"Destroy the magic pillar."
"Destroy the magic pillar."
A roar from the depths of the soul echoed across the universe, spreading to every battlefield, every star domain, every star. Shadows emerged everywhere—elders and youths alike, all dragging their blood-soaked bodies as they charged toward the edge of the cosmos.
The realms of heaven were not without the power to turn the tide.
Dong Shen Yao Chi was undergoing the Di Jie, and no one knew if Yao Chi could achieve the Dao and become an emperor. Yet, even the faintest hope held infinite possibilities in the face of despair. The mountains and rivers lay shattered, but the unyielding will of the common people endured. Whether it meant annihilation or rebirth through nirvana, they had to fight for it.
"The fortunes of the heavens, may they endure eternally."
From the eastern starry sky came the anguished roar of an emperor.
In that instant, Chu Huang, Yan Huang, Yue Huang, Tian Zang Huang, Tai Wang, Zhan Wang, Dong Huang, Xuan Huang, and Chen Huang all offered their blood sacrifices, transforming into nine strands of law divine patterns that etched themselves into the body of the first E Mo Di.
Ah!
The first E Mo Di, with disheveled hair, frenziedly unleashed his emperor's divine power, trying to erase the eight law divine patterns.
But he could not.
The emperors' law divine patterns had already integrated into his emperor bones, Dao roots, origin, and primordial spirit, merging inseparably with his emperor's path in an instant.
Boom!
With a thunderous explosion, the nine law divine patterns detonated together, and along with them, the first E Mo Di's emperor body disintegrated inch by inch.
"No! No! No!"
E Mo Di howled in agony, but he could not escape the scattering of his soul.
The emperor was destroyed.
The nine emperors of Da Chu were also destroyed. They had given everything, and in their final moments, they managed to take down an emperor with them. As they gazed upon the heavens one last time, their eyes filled with sorrow and pain, they wondered if the beings of the myriad domains could survive this catastrophe.
"Father emperor."
"Mother empress."
"Xuan Chen."
Far away in Da Chu, Yan Fei and the descendants of the emperors wept, tears streaming down their faces. Among those nine were their fathers, mothers, and husbands, who had followed the great emperor into the nine abysses, dragging the supreme one down with them in mutual destruction.
"The fortunes of the heavens, may they endure eternally."
From the western starry vault, the nine great divine generals cried out in grief, their hair as white as snow. Amid their roars, they cast an emperor's immortal technique—a forbidden method of mutual destruction passed down from Xian Wu Di Zun. Only divine generals of their caliber could unite to perform it, striking the emperor half to death before pulling him into the gates of the underworld.
Buzz!
The starry sky hummed and trembled as the nine divine generals transformed into bolts of thunder capable of slaying an emperor. This thunder enveloped the second E Mo Di, destroying his emperor body and ensnaring his primordial spirit.
"No! No! No!"
The second E Mo Di struggled, his wails more piercing than the first's. His illusory primordial spirit tried to flee, but the divine generals' unbreakable resolve dragged it back, burying it within the obliterating thunder.
"Di Zun, your general is departing."
The nine great divine generals smiled with a weary resignation.
In their final moments, they gazed into the distance, as if peering through the endless misty blood fog to see that radiant golden figure.
It was Ye Chen, the tenth emperor of Da Chu and the ninth reincarnation of Di Zun. Gazing at him was like looking upon the Di Zun who once ruled all spirits eons ago.
The divine generals of the emperor upheld his glory until the end.
Uh!
Ye Chen's heart throbbed with intense pain.
It was Di Zun's pain, carried across nine reincarnations.
Two trails of tears flowed through Ye Chen's eyes.
They were Di Zun's tears, also carried across nine reincarnations, bidding farewell to his divine generals.
"The fortunes of the heavens, may they endure eternally."
