Above the Nine Heavens.
The Patriarch of the Academy stood proudly at the top of the clouds. Under the light of the Heaven and Earth Dao Seal, he was like a god who ruled the world!
"Greetings, Sky Emperor!"
The creatures of the Witch World were the first to react. They knelt down in large numbers with respectful expressions.
Many of the Witch Race people looked at the Patriarch of the Academy with endless worship in their eyes!
After all, the Patriarch of the Academy had half of the Witch Race blood flowing in his body. They also felt proud that he had become the Sky Emperor and started a new era.
It was not hard to imagine that from now on, the Witch Race would prosper!
After this group of Witch Race people, the cultivators of the Blood World, Tomb World, Lifeless World, Poison World … and several other big worlds also bowed and greeted the Sky Emperor.
The Patriarch of the Academy had a faint smile on his face. He enjoyed this moment very much.
Those famous experts who had once looked down on him had all been trampled under his feet!
But this was not enough!
As the Sky Emperor, he had not received enough respect!
The Patriarch of the Academy looked down from above and looked around. His cold gaze swept across the three thousand worlds.
With just a glance, the beings of the ten thousand races felt an unimaginable pressure, as if a great disaster was about to befall them in the next moment. It was almost suffocating!
With the power of a Great Emperor, it was easy to destroy a world and kill billions of beings!
People like the old man with the iron crown, Immortal Emperor Ling Long, and the others were all vulnerable in front of a Great Emperor!
"If you are not bowing, what are you still holding on for?"
The Patriarch of the Academy asked indifferently.
"You want us to bow to you? Are you worthy?"
Feng Cantian sneered and spat.
The old man with the iron crown said in a deep voice, "The ancient Great Emperor, in order to break the shackles on the beings, even if he had to sacrifice himself, he would go against the heavens and the Dao. But you want to enslave the ten thousand races. You are not worthy of the title 'Great Emperor'!"
"That's right! We will never give in! "
"The three thousand worlds will unite and fight you to the end even if it means risking our lives!"
Not only the experts of the Heaven Wasteland Domain, the Sword World, and the Blood Ape World, but also countless experts of the other worlds stood out and shouted loudly.
If it was two thousand years ago, there would not be so many realms that dared to stand up against the Heavenly Court.
It was only because Great Emperor Araki Takeshi had spread Wu Dao's Fire Seed throughout the three thousand realms two thousand years ago that all living beings gradually awakened and dared to resist.
The Patriarch of the Academy smiled indifferently.
To him, the time that Araki Takeshi had passed on the Dao to Zhong Qian was too short.
A mere two thousand years would have a limited impact.
His thunderous methods, combined with the Yan Sheng Curse, and bloody massacres, were enough to suppress the resistance of the three thousand worlds!
Immortal Emperor Ling Long coldly said: "Although you are a Grand Emperor of a Middle World, you have not won the hearts of the people, let alone the respect of the myriad races in this Middle World."
"Hehe."
The Patriarch of the Academy chuckled and asked, "So what?"
"Even if all the races of the three thousand worlds work together, they are still no threat to me."
The Dragon Realm Master said solemnly, "If you kill all the races in the three thousand realms and leave only you alone, what's the point of being the Celestial Monarch?"
"There is no need."
The Patriarch of the Academy smiled and shook his head. He raised his hand and pointed at the starry sky, saying: "Now, more than half of the worlds in the three thousand worlds dare to stand up against me. The rest are just watching."
"If I destroy ten worlds with a flip of my hand, guess how many worlds will still dare to go against me?"
The expressions of the old man with the iron crown and the others changed slightly.
The Patriarch of the Academy did not wait for their response and continued to ask: "If I destroy one hundred worlds, or two hundred worlds, how many will still dare to go against the Heavenly Court?"
Immortal Emperor Ling Long and the others were silent.
They knew in their hearts that with the Patriarch of the Academy's means, he did not need to kill all those who went against him.
He only needed to suppress some of them, and it would be enough to intimidate the rest!
The Patriarch of the Academy continued: "From today onwards, I will erase all records of the War of the Heavens and the records of the Grand Emperors of the Ancients. No one is allowed to mention or discuss them. As time passes, how many will remember them?"
