Chapter 2055 : Divine Might Cannot Be Insulted

"With such power and talent, he could be considered unrivaled in this era. Even before the Severance of Heaven and Earth, the most supreme Earth Immortals of the lower realm would stand no chance against him."

"Yet with such strength alone, you can only rank beyond the hundredth place when measured against the 3,000 epochs."

At this point, the elder sighed once more, his gaze turning complex as he said, "With the 3 1000 epochs drawing to a close, the great calamity of this era approaches. If the Void Heaven Great Emperor cannot attain immortality, I fear he may fail to suppress this universe."

"Ah, what is the Epoch Tribulation?"

The young lady was slightly taken aback, a trace of bewilderment flickering across her expression.

"The Epoch Cataclysm is a tribulation of cosmic cycles."

The old man shook his head with a bitter smile before speaking, "This tribulation occurs once every million years. All living beings between heaven and earth must face it."

"Even a peerless Great Emperor, if unable to transcend the great heavenly tribulation, would ultimately wither into dried bones within the burial mound."

"The most terrifying thing was..."

The old man took a deep breath before speaking, "The Primordial Break Emperor has been cursed by the Great Dao, with a lifespan of no more than 1,000,000 years."

To survive, countless powerhouses throughout the ages have chosen to slumber in forbidden lands, clinging desperately to life.

"Whenever an Epochal Cataclysm descends, it becomes their optimal moment to restore vital essence."

Hearing this, the young maiden couldn't help but draw a sharp breath.

She panicked and couldn't help but say, "Old man, what should we do now?"

"Maybe we should make a run for it."

The old man chuckled softly, patting the young girl's head. A trace of solemnity flickered in his eyes as he spoke, "It matters not. I shall intervene."

"Don't you dare strike."

The girl rolled her eyes and couldn’t help but retort, “Our little run-down sect barely has a dozen or so members—hardly worth the notice of those people. You’d be better off not going up there to throw your life away.”

As the 2 were speaking, the Void Heaven Emperor had already charged into the forbidden grounds of the Immortal Ruins.

In an instant, a heaven-disrupting, earth-shaking aura bloomed from the depths of the vast cosmos.

The heavens and earth swayed, the star rivers reversed their course, and the boundless cosmos trembled violently. Countless streams of stellar essence surged forth, converging upon the forbidden lands of the Immortal Ruins.

"Ah—"

The Void Celestial Emperor roared in fury, 30-6 divine treasures merging as 1 around his form, erupting with an eternal radiance that devoured the heavens.

"He's about to break through."

The hunched old man murmured with an extremely grave expression, "Those who have broken through extremes possess even lower success rates when offering sacrifices to me."

Should he fail, his very soul would scatter to the winds, never to be whole again.

Boom—

At this critical moment, overwhelming auras surged forth 1 after another.

The stooped elder furrowed his brow slightly, only to discover a golden sacred sun rising from the depths of the void, conjuring a pagoda to suppress the Celestial Emperor of the Void.

A great roc also spread its wings, soaring forth with the Annihilating Heaven's Blade to strike with devastating force.

Sunsovereign Emperor, Golden-Winged Roc Sovereign, Heaven-Rending Ancient Emperor.

Watching 1 supreme expert after another make their move, the stooped elder furrowed his brow slightly. Just as he prepared to intervene, he instantly dismissed the thought.

In the blink of an eye, the Heaven-Sovereign’s soaring aura abruptly condensed. Mounted upon a Void-Ancient Sword, he soared through the skies and lunged into battle, instantly clashing with 3 other Sovereigns in a cataclysmic confrontation.

In the blink of an eye, 3 Great Emperors were sent flying through sprays of blood, having clearly suffered a devastating defeat.

The hunchbacked elder revealed a look of surprise and couldn't help but remark, "A Dao Embryo breaking through limits—it seems I've still underestimated him."

