Chapter 1104: A War That Chills the World

Chapter 1105: A Single Battle Chills the World

When Huang entered the Heavenly Pit, it was a catastrophe. Even ancient saints couldn't withstand it, and two ancient imperial weapons were struck flying.

Fortunately, the divine talismans within the Golden Mace and Myriad Dragon Bell revived and spontaneously returned from beyond the domain. Otherwise, the two great imperial clans might have lost their immortal artifacts.

Even so, no one could change anything. For them, there was now only one word: escape! The ancient tomb of the Human Emperor was untouchable, not to be disturbed. First, it was guarded by the Bronze Immortal Palace, and now there was a being almost comparable to an emperor, causing them heavy losses.

Cracks appeared on the foreheads of some ancient saints; blood flowed, their life force rapidly leaked, and the fire of their primordial spirits was about to extinguish. They became withered, as if they had aged thousands of years in an instant.

"Ah..." Agonizing screams erupted. Once Huang approached, even powerful ancient saints couldn't bear it; their bodies aged, nearing the end of their lives.

From afar, Ye Fan felt goosebumps and his hair stood on end. What a realm! She entered the midst of ancient saints alone, causing them all to perish.

"Kill!" shouted an ancient saint. But a palm descended from the sky, turning him into a pulp, his essence dissipated, and his body and soul were destroyed.

A few possessed inherited sacred artifacts, but Huang lightly swept them, turning them into fragments like rags. In front of her, everyone was less than three-year-old children, truly no more than ants.

"Go!" Great Sage Ganlun, Golden King, and Great Sage Huntuo used their ancient imperial weapons to break out, not wanting to linger for a moment. Even if there were immortality elixirs in the great tomb, they no longer desired them.

The Golden Mace and Myriad Dragon Bell vibrated in unison, finally parting the black mist and forging a path to survival. The three fled in disarray, with only four Saint Kings following them out.

The rest screamed. Huang slapped them, turning them all into meat paste; their essence dissipated into dust, leaving not a single one.

The Heavenly Pit fell silent. Apart from the seven who escaped, this group of ancient saints was utterly annihilated. For the ancient race, this was an immense loss.

How much time had passed? A single person descended from the sky and slaughtered so many masters. Only she remained, standing quietly, facing the Bronze Immortal Palace.

For many days, the Southern Region had been in an uproar. Both ancient races and human cultivators paid close attention to this great tomb, drawing the gaze of the entire world.

But now, with Huang's appearance, silence enveloped all directions, completely quieting the clamor and chaos. No one dared to harbor designs on the place again.

She circled the Bronze Immortal Palace, then lifted it with her hand. The palace rose, suspended in mid-air, emitting myriad rays of light and auspicious colors that cascaded downwards. The bloody "Immortal" character within it receded.

She entered the Chaotic Immortal Earth alone. In a short time, various immortal glows flew out, transforming into streams of swirling colorful mist, clanging as they entered the bronze palace.

Huang emerged, seemingly lost in thought. The Chaotic Immortal Earth began to collapse, and various artifacts could be clearly seen flying into the bronze palace.

"Boom!" In the next moment, black mist surged skyward as Huang shot up. She carried the Bronze Immortal Palace in her hand and departed from the former territory of Yaoguang.

The Chaotic Immortal Land shattered, becoming a wisp of smoke and mist, forever disappearing.

"She's doing this..." Duan De frowned.

The Black Emperor was speechless, wanting to say something but finding himself only able to swallow, unable to speak.

So simply, so easily, the great tomb was leveled by her. She held the magnificent Bronze Immortal Palace in one hand, flying towards the Ancient Desolation Forbidden Land. No one in the world dared to stop her.

"She just left like that..." Ye Fan murmured to himself.

"Oh, what a pity, we missed a great opportunity!" the Dragon Horse regretted endlessly. "The Ancient Desolation Forbidden Land was unguarded just now, empty. We could have snuck in to steal the Nine Marvelous Divine Medicines and perhaps even figured out how to reach the path to immortality."

