Chapter 1309: Eleven Great Emperors

In the heavens, a vortex rumbled at this moment, its sound surpassing thunder. It spread across the entire Wanggu, echoing in the chests of all beings like a pounding heartbeat, shaking the minds of all races and creatures.

At the same time, on the Wanggu continent, the poisonous plants growing in various regions, which had not completely withered, began to sway at this instant, as if in welcome!

Then, from within the celestial vortex, a surge of dark purple miasma suddenly erupted, sweeping out with overwhelming force. It billowed outwards, instantly shrouding the sky and eclipsing the sun. Moreover, within that miasma, a slender figure appeared, like a silhouette of ink.

The moment it appeared, the poisonous plants across all regions of the Wanggu continent simultaneously bloomed! At this instant, a powerful toxic essence surged forth, emanating from the very rules and laws of Wanggu. The source of all this was precisely the figure within the miasma. He was stepping out!

His black satin robe draped like a night waterfall, its hem imbued with frost crystals formed from his potent poison, shimmering with an eerie glow. His unbound black hair fell like raven feathers, with faint green phosphorescent flames weaving through the strands, resembling countless tiny venomous snakes flicking their tongues in the shadows. Even more striking was the imprint of twelve petals on his brow, intertwined to form a distorted, beautiful face. It was a shocking sight! It was Li Mengtu!

His arrival caused the minds of all races in Wanggu and the cultivators from the sacred lands who were observing this place to reel in shock. "The second Quasi-Immortal!" In the Human Emperor's Capital, Ning Yan gasped. In Feng Hai Prefecture, Marquis Yao and others, perceiving this scene through special means, were equally astonished. Furthermore, the Young Master and others in the Moon Sacrificing Grand Domain, as well as the myriad cultivators, all felt their minds churn. The Empress's eyes narrowed. "This person is also a Quasi-Immortal! Though not as powerful as the first, his aura still far surpasses Yi Yanzi!" As the Empress's apprehension intensified, Li Mengtu in mid-air scanned his surroundings, gazing at this world. "Is this... Wanggu?" Li Mengtu took a deep breath. According to his family's ancestral records, he knew his ancestors originated from Wanggu. At this moment, an infinite sense of emotion welled up within him, and he was about to speak further. But Xing Huanzi's voice, cold and indifferent, cut in. "Why are you blocking the way? Now that you've arrived, quickly move aside for the others!" Hearing this, Li Mengtu snorted, but still made way.

Almost simultaneously with his movement, the celestial vortex behind him rumbled again. This time, mountains appeared first. Illusory peaks suddenly materialized outside the vortex; the moment they appeared, the mountains of Wanggu also trembled. And amidst the overlapping mountain shadows in mid-air, a woman stepped forth from the peaks. Her face was exquisitely beautiful and clear, her nose bridge high, her lips colored like cinnabar, carrying a hint of the crisp chill of mountain snow. She wore a moon-white, wide-sleeved flowing immortal gown, its hem embroidered with layered silhouettes of distant mountains in dark blue; the greenish-gray patterns flowed with her steps, as if mountains were rising and falling in clouds. As she walked, a suspended stone path solidified beneath her feet, and the mountains behind her rumbled continuously, seemingly bowing before her. It was Yuan Shan Su!

She was not alone; in the shadows of the mountains behind her, another figure, seemingly emerging from a hellish rift, descended, carrying a broken sword on its back. This person wore a tattered crow-blue long robe, their hair a mix of gray and a few streaks of crimson, haphazardly tied with a white bone hairpin, with black scabs congealed at the ends, as if it had been severed by a sword and then grown back randomly. Their expression was chillingly sinister, and the vicious intent churning in their eyes as they approached was like a malevolent spirit from a deep abyss, seemingly ready to drag anyone into eternal damnation at any moment. Especially the broken sword on their back. Its hilt was wrapped in semi-rotted human skin, and the blade was covered in fine cracks, from which dark purple evil qi seeped out. This qi was immense, constantly spreading in all directions. Faintly, the wails of myriad beings could be heard within it, chanting curses of life and death. He was, of course, Xie Lingzi!

The myriad races of Wanggu felt their minds disturbed once more. The Empress instinctively retreated a few steps; in her view, the first one to appear was paramount, the second was also formidable, and as for the third, it was astonishing. But this fourth one was utterly evil! And they were all Quasi-Immortals, all Great Emperors! Most importantly, the aura within the vortex was still erupting. The intensity of this aura rumbled through the world, changing the very colors of the heavens and earth, causing the Human Race cultivators of Wanggu to tremble, and even the various races in other domains felt instinctive awe. It also caused intense heart palpitations among the previously arrived sacred land cultivators. Especially the Quasi-Immortals from the sacred lands scattered in all directions, their perception was even stronger; they clearly detected that any one of these descending figures, or even the aura within the vortex, surpassed Yi Yanzi! And this descent was still continuing! The entire Wanggu trembled at this moment.

