Chapter 1670: 斗 Emperor Lord

A dense army pressed forward, like a forest of steel. Each soldier held a battle-axe, an iron sword, or a long spear, their cold, chilling armor gleaming. They rattled their weapons in unison, and a monstrous killing intent swept towards the Pure Land.

On his chariot, the Imperial Lord, clad in crimson dragon armor, appeared even more imposing. His aura, though not affecting his own forces, surged like a tide towards the floating continent ahead.

He was like a reincarnated crimson dragon, his divine power unmatched and supremely formidable. His red hair billowed, and his face was utterly expressionless. His mere aura was enough to shatter one's courage.

Even with the Great Emperor's killing array and supreme formations in the Pure Land, the inhabitants could not withstand this immense pressure; many trembled.

This was not due to a lack of courage, but their bodies instinctively betrayed their will, causing uncontrollable shivers.

Many Heavenly Soldiers and Generals felt ashamed, roaring towards the sky in defiance.

However, they were met with an even greater oppressive force. The Imperial Lord stared at them indifferently. Wherever his gaze fell, the formation patterns on the continent erupted in sparks, as if struck by sharp swords!

This caused even the Black Sovereign to pale. This individual was too powerful!

In an era where ancient supreme beings had not emerged, he was nearly unparalleled, with almost no one capable of restraining him. It was no wonder he was suspected of being a supreme being capable of contending with the Undying Empress.

The Imperial Lord's gaze landed on Ye Fan, who stood beneath the Bodhi Tree, the Myriad Things Mother Qi Cauldron hovering above his head, and a green lotus in his hand. Ye Fan met his gaze.

"The true Bodhi Tree! This is an immortal tree that not only aids enlightenment but can also be refined into a Nine-Reversal Immortal Elixir!"

Several grand commanders of the Divine Court could not help but shout. Their eyes burned with fervent desire, their gazes almost turning into flames, for it was the most precious immortal treasure in the world.

"If our Lord obtains it, he can extend his life for another era, surely establishing a grand imperial legacy that will shake the past and present, unmatched by anyone!"

Some people spoke, their eyes gleaming. They all stared at the treasured tree, their hearts filled with greed, each wishing to seize it for themselves.

This was understandable; it was human nature. This immortal plant could tempt even ancient Great Emperors and had always been in the hands of Emperors and Sovereigns. How could mortals not be stirred?

"That cauldron is also excellent; it must be destined for our Lord!"

Several old officials stared at the Myriad Things Mother Qi Cauldron above Ye Fan's head and spoke in unison. The Imperial Lord's pagoda had been shattered by an ancient supreme being, and he now lacked a rare divine artifact.

"What big talk!" the Black Sovereign snorted.

"Present this cauldron to our Lord. It might lessen your great sins," an elder barked, ordering them to hand over the cauldron.

This infuriated everyone in the Heavenly Court. The opponents were too arrogant, completely disregarding them, acting as if they looked down upon the entire world and its subjects.

On the continent, array platforms rose one after another, dozens of them attacking simultaneously. They surged towards the Heavenly Court's divine army, with the old officials naturally being primary targets.

However, something terrifying occurred. The Imperial Lord, clad in crimson dragon armor, emitted a fiery glow that incinerated all the formation patterns, completely shattering the dozens of array platforms.

This was merely an emanation of his aura; he hadn't even moved. It was an instinctive release, yet it destroyed the Heavenly Court's grand array platforms, filling everyone with dread.

Many renowned figures from various races, who had gathered from afar to observe the battle, witnessed this scene and were utterly terrified. He was too powerful; could the Imperial Lord truly rival ancient supreme beings?

With the circulation of his fundamental power, nothing in this world could harm him—a manifestation of peak cultivation. This was not an even match at all; even if Ye Fan and the Holy Prince had become Quasi-Emperors, they certainly wouldn't be his opponents.

Everyone seemed to foresee the outcome: blood would flow like rivers, and corpses would pile up like mountains. No one could resist the Imperial Lord; he was the supreme being of this era.

"Killing my offspring, humiliating my Divine Court, forcing me to emerge and act—all of this is your own doing!" The Imperial Lord finally spoke, his voice shaking the heavens. He resembled a celestial god from the age of myths, enveloped by layers of divine halos, mysterious and terrifying.

Step by step, he advanced alone, approaching the continent ahead, poised to ascend. Killing intent swept forth, shaking the firmament, and the very cosmos began to crack.

"Crack!"

On this continent, all the array patterns lit up, but many immediately shattered, unable to withstand the pressure or resist.

"Pile them up and crush him!" roared the Black Sovereign.

Its greatest reliance—thousands of ancient divine platforms crafted from divine materials, inscribed with remnants of the Great Emperor Wushi's killing array—rose one by one, all intended to counter the Imperial Lord.

In that instant, the aura of ancient Great Emperors permeated the air. Though fragmented, their sheer number, when combined, unleashed a formidable presence that shook the universe, causing the very stars to tremble.

