.

Now that we've lost our wings, while it's not as severe as a bird losing its wings, it's not far off.

His blood kept gushing out, and all his essence was being drained away.

That was his quasi-immortal emperor blood, which had never flowed through the ages, but now it was flowing as if it were free.

He looked at Xu He, his eyes filled with resentment and malice.

Seeing the Feather Emperor's resentment, Xu He punched the wing that had been plucked from his body.

"How dare you, you brat!" Emperor Yu roared.

He had already guessed what Xu He wanted to do.

But his anger did nothing to influence Xu He's decision.

"boom!"

The Emperor's Fist struck both wings, truly turning them into a rain of blood that filled the sky.

Xu He, who was closest to the blood rain and at its very center, was completely bathed in a baptism of imperial blood.

Bathed in the emperor's blood, Xu He exuded a fierce aura.

A bloodthirsty thought crossed his mind.

Then, he launched a fierce attack on Emperor Yu.

At this time, the Feather Emperor was at his weakest and most vulnerable to being killed.

Xu He's Emperor Fist rained down like raindrops, each strike aimed specifically at the Feather Emperor's back.

Even though Emperor Yu used countless spells to defend himself, as long as Xu He hit the wound on his back with any move, it would cause him unbearable pain.

The sea at this boundary was constantly churning, and a dazzling array of light shot into the sky.

Those outside the boundary sea could no longer see anything clearly.

Aside from the boundless chaotic energy, there was only that constantly exploding light, which everyone knew was the unparalleled fist light that pierced through the past, present, and future.

Emperor Yu's injuries were getting worse, but now he didn't even have a chance to roar.

He knew that if he were to briefly separate himself due to a roar or something else, he would inevitably be met with an even more ferocious attack.

He had no chance to scream, and dared not scream.

Most of his magical power was concentrated in his wings. At this moment, even though he tried his best to defend, he was becoming increasingly stretched thin. He knew that if things continued like this, he would only face death in battle.

Even after a long period of fighting, Xu He's body was pierced several times by the spear that had killed the emperor.

But in the eyes of the Feather Emperor, Xu He was nothing short of a monster.

His physical body was too strong; even with all my strength, I could only pierce through it.

Even though he was pierced through, he seemed not to feel any pain. He didn't scream, and his expression didn't change. The only change was Xu He's increasingly fierce punches.

After several rounds, he was already suffering terribly.

"Hong! Aren't you fucking coming to help me?!" Emperor Yu could no longer hold on.

After this curse, his body was blasted away by Xu He, severing the entire Boundary Sea.

What Emperor Yu didn't know was that Emperor Hong had also done his best. He had just unleashed thousands of blood energy blades, but he couldn't control Xu He's offensive.

As for close-quarters combat?

Emperor Hong wasn't that noble; in the end, he didn't want to end up like Emperor Yu.

Who would want to take over the position of Emperor Yu if they could launch a sneak attack from behind Xu He and wear down his physical body, instead of being suppressed by Xu He?
Emperor Yu was well aware of Emperor Hong's thoughts.

At this moment, the Feather Emperor, who had been blasted away, glared angrily at the Hong Emperor.

Xu He seized the opportunity and turned his fierce offensive towards Hong Di.

This is the best option at present.

The battle just now has already created a rift in the trust between Emperor Yu and Emperor Hong.

Emperor Yu had already returned to the throne and was only thinking about escaping, while Emperor Hong was incredibly close to him.

Without the slightest hesitation, Xu He unleashed his Emperor Fist, traversing billions of stars and striking directly at the Hong Emperor.

Emperor Hong was blasted away, and Xu He immediately pounced on him again, striking him squarely in the chest.

With a single strike, his armor shattered.

Emperor Hong hunched over like a shrimp.

His armor, formed from his concentrated essence and blood, shattered, and he himself suffered a backlash from the Great Dao.

Xu He seized the opportunity and did not give them another chance.

A surge of vital energy erupted from Xu He's body, instantly filling every wound.

He knew that his only option now was to kill one of them quickly, or kill both of them.

Later, the terrifying, world-destroying old man became the true enemy.

Blood flowed from Xu He's hands, instantly transforming into the Great Dao and Laws, all manifesting in the world along with leaping runes.

In an instant, the countless runes spontaneously glued together to form a longsword.

The Sword of the Great Dao has reappeared in the world.

This time, however, the Sword of the Great Dao was not constructed from the Dao and Law of this world.

Rather, it stemmed entirely from Xu He himself.

Xu He brandished his longsword, and the entire Boundary Sea shimmered in an instant.

A dazzling sword light illuminated the world, and a vast sword aura soared into the sky.

Chaos was shattered, and endless chaotic energy poured down, filling the Boundary Sea and transforming it into a vast ocean of chaotic energy. Even so, it could not obscure the brilliance between the Great Dao.

At this moment, the soaring sword energy swept across everything.

Emperor Hong was cut in half at the waist. Countless laws of order and the Great Dao continuously eroded his physical body. The terrifying destructive power continued unabated. Even the life force of a quasi-immortal emperor could not offset the effect and could only suffer continuous damage from the sword energy.

"You've already repaired your physical body once; you won't have another chance this time!"

After Xu He finished speaking, he once again slashed at Emperor Hong.

At this moment, Emperor Yu could no longer sit still. He regretted it. If he and Emperor Hong had blocked that sword strike together, they would have had a chance to neutralize it.

Unfortunately, Emperor Hong's behavior just now has created a rift in the trust between the two.

There is no such thing as morality or nobility, but it is this rift that gave Xu He an opportunity to exploit and to defeat them one by one.

The second sword fell.

Hongdi's physical body was completely destroyed, and purple blood gushed out everywhere. Xu He, bathed in the purple blood, felt as refreshed as when he first entered the righteous path.

After his physical body was dismembered, Emperor Hong was powerless to repair it. He wanted to escape and avoid being killed by Xu He.

Unfortunately, a giant hand from the heavens was already reaching out to grab him.

Within the Five Finger Mountain, there was no longer any chance for Emperor Hong to escape.

"Leave someone!"

At that moment, a loud shout erupted from a certain direction in the river of time.

A divine light began to emerge, even before the person appeared.

But Xu He had already guessed who it was.

The Ten Evils of Antiquity, the Old Man Who Destroys the World!

"Too late!" That was Xu He's only response.

As soon as he finished speaking, the large hand suddenly exerted force, crushing Hongdi as if he were crushing an insect.

The primordial spirit of the Hong Emperor let out a shrill scream that shook the nine heavens.

(End of this chapter)