The others simultaneously glared at it. Huang was so terrifying; who would dare raid her forbidden land? It would be courting death. Even if they succeeded, they wouldn't live for more than a few days.

Huang vanished into the distance, each step covering tens of thousands of miles. Any birds or cultivators encountered in her path high above the sky turned into dust, their life force extinguished.

Fortunately, she did not travel across the land; otherwise, nothing would have remained, and life would have been extinguished over hundreds of thousands of miles, turning vast areas into death zones.

"Rumble..." The sky collapsed and the earth shattered, with layers of black mist. Huang returned to the Ancient Desolation Forbidden Land in almost a single stride; this world seemed unable to contain her body.

She stood silently above the abyss for a long time, holding the Bronze Immortal Palace, then slowly descended, her figure disappearing into the darkness.

The surroundings were quiet, peace restored. On the nine sacred mountains, divine springs gurgled, and the Nine Marvelous Divine Medicines emitted a faint fragrance, thriving with vibrant luster.

The Southern Region remained tranquil for a long time. People were terrified; Huang had emerged and could freely move out of the Forbidden Zone of Life, making all cultivators in the region deeply fearful, wishing to relocate.

Who could contend with a supreme existence from a Forbidden Zone of Life? In ancient times, all dark turmoil originated from the seven great Forbidden Zones of Life!

Many ancient saints perished in this battle; the news spread throughout the five regions, astonishing the entire world. Everyone was horrified.

"Who is Huang? How can she emerge? Once she appears, who can contend with her?"

"The ancient races are in mourning; they suffered immense losses. A group of ancient saints, all annihilated before the Emperor's tomb! Except for a handful, none managed to escape!"

"This is a major historical event since the creation of heaven and earth. The master of a Forbidden Zone of Life has acted. How many times has this happened throughout history?"

The whole world was abuzz. Huang's emergence had an unparalleled impact, and people discussed it widely.

The ancient races were left in desolation and despair. This time, they had to swallow their blood, hiding their pain. It was too tragic; a group of ancient saints was scattered and annihilated by one person, and they dared not resist.

Why did this happen? Even ultimate ancient imperial weapons couldn't withstand her; they were slapped away. Even the revived ancient imperial aura couldn't suppress her. What kind of existence was she?

"She didn't emit the aura of a Great Emperor, but her physical body absolutely reached that realm. Otherwise, how could she possess such power?" These were the words of a surviving Saint King.

An Emperor-realm physical body? This was a conclusion that made one ponder deeply and feel terrified.

In this world, there should only be one ancient emperor or great emperor alive at a time; they cannot coexist, otherwise others cannot achieve enlightenment.

"Wail..." The ancient races wore white mourning clothes; many ancient saints had died, and many cried aloud. Which ancient saint was not an ancestor of a clan? Yet, they met such an end.

In the Northern Region, cries of sorrow filled the air. The four imperial clans, ten royal clans, and others were shrouded in gloom and despair. The losses were immense and irreparable; they were truly crippled. Who was she?

Everyone in the world was discussing, eager to know.

"On the sacred mountains are Nine Marvelous Divine Medicines, one divided into nine, watered daily by nine divine springs, nourishing immortal energy. Could it be... the Divine Silkworm Ancient Emperor!"

Within the ancient race, someone put forward this conclusion, because the Nine Marvelous Divine Medicine belonged to the Ancient Emperor of Divine Silkworm Ridge, and legend had it that the Divine Silkworm transcended the tenth transformation, reaching the ultimate realm, making it impossible to perish.

"Impossible, it's too long ago. The Divine Silkworm Ancient Emperor was a figure from the Primordial Era, one to two million years ago. How could she be alive now? Moreover, Divine Silkworm Ridge has records that a quasi-emperor of their clan personally sent his father-emperor into the ancient divine coffin, burying him beyond the nine heavens; it's impossible for him to have appeared alive."