The Heavenly Court was truly terrifying, a thought that struck everyone. No other force could possess such a profound foundation. Everyone's scalp tingled; thousands of array platforms, forged from materials like Grand Luo Silver Essence, Ancient Source Marrow, and Nine Heavens Divine Jade, utilized dozens, even hundreds, of divine materials, each capable of forming a Great Saint artifact. Some of these were rare materials, hardly found even after searching the four corners of the world. Such an immense quantity of divine materials, all carved into array platforms, was utterly extravagant. It could likely bury several Quasi-Emperors, especially since they were inscribed with fragmented Great Emperor arrays.

The Divine Court army ceased its commotion, forced to retreat by an immense pressure. The Imperial Lord remained expressionless, his eyes growing colder. After staring for a moment, he stepped forward and declared, "Submit, or die!"

His killing intent erupted. His crimson dragon armor seemed to come alive, with a blood-red dragon coiling around him, baring its fangs and claws, making him appear even more formidable.

"Boom!"

The continent trembled, and the void collapsed. Everything in the Imperial Lord's path was pulverized. He forcibly opened a chaotic passage, looking at Ye Fan and the others in the Pure Land.

He shattered an array platform, then leaped, transforming into a crimson dragon. Amidst various fierce beams of light, he surged against the current along a rift into the array.

With a buzzing rumble, all the array platforms vibrated and illuminated, casting down immense, blazing beams of light that collectively suppressed the Imperial Lord. This was a celestial net formed by countless fragmented arrays.

Everyone was stunned, feeling their backs turn damp, soaked in cold sweat. The Heavenly Court's methods were indeed terrifying; this could absolutely block and even slay a Quasi-Emperor.

The Divine Court army grew tense, fearing an accident for their Imperial Lord. Every soldier held their breath, watching intently.

The Imperial Lord, transformed into a crimson dragon, moved through the massive spatial rift. His body gleamed with blood-red light, enveloped in chaotic qi, appearing incredibly terrifying. Like a true dragon from the immortal realm, with a ferocious body and an invincible physical form, he selectively shattered several array platforms, evading the celestial net woven from divine light.

He was like a dragon entering the ocean, soaring freely. These array platforms could not stop his advance. A vast, pervasive aura radiated from his entire being as he moved deeper into the array formations, unstoppable.

Everyone was shocked. The Imperial Lord was too powerful; despite the numerous fragmented Great Emperor killing array platforms, they could not hinder him at all. He was like a dragon soaring into the sea, boundless and free to roam.

The Divine Army immediately erupted in earth-shattering cheers. Everyone was exhilarated, raising their battle-axes, iron swords, and spears. They roared towards the sky, knowing that the Heavenly Court was about to be utterly defeated, and then immortal elixirs, saint artifacts, Quasi-Emperor magical tools, and divine materials would all belong to them.

From then on, perhaps nothing in the world would be able to stop them. They would usher in a glorious era, even etching their names into ancient history.

"Boom!"

The Imperial Lord successfully broke through thousands of array platforms, taking little time. From a crimson dragon, he transformed back into a majestic, towering middle-aged man.

His crimson hair billowed, and his eyes were cold and intimidating. With a single stomp, a large portion of the continent immediately cracked and crumbled. He spoke coldly, "Do you still wish to resist desperately? If I act, no one here will survive."

Chaos erupted in all directions; people knew the Heavenly Court was likely doomed. With the Imperial Lord's true body having entered the Pure Land, there was nothing left to resist him.

What a pity. From this moment on, there would be no Heavenly Court in the world. This fleeting, short-lived glorious organization was finally doomed by its cursed name.

"No suspense, it ended just like this. What a shame for Ye Fan, the Saint Body; we didn't get to see his true might after achieving Great Accomplishment."

"Hmm, isn't this excellent? We'll offer some of those resource planets to the Divine Army and keep a portion for ourselves. We won't have to bother with the Heavenly Court anymore; from now on, it will vanish with the wind."

Many from various races across the cosmos discussed the events, some feeling regret, others celebrating, all closely observing everything.

Ye Fan, with the Myriad Things Mother Qi Cauldron above his head and the green lotus in his hand, prepared to fight the Imperial Lord. Meanwhile, the Monkey, wielding his immortal iron staff, walked over resolutely, ready to fight alongside him.

The Human Demon Elder held a strange weapon: it seemed neither bone nor stone, a warm, crystalline bone staff fused with the supreme jade token of the Sacred Spirit lineage.

"Only you three? Three Quasi-Emperors are not enough. All of you will die!" the Imperial Lord said coldly. He was practically on the verge of achieving enlightenment, possessing the power and authority to look down upon all living beings.

"What a pretentious show-off! Someone like you will never become an Emperor, not even in an eternity," the Black Sovereign scoffed, secretly preparing the Sky-Devouring Demonic Pot, ready to unleash it for a sudden devastating attack.