Saying this, the stooped old man ceased his attacks, revealing a faint smile.

But within the ethereal Emperor's indestructible form erupted an everlasting, undying radiance, emanating dao marks of eternal immortality.

Void Dao Embryo.

The 3 Great Emperors were defeated with a single move, their faces revealing unparalleled astonishment.

They gazed at Emperor Xutian, unable to contain their astonishment as they exclaimed, "You've actually cultivated to the 5 Extremes Realm! To think such a prodigy would emerge in this epoch."

Emperor Void Heaven remained utterly composed, his expression frosty as he spoke, "Saint Sol, Golden Wing, Skyrend—at last, I've lured you out."

"However, I suspect there are more than just the few of you here."

"You guessed correctly."

At that very moment, several icy voices once again echoed from the void.

Dozens of peerless experts descended 1 after another, each having once dominated an entire epoch.

At that moment, several dozen Great Emperors surrounded Great Emperor Xutian. Saint Sun Great Emperor (Person Name) spoke coldly, "To have cultivated 5 Forbidden Foundations (Cultivation Term), your talent could rank within the top 10 across 3 1000 epochs."

"No wonder the celestial immortals of the Upper Realm decreed that we must eradicate you."

"Someone from the Upper Realm?"

Emperor Xutian’s expression turned icy as he spoke with growing frostiness, “Those mediocre fools who curse our path to immortality?”

"Insolence!"

The Golden-Winged Roc Emperor spoke, his face contorted with fury. "Those who severed the path of our Sacrificial Dao are supreme powerhouses from the upper realm—each 1 an invincible existence dominating the vast Chaotic Sea."

"Let alone you mere practitioners of the Sacrificial Path, even this magnificent cosmos is but a speck of dust in Their eyes—how could it possibly warrant Their apprehension?"

"The ones who issued the orders this time were merely a few Celestial Immortals from the Upper Realm."

Emperor Void Heaven's expression turned slightly frosty as he sneered coldly, "If you truly harbor no fear, why would you obstruct the path of cultivating my Sacrificial Dao?"

"If my guess is correct, the so-called supreme expert who intervened to sever the Path of Sacrificial Ascension must be fearing something, isn't he?"

"You—"

The Golden-Winged Roc Emperor was enraged and wanted to speak further, but was cut off by the Solar Sovereign.

With a cold sneer, he spoke, his murderous aura radiating in all directions: "Enough talk. Today, I shall sever his head and end his path to enlightenment in this realm."

"Then let us do battle!"

The Void Celestial Emperor roared in fury, mounting an ancient sword that soared into the skies. With a metallic shriek that pierced the heavens, he descended in a devastating slash, unleashing a battle of unparalleled grandeur that would echo through the ages.

He stood alone against dozens of forbidden realm experts, yet the scale of his triumph was truly horrifying.

1 after another, Taboo-level experts fell, their heads ruthlessly severed by Emperor Xutian.

"What a stunning junior. This old man has misjudged again—it turns out he has cultivated the Indestructible Extreme, making him 1 of the 6 Extreme foundations."

The hunched elder spoke, a tinge of emotion coloring his expression as he said.

The young lady rolled her eyes and couldn't resist retorting, "You've grown old, your vision's grown dim."

"Hey, I'll beat you to death, you unfilial descendant!"

The hunchbacked elder masked his embarrassment and immediately feigned an attack.

The young girl hastily fled, sticking out her tongue at him before she left.

But in that very instant, the old Taoist's expression shifted slightly. He lifted his head to gaze deep into the forbidden grounds of the Immortal Ruins, his face revealing an expression of utmost solemnity.

Boom—

A deafening roar echoed through the vast expanse of the primordial cosmos as an indescribable fissure tore open at the very heart of the universe.

Immediately thereafter, from beyond that gate emerged 7 indescribable existences.

Those beings were enveloped by boundless immortal qi, their forms shimmering with infinite innate Dao principles. Each wisp of aura they emanated threatened to annihilate this very cosmos.

