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Chapter 332

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With the development of the era, some people gradually realized that whether it was the Barren World or the Potion World, there was an invincible emperor in every era. They were far more powerful than the other geniuses of the same era. They were invincible in the world.

Other than body cultivators, the Barren World emphasized the heart of Dao and the Potion World emphasized the truth. They were all related to the state of mind.

The geniuses of an era had to fight in the same plane. Even if they had the same talent, the gap would gradually widen due to the outcome.

The winner could build confidence by defeating the enemy and advance bravely. The loser would be traumatized and widen the gap.

The most typical example was Medusa and Lilith. They were old enemies, and their aptitudes were originally the same, but because of a single victory, Lilith completely fell into the demonic path. She was stuck in her realm and died of old age, disappearing from history. As for Medusa, he walked to this day.

In every era, there was an emperor who dominated the world.

This seemed to be a predestined fate.

But what about the current era?

"The emperors of the ancient era were the symbols of invincibility in that era. Many of them were asleep at their peak. Now that they've awakened, they've gathered in this era with the hope of becoming gods."

The plane above the emperors was the gods …

In the words of the Eastern Ancient Barren World, they were the saints.

Jumping out of their own era was the eternal goal of all Great Emperors.

Even though these emperors didn't know that they were little people in a bottle in someone's orchard in the countryside.

"This is a dazzling era never seen before in the past. Thousands of years of history have gathered today!"

"It's not just our Land of Potion. It's said that the Ancient Barren World has also summoned strong cultivators from the river of time. We've all entered the golden age!"

"The emperor of their era is the mortal emperor, Liu Wenjian. Apparently, he's been cultivating. Right now, his combat ability is infinitely close to the Heavenly Path. He's already suppressed all existences."



Many people knew that the one summoned by the river of time wasn't his true body. His combat ability wasn't as exaggerated as imagined. If it really was the legendary Emperor Di Qi, the two ancient existences, Dao Changsheng and Medusa, wouldn't be his match in the same plane.

As for Liu Wenjian in the Barren Ancient World, after practicing the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art in the long sword, her combat power was indeed exaggerated to the extreme, crushing the likes of the War God and becoming the invincible Celestial Sovereign of the present age. However, she was gradually entering old age, her combat power was exaggerated, but there were too many restrictions.

"The invincible emperor of the Ancient Barren World, the Shushan Sect Leader, has already appeared. What about our Era of Potions?"

"With so many invincible Great Emperors gathering, who can truly suppress this era?"

"It's the Beastman Brom? The Fresh Blood Emperor? Or the ancestor of vampires? Who is the number one in history? "

Several days passed, and news kept coming from the Blood Field Great Realm.

Monarchs and Monarchs fought against each other. Every few months, an ancient Monarch would fall.

That was an era of absolute suppression and invincibility. Those who had been invincible for their entire lives were now defeated. The news of their deaths gave people an indescribable sense of distortion. It was simply unimaginable. They had all grown up listening to their stories.

People were debating, but they didn't know that danger had already arrived. This was an unprecedented golden age, but it would also be a terrible disaster that had never been seen since ancient times.

In the Blood Field Great World, there was a majestic blood-colored mountain. Many ancient existences were resting there. A terrifying aura surged out, terrifying people. However, there were already many Grand Historical Great Emperors talking in secret.

"We can't take them down after so long. We've suffered too many casualties."

"Although we killed some of their Celestial Sovereigns, we took the energy from their corpses. But it's less than expected."

"With this stalemate, why don't we …"

"That's right. Mortals should pay for this era! After all, we're fighting on the frontlines while they're enjoying life behind us … "

"They're just like weeds. Once we harvest them, they'll grow back in less than 300 years."



The Monarchs and Great Emperors quietly went back and forth on the frontlines.

Boom!

At the edge of the Blood Field Great Realm, there was a dark red mountain range. Under the pitch-black sky, a tower-shaped building stood tall. The top of the building shot out snow-white beams of light that pierced the clouds like a lighthouse.

That was a watchtower. There would always be strong cultivators from the Ancient Barren World at the frontlines. They wanted to sneak around the frontlines and infiltrate the world behind. These days, they'd stopped many Legendary Realm cultivators.

Whoosh!

All of a sudden, strange birds with bright red veins on their foreheads flew across the land. It was an eerie sight.

"What's that?"

There were many houses of different heights around the pointy watchtower. Many Legendary Realm cultivators guarded the frontlines. They looked up at the sky and quickly became alert.

"It's nothing. That's the familiar of the Dark Prison Emperor Bo Qike from 400 years ago. He was an invincible Monarch of an era."

Someone recognized it and heaved a sigh of relief.

They were the second line of defense at the frontlines. Their job was dangerous. If an enemy Monarch of the Dark Prison Emperor secretly broke through, none of them would survive.

