Chapter 1761: Becoming Emperor

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What kind of miracle was this? After so many years, someone was about to become an Emperor, silently and so suddenly! There had been no hint or sign whatsoever before this; it came too quickly, too abruptly, exceeding even the Supremes' calculations.

"There was no premonition; who is this person? How could he suddenly become an Emperor? He never appeared in our memories!" Even the fierce battles on the Immortal Road paused. All of this exceeded the Supremes' expectations. Though hostile and wary of each other, they felt a sense of crisis facing such an event. In this world, there were individuals they couldn't predict, who were beyond their grasp, even more terrifying than Ye Fan, the variable.

"Boom!"

The boundless divine tribulation surged, shattering the cosmic frontier and sweeping into the greater universe. Countless galaxies turned to dust as a supreme law spread. At this moment, all paths wailed, and the myriad chains of cosmic order were about to be suppressed. A single Dao of Humanity would be forged, and its wielder would stand supreme, looking down upon the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.

"Is it going to succeed? As long as he endures the lightning tribulation, another formidable supreme being will emerge in eternity!" Phoenix-Winged Gilt Roc sighed softly, recalling his glorious past and then his current decline, feeling an ineffable sadness and nostalgia.

"A bit familiar... it seems to have appeared in history, but I can't recall who it is. He must have changed. Who exactly is it?!" Several Supremes were highly sensitive; some caught a faint trace of a familiar aura but couldn't identify the person, causing their hearts to skip a beat.

"Boom!"

The Great Emperor Tribulation surged, spreading throughout the entire universe, immensely tyrannical and raging across all regions. It was forging a sole Imperial Path, destined to overshadow the mortal realm. Once this person attained Dao, all future generations would be unable to become Emperors in this lifetime, only after his death, ten thousand years later. This was shocking.

All the Heaven's Chosen trembled. This era saw ancient princes, the most astonishing talents, and numerous prodigies from various inheritances—a vast accumulation from eons past, all revived and appearing in this generation. Yet, this person's attainment of Dao effectively cut off everyone's path.

"How could this be?""Why now?!""No, I refuse to accept this!"

In the universe, many were undergoing tribulation, including Huo Qilin, Divine Silkworm Daoist, Yin Tiande, and Divine Sovereign—each a peerless genius. But now, the sudden Great Emperor Tribulation occurred, which was a catastrophe for them, leading to despair, extinguishing all light and hope. Their paths were severed!

"Just give us another five hundred years, Heaven! How unjust you are!""Even a hundred more years would be fine! Why is this happening? I had already seen the dawn, wanting to push open that door, but you, Heaven, mercilessly closed it on me!"

People were undergoing tribulation everywhere; some fell silent, others cried out in sorrow, unable to bear this outcome. The Great Emperor Tribulation was truly too sudden; there had been no prior warning. In any other grand era, this person would have surely made a name for himself, established a formidable reputation, and carved a path through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Yet now, it erupted without warning.

"Boom!"

The Heavenly Tribulation shook the world, suppressing everything, submerging countless galaxies—as if it were annihilating the mortal realm itself. The Great Dao's rules were aligning, constantly changing. The path of this era's strongest would become unique, overpowering all other lineages and dominating this universe. Thunder rumbled, chaotic energy surged, and blazing lightning bolts danced, each spanning several galaxies, immensely long and awe-inspiring.

"Is this the Great Emperor Tribulation? It's too terrifying!"

Amidst the Heavenly Punishment, within the endless lightning, a golden figure stood alone, fiercely resisting, battling the Great Dao, seeking to merge his supreme imprint with the universe and become one. An endless sea of lightning surged forth, each wave appearing incredibly terrifying. In comparison, the quasi-Emperor tribulations of those peerless Heaven's Chosen seemed insignificant at this moment. Though rare in ancient times, how could they compare to the Great Emperor Tribulation?

A long cry echoed, a fiery light blazed across the sky, and a golden figure seemed to break through eternal shackles, streaking across half the universe, constantly impacting.

"A… divine bird!" Someone saw a fleeting afterimage of the person attaining emperorship, revealing a look of shock. This was not a human; a Demon Race Great Emperor was about to emerge.

"No matter who it is, all of this is irrelevant to us now. He is vying for the Emperor's throne, while we are striving for the Fruit of Immortality!" The battle on the Immortal Road continued, and the Supremes remained indifferent. In the past, they would have intervened or stopped it, but now they couldn't be bothered. In a sense, what they said was true. With a higher pursuit, the Immortal Realm was faintly visible, right before their eyes. If they could break through, they would create history, becoming the ultimate Immortals of all time!

"Kill!" Everyone pressed forward, and the fierce struggle continued. Ye Fan joined the fray, becoming a key target of "attention" for several of them, as powerful beams of attack swept towards him occasionally. Of course, everyone remained wary of each other, constantly looking for opportunities to attack others. Being rivals, it was impossible for them to unite against a common enemy at this point. Alliances were unstable and temporary.

"Boom!"

Outside, the Great Emperor Tribulation intensified, astonishingly affecting the Immortal Road itself. Clearly, the scene of this person's tribulation was extraordinarily vast, its reach extending even here.

"He's moving, evading the lightning techniques at extreme speed, trying to conserve strength to get through this," said White Tiger Daoist.

"Strong? Barely adequate. Only by enduring can one become a Great Emperor. If he can't, he'll just be a pile of dirt!" Beast God's voice was icy.