Ye Fan raised the green lotus high in his hand. This immortal plant was crucial to the battle; if it could nullify the Imperial Lord's attacks, then they would have nothing to fear.

"No matter what preparations you have, they are useless! Before absolute power, everyone must prostrate at our Lord's feet. You will all die!" several old officials sneered and shouted from behind.

With a thunderous boom, the Imperial Lord demonstrated his power through action. With a single step, all directions shook, and the cosmic river resonated and trembled. He showed no fear of the divine artifacts in the hands of Ye Fan, the Monkey, and the others.

Almost all powerful races in the cosmos had representatives arrive, all focused on this battle due to its immense implications.

At this moment, everyone held their breath, their hearts pounding with tension, for they knew that the great battle was about to erupt, and everything would conclude in this confrontation.

"Boom!"

The Imperial Lord made his move, instantly erupting with brilliant light that enveloped the continent, ready to unleash a decisive kill!

"It's beginning! He's comparable to an ancient supreme being!"

"It's over! How can anyone stop this? The Heavenly Court's downfall is at this very moment."

People were awestruck and terrified.

However, a sudden drastic change occurred. The Imperial Lord, who had just unleashed terrifying fluctuations, froze as if struck by lightning, his entire body stiff.

His body turned cold, as if he were being stared at by a colossal entity, as if a true Great Emperor was looking down upon him. For many years, he had almost forgotten this sensation, yet a deep fear arose within him, chilling him to the bone.

What was happening? He couldn't control himself, instinctively retreating, and all his power quickly receded.

Then, he saw a little girl gazing at him innocently. She was exquisitely beautiful, like a porcelain doll, appearing to be only two or three years old, standing beneath the Bodhi Tree. She was terrifyingly adorable.

Yet, it was precisely her that instilled terror in him, a profound dread deep within his heart.

Everyone was left dumbfounded. What had happened to the Imperial Lord? Both the Divine Army behind him and the powerful figures of various races were bewildered. How could this be the outcome?

"Great Emperor... Dao Fruit!" the Imperial Lord stammered, murmuring to himself, his face filled with shock as he stared at Little Nannan.

His expression flickered between uncertainty. The fear on his face gradually dissipated, and he slowly calmed down, staring at the little girl. "Weren't you gone? How could you still be alive? Since you are a supreme Dao Fruit left behind, then I shall devour you and undergo a transformation!"

The next moment, he gritted his teeth and made a crucial decision, directly approaching Little Nannan. He extended a crimson dragon's hand, intending to seize her.

"Boom!"

Ye Fan made his move. His right hand unleashed the Heavenly Emperor's Fist, while his left, holding the green lotus, swept out, ready to neutralize the opponent's Daoist attack.

The Imperial Lord sneered, casually pointing a finger. Mountains and rivers crumbled, and suns, moons, and stars rained down like dumplings, crackling as they fell, astonishing everyone.

He was unimaginably powerful, far surpassing those who had just become Quasi-Emperors. Everyone's hair stood on end. How could they possibly fight him? All the powerful races felt a chill in their hearts.

The only relief for the Heavenly Court's side was that the green lotus in Ye Fan's hand disintegrated the surging Dao fragments, preventing Ye Fan from being attacked by the supreme laws.

The Monkey struck, his half-length iron staff resonating like mountains and rivers, emitting countless strands of immortal light. The only pity was that it was only half-length, damaged, and no longer possessed its former divine might.

With a hiss, the Imperial Lord flicked out a crimson light, which struck the black iron staff, producing a resounding clang that shook all corners of the cosmos.

Everyone was horrified. If it had been an ordinary Quasi-Emperor artifact, it would surely have shattered, and its wielder would have been severely injured. Only the Holy Prince, wielding this immortal weapon, remained unscathed.

The Human Demon, Gai Jiuyou, also made his move. The special weapon in his hand, a supreme treasure of the Stone Man lineage, also contained Imperial Dao laws, and it directly smashed downwards.

The Imperial Lord did not engage in a physical clash. Instead, as he had with the Monkey, he flicked his finger, unleashing his Dao to strike the great staff, creating a heaven-shaking sound.

His killing intent surged forward like a tide, primarily targeting Ye Fan, intending to send him flying and then devour Little Nannan.

At this moment, the killing intent shook the vast cosmos, causing everyone's hearts to tremble. The Imperial Lord was determined to annihilate everything here.

Suddenly, Little Nannan's body emitted immortal light as she protected herself, unleashing an aura of supreme majesty. At the same instant, in the depths of a distant starfield, in the direction of the Big Dipper constellation, a terrifying light figure emerged, as if an Immortal King was awakening.

"Boom!"

A terrifying aura shook the eight directions of the cosmos!

The Imperial Lord let out a great cry, his face pale, and turned to flee. All his previous majesty and composure were gone; he fled in panic.

This outcome surpassed everyone's expectations. No one could have predicted that the supreme Imperial Lord would lose all color in his face and flee so swiftly. It was simply unbelievable.