Chapter 1375: Conquering the Immortal Path

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Chapter 1377: Conquering the Immortal PathChapter 1377: Conquering the Immortal Path

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Who is the Demon Emperor fighting?! In that era, he could suppress all heavens and myriad realms. Is there anyone who could push him to such an extent? It's simply incredible, beyond all reason.

The battle depicted was so terrifying that even the Great Sages trembled. Unable to bear it any longer, they all prostrated themselves, crying out the Demon Emperor's name.

It was one destructive immortal light after another, shattering the universe, pulverizing the ancient heavens, instantly breaking apart all realms. They could certainly slay all sages in the world.

Only a white-robed figure stood beneath the firmament, enduring the ebb and flow of stars, watching oceans turn to smoke, and seeing celestial domains turn to ash. He remained immortal, bearing this immense pressure.

That was the peerless Demon Emperor, his white robes whiter than snow, his eyes deep. His gaze could cleave heaven and earth, containing visions of galactic destruction. He stood unmoving, eternally present in the world.

Such a vast calamity, such a great catastrophe—any stray wisp of light could instantly slay powerful beings from all heavens, rendering the world saintless in a flash, leaving only bones.

The Demon Emperor was too powerful; he had no defenses whatsoever. His eyes shot forth sharp rays of light, seemingly traversing eons, reaching this era, penetrating deep into everyone's hearts.

“Boom!”

Above his head, there was a celadon-gold immortal ruler, capable of destroying heavens, splitting earths, slaying gods, and extinguishing immortals. It ascended against the void, shattering the cosmos.

At this moment, people clearly saw the ancient starry sky shatter, nothing remaining. The power of his single strike was astonishing, unparalleled throughout history; no one in the world could withstand it!

The Great Sages trembled. This was merely a casual strike from the Demon Emperor, not his true ultimate killing power, yet it was already capable of destroying the world and annihilating all heavens and realms.

Had they been present, a hundred, even ten thousand of them, would not have been enough to kill. Any tiny wisp of light could have annihilated all of them thousands of times over.

Ants looking up at a divine dragon wouldn't even suffice to describe their insignificance. Such a disparity was despair-inducing, too vast compared to an Emperor. Only by witnessing it firsthand could one truly understand.

“The Demon Emperor, he's assaulting the Immortal Realm, trying to become an immortal!” cried the Ox Demon King, his voice trembling.

Is this why the immortal ruler broke into five pieces?!

The Demon Emperor was too powerful, and his vital essence had just begun to surge, becoming tens of times more terrifying than before, even more unfathomable. People couldn't fathom him, not even daring to gaze upon him.

Nothing else existed; only a white-robed figure stood alone in the ancient starry sky. He was advancing on the Immortal Path, battling for longevity, seeking to achieve immortality!

“This is an Emperor, a true Emperor fighting! It's a pity we cannot see it!” Everyone's heart swelled with emotion. The powerful figures knelt on the ground, murmuring as they looked up.

The true might of the Great Emperor had just begun! Unfortunately, the vast universe was filled with chaotic mist, obscuring everything. They couldn't witness the Demon Emperor's true display of power.

People were shaken, witnessing an ancient Great Emperor in action for the first time. He was actually warring against the Immortal Realm, wanting to forge his own future, carving out a clear sky.

“Advancing into the Immortal Realm… the Demon Emperor is too powerful. Having no other pursuits in the world, he is assailing the path of longevity!”

As the white-robed figure battled on the Immortal Path, thousands of immortal glints descended, capable of slaying all beings in all heavens. Yet, he remained fearless, standing supreme amidst the chaos.

The Demon Emperor roared, striving to enter the Immortal Realm. A vast immortal light obstructed him, sweeping away all who resisted. This immortal power shattered the cosmos, devastating the star domains.

“Why can't we see it? This is a true Great Emperor in action! Are we not even worthy of a glimpse?!” The Great Sages' voices trembled, considering it a lifelong regret.

“Rumble!”