In the southern vastness, the Yan Luo also met their end, using a forbidden technique passed down from the supreme one. The ten Yan Luo kings cast it together, offering their origins, primordial spirits, and lives to form ten rune chains that bound the emperor's body, Dao origin, primordial spirit, and roots. They dragged him into a pitch-black vortex, which might have been the gate to the underworld or a portal to hell.
"No! No! No!"
The third E Mo Di roared in terror, his eyes wide with fear. Half of his emperor body was already pulled in, but his two hands still clung to the vortex's edge.
Yet, even the emperor's divine power could not withstand the Yan Luo's resolve, and they yanked him fully onto the road to the Yellow Springs.
Boom!
The vortex collapsed in an instant.
The ten Yan Luo kings perished, their paths extinguished.
The third E Mo Di was also utterly destroyed.
"Old boss, take care."
The words of the ten Yan Luo were faint and hoarse, their final remnants addressed to Ming Di.
In the end, they had no time to perform a last rites to the underworld or their emperor.
Ming Di's eyes were blurred with tears, his trembling emperor body stooping slightly.
The ten Yan Luo were his kin.
"The fortunes of the heavens, may they endure eternally."
In the northern void, Jiang Tai Gong, Tai Shang Lao Jun, Yuan Shi Tian Zun, Tong Tian Jiao Zhu, Shi Zu Jiang Chen, and Long Cang Jie all roared as they transformed into pillars of divine light, forming an emperor's prison cage capable of trapping a great emperor. They locked the fourth E Mo Di inside.
"No! No! No!"
The fourth E Mo Di bellowed, desperately trying to break free.
Boom!
But no matter how狂 he raged, it was futile. As the cage shattered, he disintegrated along with it.
"Master, we didn't disgrace you!"
"Grandmaster, we didn't disgrace you!"
Tai Shang Lao Jun, Yuan Shi Tian Zun, Tong Tian Jiao Zhu, and Jiang Tai Gong wore exhausted smiles as they glanced toward the heavenly realm, toward Dao Zu.
Even a heart as cold as Dao Zu's could not suppress the mist in his eyes. They were his disciples and grandsons, his children.
"In this life, we lived without regret."
Long Cang Jie laughed freely.
Before his death, Shi Zu Jiang Chen's dull, vacant eyes finally revived with a trace of ancient intelligence, revealing a hint of masculine tenderness. Perhaps, in that moment, deep in his memories, he glimpsed a graceful figure smiling back at him, across countless cycles of change.
"The fortunes of the heavens, may they endure eternally."
In the Zi Wei star domain, the mournful words became an ancient funeral song.
The four peak sword cultivators of the heavens transformed into swords: Jian Shen slashed the supreme emperor's body, Jian Zun destroyed the emperor's origin, Jian Xian ruined the E Mo Dao roots, and Jiu Jian San Ren trapped the emperor's true form. Following them, Yao Chi Xian Mu and Dong Huang Tai Xin acted—one turning into a snow-white fire lotus that burned away the fifth E Mo Di's primordial spirit.
"No! No! No!"
The fifth E Mo Di wailed, attempting to remake his emperor's path.
But it was beyond salvation; he turned to ash.
"In the next life, let's continue our destined bond."
Dong Huang Tai Xin and Jian Fei Dao exchanged smiles; Yao Chi Xian Mu and Jiu Jian Xian made a pact for the next reincarnation, hand in hand as they walked the road to the Yellow Springs.
Jian Zun departed in silence.
Jiu Jian San Ren carried even more weariness.
"The fortunes of the heavens, may they endure eternally."
In the Tian Yuan star domain, Sheng Zun, Di Ji, Sheng Huang, Zao Hua Shen Wang, Nan Yong Sheng Ti, and the three-souled Long Ye roared with resolute voices, their hair all turned white.
Sheng Zun and Di Ji each became a gate, an ancient emperor's immortal technique that only they could perform together. The gate opened to a realm of illusory void, like the ruins of return, from which two divine chains shot out, binding the sixth E Mo Di.
"You insects dare to destroy an emperor?"
