Chapter 824: Extreme Pressure Approaches

## Chapter 826: Imperial Pressure

The Fallen King died! Even he, powerful as he was, could only let out a terrified shriek before exploding on the Sky-Connecting Platform, his blood instantly vaporizing and his body turning to ash.

"Ah..." The screams continued; another person turned to dust! Once the Investiture of the Gods appeared, all gods submitted—such was the legend of old. Now, it flew out of the Savage Mountains, suppressing and killing Ancestor Kings, sweeping away everything in its path. It was a shocking sight; no power in heaven or earth could stop it. Ancient Kings perished wherever it passed, Saint Kings bled, and even those with the potential to become Great Saints were mercilessly annihilated.

"Ah..." These were cries of terror from Ancient Kings. In normal times, they wouldn't even dare to imagine anyone in the world could kill them, let alone make them this afraid. Yet, at this moment, everyone was terrified, their souls trembling, cowering, and unable to move! This was the aura of an ancient Great Emperor; their senses could not be mistaken. Not a trace of resistance could form in their hearts; it was too powerful, unimaginably terrifying, compelling them to prostrate themselves.

Finally, an Ancient King could no longer bear it; his legs went weak, and he immediately prostrated himself on the platform. It wasn't a genuine desire to kneel, but rather the result of an insurmountable pressure. This aura was higher than the heavens, vaster than the seas, and deeper than starfields, pushing them to the brink of despair, with not a shred of ability to resist.

"Ah... how could this be?!" Some Ancestor Kings had lived through long ages, having once worshipped the supreme Battle Saint Emperor at the end of the Primordial Era. Only from him had they ever felt such an aura. "An ancient Great Emperor... someone truly hasn't died. It's them, we are finished!" This panic spread rapidly. All the ancient tribes in the distance were horrified, then trembled all over, for they too felt that immense power. What a terrifying scene it was: their Ancestor Kings were kneeling on the ground, kowtowing towards that dazzling divine list. The mere thought sent shivers down their spines.

"No..." An Ancient King cried out, but another was suppressed and killed, instantly turning to ash. All resistance was futile. The Investiture of the Gods illuminated the sky, piercing through countless mountains and rivers, possessing boundless divine power, its brilliant light traversing the nine heavens and ten earths!

It was personally forged by Emperor Wu Shi. Legend has it that it was originally crafted to suppress immortals, but as there were no true immortals in the world, only beings suspected of being deities, it was eventually named the Investiture of the Gods. Although it was not primarily an offensive weapon—its greatest use being sealing—it was nonetheless forged by an ancient Great Emperor and possessed boundless magical power. It was said that its suppressive power was equivalent to Emperor Wu Shi's own hand pressing down. Who was Wu Shi? He was an unrivaled being who swept across three thousand realms. When his hand pressed down, who in the world could resist? It was a supreme deterrent. Even the Undying Daoist, powerful as he was, from Saint Cliff, was suppressed for over a hundred thousand years, unable to escape the Investiture of the Gods, and was refined alive, leaving only a remnant thought.

The arrival of Emperor Wu Shi's artifact had a monumental impact, successively suppressing and killing Ancient Kings, turning them to ash with a single strike. What else could this be but imperial might? It was tantamount to declaring... that the Human Emperor was still alive!

"Ah..." The last shriek rang out as the Investiture of the Gods emitted a holy light, eradicating yet another Ancient King before finally stabilizing and hovering in the void. All the ancient tribes were terrified, an overwhelming dread surging from the depths of their hearts, making it almost impossible to breathe! Emperor Wu Shi's artifact hung there like an immortal deity, casting its light upon the Jade Lake, even making the black Sky-Connecting Platform glisten. The Ancient Kings of the archaic tribes were all forced to their knees. What could possibly stand against it now?

The human cultivators were all shouting, their suppressed anger and humiliation transforming into roars that erupted from their bodies and soared into the sky.

On the Sky-Connecting Platform, only the White-Clothed Divine King stood alone; only he remained upright. All other Ancient Kings were utterly immobile, forever kneeling and unable to rise.

"Our ancestors' hopes, the prosperity of our race—the Great Emperor already achieved all this. By what right do you insult humanity?" the Divine King Jiang roared, holding a dazzling Divine King Sword, facing the kings who knelt on the ground. The Investiture of the Gods hung in the air, gleaming brilliantly, casting down threads of divine power, transforming the place into a divine pure land.

"Uncontrollable, unable to rise, just like when we went to meet the Battle Saint Emperor back then—this is the power of an Emperor!" An Ancient King of terrifying age was drenched in sweat, unable to even twitch a finger. "Past glory does not guarantee eternal splendor. Even if there are ten thousand races, so what? If you want to fight, then fight! The revived Human Emperor is watching over us; we only need to move forward!" The Divine King Jiang's words were stirring and resounding. After speaking, he performed a grand ceremony of worship to the Investiture of the Gods, proclaiming Emperor Wu Shi's eternal immortality.

In the distance, human cultivators' blood boiled; their pent-up frustrations erupted, leaving them all excited and exhilarated. As for the ancient tribes, each face turned ashen. What a blow this was! What had happened today was too terrifying, surpassing everyone's expectations.

"Boom!" The Investiture of the Gods seemed to respond to the White-Clothed Divine King's words, shaking violently, its light piercing through the nine heavens and illuminating tens of thousands of miles, as if a Great Emperor was nodding, rumbling in motion. Divine might shook the world! This was a powerful deterrent!

In the distance, Ye Fan's heart surged with emotion. He had pondered this move of the Investiture of the Gods countless times, but had been unable to act on it. Now, the White-Clothed Divine King and others had implemented it—something he couldn't have achieved himself. This was a grand scheme.