The battle on the Path to Immortality reached a fever pitch. Ye Fan had already drawn blood, and the Supremes had all sublimated, standing in their most powerful realms, invincible across the lands. It was a fierce collision; with every confrontation, blood splattered high. Though their words remained relatively calm, their murderous intent had long since pierced the heavens. Everyone had to be wary of everyone else.

The divine bird let out a long cry, and the universe trembled. A Great Emperor was rising, enduring great suffering and struggling through the trials. A golden figure soared across the sky amidst thunder and fire, passing by the Feixian Galaxy, bringing with it vast swathes of tribulation light.

"A Golden Crow! Someone from that race has actually attained Dao!"

On the Immortal Road, everyone felt immense pressure; that aura was too terrifying, utterly potent and dominant, like a raging inferno engulfing them.

"I have some impression of him. Back then, when a certain Quasi-Emperor underwent the Nine-Layered Heavenly Tribulation, the commotion was immense, waking slumbering individuals who considered attacking him. But in the end, he damaged his Dao Immortal Platform, so no one touched him. Later, he endured for several millennia and eventually passed away."

"Heh heh, haha, what a Golden Crow! What cunning! To think he managed to deceive the Supremes!"

"He clearly studied the method of Nirvana back then, painstakingly working to open his second life! He gambled an entire lifetime's existence and Dao foundation, all for attaining emperorship in this life!" Cold light flickered in the eyes of the Supremes. If they weren't on the Path to Immortality, they would definitely have taken action.

At this moment, Ye Fan also knew who this person was. He sensed that aura, having seen it before: it was the golden egg deep within the core of the Ancient Heavenly Soldier Star! Back then, when he went on his trials, he found Wang Ziwen and made an astonishing discovery: it was the training ground of the ancient Heavenly Court, and the entire star was the head of the Heavenly Venerate Lingbao. And deep within the core, the flames of the Supreme Immortal Platform never extinguished, and even immortal liquid flowed. There, a golden egg was absorbing all of it, guarded by a great saint crow.

All this flashed through his mind, and Ye Fan's heart trembled violently. The one who was attaining emperorship was none other than the old Quasi-Emperor of the Golden Crow clan! It had always been rumored how formidable that old Quasi-Emperor was, yet he never appeared, and later it was believed he had passed away. But now it seemed the old Quasi-Emperor of the Golden Crow clan possessed heaven-defying methods. He gambled everything from his first life, undergoing nirvana to live a second life. This was a terrifying display of power, but it also required immense courage.

"What a pity, we missed him back then," Ye Fan murmured.

The Immortal Cauldron shook violently, and the laws inscribed on it burned, startling Myriad Dragon Emperor, Beast God, and others. They jointly controlled it, but the divine laws sealed upon it were nearly exhausted. The cauldron began to impact on its own, its power even more astonishing, yet it was somewhat slipping from their grasp.

The Immortal Light Great Path was dazzling. A figure materialized within the Green Bronze Cauldron, somewhat resembling a grown Divine Child, but infinitely more powerful, immensely majestic, awe-inspiring across the universe. This was the divine spirit within the cauldron, identical to the former Emperor. It was Ye Fan's first time seeing the Emperor's appearance. Of course, he knew this couldn't be the Emperor himself; just like the divine spirit in his own cauldron, it merely mimicked his likeness. The Green Bronze Cauldron vibrated, instantly shattering the barrier ahead and smashing its way through.

"Clang!" Suddenly, with a violent shock, the Immortal Cauldron struck something unknown, emitting a clear ringing sound that startled the Supremes. Something blocked the path ahead, spanning across it amidst a shower of light. Everyone's expressions froze involuntarily, their combat slowing as they looked forward together.

It was a monument, ancient with time. Unlike the immortal passes, steles, or reincarnation gates they had previously seen, this was not woven from laws but was a genuine, physical entity. A real stone tablet appearing on the Path to Immortality—this was too astonishing, stirring excitement in everyone's hearts.

"Are we truly reaching a real world now, not just a projected area, because we've seen a physical monument!" White Tiger Daoist trembled, his white hair standing on end. This made them strongly suspect they had broken into the Immortal Realm.

This monument was extremely ancient, seemingly spanning all of history. It exuded an indescribable charm. There were some characters on it, not ancient divine script, but rather a script from the Chaotic Ancient Era, which was indecipherable. The only fortunate thing was a section of Imperial Script, the supreme Immortal Script that remained unchanged throughout history, understandable only to those who reached that realm.

"Beyond this monument, perhaps one will truly become an Immortal..." Such a passage, filled with doubt and uncertainty, yet also like a desolate sigh after reaching the ultimate peak. Someone had once fought their way here, so close to the Immortal Realm, and then left this monument. Did he break through? Everyone felt a surge of apprehension.

"He is... the owner of the Desolate Pagoda, Emperor Huang Tian!" Because they saw that imprint: a pagoda branded at the very bottom of the stone tablet, like a name, leaving endless speculation for future generations.

A vanished era, even more ancient than the Age of Mythology, never recorded, no one knew what kind of period it was. Only the Nine Heavenly Venerates had ever mentioned it: the vanished Chaotic Ancient Era, a forgotten cycle of reincarnation, a brilliant age obliterated in the river of time.

Praying for the people in the disaster area, hoping the rescue efforts proceed smoothly. Ya'an, blessings, may you be safe.

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