The sixth E Mo Di roared in fury, straining to break free.
"We're all tired; stop struggling."
Zao Hua Shen Wang scolded, contributing his power of creation to form a heaven-defying seal that confined the emperor's body. Nan Yong Sheng Ti burned his eternal power to forge eternal immortal runes that sealed the emperor's primordial spirit. The three-souled Long Ye sacrificed his dragon soul power to become a Taixu divine dragon that coiled around the emperor's true form. Sheng Huang manifested nine nether powers into a peerless immortal sword, swinging it down to sever the emperor's Dao roots.
"No! No! No!"
The sixth E Mo Di's howls were utterly harrowing, but no matter how he fought, he could not escape the two divine chains laced with destructive power, which dragged him into the gates.
Buzz!
The divine gates closed and vanished from the world.
"Six paths, I'm coming."
Di Ji smiled tenderly, on the brink of death, searching her memories for that starry river where a foolish boy waited—a bit dull, a bit clumsy. She could no longer recall the last time she made a face at him in some spring or autumn, but she hoped to catch up to him.
"In the end, I never married."
Sheng Zun joked hoarsely.
"Our grudges are settled."
Long Ye smiled at Nan Yong Sheng Ti, unsure if it was Long Ye or Long Wu grinning, bound by that eternal contract through countless battles.
Nan Yong Sheng Ti looked exhausted and taciturn, yet in his final moments, he managed a rare smile. After endless ages, he could no longer uphold the myth of eternity.
"Honestly, I prefer the name Lin Xing."
Zao Hua Shen Wang chuckled, ready for the Yellow Springs, thinking of that bastard Ye Chen—one always getting caught wherever he went, the other stripped bare wherever he roamed.
Those two were truly a pair of good brothers.
"The fortunes of the heavens, may they endure eternally."
In the Yin Ming star domain, Mo Yuan's roar shook the starry vault as he turned into a world-shaking magic blade, descending from the heavens to split the cosmos and destroy the supreme one's divine body.
Roar!
Clang!
Following him, Cang Long roared, Zhu Que cried out, Hao Mie Shen Wang with Chi Mei Xie Mo, Yu Hua Xian Wang with Jiu Tian Xuan Nu, and Jiang Tai Xu with Feng Huang—all the men transformed into dragons, the women into phoenixes, their dragon and phoenix forms auspicious and harmonious.
These three pairs of lovers used an extremely domineering emperor's forbidden technique.
"No! No! No!"
The seventh E Mo Di howled, desperately charging.
"It's over."
The magic blade formed by Mo Zun struck down again.
In an instant, the magic blade exploded.
In an instant, the emperor was buried.
"Hong Lian."
Tun Tian Mo Zun's murmur lingered in the world, remembering only the name Hong Lian.
"In the next life, I'll dress in bridal clothes for you."
Chi Mei Xie Mo, Feng Huang, and Jiu Tian Xuan Nu spoke with tender affection.
"It will be the most beautiful in the world."
Hao Mie Shen Wang, Jiang Tai Xu, and Yu Hua Xian Wang smiled with warmth.
"The fortunes of the heavens, may they endure eternally."
On the far side of the star river, roars shook the starry vault from Xuan Yuan Di Zi, Xuan Gu Di Zi, You Ming Di Zi, Tian Que Di Zi, Wu Ji Di Zi, Zhu Tian Di Zi, Yu Kong Di Zi, and Qing Di Zhi Zi. They sacrificed their emperor's divine souls, as if the emperors themselves had descended, forming identical seals and casting the same forbidden technique—only the children of emperors could perform it. They gathered into a blazing sun, its radiant glory laced with destructive emperor light, illuminating the world.
They too offered themselves, merging into the sun, which obliterated the emperor's body and primordial spirit.
"No! No! No!"
The eighth E Mo Di wailed, unable to reform despite his efforts, shocked that the combined emperor's divine souls of the emperor's children could truly wield the power to slay a supreme one.