Celestial Immortal Great Master.

The stooped old man slowly spoke, his face revealing an expression of extreme apprehension.

Without the slightest hesitation, he instantly arrived at the center of the cosmos, standing shoulder to shoulder with Emperor Xutian.

At almost the same moment, over a dozen figures appeared 1 after another—each 1 a being who had shattered the 5 Extremes.

Among them, the 4 leaders had even stepped into the 6 Extremes Realm, cultivating their 6 Extremes foundations to an indescribable level.

The 4 individuals were Emperor Xutian, Ancient Emperor Xinghe, Emperor Zhenyu, and Empress Taixuan.

"Greetings, fellow cultivators."

Emperor Xutian exchanged courtesies with the assembly, clearly recognizing the trio's identities. That stooped elder was none other than the Astral River Ancient Emperor, 1 of the 4 Supreme Powers.

These individuals were all formidable powerhouses from ancient times, who had relied on their profound foundations to forcibly withstand the erosion of the curse, thus surviving from the immeasurable past all the way to the present day.

"Denizens of the immortal realm, do you intend to meddle in mortal affairs?"

Witnessing the descent of the 7 Celestial Immortals, Emperor Xutian’s expression grew profoundly solemn.

Among the 7 Celestial Immortals, the leader possessed a pair of golden wings, clearly an ultimate powerhouse from the lineage of the Golden-Winged Great Peng.

He gazed calmly at the assembly, a cold sneer finally curling his lips. "A swarm of ants, yet you've cultivated to rival a Taiyi Immortal without achieving true immortality."

"Such profound foundations truly signify extraordinary potential."

"Alas, you are all destined to become offerings upon my path, and none shall remain."

As the words fell, the Golden-Winged Roc Celestial Immortal made his move, wielding the primordial divine weapon as he struck towards the crowd.

A group of powerful experts fought desperately, only to discover that the chasm between Immortals and mortals was nearly insurmountable. Even when unleashing their full strength, they found themselves almost completely defenseless against the onslaught.

At this very moment of life and death, a crack that could sunder the heavens tore through the void.

A woman of unparalleled elegance soared into the sky. With a flick of her sleeve, she struck down a palm strike that halted 7 Celestial Immortals.

I pay my respects to the Celestial Maiden.

The instant the emperors saw the woman appear, their faces lit up with ecstasy.

Yet, the peerless woman shook her head, her expression growing solemn.

"Eldrin, it is indeed you."

The moment they laid eyes on the peerless Celestial Maiden, the 7 Heavenly Immortals felt not a trace of alarm, but rather surged with exhilaration.

Ye Yinghui let out a soft sigh before speaking, "Even after I fell into the primordial chaos and fled to this remote corner of the cosmos, you still refuse to let me be?"

The leading Golden-Winged Celestial Immortal let out a cold laugh and declared, "All the Great Emperors have joined forces to suppress the Path of Self-Sacrifice, severing its road to immortality. This is an unalterable decree of the Dao."

"As a disciple of the Divine Monarch, you dare defy the heavenly decree and create the Sacrificial Ascension Beyond Limits technique? Truly, you seek your own demise."

"By order, we have come to apprehend you and bring you to justice."

It turned out that long before Ye Xuhui fell into the Curse of Eternal Cycles, he had already perfected the Path of Self-Sacrifice through countless reincarnations.

When she later regained consciousness, the Path of Self-Sacrifice was afflicted by a curse. Thus, to attain immortality and enlightenment, she continuously shattered the horizontal limits of the Path of Self-Sacrifice, ultimately uncovering the 6 mortal realm limits of the Path of Self-Sacrifice.

After hundreds more cosmic calamities of refinement, she finally created the 6 Extremes Method capable of shattering all limits.

Until dozens of kalpas ago, she fell into this universe and finally found a stable environment.