In that image, the Demon Emperor's Ruler soared skyward, carrying immense chaotic energy, as if breaking through something, releasing immortal power.

“I saw it! I saw it! The Demon Emperor attacking the Immortal Path!” At that moment, Daoist of a Hundred Calamities suddenly cried out, his expression intensely excited.

As a Great Sage, and possessing a pair of exceptionally strange eyes, he managed to capture a blurry image, witnessing a scene of the Demon Emperor assaulting the path of longevity.

Daoist of a Hundred Calamities trembled physically and mentally, falling to his knees. He muttered to himself, constantly kowtowing, completely unlike his usual demeanor. Now, he resembled a devout believer.

“The Demon Emperor is supremely great! He brought a ray of light to our generation, proving the existence of the Immortal Realm! I believe he almost blasted it open!”

Daoist of a Hundred Calamities screamed, appearing crazed. He no longer had any inclination for worldly affairs, resembling a frenzied maniac, his face contorted.

“The Immortal Realm, stepping onto the path of longevity, carving out a clear sky—can the Immortal Realm truly be witnessed?” The others were also shocked, their hearts trembling.

As if a myth, the scene on the divine demon altar shifted again. This time, many people saw it: amidst the shattered ancient heavens and earth, a path of longevity seemed to appear.

The peerless Demon Emperor, his white robes stained with blood, advanced step by step towards an unknown shore, towards his future, towards immortality!

People did not know what kind of battle he had endured, what price he had paid, to carve out such a path.

Everyone was like statues of clay or wood. That was a true Great Emperor in action, forging an unrivaled myth, carving out such a path, moving forward step by step, his gaze resolute.

Even someone as mighty as the Demon Emperor suffered severe injuries while battling on this path. His snow-white clothes were splattered with blood, making his heroic bearing appear even more outstanding and otherworldly.

The peerless Demon Emperor was majestic and heroic, his black hair naturally cascaded, his white robes whiter than snow, dotted with blooming bloodstains. His demeanor was extraordinary, his bearing like jade. He was a god-like man.

Having carved out the Immortal Path, he had forged a clear sky!

Everyone was stunned, completely awestruck. This was history in the making, forging an unprecedented myth! People were nearly suffocating, their blood boiling, unable to resist letting out loud roars.

There was none in the past, none now, and perhaps none in the future. It had never been heard of that someone would step into the Immortal Realm and walk the path of longevity!

Did the Demon Emperor become an immortal?

People's blood boiled, as if they themselves were experiencing this myth, forging an unprecedented supreme event from ancient times. They wanted to shout loudly, making it known to the entire universe.

The Sages trembled, immensely devout, kneeling down from the depths of their hearts. This was the peerless white-robed Demon Emperor, this god-like man, worthy of genuine respect.

“Pfft”

On that Immortal Path, which had filled countless heroes of old with hope, sorrow, and despair, the Demon Emperor spat out a mouthful of blood. It was so tragically beautiful that everyone's hearts ached with his.

The Demon Emperor's body swayed, nearly causing him to fall on the path. Fresh red blood splattered on his white battle robe, blooming in dots, so striking that it made people's hearts tremble.

People hadn't expected him to be injured so severely, beyond imagination. This was a Great Emperor, yet he was swaying even as he walked, struggling to advance on the Immortal Path.

“The ancient Great Emperor is injured…”

People's souls trembled. To them, this was unimaginable. Great Emperors represented the ultimate power in the world, capable of suppressing the ancient heavens for eons. It had never been heard that they could suffer severe injuries.

Normally, they were invincible in the world. They stood supreme over the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, never sustaining even the slightest injury, no matter how minor.

“I am finally old; I can no longer match my past glory…” the Demon Emperor murmured to himself, with a sense of desolation.

Although his bearing was heroic and majestic, and his face still appeared young, his eyes held the vicissitudes of eons. This was his old age; he had long lost his peak glory.

Even the greatest beings eventually grow old. This was an unavoidable truth. This was the sorrow of Great Emperors.

