Eternal God Emperor: Only I Am Emperor One

Chapter 230 The Battle of Merit Ends

Without the support of the Ice and Fire Phoenix Sacred Source and the Rule Emperor Artifact, the entire Phoenix Nest space is becoming increasingly fragile and is on the verge of collapse.

Luo Sha and Yue Jian noticed this change in advance and left the Phoenix Nest, thus escaping disaster.

After leaving the Phoenix Nest, the area where the ninety-nine sacred mountains were located could only be described as devastating.

The southern continent of the Ancestral Spirit Realm has collapsed in most places. Most of the saints from the Seven Realms of Shatuo and the Rakshasa Clan have gathered in this area where the ninety-nine holy mountains are located, and the battle continues.

From the overall battle situation, the Rakshasa tribe held an absolute advantage, while the saints of the Seven Realms of Shatuo could only form battle formations for passive defense.

Only a few top experts were able to launch a counterattack to some extent, but in the end they were all suppressed and powerless against the million marquises.

The number of Rakshasa Marquises in the Ancestral Spirit Realm was already quite large, and Luo Sha transferred three million more Marquises from the Hell Realm, making their numbers and overall strength far surpass those of the Seven Realms of Shatuo.

Although Lingyan Demoness, Wu Hao, Ning Dongliu and others were exceptionally strong, even stronger than first-class marquises, they couldn't withstand the Rakshasa Clan's overwhelming numbers. The key points they had painstakingly occupied were quickly lost.

On the battlefield, the saints of the seven realms of Shatuo suffered heavy losses, with nearly two-thirds of them perishing.

Although the merit points that determine the ranking of a great world mostly come from Great Saints and Saint Kings, a large number of Saints are the future of a great world, and many of them will have the opportunity to become Saint Kings or even Great Saints in the future.

If too many saints perish, it will damage the vitality of a great world. Even if we can escape this battle of merit, there will always be a time when we shed our last drop of blood and fight to the last generation.

The strong become stronger, and the weak become weaker, until they perish.

This is the Heavenly Court's order of myriad worlds, established by the Heavenly Palace and the four ruling worlds, which has lasted for 100,000 years.

For cultivators in weak realms, the only way to break this fate is to hope for the birth of a genius who can amaze the universe, like Qian Heng Yi Shu and Zhuang Tai A in the past.

Even with a thousand horizontal and one vertical lines, they ultimately failed to protect their mother world.

When they arrived, the Kunlun Realm had 70,000 to 80,000 saints, but now only 40,000 to 50,000 remain, a loss of nearly half. It is the realm with the least loss among the seven realms of Shatuo.

Di Yi looked up at the sky above the ninety-nine sacred mountains. Stars twinkled and gathered into an array. It was an asteroid near the Ancestral Spirit Realm summoned by the Rakshasa Clan that had formed a great array of a thousand stars.

"The grand formation set up by the Grand Master of Formations in conjunction with millions of Rakshasa Marquises is why the cultivators of the Seven Realms of Shatuo fought so fiercely."

There are about two days left until the end of the Holy Merit War, but judging from the current situation, the Holy Ones of the Seven Realms of Shatuo will definitely not last more than two days.

In the Heavenly Court Realm, more and more cultivators gathered in front of the spatial mirror to watch the battle. Even those who were not cultivators from the Seven Realms of Shatuo, seeing the Seven Realms Saints lying on the Holy Mountain, all had bloodshot eyes and wished they could rush to the Ancestral Spirit Realm's battlefield of merit and wipe out the Rakshasa army.

"The strength of the saints of the Seven Realms of Shatuo is completely unequal to that of the Rakshasa clan. This battle for merit is too unfair."

"Fortunately, there is still Emperor Yi. He has come out of the Phoenix Nest. I wonder if he can lead the saints of the Seven Realms of Shatuo to survive these last two days."

"Although Di Yi is very strong, the Thousand Star Array is a grand array set up by an array master. It gathers the power of the Rakshasa Marquis on the entire battlefield. Even a Six-Step Saint King might not be able to break the array's blockade. Di Yi is still too young. It is as difficult as ascending to heaven for one person to turn the tide of battle."

Through the battlefield mirror, all the cultivators' eyes fell on Di Yi, wanting to know whether this prodigy of the Kunlun Realm, the suspected controller of truth, could turn the tide.

Emperor Yi looked towards one of the thirty-three sacred mountains to the inner side, named Qifeng Sacred Mountain, which was the most majestic of the ninety-nine sacred mountains.

Ji Hua, who was in charge of the Thousand Star Array, was at the summit of the Holy Mountain at that moment.

