Mountains crumbled, seas dried up. In an instant, the world changed into mulberry fields!
Wisps of mist drifted about. A slender figure stood in the mist, towering above the abyss, overlooking the Bronze Immortal Palace and the primal chaos immortal earth. She had condensed the power of time.
Even someone as powerful as Gai Jiuyou and the white-robed divine king could only retreat and watch from the distance, not daring to rashly approach.
The hundred thousand mountains were quiet. Life energy turned into small rivers, sparkling and translucent, flowing towards her body. The fluctuations of life surrounded her. This was a person that even ancient saints had to revere.
Her eyes flickered, and reincarnation collapsed. Even heavenly geniuses were about to become withered bones. She didn't move, but just her appearance alone made people want to kneel and kowtow. And those who had this kind of feeling were all ancient saints!
"Who is it?!" The ancient race experts in the natural crater were naturally shocked. They all looked up.
Above the abyss, the mist stirred. A pair of cold eyes gazed down, penetrating the void. Every single saint level ancient king felt a great pressure, their skin and bones going cold.
Below, some ancient saints felt a chill run down their spines. They couldn't help but retreat. The life energy within their bodies leaked out, and their primordial spirits grew dim. It was as if they had aged several decades.
"What happened?"
"Stop her! Our life force is flowing towards her!"
In the natural crater, the ancient race saints were shocked. Their bodies overflowed with essence energy, and every pore was shining. Their essence energy was decreasing sharply. This was something that had never happened before.
"Kill your way up!"
Even if the Great Sage came, he wouldn't dare to treat them like this. What kind of people were they? All races feared them, the four seas respected them. There was no one who didn't bow down.
Xiu!
A jade-green arrow shot out. It was less than a meter long, but the trail of light it left behind was brilliant. It was like a comet that illuminated the entire sky. Ripples spread out, and streaks of lightning-like cracks appeared in the void. The trajectories were twisted and irregular.
"Pop!"
This was an ancient saint's full powered attack, but it couldn't pose any threat to Huang. This sacred arrow stopped ten zhang away from him, and then it broke apart inch by inch, turning into powder with a chi sound.
"Who exactly is this person? Why is he targeting us? When did we make such a great enemy?" The group of ancient kings were all uneasy. This was too powerful. Was this a Quasi-emperor?
Great Sage Hun Tuo and Golden King's faces were dignified. Each and every one of them had their emotions fluctuating up and down as monstrous waves surged in their hearts. Based on their intuition, they knew that this person was absolutely stronger than them.
"Go up!" The Great Sage of Qian Lun said. He ordered an ancient saint to charge forward and kill his way out of the natural pit. The pressure underground was too great.
Boom!
This person rushed up, but as soon as he reached the entrance of the abyss, black mist surged, sweeping over. His entire body immediately trembled intensely, his flesh quickly withering. His entire body aged a thousand years, losing large amounts of life force.
His face was snow-white, and his heart was filled with terror. He was sent flying backwards. The loss of a thousand years of life essence was unbearable. It was as if his soul had been sucked out of him as he fell.
"That's too scary …" His lips trembled as he fell to the ground. This was far more unbearable than a battle of life and death.
Above, the mist lingered. That slender figure became even more unreachable as if he was standing in the nine heavens. His eyes moved about, causing people to feel intimidated.
The mist surged, submerging the entire natural pit. It was as if black clouds were pressing down, heavy and leaden. Even someone as powerful as an ancient saint felt as if a mountain was pressing down on his heart.
Regardless of whether it was the past or the present, if one were to ask about the master of this world, it would undoubtedly be the ancient sages.
It was unknown how many tens of thousands of years it took for an ancient emperor or a great emperor to be born. Only the ancient saints would often appear and rule this world. Yet today, they were actually suppressed. The several Great Sage all felt horrified.
"Is it an existence that is only half a step away from confirming the dao, or has a great emperor of the human race … been resurrected?" Even the Golden King's voice was unnatural and contained a trace of fear.
He, the Great Sage Hun Tuo, and the Great Sage of Qian Lun had all experienced the era of the Emperor of Fighting. They had personally witnessed the might of the ancient emperor and truly knew how terrifying it was. It was unrivalled throughout the ages and no one could resist it.