"Wait, it's one thing for the Dark Prison Emperor to return, but why did he bring his own familiar? There's no enemy …"

Someone's expression changed. Something was wrong.

Whoosh —

The pitch-black birds with dark red foreheads were like the silent tide, slowly and steadily covering the sky. They slowly surged over, bringing with them endless death.

"Ah!"

Someone began to scream, his face full of disbelief.

"Emperor, why did you …"

The body of a Sub-Emperor collapsed. He lay on the ground, staring blankly at the sky.

His eyes were full of disbelief. He'd long been prepared to die at the hands of the enemy. He'd made arrangements for his death, but he'd never thought he'd die at the hands of his own people.

"Because you're weak, you can't carry out your own ideals."

A middle-aged, dignified man with a strange bird on his shoulder was surrounded by black paint. He walked forward step by step. Everywhere he went, blood flowed from the ground. Corpses piled up into rivers.

Not far away, in the Blood Field Great Realm.

The Monarchs and Emperors had already sensed something was wrong, but they ignored it and continued to prepare for the battle at the frontlines.

What did the people behind them have to do with them?

The long passage of time had long since diluted their hearts.

They might have been hot-blooded in their youth, but as time passed, the cries of that era gradually had nothing to do with them.

They became indifferent.

Just like the twelve shamans of the Exalted Heaven, they aged in their hot-bloodedness and then decayed.

To them, the Dark Prison Emperor had slaughtered a large number of people and obtained energy. At the very least, he would share it with them. They could even make the Dark Prison Emperor bear the infamy of slaughtering people, then kill him and take the energy he had collected.

Everyone lacked energy. To become a God, one needed to accumulate far too much energy. If they could bring back the energy of death and annihilation, then kill some Celestial Emperors, they would have a high chance of becoming a God.

Once they became a God, they would be the victor of the war between two worlds.

"Ah!"

In the mountain range, a powerful Sub-Emperor with a spear in hand was fleeing. His body glowed with a faint blue light. His face was covered in blood and fear.

"Why, why is it like this!" He screamed. "In the war between two worlds, we should have worked together. We've been bathed in blood all this time! For our families, for the country behind us, we didn't care about our lives. Who would have thought that the ancient Great Emperor would … "

The other Legend and Sub-Emperors at the frontline were all dead. In order to cover his escape, he wanted to pass this news to the entire world:

The Sovereign Great Emperor who protected them and defended them against the otherworld had betrayed them!

He was running with all his might.

Escape!

He had to escape!

He had to let every expert and citizen of the country escape!

A terrifying calamity had descended. All living beings would die. It was hard for him to imagine how many people would survive!

"It's useless."

Boom!

The Sub-Emperor's escaping body suddenly exploded, turning into a blood mist that turned into incomparably pure energy.

"These are the pitiful mortals …"

"Even if you reach Legend, you are just slightly stronger mortals in our eyes. Rather than letting you die of old age, you should marry and have children, work for the rest of your lives, and finally disappear into history. There is no meaning to your life …"

"As mortals that can be seen everywhere, it's better to provide us, who were once the strongest, with some power so that we can pry open the door to the gods."

The Dark Prison Emperor's expression was calm as he calculated. "The harvest from the beginning is good. The stronger the life, the greater the energy. These Sub-Emperors and Legends guarding the borders are a good harvest.

Our world is different from the Desolate Ancient World. Their cultivation system is powerful, but it is difficult to cultivate. On the other hand, we have more experts. Over the past few hundred years, we have produced far too many Quasi-Emperors and Legends. With the same cultivation system, the benefits we reap are countless times greater than theirs!

He strode forward.

"This era is too foreign to me. My former country has already perished … I have no family, no friends, no things that I want to protect. I don't feel any burden when I kill."

Half a day later.

You Ke returned from the Ancient Barren World, covered in blood.

That was the result of both sides suffering. He had fought fiercely in the Nanzhao Kingdom of the Ancient Barren World. For his world, his family, and his comrades in the bar, the Sub-Emperors and disciples, they had all died without hesitation.

He had lost a lot, but he didn't regret it.

In a war, people had to be sacrificed, right?

But he had also made a breakthrough in the midst of death. He had successfully entered the Legend Realm from a Sub-Emperor.

But in the end, he still let the couple go. He only heavily injured them, so they wouldn't be able to participate in the war for a short period of time. But he still risked being charged with treason … He let the couple go because he saw himself in them.

"Maybe I'll be heavily injured again after returning from a mission. Like before, I need to rest and recover for a while. Maybe I can go to the bar and listen to the history. But Messiah the Great's history is over …" He kept thinking.

The Sub-Emperors and Legends in the bar were mostly people who had just returned from the front lines and were recovering from their injuries.