In this realm, she disseminated the cultivation method she had created, and with the contributions of geniuses across the ages of this universe, finally refined the Path of Self-Offering to its current state.

"Alas—"

Seeing the 7 Celestial Immortals radiating murderous intent, Ye Yinghui let out a faint sigh and ceased further words. Yet, his pupils ignited with overwhelming killing intent.

In an instant, she soared through the skies astride the Primordial Ancient Sword, her ultimate path of slaughter annihilating all things—a sight that sent chills down the spines of these Celestial Immortal powerhouses.

However, after just tens of thousands of exchanges, the celestial immortals were already in full retreat, clearly no match for Ye Yinghui (Person Name).

"So formidable, truly worthy of the 1 once hailed as the unrivaled master of the ancient immortal realm—Eldrin (Person Name)."

Seeing they were no match, the 7 Celestial Immortals took a deep breath and immediately sent out messages to call for reinforcements.

In the mere blink of an eye, several dozen Celestial Immortals descended to the mortal realm, charging into this very cosmos.

Seeing this, Ye Yinghui revealed a hint of helplessness.

Though her combat prowess could be called peerless, having stepped into the realm where she could battle Celestial Immortals, she ultimately could not completely dominate this domain.

At this moment, faced with the descent of tens of thousands of Celestial Immortals—including numerous late-stage Celestial Immortals—a resolute gleam finally ignited in her eyes.

Sacrifice me!

Ye Yinghui's eyes blazed with resolve. In that instant, 1 100 and 8 immortal treasures began rising and falling like tides behind him, as if he were preparing to sacrifice his supreme foundation itself.

But at the same time, from the very source of the Endless Great Dao, a terrifying curse force surged forth, seeking to completely sever Ye Yinghui's path of Sacrificing Oneself.

But at that very moment, an invisible force enveloped Ye Yinghui in protection as a voice resonated through the air.

"Go ahead and break through. I shall bear your karmic retribution for you."

Master.

Ye Yinghui’s thoughts surged, and in an instant, he began channeling all his strength to break through to the Sacrificial Self Realm.

At the same time, endless chaotic thunderbolts descended, striking Ye Yinghui's body yet failing to inflict even a trace of harm. Instead, they seemed to be tempering her very foundation.

No 1 knew how much time had passed when Ye Yinghui suddenly achieved a breakthrough, seamlessly integrating all his foundations into a single invincible True Self body.

"Since I've broken through, I shall eradicate them all."

Ye Yinghui opened his eyes to find a voice echoing in his ears, followed by a surge of overwhelming Dao authority flooding into his body.

In an instant, Ye Yinghui soared into the air, riding upon an ancient sword to sever the primordial chaos. In a flash, he annihilated a Celestial Immortal, suppressing their demise high above the ethereal heavens.

Dozens of Celestial Immortals—mighty cultivators of unparalleled power—were instantly reduced to ashes under the overwhelming authority of this supreme Dao.

"Pfft—"

Meanwhile, within the Heavenly Court of the Demonic Tribe, several peerless Great Emperors suddenly fell in succession, their blood staining the halls.

In the very moment Ye Xuanhui achieved his breakthrough, Eldrin seized the backlash energy, combined it with the authority of his Self-Sacrificial Dao, and redirected the curse against the 9 great emperors.

In that instant, the several Great Emperors who had cast the curse were severely wounded. Even the Vermilion Bird Paragon had a trickle of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, his expression revealing a trace of shock.

"He has returned."

The Vermilion Bird Sub-Sage murmured inwardly, a trace of astonishment flashing across his expression.

In that very instant, the grand hall's doors burst open as a Primordial Emperor rushed in, face pale with terror, and cried out in panic, "He's back! Has he returned to slaughter us all?"

"Hmph—"

The Vermilion Bird Sub-Sage let out a cold snort before speaking, "Merely a newly-advanced Sub-Sage. What difference could their return possibly make?"