And just as all parties were nervously trembling and paying close attention, within the vortex above the Human Race, the clang of swords echoed. Qianjun Biyi, transformed into sword forms, burst out from within the vortex! The moment they appeared, heaven and earth trembled, as if the sun and moon shone together. All the swords of Wanggu simultaneously chimed. Countless observers instinctively gazed over, and even the deities who had projected their divine senses here felt their divine senses ripple at this moment. Truly, these two swords possessed astonishing immortal qi and an extraordinary spiritual vitality! They were treasures of this age! Qianjun was three feet three inches long, its blade like melted snow crystallized, with subtle starlight flowing through its transparent body, and silver cloud-thunder patterns carved on its spine. Biyi was an inch shorter, its blade jade-green, with layered mountains and flowing waterfalls carved on its surface; its edge was as thin as a cicada's wing yet incomparably sharp. Now, the two swords shone together, circling in all directions; wherever they passed, the void froze as if turning to ice, leaving faint blue sword marks. Moreover, the sound of their clashing swords reached the nine heavens, echoing the grand proclamations Qianjun Biyi had prepared for themselves. "Qianjun dominates offense!" "Biyi dominates defense!" "Together, we can cut through the barriers of the Star Ring's myriad worlds; apart, we can protect the human populace from divine anomalies!" These three sentences spread in all directions, causing all observers to be greatly shaken, while the vortex's roar continued to intensify. This time, four figures simultaneously descended.

One of them was a burly man, who arrived carrying a saber. His physique was towering like an iron pagoda, with broad shoulders and a thick back, his hair casually tied into a ponytail with animal hide rope, and his eyes were incredibly sharp. From his waist hung nineteen divine tooth pendants, each engraved with the name of a divine altar he had slain. His name was Wang Peng! Beside him, another individual appeared middle-aged, with a slender build, a narrow, fine sword hanging at his waist, its scabbard covered in thin ice that never melted. His name matched the person: Li Hanfeng! His constitution was the sword! As for the third, he appeared like a refined scholar, well-versed in literature. Dressed in a greenish-gray long gown, his face was pale, carrying three parts scholarly demeanor and seven parts concealed sharpness. In his hand, he held a bamboo scroll, on which countless characters were visible. His constitution was the character! His name was Li Xuance! As for the last of the four, he was Daoist Bloodcloud! His hair was fiery red like burning flames, disheveled and scattered over his shoulders. His face was gaunt like a skull, and his entire being resembled a malevolent spirit crawling out from the depths of a sea of blood. As he advanced, blood clouds surged from around him, coupled with a bloodthirsty smile at the corners of his mouth, as if the entire world should be engulfed by his blood clouds.

Each of these four was also a Quasi-Immortal! Now, ten Quasi-Immortals had descended upon Wanggu, causing the entire Wanggu to be in an uproar; the heavens churned, the earth rumbled, and all races were shaken. Tension and trepidation became the main theme, erupting in the hearts of all beings. Deities were no exception! As for the Quasi-Immortals from the sacred lands, their hearts were already churning with thunderous fear, and their astonishment transformed into colossal waves, sweeping over their entire minds. Indeed, these nine subsequent arrivals, even if not as powerful as the very first one, were all Quasi-Immortal Great Emperors, and each of their appearances caused powerful ripples in the rules and laws of Wanggu, affecting all things! In the understanding of these sacred land Quasi-Immortals, this was battle prowess infinitely close to that of a Xia Immortal, each one surpassing Yi Yanzi. Most importantly, even if they had never possessed a constitution, they had learned of its existence from Ancient Immortals and Yi Yanzi. And these arrivals... all possessed a constitution! And the purity was shockingly high. Furthermore, what shocked them even more was their age! Each of these ten Quasi-Immortals was relatively young; clearly, they were all peerless prodigies! Even one such person would be enough to astonish the world. But now, there were ten! Ten Great Emperors! Thus, Wanggu was horrified, the myriad races shocked, the sacred lands shaken, and the deities solemn! They did not know where these ten Great Emperors came from, or why they had arrived!

The Empress, whose sense of unreality was intensely strong, took a deep breath at this moment, about to speak. But from within the vortex, a cough suddenly echoed. This single cough became a storm, stirring up the supreme. "There's more?" The sacred lands trembled, the myriad races' hearts quivered, and the Empress's pupils constricted. Within the vortex, the eleventh person descended.

This person wore a light gray brocade robe, their black hair neatly tied with a jade crown, the ends reaching their waist. Their face was gentle, with warmth in their eyes, as if capable of making anyone drop all defenses. Their entire demeanor was that of a refined young master from an esteemed family. It was Zhou Zhengli! The moment he walked forward, a humble smile was on his face, but Li Mengtu and the others instinctively turned their gaze towards him. This scene drew the attention of both the sacred lands and the myriad races. The Empress also looked at Zhou Zhengli, analyzing in her heart whether this person was the leader of the group, when Zhou Zhengli smiled and spoke in a gentle voice. "Apologies, we encountered some matters along the way; several Divine Lords intercepted our Lord in the Primeval Sea. Our Lord was concerned about Wanggu's safety, and thus sent us ahead to descend first, so... we are a bit late. And our Lord is also en route and should arrive soon."