"This is …"

When You Ke arrived at the sentry post, his expression froze. All he could see was the blood of the dead. "It's the Dark Prison Emperor Bo Qike's traces …"

He tightened his collar, feeling cold and sweaty.

He walked quickly to the land in front of him. His mind was blank as he looked into the distance. "That's the direction of the Fedeqi Human Kingdom. My school, Empress Fedeqi … That's just a small human kingdom!!!"

Fedeqi Kingdom's capital.

The sky quickly turned pitch-black. Countless shadows surged over like boiling water. Those shadows that fell from the sky were terrifying strange birds.

You Ke finally arrived. He silently looked at the city in the distance. Disaster was wreaking havoc.

His face had already become lifeless and numb. He raised his head to look at the pitch-black sky. "This world is really pitch-black. I've just returned from that world, and I actually miss that gorgeous sun."

A trace of calmness appeared in his eyes.

He suddenly thought, what was the goal of his cultivation back then?

It was to see the sunlight.

In the eyes of the mortals of that world, it was inconceivable. But for this land, it was extremely difficult. Many people lived for fifty years from birth to death. This was because most people only lived for thirty years.

He was born in the darkness and had never seen the light. In order to see the scenery of the day, the legendary beautiful sun, the blue sky, the white clouds, and the warm sun, he stepped on the path of cultivation.

But a woman's figure appeared in his mind.

Was he doing it for the sunlight, or for a girl who was like the sunlight??

"So I chose fire. Firerock Person You Ke. Unfortunately, I just broke through. Give me a little more time …"

Rumble!!

The sky was quickly ignited and turned into layers of magnificent burning clouds. The pitch-black sky was quickly dyed golden red.

You Ke grasped the air. The rocks on the ground quickly melted and turned into a huge lava giant.

Rumble!

The huge lava golem's body pierced through the clouds. Its hundred-meter-tall body strode forward like a giant from ancient mythology.

Dark Dungeon Emperor Bo Qike stood in front of the palace and smiled. "Kneel down and I may spare your life."

The calm and elegant Fedoki Queen didn't move at all. She was holding a golden scepter and wearing a golden crown inlaid with sapphires. She sat quietly on the throne and slightly closed her eyes. "The Fedoki Human Kingdom will never perish."

Dark Dungeon Emperor sneered. He suddenly turned his head and looked at the distant pitch-black sky. "This is …"

Crack!

A sky-high flame surged.

"Dark Dungeon Emperor Bo Qike, I want you dead!!"

You Ke roared as if he wanted to vent all his anger in this way.

Rumble!

The sky-high flame lit up the magnificent palace in the dark. Fedeqi Queen held her scepter and looked at the night sky outside. She looked at the battle between the two sides and murmured. She was not afraid of death, nor did she want to criticize You Ke for returning without permission.

Her hands suddenly trembled as she took out a yellowing diary.

"Potion Calendar year 971, 3rd of July. I met Miss Millie of the Fedeqi Royal Family in the slums again. She was helping some poor children. Oh my god! She smiled. This is the first time I've been touched by a young girl's smile. She's so beautiful! Her smile is like the sunlight I've never seen before. It's like the incomparable sun. It's so warm and intoxicating! "

"Ah ~ ~ ~" Like a bard singing a poem, the Queen recited with a face full of emotion. She didn't notice that her face was gradually covered in tears.

"Miss Millie who's as beautiful as the sun! I, You Ke, am the flame that protects the sun! I, You Ke, am the destined prince of your life! I, You Ke, will protect your ideal country! "



City of Holy Light, Dandis, at the edge of the Tower of Dawn.

The Mother Ivy, who was examining Hermes, suddenly trembled. She looked up at the night sky, as if she could hear the faint cries of all living beings and the gathering of tragic resentment.

The interweaving Dragon Veins on the ground allowed her to see the final tragic scene of the Fedeqi Royal Family.

The entire Royal Family became a huge valley of black lava.

Fedeqi Queen, who wore a golden crown on her head, hugged the corpse of the Royal Academy's hero, You Ke, and disappeared in the golden flames that filled the sky. They were like two beautiful butterflies that flew into the fire, flying towards the golden sun and into eternity.

"In the end, it still started."

She was silent for a moment. Finally, she closed her eyes and stayed in the Potion World. She grabbed Hermes's arm tightly. "If I didn't change the Primordial World and let the strong and mortals form an unbreakable bond, our world might have …"

The destructive power of a Celestial Emperor was too terrifying.

If no one could stop them, they could easily destroy a country. This was also the reason why both sides were frantically trying to stop the other Celestial Emperor from descending into their own world.

At this time, the countless Quasi-emperors and Legendary experts who were fighting for their homeland did not expect that these ancient Legendary Sovereigns would actually attack the mortals on their own land.

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