"Our Demon Court of Heaven has always been the strongest Heavenly Court across the 3 1000 Immortal Domains."

"No." The Chaos Origin Emperor's face paled with terror, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "The Abyssal Reverie Emperor has returned with over a dozen supreme rulers in his wake."

"The Divine Clan and the Human Celestial Court have already launched their counteroffensive. Even our Demon Tribe’s Zhou Tian Stars and the great Imperial Courts are under siege."

"What?"

Vermilion Bird Sublime Sage’s expression shifted slightly. He immediately strode out of the great hall, only to behold over a dozen overwhelmingly powerful auras emerging from the depths of the vast primordial chaos.

At the same time, Eldrin traversed through the chaos and descended upon the Abyssal Dao Realm with lightning speed. He commanded his elite forces to encircle the entire domain.

The Abyssal Dao Domain was completely encircled by the 4 great Imperial Courts. Over these years, 7 or 8 Chaos Immortal Emperors—including the Mysterious Dark Emperor, the Golden Spirit Emperor, and the Golden-Winged Roc Clan—had been relentlessly shrinking the domain's spatial boundaries.

Yet they could never have imagined that the world would turn upside down overnight—a dozen or so supreme emperors had surrounded their sanctum.

Golden-Winged Great Peng Clan, Youxuan Emperor, Jinling Emperor.

Gazing upon these Great Emperors, Eldrin's countenance remained placid as still water, a trace of frosty detachment surfacing in his expression.

The Netherdark Emperor stared fixedly at Eldrin, a trace of despair flashing in his eyes as he uttered, "How... how are you still alive?"

"Hmph—"

Eldrin let out a cold snort. With a mere turn of his palm, he suppressed and annihilated the Primordial Ape Emperor and the Nether Abyss Emperor, eradicating them completely from the very source of the Great Dao.

Eldrin could not even be bothered to lift a finger against the remaining Primal Chaos Emperors.

Sword Sovereign Emperor wielded the Xuantian Immortal-Slaying Sword, each strike cleaving through the void. Not a single blow was wasted—every swing felled a Primordial Chaos Emperor without need for a second cut.

After all those Chaos Origin Emperors had been completely eradicated, Lyra and the others finally let out a slow, relieved breath.

Over the years, with Eldrin's support, Lyra's cultivation had already reached the seventh level of the Primordial Chaos Emperor realm. She could have annihilated these people completely long ago.

Only because the human faction was weak, and to avoid exposing the news that Eldrin was still alive, she had no choice but to suppress her desire to take action.

Now that Eldrin had returned with overwhelming momentum, it finally allowed her to vent the pent-up resentment fiercely.

Husband.

All eyes turned to Eldrin, their gazes blazing with fighting spirit.

Eldrin (Person Name) gave a slight nod before declaring, "Today, we shall turn the very heavens and earth upside down with our slaughter."

As the words fell, Eldrin immediately steered the Ancient Emperor's Vessel, charging into the 3 1000 Immortal Domains with the others.

In this battle, the highest echelons of both the human and deity races, including the Great Abyss Immortal Sage, had long since reached a tacit understanding.

Before the demon race could even react, Eldrin had already charged into the Primordial Immortal Realm.

He immediately charged into the demonic celestial court of the 9 Heavens Above (Time & Distance), heading straight for the Sun Gold Tower that suppressed the Black Abyss Emperor.

"Young whelp of the Returning Abyss, how dare you act with such insolence!"

As Eldrin came charging forth, several Monster Emperor(Person Name) could no longer sit still.

The Golden-Winged Roc Great Emperor descended from the skies, riding upon a massive golden halberd as he charged toward Eldrin.

"To disrespect the Sage is to invite punishment!"

Eldrin’s gaze narrowed slightly. The boundless forms of the Great Dao intertwined, coalescing into a colossal hand that struck the Golden-Winged Great Peng Emperor across the face, sending him hurtling backward, blood spraying from his lips.