"Father emperor, your child misses you."
The emperor's sons smiled with nostalgia and weariness. Even as emperor's sons, they felt sorrow and regret, born with the glory of imperial lineages and the burden of missions. With the great emperors absent, they had to fight, struggle, and protect the common people in their stead.
"The fortunes of the heavens, may they endure eternally."
In the Xuan Huang Zhongzhou, the Forbidden Zone's Five Heavenly Kings roared from their souls: Jing Yu Tian Wang became a green dragon, Ming Tu Tian Wang a white tiger, Huang Quan Tian Wang a black tortoise, Wang Chuan Tian Wang a phoenix, and Tian Xu Tian Wang a qilin. The green dragon coiled through the nine heavens, the phoenix bathed in flames and cried, the white tiger roared to the sky, the black tortoise blocked the immortal path, and the qilin's roar shattered the immortal dome.
They used an ultimate emperor-slaying forbidden technique passed down from the Ancient Heavenly Court Empress, positioning themselves in the heavens to guard each direction and trap the ninth E Mo Di.
"Exterminate!"
Tian Zhu Di Mie shouted, and Wang Chuan Meng Po snorted coldly as countless Forbidden Zone old quasi-emperors transformed into swords, unleashing a fatal strike. Billions of immortal swords rang out in unison.
"No! No! No!"
The ninth E Mo Di's eyes bulged, his howls futile as he was cleaved apart by the billions of immortal swords.
"Empress, we can't wait for your return."
The five heavenly kings and the old quasi-emperors smiled with weariness.
In the haze, they seemed to see a graceful figure of unparalleled elegance—the Heavenly Court Empress, who with her own power had opened the three realms, created the myriad domains, and set up the vast formation, scheming for eons to contend with the heavens.
Alas, they had guarded through endless cycles of change but never saw the empress return. The heavenly kings had aged, the old quasi-emperors had all grown old, weathered by time, perishing on the emperor-slaying path.
"The fortunes of the heavens, may they endure eternally."
The immortal clan cried out in grief, with countless elders performing blood sacrifices to summon the divine thought of the Immortal Domain Great Emperor, infused with the immortal clan's blood and bones. With one palm, they split the first Tian Mo Di.
The blood flowers of the emperor's path were strikingly vivid.
"No! No! No!"
The first Tian Mo Di howled in rage, unwilling to accept his fate, trying to remake his emperor body and recast his primordial spirit. Yet, in that moment, his so-called emperor's divine power became useless. He had not fallen on the ancient road or at the hands of the Great Accomplishment Holy Body but perished in the heavens, body and spirit destroyed.
"The fortunes of the heavens, may they endure eternally."
This roar came from the City of No Tears.
Countless women, both tearless and emotionless, transformed into blooming blood flowers that filled the starry sky, destroying the emperor's body and ruining his divine spirit.
"No! No! No!"
The second Tian Mo Di died amid his screams.
He was gone.
The women of the City of No Tears were also obliterated.
Apart from No Tears, the entire City of No Tears was wiped out.
Blood stained the City of No Tears and the Nai He Bridge.
They were not without emotion; it was their duty that made them so.
In their final moments, their indifferent eyes reflected a trace of human feeling. They had blood and flesh, could pity the world, and in their memories, sought that figure who had long turned to dust in history.
In this life, separated by the Nai He Bridge of No Tears.
May in the next reincarnation, by the Three Lives Stone, we meet your shadow.
Thus, except for the tenth E Mo Di, all the other emperors who had descended upon the heavens were reduced to ashes.
Even Dao Zu and Ming Di could scarcely believe that in this single day, fourteen foreign domain great emperors had fallen in the human realm of the heavens.
The price was devastating.
The human realm's supreme peaks, the heavens' emperor sons, the Forbidden Zone's old quasi-emperors, the immortal clan's powerhouses, and the City of No Tears' immortals—nearly the entire force had been annihilated in this battle.
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