"It's the Ruthless Great Emperor; she might still be alive!" Some ancient sects of the human race, which possessed records of ancient secret history, made such deductions, but struggled to provide strong evidence.

"That's right, the great tomb beneath Yaoguang seems to belong to Ruthless. If Huang is her, it makes perfect sense."

But who could live so long? The Ruthless Great Emperor lived over 200,000 years ago. Even if she was incredibly talented, could she withstand the passage of time? Was it truly her?

"Devouring life force—this is very much like her Heaven Swallowing Demonic Art, or more precisely, its sublimated Heavenly Art!" Someone made the connection.

"Found it! Finally found a record. A very long time ago, the nine sacred mountains were originally a human race origin place. It is said that the human ancestor came from beyond the domain and descended there. Later, a holy spirit occupied it... She might be a holy spirit!"

The entire world was in an uproar; people speculated, but there was no definitive conclusion. The supreme beings of the seven great Forbidden Zones of Life all had terrifying backgrounds, and from ancient times to the present, no one except Great Emperors truly knew their origins.

Within the ancient race, a bleak atmosphere settled. So many ancient saints had died, crippling their foundation. That figure made them shiver with fear.

If this person was a Great Emperor, which race did she belong to? All the ancient races were terrified because Huang had slapped so many ancient saints to death, specifically targeting them!

"She... is human. I can tell. Definitely not an emperor of our ancient race!" A Saint King who escaped spoke, reaching this conclusion, which shocked all the venerable figures of the ancient race.

As for the three Great Sages, they returned and immediately went into seclusion, saying nothing.

"What? A living Human Great Emperor?" The ancient race members present were stunned, each feeling a chill from head to toe. This was an ultimate deterrent.

"Who will go... to the Ancient Mine of Absolute Beginning, and deliver the message?" A very aged ancestral king trembled as he spoke.

"The Ancient Mine of Absolute Beginning? Who can enter? Rashly intruding will certainly lead to grave disaster," another ancient saint said.

"I think she was not targeting us, but merely going for the Bronze Immortal Palace. Perhaps we... touched something we shouldn't have."

As soon as this ancient saint's words fell, everyone was startled, then felt an even greater chill throughout their bodies, their scalps tingling, cold air infiltrating their bones.

That place... was the ancient tomb of a Human Great Emperor! What did it mean that Huang went to obstruct it and slaughtered the saints? The implication was clear!

"Coexist peacefully with the human race. Never again fantasize about treating them as blood sacrifices. Today, the world has changed; it is no longer the Primordial Era. The human race has produced no fewer Great Emperors than the ancient emperors!" an old saint said.

Many people remained silent.

From beginning to end, it was their mindset that couldn't adapt. They always felt the human race was weak and should be like in the Primordial Era: subservient to the great royal clans, prostrate at their feet, with their lives and deaths decided at will.

But upon closer thought, the human race had produced more than one Great Emperor, surpassing any ancient imperial clan and rising above all great clans!

"Annihilating the race is a pipe dream. If there truly is a living Human Great Emperor, we will be the ones completely annihilated. If we attack, it can only be localized warfare, stopping when appropriate, for example, striking the human Saint Body. We absolutely cannot let him grow. He can already slaughter saints now; this is a premonition and sign that he may achieve enlightenment in the future!" someone said.

Huang emerged, striking fear into the ancient races, who dared not provoke her. However, some radical ancestral kings realized even more strongly that no more humans should be allowed to become emperors; they should be stifled in the cradle.

Huang, suspected to be a Human Great Emperor, and even more believed to be the Ruthless Great Emperor, the most astonishingly talented person in history!

From this day forward, outside the Ancient Desolation Forbidden Land, people often prostrated themselves, praying for the Human Great Emperor's protection to suppress this era where myriad races emerged, and bring peace to the human race.

And precisely from this day forward, a more magnificent battle hymn began to play: the path to enlightenment is strewn with bones, the path to immortality will open, and Ye Fan will ascend the heavenly path, treading forward to the sound of battle songs.