Holding the Heaven-Sealing Sword in his hand, Di Yi stepped into the void and strode towards Qifeng Sacred Mountain, loudly proclaiming, "Cultivators of the Seven Realms of Shatuo, are there any who dare to accompany me to break the formation?"

As soon as the words fell, over a thousand figures rushed out from the Kunlun Realm's camp. Among them were heretics from the Eastern, Central, and Northern Regions, imperial kings and domain kings, and cultivators from Confucianism, Taoism, Taiji Taoism, and the Ten Thousand Buddhas Taoism...

"Master, we've come to help you break the formation."

The Azure Lake Dragon King revealed his true form, transforming into an azure dragon tens of miles long.

Fu Jiuluo, Fu Liuyun, Song Molun, Zhong Yao... all gathered behind Di Yi.

“The cultivators of the Guanghan Realm are not cowards either; we will come to your aid.”

Bu Ji and Su Qingling led a group of saints from the Guanghan Realm to arrive. Zhang Ruochen, carrying the Chenyuan Ancient Sword, hurriedly arrived, glanced in the direction of Qifeng Sacred Mountain, and joined the battle without saying a word.

He has now collected 100 million merit points, and can finally go all out in a battle.

Spirit Flame Demoness from the Great Demon Ten Directions Realm, Ning Dongliu from the Purple Mansion Realm, and saints from the Blade Prison Realm, Heavenly Mother Realm, and Eight Divisions Realm all joined. Before long, an elite army of over ten thousand saints gathered behind Emperor Yi.

"Master, give me your orders. How should we fight?"

Di Yan's body was over thirty miles long, exuding the Daoist aura of a divine dragon, and his entire body was enveloped in Nanling Dragon Fire.

"Since the Rakshasa clan has set up a great formation on the sacred mountain, then we will storm the sacred mountain and destroy their formation."

A powerful holy aura surged from Di Yi's body, and then a huge phantom appeared behind him.

Gods and demons intertwined, dragons and elephants, battle swords, sharp claws, and flowing light converged, transforming into dazzling halos of light.

The phantom of the god and demon grew taller and taller, reaching a height of ten thousand feet, its entire body shrouded in chaotic energy, resembling an ancient god and demon who created the world.

The phantom of the gods and demons was even taller than Qifeng Sacred Mountain. Emperor Yi stood on its head and could look down at the mountaintop.

At the mountaintop stood a dark temple, where tens of thousands of Rakshasa spiritual power saints gathered, releasing their spiritual power to activate the Thousand Star Array.

Luo Sha, Yue Jian, and Ji Hua stood before the temple gate.

The news of the deaths of Twenty-Seven Snows and Six Paths of Wind has reached back, which is a huge blow to the Rakshasa clan.

"What is he trying to do? Is he going to use the power of a Saintly Image to directly confront the Holy Mountain?" Yue Jian stared at Di Yi's enormous Saintly Image, his heart filled with shock and fear. "He must have obtained the inheritance of the Ice and Fire Phoenix, and his cultivation has increased significantly. He might already be a fourth-step Saint King, or even a fifth-step Saint King." Luo Sha gritted his teeth, understanding that Di Yi was no longer someone that any single expert could contend with. Only the power of the Thousand Star Array and the Rakshasa Clan army could be used to suppress him.

Di Yi summoned the Heaven-Sealing Sword in his hand. The inscriptions on the sword revived and merged into the hilt of the Stellar Divine Sword. The Heaven-Sealing Sword continued to transform, and the number of inscriptions on the sword body kept increasing. Now it has exceeded 40,000, reaching the level of a Four Luminaries Myriad Pattern Sacred Artifact.

At this moment, under Emperor Yi's full urging, all 40,000 inscriptions were revived, condensing into the perfect power of the Four Luminaries, and the sword intent inside the hilt of the divine sword was also stirred.

Between heaven and earth, a sword beam condensed, more than ten thousand feet long. The sword light covered the sky, and the world lost its color, leaving only a phantom of a god and demon, and a sword beam that opened the heavens.

"Boom!"

The sword, imbued with the perfect power of the Four Luminaries, collided with the Phoenix Sacred Mountain.

Endless demonic energy surged from the sacred mountain, as if a demon god had been resurrected, and demonic power enveloped the entire sacred mountain.

The aftershocks from the two forces caused the entire sacred mountain to collapse, resulting in the deaths of many Rakshasa marquises and the shattering of their sacred bodies. In particular, the spiritual saints, whose physical bodies were fragile, suffered heavy casualties.