"From today onwards, I am the Celestial Monarch. The fate of the myriad races is in my hands!"
"My will is the will of the heavens!"
"Going against the will of the heavens is treason and you will definitely be punished by the heavens!"
"Even if the Araki Takeshi spreads the Fire Seed of Wu Dao, I'll extinguish all of them during the era of the Celestial Monarch!"
The Patriarch of the Academy stood with his hands behind his back in an insufferably arrogant manner. His tone was sinister and his eyes shone with excitement.
As for the beings of the 3,000 worlds, they felt a deep sense of despair when they heard that.
Under the shroud of darkness, those memories and the spirit of Wu Dao were like weak flames that dispelled the darkness.
At that moment, those flames were about to be extinguished as well!
At that time, it would truly be the darkest night!
Lin Xuanji had long hidden in the inheritance ground of the Nine Netherworld Emperor. He retracted his aura and wrote furiously with a grim expression, recording this moment.
In his heart, he still remembered the mission of Enigma Palace!
Preach the Dao, record history, extend merit and pass down civilization!
It was just like how the legends of the primordial and ancient eras were passed down in Tianhuang Mainland.
If the darkest night were to descend, at the very least, he would still have a spark of civilization.
Perhaps, one day in the future, a glimmer of light would be released in this eternal night.
"Will anyone come to save us?"
In a corner of the world, a child shivered in his mother's embrace and asked weakly.
The woman's gaze dimmed and she remained silent.
The Araki Takeshi Emperor and the Blood Butterfly Emperor were already dead and no one would come again.
"From this day forth, we won't have the chance to ascend to the Greater Worlds anymore."
"Do we still have to continue fighting? There's only one outcome if we continue to fight against the Heavenly Courts. We won't be able to change anything. "
"That's right. Not only will we die, our descendants will become the servants of the Heavenly Emperor as well."
"If we choose to submit, we can at least keep our lives."
In the 3,000 worlds, some people were already wavering with lost expressions.
Some experts of the worlds lowered their heads and were prepared to kneel and submit.
Everyone knew that if they stood out now, they would definitely be suppressed by the Patriarch of the Academy mercilessly!
Under the pressure of the Great Emperor, how many people dared to confront him head-on?
Even the experts of the Heaven Wasteland Domain, the Sword Domain, and the Blood Ape Domain were under unimaginable pressure!
At this moment, a woman stood out and her figure kept rising. She stood facing the Patriarch of the Academy with a long sword in her hand.
"Mother!"
Lin Lei and Lin Luo both exclaimed.
"Immortal Emperor Ling Long!"
The other experts were shocked as well.
Immortal Emperor Ling Long looked at the Patriarch of the Academy with a determined expression and said, "My husband died in the War of the Heavens in order to break through the Nine Heavens. If you want to rebuild the Heavenly Courts, you have to ask his soul and the sword in my hand!"
The moment Lin Zhan died, Immortal Emperor Ling Long's heart died.
She had long wanted to follow Lin Zhan.
To her, death was more like a release.
"Mother, we're with you!"
Lin Lei and Lin Luo also rose into the air and flew toward Immortal Emperor Ling Long.
"Us too!"
The old man with the iron crown, the many Imperial Emperors from the other worlds, the Seven Emotions Demonic General, Night Spirit, Tiger, and the others did not hesitate. They shouted and rose.
"If we die, we die. Who can avoid death?"
"If we are enslaved, imprisoned, and treated as livestock, what's the point of living forever!"
Countless figures rose into the air and stood behind Immortal Emperor Ling Long!
"Ling Long, me too."
Amidst the huge clamor, there was a deep voice that was almost impossible to detect.
However, Immortal Emperor Ling Long suddenly trembled, and her eyes instantly turned red.
Was it an illusion?
Immortal Emperor Ling Long smiled sadly.
Before death, even if it was an illusion, it was enough.
Although she thought so, Immortal Emperor Ling Long still turned her head and looked in the direction of the voice.
The next moment, she froze in place and burst into tears!
(End of Chapter)
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