Zhatian: I, Haotian, am the first emperor of the human race!

Chapter 517 Empress: I'm all alone now...

"boom!"

A battlefield outside the world.

The afterglow of the sunset illuminates the world.

Countless mutilated bodies were scattered across the battlefield.

Everyone in the Heavenly Court died, leaving only the trio to fight a bloody battle with the Jade Emperor and the Desolate Emperor. The army of the strange race was almost completely wiped out.

The ten most mysterious immortal emperors have died.

Most of the hundreds of strange Quasi-Immortal Emperors also died.

The veterans of Heaven, with absolute courage and unimaginable fighting power, swept away all the eeriness and misfortune. They died once, and then a second time, but ultimately succeeded in this feat...

hard to imagine.

Given such a large gap.

They were actually able to do that.

It's incredible.

嗏

No use.

Despair still shrouded the heavens.

Did they die in vain?

Do not!
At least they tried!
They fought back!
Perhaps in the eyes of the strange race, they are just a tiny particle, an ant, but they still have to make their voices heard, with their roars, with their actions...

Go and fight!
"kill!"

On the battlefield.

There are still heroic souls fighting on.

Those were the immortal souls left behind by some veterans of the Heavenly Court before they died. They fought hard and struggled, but in the end, they were annihilated...

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Did we lose?

"Is there truly no hope left for the heavens?"

All living beings cried out in sorrow at this moment.

For a time,

The heavens trembled.

Despair enveloped the world.

In the endless afterglow of the sunset, all living beings desperately called out the true names of the Jade Emperor and the Desolate Emperor, causing the mountains and rivers to resonate, the sun and moon to shine together, and all things to echo each other...

But a pity.

No miracles have occurred in the world yet.

Darkness has completely enveloped all the heavens and myriad realms.

Heavenly Court...

I'm exhausted.

All the emperors have died, and their heroic spirits have vanished.

"Ahhh!"

Emperor Ye let out a roar.

He was covered in blood, his imposing body torn apart, a gaping hole in his chest. A thick, eerie, and ominous aura was eroding his will, trying to assimilate him into a dark being...

but,
is it possible?
Emperor Ye's will is unyielding!

eternal!

No one can break him!

What doesn't kill him will only make him stronger!

"boom!"

The Heavenly Emperor's Cauldron shattered.

The primordial energy of all things is interwoven with endless blood.

The profound mysteries of the Nine Great Immortal Gold erupted with a tremor, like a symphony in despair, playing a mournful song at a funeral...

"boom--"

The Beginningless Bell was also shattered.

The bells and tripods are powerless.

They fought to the very end.

He had almost lost all his blood and could hardly hold on any longer.

"I still have the Daoist bones!"

"I still have an indomitable will!"

Emperor Wushi let out a low roar.

He joined forces with Emperor Ye to attack the eighth ancestor of the sacrificial path, almost forcing him into a complete retreat, with thick black blood dripping into the heavens...

"boom!"

The empress's body began to crack.

The mask, which seemed to be both crying and laughing, shattered completely, revealing a perfect face. That stunningly beautiful face was covered with cracks, and there was a deep bloody hole on her delicate forehead...

The empress bled from all seven orifices.

Her beautiful, clear eyes were completely stained red with blood, and the immortal sword in her hand was broken again and again, almost completely ruined.

but,
She persisted.

"boom--"

The trio charged toward the eighth ancestor of the sacrificial rites.

Although they were able to force him to retreat, they were ultimately unable to kill him, because the gap between an Immortal Emperor and a Priest was too great; they did not possess the combat power and resources of the Heavenly Emperor…

"Buzz!"

at this time.

Suddenly, the world fell silent.

A secluded plateau suddenly appeared in the world.

An unparalleled will is surveying all the heavens and myriad realms from the darkness.

At that moment, everyone felt a tremor in their hearts.

For some reason, they suddenly felt that the plateau seemed to have given birth to a will.

How can this be?

How could a plateau possibly give birth to a will!

"boom!"

Under the watchful eyes of the world.

An ancient bronze coffin appeared.

It appeared before the world from the remote plateau, and then slowly drifted down the river of time.

"boom!"

See this scene.

The heartbeats of all living beings stopped for a moment.

They stared in disbelief at the scene before them.

This is…

The tenth ancestor of the Taoist rituals!
Does this strange race have a tenth ancestor who is the founder of the sacrificial ritual?
impossible!
how can that be!

Despair, fear, resentment;
Various emotions resonated in the hearts of all living beings.

this moment.

The trio's expressions changed.

Upon seeing the ancient bronze coffin, both the Great Emperor Wushi and Emperor Ye Tian felt a chill in their hearts. They exchanged a glance and immediately made a decision—

"go!"

The two of them joined forces.

At the same time, gently push out a palm.

The empress's slender figure was pushed into the distance by them.

"Come on!"

Wu Shi and Ye Fan roared.

They desperately stopped the eighth ancestor of the sacrificial rites, hoping that the Empress could take advantage of the gap before the tenth ancestor of the sacrificial rites arrived...

Leave this place.

See this.

The Empress's body trembled slightly.

Her clear eyes, now stained with blood, looked at Emperor Ye and Emperor Wushi, and finally at Emperor Haotian and Emperor Huangtian, who stood atop the ages…

"go!"

Lin Hao's gentle voice rang out.

Immediately afterwards, the Empress felt a gentle hand lightly brush over her body, and then her figure completely disappeared from the battlefield.

"Do not…"

"don't want!!"

The empress let out a desperate and miserable cry.

She turned her gaze to the battlefield beyond the world and witnessed the arrival of the tenth ancestor of the sacrificial path.

In a daze…

She slowly closed her eyes.

A tear of blood slid down her cheek.

She vaguely saw a dream.

Everyone is dead. The Jade Emperor has vanished, the Great Emperor Wushi has disappeared, the Emperor Ye has vanished without a trace, and the Desolate Emperor has disappeared...

The world was a blood red.

Only a broken mirror remained, the Beginningless Bell shattered, the Mother Qi Cauldron collapsed, and the Desolate Sword broke.

In a hazy dream.

She wandered alone through countless worlds, overwhelmed by a profound despair that left her speechless with extreme sorrow.

"I'm all alone now..."

The mournful sound echoed throughout the heavens and the myriad realms.

...

"boom!"

The empress's figure disappeared.

Unknown where it went, a fragment of the Jade Disc of Creation transformed into a streak of light and sped past, chasing after the Empress's vanished figure.

at the same time.

"Buzz!"

The ancient bronze coffin floated across the ages.

The coffin lid slowly opened—

Endless eeriness and misfortune swept across the sky, and a withered figure emerged from the coffin. Its extremely evil blood-red eyes gazed upon everything between heaven and earth, and its boundless power swept across the heavens and the earth.

Destroy everything.

Sacrifice to annihilate all paths.

The tenth ancestor of the sacrificial rites descended.

"boom!"

The world fell completely silent.

The Jade Emperor and the Desolate Emperor ceased their fighting.

They stood there, covered in blood, their bodies torn apart, with Emperor Wushi and Emperor Ye Tian standing behind them. The four of them stared at what lay ahead.

in front.

The ten founding ancestors of the Taoist priesthood descended.

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