With a deafening roar, the entire Qifeng Sacred Mountain collapsed, affecting an area of ​​hundreds of miles around.

The temple where Princess Luo Sha was located was not destroyed; it floated in the void. Without the support of the Holy Mountain's power, it was forced to retreat continuously.

Emperor Yi, atop the Heavenly Demon Saint's head, summoned back the Heaven-Sealing Sword, leaped out, and charged towards the Holy Temple, followed by countless Saints, their battle cries shaking the heavens.

Whether it was within the Ancestral Spirit Realm or the cultivators from the Heavenly Court Realm and the Hell Realm who were watching the battle, everyone was shocked and horrified after witnessing this scene.

In Di Yi, one seems to see the shadow of a war god who fights against heaven and earth and is invincible under heaven.

Along the way, one Rakshasa Marquis after another tried to stop Di Yi and prevent him from getting close to the Holy Temple and threatening Princess Luo Sha.

But before he could even get close to Di Yi, he was shredded into bloody pulp by the sword energy.

The saints of the Kunlun Realm, the Guanghan Realm, the Great Demon Ten Directions Realm, and the Seven Realms of Shatuo were all extremely excited. After being suppressed for so long, they finally had a chance to fight back. The appearance of Emperor Yi had truly rewritten everything.

Zhang Ruochen charged at the forefront, using spatial techniques to kill dozens of Rakshasa Marquises with each strike. His combat power was also astonishing, but it did not stand out so much against the backdrop of Di Yi.

Emperor Yi's speed was extremely fast. Even though the Holy Temple was extraordinary, it could not shake him off, and the distance between them kept closing.

Luo Sha stood at the entrance of the temple, watching as first-class marquises died one by one to stop Di Yi, and gained a new understanding of the role of individual strength on the battlefield.

"Such power! One person alone has rendered the million-strong army of Rakshasa marquises helpless." Luo Sha sighed softly, feeling deeply helpless.

"I refuse to believe that he can turn the tide of the entire battle all by himself."

Standing beside Luo Sha, Ji Hua's eyes were ferocious. He raised his withered hand above his head and used his spiritual power to manipulate the thousands of stars in the sky.

"A tragedy for heaven and earth, a thousand stars have fallen."

A thousand stars fell, like the end of the world.

Each star, trailing a long, fiery tail, crashed into the Wan Sheng, who were pursuing them from the Seven Realms of Shatuo.

A single asteroid impact is enough to destroy an area of ​​thousands of miles; even if thousands of stars fall simultaneously, Di Yi would not be able to intercept them all.

"Go to hell, all of you. Under the Thousand Stars, no one can survive." Ji Hua stood outside the temple, his laughter sinister.

Just then, a crimson war city flew out from Emperor Yi's body, growing larger and larger until it transformed into a real city. Every inch of the city was forged from red copper, covering tens of thousands of miles around, and intercepting all the stars that would fall from the sky within the city.

"It was Qiao Zu's weapon, the Flaming Copper City. The final strike of the Thousand Star Array also failed." Luo Sha sighed.

Ji Hua refused to accept this fact and exerted all his mental power to control the stars and break through the Copper City of Fire.

A sword light flew over, traversing a great distance and cleaving her in two; the sword's profound energy pierced through her sacred heart.

Luo Sha and Yue Jian were shocked to see this, and suddenly realized that even from such a distance, it was not safe.

"Continuing this battle will only increase casualties; let's retreat."

Luo Sha made up his mind and used a spatial treasure to open a spatial passage above the ninety-nine sacred mountains, connecting it to the underworld.

The aura of the Rakshasa gods emanated from the passage, forcing Di Yi to stop.

Upon receiving news of the withdrawal, the Rakshasa marquises from the ninety-nine sacred mountains quickly retreated and converged on the spatial passage.

Before long, millions of Rakshasa Marquises disappeared into the spatial passage.

Luo Sha stood at the entrance of the spatial passage, glanced back at Di Yi, said nothing, remained silent for a moment, and then walked in.

Half an hour later, there was not a single living Rakshasa Marquis left in the world, only corpses scattered all over the mountains and the remaining saints of the Seven Realms of Shatuo.

"We...won..."

Only then did the seven saints gradually come to their senses; some were saddened, some were excited, and some wept with joy...

Emperor Yi landed on the summit of a sacred mountain, gazing at the vanishing, invisible spatial passage.

Not far away, Zhang Ruochen also landed. The two looked at each other and finally smiled.

There are too many unknowns ahead, but for now, they have passed the first test after entering the Heavenly Court.

(End of this chapter)