"How could this be?" The kings kneeling on the Sky-Connecting Platform broke into cold sweat, unable to comprehend, their hearts growing cold, a chill running through them.

"Why... another unforeseen change? The Fallen King died, and the White-Clothed Divine King survived." Among the crowd, the Emperor's Son gritted his teeth, secretly conversing with Yuangu. He was furious with hatred; this was the third time he had been publicly humiliated. "I think..." He was about to say more. However, Yuangu quickly stopped him, saying, "Emperor's Son, you'd better not say anything." The Emperor's Son's expression changed at once. Although changes always occurred just as success was near, being so bluntly stopped and told not to speak was a great loss of face. Yuangu said, "Don't misunderstand, I just think that although you are naturally blessed with great fortune, you seem to be under a curse lately. Never make vows, or you might always fall short at the very peak." The Emperor's Son's face changed again. "I understand. A crucial enemy has appeared, vying with me for the opportunity to prove the Dao, and that's why these variables arise." The Undying Emperor was learned in the ways of heaven and man, his magical power surpassed that of deities, and he created a Daoist lineage akin to an immortal scripture, which included techniques for defying fate and altering destiny. It was for this reason that the Emperor's Son felt fear in his heart, sensing something. Several times he had foreseen an outcome, only for it to be changed by someone else.

"If you kill us, ancient imperial weapons will descend and destroy the Jade Lake..." On the Sky-Connecting Platform, an Ancient King spoke with difficulty, drenched in sweat, revealing this truth. "Puff!" The Investiture of the Gods pressed down, and he instantly transformed into a bloody mist, dissipating between heaven and earth, erased forever. "The divine might of an ancient Great Emperor cannot be questioned by anyone!" Seeing this scene, all human cultivators cried out to the heavens, voluntarily kowtowing to the divine list, and the place erupted in fervor.

"Ancestor Kings are continuously falling, and the aura of an ancient Great Emperor is emerging. Is the Jade Lake truly so audacious as to deploy the Immortal Tear Green Gold Pagoda?" In a majestic ancient mountain range, an Ancient King let out a low growl, looking towards the Jade Lake with terrifying light in his eyes. "Point the ancient imperial weapon at the Jade Lake and press it down!" An aged Ancestor King let out a terrifying demonic sound, as if opening the gates of hell. At the same time, in another magnificent ancient peak, someone issued a similar command, and a terrifying ancient imperial divine might surged into the nine heavens, pressing towards the Jade Lake.

"Rumble..." Heaven and earth raged, the entire Northern Region seemed on the verge of collapse. All powerful cultivators were terrified, gazing at the void, their souls trembling. On this day, the countless beings in the Northern Region trembled with fear, living in dread, as ancient imperial weapons revived, striking extreme terror into everyone's hearts. A tsunami-like sound surged towards the Jade Lake, like a starfield collapsing, shaking, and then plummeting. Extreme Dao Imperial Weapons were descending, boundless power boiling!

"An ancient Great Emperor's artifact is here, a wisp of divine thought has entered the Jade Lake—do you dare to profane it?!" the White-Clothed Divine King roared, his voice echoing in all directions. "Boom!" At the same time, a divine furnace, crimson as blood, burst forth from within Divine King Jiang. Divine phoenixes chimed, red mists were intoxicating, and immortal radiance steamed forth. The Everlasting Furnace! He carried Emperor Hengyu's weapon on him. Simultaneously, the West Emperor Pagoda of the Jade Lake erupted with a sky-piercing green light, breaking free from its small world, hovering in the firmament, and cascading down ten thousand threads of radiance. "Boom!" In another direction, an ancient mirror shot into the sky, illuminating all realms through eternity, as if to re-create heaven and earth! The Ji Family's Void Great Emperor's weapon also appeared; this ancient mirror stabilized the nine heavens and ten earths, the past, present, and future. Three Extreme Dao Imperial Weapons moved in unison, appearing above the Jade Lake, confronting the two ancient imperial weapons in the distance, unleashing world-destroying power.

At this moment, the Investiture of the Gods glowed, illuminating the entire Sky-Connecting Platform. Human cultivators felt no oppression and were all able to stand.

"Human race, are you provoking us? Using Extreme Dao Imperial Weapons to kill Ancestor Kings! Do you know that once ancient imperial weapons appear, you will face a catastrophe that will wipe out your race, and no one will be able to stop it!" From the horizon came a roar, incomparably majestic.

"It is you who fail to discern the situation! Know that Emperor Wu Shi has manifested, and the Investiture of the Gods has appeared. You are destroying yourselves!" the White-Clothed Divine King shouted, standing beside the Everlasting Furnace. "What?! Impossible! How is Wu Shi still alive?!" "How can this be? Wu Shi should have passed away eighty thousand years ago!" Shocked cries came from the distant sky; they were unaware of what had just happened in the Jade Lake, filled with doubt and immense shock.

"Are you questioning the majesty of the Human Emperor?" the White-Clothed Divine King roared. "We..." Before they could say anything, a dazzling holy light burst forth from within the Jade Lake, tearing through the sky. "What?! Daring to attack an ancient imperial weapon?!" The weapon controllers were stunned, desperately urging their weapons. At the end of the majestic mountain ranges, the two great imperial clans were also shaken, watching nervously. "Ah..." The Investiture of the Gods flashed past, and only screams were heard, along with a terrifying surge of divine power. Then, with a flash of light, the divine list changed direction, rushing towards another location, followed by another series of startled cries. Those controlling the ancient imperial weapon died tragically, suppressed into ash. "Emperor Wu Shi's decree has appeared; the world submits! Who dares profane it?!" A thunderous roar, accompanied by the rumbling of the Heavenly Dao, auspicious light inundated the land, echoing throughout the Northern Region. All ten thousand races were startled, and at this moment, everyone knelt down.