The person before them didn't have the aura of an emperor, but why was his temperament similarly terrifying? It was as if a great emperor was hibernating and sleeping within his body.
"She is very strange. What realm has she reached exactly?" The ancient race kings were all suspicious.
"Go, let's go up first." At this time, even the Great Sage Hun Tuo couldn't remain calm.
"Ding ling ling!"
A string of purple bells vibrated. The Great Sage of Qian Lun rose up. His body was covered in purple qi, and his sturdy body was protected by an extreme ancient imperial weapon. Each of the Ten Thousand Dragon Bells was sparkling and translucent like purple agate. When strung together, they formed a true dragon that shattered the sky, and the demonic sound was ear-splitting.
"Go up!" The Golden King's eyes also narrowed. He took out his race's ancient imperial weapon and held it in front of him to protect everyone.
The ancient saint who shot the jade arrow just now continuously drew his bow and shot out hundreds of arrows. Although they weren't holy weapons, they were still the arrows of a sage. They were extremely powerful and opened up a path in front of them, cutting open the black mist.
However, this was completely ineffective. The black mist devoured everything, and all of the arrows' essence energy was stripped away. They released popping sounds like bubbles, and then they turned into ashes.
Huang stood above, her eyes shining with endless light. She had the power to strip away one's life force. She finally moved, reaching out a hand and grabbing forward.
This was a hand that was spotlessly white like jade. Even though it was surrounded by black mist, one could still see the sparkling radiance. It was far away, and it was useless no matter how that ancient saint tried to flee. She instantly grabbed him.
"Ah …"
A miserable cry sounded. This ancient saint struggled intensely, but he couldn't struggle free. His pitch-black hair quickly became snow-white, and his skin that was flickering with luster even more so quickly dried up, becoming covered in wrinkles. He aged in an instant.
"This is … the power of time! Hurry and stop him!" An ancient saint cried out in alarm, producing a weapon and attacking forward.
However, it was already too late. Between the spotlessly white jade-like palm and fingers, that ancient saint's life force dried up, and his primordial spirit flame went out. His entire body turned into ashes.
"What is she? She doesn't seem like a creature at all. Is she the tangible embodiment of time, or the representative of death?"
There wasn't a single person here who didn't shiver inwardly, especially the two ancient saints who took action, feeling even more uneasy. They operated their dao skills, wishing to summon back the pagoda and Heaven Gathering Umbrella that flew out.
"Pu!"
The jade-like hand slapped down, simple and direct. The thirty-three layered ancient pagoda was smashed into dust, and the hundred zhang tall Heaven Gathering Umbrella turned into ashes. There was nothing left of the holy artifact.
"Ah …"
At the same time, the two ancient saints cried out loudly. It was because the sparkling jade-like fingers swept over towards them. Even though the trajectory was graceful, the movements graceful, they were fatal.
"Great Sage, save us!"
The two ancient saints cried out loudly, calling for help from Golden King, Qian Lun, and the others. They also displayed wondrous techniques themselves, doing everything they could to attack. Dao traces were endless, forming a net of light.
"Pop!"
Huang's power exceeded the imaginations of the people of this world. Dao traces shattered, divine light devoured by the black mist. This jade-like hand covered them. There were no wondrous techniques, only mist swirling about.
These two people's blood energy dried up, white hair scattered about, teeth loose, bodies withered, only white bones left. However, they quickly turned into bone powder, scattering into the natural crater.
"Can Quasi-emperor do this?" In the distance, the white-clothed divine king asked Gai Jiuyou. His eyes flickered with astonishing brilliance as he watched everything unfold.
"He can do it, but …" Gai Jiuyou's essence energy reached the peak. His sickly expression was swept away, and like an unsheathed divine sword, his eyes resplendent as he stared rigidly at Huang.
In the natural crater, the group of ancient saints all felt their scalps go numb. They were the rulers of this world, yet today, they encountered an existence that exceeded their understanding, one that seriously threatened their lives.
"Ancient Emperor Revival, suppress!"
Golden King released a light shout. The golden sword breaker in his hand turned into a streak of divine splendor, sweeping forward, striking towards Huang above the abyss!