Their primordial spirits would wane, affecting all parts of their bodies. This would lead to the drying up of vital energy and the loss of their former invincible glory. This was an inevitable day that would come sooner or later.

Everyone was tense, holding their breath. The place was silent. People's hearts trembled as they watched intently, wondering if the Demon Emperor could reach the end of this path, achieve longevity, and ascend to his peak of immortality?

If it came true, it would overturn all human understanding throughout history!

Everyone was almost suffocating, awaiting the final outcome. It was an agony: would he become an immortal, or would he fade away in sorrow?

The peerless Demon Emperor took a step, but he could no longer steady himself. He swayed violently, nearly falling to the ground several times. This was an ancient Great Emperor; when had he ever been in such distress…?

The omnipotent being who suppressed the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands was now tottering, his steps arduous, on the verge of collapsing on that path.

“Bang!”

Suddenly, the path broke apart. There was no immortal ahead, no path behind; nothing remained. The Demon Emperor was flung sideways, blood splattering in the void.

“He failed…”

People's hearts tightened, as if clutched by a large hand, followed by intense pain. This… was an eternal regret!

Endless chaotic waterfalls cascaded down, submerging the area, burying a generation's Demon Emperor. Nothing could be seen except for a voice that echoed out.

“Eons, appearing only for an instant. The sole correct location, peak combat strength to contend with the heavens—many factors combined might have allowed me to break through… to ultimate sublimation. Alas, I am old, no longer possessing my peak combat strength.”

The Demon Emperor was desolate, filled with endless regret, his words somber. He was just a hair's breadth away, yet he fell on the Immortal Path.

At this moment, his thoughts seemed to pierce through past, present, and future, allowing everyone to clearly feel that emotion.

A snow rabbit, originally the weakest of beings, advanced step by step, eventually transforming into the invincible Demon Emperor, unmatched in heaven and earth. He inaugurated the most brilliant era, his name resounding through eternity.

Xue Yueqing, a genius beyond compare, dominated his entire life. At that fleeting moment appearing once in eons, he fought his way onto the Immortal Path and charged forward, but ultimately failed to reach the end.

That fleeting 'point in time' came too late. By then, he was no longer young; even a Great Emperor has a time of decline. He was just short, ultimately failing to reach the very end of the Immortal Path.

The powerful figures fell silent, each feeling a profound emotion, sighing for the peerless Demon Emperor. Just that one step short, and ultimately, he failed.

People felt pity for him, deeply empathetic. It was truly a great pity; this god-like man was not weak, but his strongest state had already passed.

How magnificent was the Demon Emperor? Had his vital energy been abundant, when his combat strength was at its peak, perhaps he would have succeeded!

What a pity. For this god-like man, in the end, people could only feel such regret and sigh silently in their hearts. The Demon Emperor's flaw was etched into everyone's mind, creating a resonance.

“Once more, I will contend with my very life!”

From the chaotic divine waterfall that had buried the Demon Emperor, a heaven-measuring ruler shot forth, fighting on behalf of the aged Demon Emperor! It charged towards the broken Immortal Path, trying to forge a new passage.

“Missed it, time has passed…” the Demon Emperor murmured.

The defiant immortal ruler was unwilling, grieving for the Demon Emperor. It wielded its ultimate power, charging towards the mythical endpoint, desiring to change this regrettable outcome.

The true divine might of a Great Emperor! There, time was in disarray, space collapsed, utter chaos ensued, and people could no longer see anything.

The ultimate outcome was already predetermined: the Demon Emperor's Ruler failed. Its celadon-gold body broke, the divine spirit within it was almost obliterated, destroyed on the Immortal Path, breaking into five sections.

“Let the Immortal Path be, how could I lose you…” The peerless Demon Emperor, his white robes stained with blood, sighed alone in the wind, standing by a pile of yellow earth, personally burying the weapon that had accompanied him in battle throughout his life.

He had grown old, powerless to reshape the destiny of the Demon Emperor's Ruler.