"Pfft—"

After that single palm strike, the heavens fell silent, all immortals and gods rendered speechless. Even the celestial soldiers and generals who had been blocking the demonic forces were now too terrified to intervene.

The other great emperors who had been preparing to strike all retreated several steps in horror.

The Golden-Winged Roc Great Emperor covered his burning red cheek, a look of utter disbelief flashing across his face, yet for the moment he dared not utter another word.

The dignity of a Sage cannot be insulted. To dare call a Quasi-Sage Dao Ancestor "brat"—even the Sun Celestial Emperor would declare this slap well-deserved.

"Hmph—"

Eldrin's gaze turned icy as 5 Soul-Slave Emperors tore through the skies with their war chariots, disregarding the Golden-Winged Roc Emperor entirely as they charged straight into the 9 Heavens Above.

The Golden-Winged Roc Great Emperor was merely a novice who had just stepped into the Emperor Realm. To the present-day Eldrin, he was nothing but an ant, unworthy of wasting his time.

The top priority now is to rescue the Black Abyss Emperor at all costs.

Chapter 1 The mountain peak pierced through the sea of clouds like a verdant sword, where a young man in blue robes sat cross-legged. His name was Lin Feng, a disciple of the Azure Mist Sect who had just broken through to the 3rd layer of Qi Refining. "Finally," he murmured, opening his eyes as they shimmered with faint spiritual light. "3 months of seclusion, and I've reached the 3rd layer. But this progress is still too slow." He stood up, brushing off the morning dew that had gathered on his robes. In his spatial ring were precisely 1,247 spirit stones - his entire savings from years of missions and allowances. It was barely enough to purchase a single Foundation Establishment Pill from the sect's treasure pavilion. Suddenly, a crimson messenger talisman streaked through the sky, landing precisely before him. The talisman dissolved into fiery characters that hung in the air: "All disciples report to the main hall immediately. The 100 Sects Competition begins in 10 days." Lin Feng's eyes narrowed. The 100 Sects Competition occurred only once every 100 years, gathering genius cultivators from across the realm. The top 100 contestants would receive unimaginable rewards - enough resources to advance several minor realms, perhaps even reach Foundation Establishment. "Countless geniuses will participate," he whispered to the wind. "But this might be my only chance." He recalled the legends of seniors who had gained enlightenment during such competitions, their cultivation soaring afterward. Some had even been taken as disciples by Golden Core masters from greater sects. With a determined expression, Lin Feng summoned his flying sword - the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss (Magic Treasure). The crimson blade hummed as it hovered before him, its surface flowing like liquid fire. "1 step at a time," he said, stepping onto the sword. "First, I need to master the Azure Wave Palm to perfection." As he soared toward the main hall, he noticed dozens of fellow disciples already gathering below. Most were at the 4th or 5th layer of Qi Refining, their auras noticeably stronger than his own. "Look, it's Lin Feng," someone sneered. "Still at the 3rd layer after all these years?" "20-some years of cultivation, and this is all he has to show for it?" Lin Feng ignored them, his mind already calculating. The competition would test not just cultivation level, but combat awareness, technique mastery, and mental fortitude. Though his realm was lower, his comprehension of the Azure Wave Palm had reached the Great Perfection stage. He landed gracefully at the main hall's entrance, where Elder Ming Zhen (Person Name) stood waiting. The elder's gaze swept over the assembled disciples, his voice booming across the courtyard. "The competition rules are simple: survive the Secret Realm for 7 days. The last 100 standing will be rewarded." His eyes seemed to pause on Lin Feng for a heartbeat. "Remember, in the world of cultivation, opportunities and dangers always coexist." Lin Feng clenched his fist. For thousands of years, the Azure Mist Sect had never produced a top-10 finisher. But today, that would change. He would either return with glory... or not return at all.