Dang!
No one expected the figure above the abyss to directly use his hand to face the attack. His pure white fingers flicked the golden sword breaker, releasing a resounding and sweet-sounding immortal sound.
"What, taking on an extreme ancient imperial weapon with his bare hands?!"
With a rumble, the natural crater exploded, and the primal chaos surged. The ancient race's Great Sage flew out with the golden sword breaker in hand, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, his face full of fear.
In the endless river of time, how many people dared to take on an extreme ancient imperial weapon with their bare hands? They remembered that Emperor Fighting had done this in the Archaic Era.
Based on this deduction, was this really a Human Race Great Emperor? The ancient saints present were all frightened. Saints surpassed the scope of humans, while emperors surpassed the scope of saints. The difference was so great that it could not be measured.
"He is not a Human Race Great Emperor!" Great Sage Huntuo said.
Someone carved formation patterns, opened a void domain gate, and wanted to escape. There was no way to stay in this place. How could they fight someone who could take on an ancient imperial weapon with their bare hands?
However, mist curled up from top to bottom. This place was sealed, and the void could not be opened, so it was impossible to cross.
"This … is bad, we have to get out!"
The Ten-Thousand Dragon Bell flew up, turning into a purple immortal dragon. It shook its head and tail, as if the Ancient Emperor of Dragons had come back to life. The group of ancient saints almost collapsed to the ground. This was a type of extreme pressure.
"Pow!"
However, what was shocking was that Desolation slapped out from above, and this ancient imperial weapon strung with purple gold divine bells was sent flying on the spot, crashing into the sky and into the primal chaos.
Great Sage Qianlun cried out in alarm, spitting out a mouthful of blood as his life force flowed away. He quickly retreated, and then used his heart as a guide to summon the ancient imperial weapon. The Ten-Thousand Dragon Bell finally flew back.
"This is going to scare the ancient saints to death. Just what kind of background does she have to take on an ancient imperial weapon with her bare hands?!"
"After breaking a few immortal chains made of divine gold, her power has become even stronger, as if some kind of seal has been broken!"
In the distant sky, Ye Fan, the Black Emperor, Duan De, and the others were watching. When they saw this result, they all revealed looks of disbelief.
"Desolation has come. Even if these ancient saints don't die, they will lose a layer of skin. The ancient races will definitely suffer great losses!" Duan De said.
Desolation took action again, and this time, he flew into the abyss with his true body. This made the group of ancient saints restless, as if their nests were about to explode.
As she approached, their life force rapidly flowed away. No one could endure it. Fortunately, the golden jian and Ten-Thousand Dragon Bell revived, and the ancient emperor's aura became stronger and stronger, protecting everyone within auspicious light.
"Quickly retreat, open up a path for her. She is heading for the Bronze Immortal Palace!" Great Sage Huntuo shouted.
However, how could their speed compare to this person? The ancient saints still couldn't see whether she was male or female, or what her true appearance was like, but they felt that her style was unmatched.
Her slender body was extremely indistinct, and her hair fluttered about. A pair of eyes swept over, making all of the ancient saints' fine hairs stand on end, a layer of goosebumps appearing. It was as if a giant dragon was staring at a dog.
Two ancient saints were wrapped in black mist, struggling with great difficulty. However, their lives flowed away, and in the end, they became white bones. The others did their best to resist, especially the golden jian and Ten-Thousand Dragon Bell.
Dang!
This time, the golden jian flew out, struck into the heavens by Desolation's palm, disappearing into primal chaos.
Qiang!
The Ten-Thousand Dragon Bell's purple light covered the sun, auspicious energy surging. However, after just shaking a few times, it also flew out, struck into the foreign battlefield.
"Go!"
The three Great Sage turned around to run, not having the will to fight at all. How were they supposed to fight against this type of person? There was only defeat and no victory, unless the Emperor of Fighting revived.
"Ah …"
Blood originally splashed outwards. Desolation's jade hand slapped down, and then two ancient saints collapsed. Bright red blood and sparkling white bone fragments flew outwards. However, their essence energy immediately disappeared, turning into ashes.
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