Chapter 1043

"Someone from the lower realm has ascended?"

Just then, someone tens of millions of miles away sensed violent spatial fluctuations.

"I never expected someone in this era could ascend to the upper realm."

The next moment, several streaks of light shot across the sky.

Zhang Taixuan looked up and saw several figures appear in the void, gazing down at the crowd.

"Are you the ascendants?"

The newcomers looked utterly bewildered.

There were far too many ascenders this time—thousands of them.

This scene truly terrified them.

They knew full well how tightly controlled the ascension passage was; even one person ascending required tremendous effort.

Thousands ascending? That was hellish difficulty.

"Are you the Ancient Emperor Qilin?"

Suddenly, a voice of surprise rang out.

Huoxuan looked over, his eyes narrowing: "Emperor Zun?"

"Hmph, before your ancestor attained the Dao, you once ordered the Immortal Cauldron to ambush him. Today, meeting you, I'll just subdue you."

Huoxuan's expression brightened; his arrogant aura surged as he stepped forward, pushing the Qilin Ancient Staff to its utmost, smashing it toward Emperor Zun.

"Bold indeed!" Emperor Zun, a man with a square face and solemn demeanor, roared in fury, "I'll see what skill a mere Ancient Emperor has to dare strike at me!"

As a heavenly尊 renowned through the ages who created one of the Nine Mysteries, he was naturally arrogant.

Though the Ancient Emperor Qilin was a divine beast with a powerful physique, he held him in contempt.

With a thought, a great cauldron spun above his head, myriad energies ebbing and flowing, pressing down upon the Ancient Emperor Qilin.

He had left the Immortal Cauldron in the mortal realm; naturally, he wouldn't fight empty-handed in the Lesser Immortal Realm—he had long since forged a supreme treasure for protection.

Now, this great cauldron was pushed to its peak, locked in battle with the Ancient Emperor Qilin.

"So they're enemies?"

Seeing the Ancient Emperor Qilin attack, the several Emperor figures who had appeared narrowed their eyes and turned toward the crowd.

Just as they were about to challenge, Lingxi's figure moved—and vanished from sight.

The next instant, a long blade slashed through the air, engulfing them all.

There were five of them; the Ancient Emperor Qilin had challenged Emperor Zun, leaving four.

Though weaker than Emperor Zun, these four were still ultimate-path experts, capable of dominating entire regions.

Seeing Lingxi face all four alone, they flew into rage.

"Bold indeed! A mere tiny Guangming Clan, lucky enough to produce one Emperor, dares to attack us?"

All four unleashed their ultimate techniques, engaging Lingxi in battle.

(jaf) Lingxi pushed the Feather Transformation and Ascension to Heaven Art to its peak; her magic power and divine abilities surged tenfold, each strike a world-shaking blow that left the four trembling.

"So that's the technique—no wonder they dared attack us."

On the other side, Emperor Zun was also suffering.

Since joining the Profound Heaven Sect, the Ancient Emperor Qilin's strength had long surpassed the Ancient Emperor level; Zhang Taixuan had taught him several combat arts, and now, even Emperor Zun found him difficult to handle.

"What do we do? Should we go help the Sect Master and Senior Brother?"

"We're too weak—how could we possibly go over?"

Disciples of the Profound Heaven Sect were all geniuses.

But only a thousand years had passed; most remained at the peak of Great Saint, with only a few reaching the pseudo-Emperor realm.

Such strength was more than enough to dominate the universe.

But facing an Emperor? They were just meat on the chopping block.

Zhang Taixuan smiled: "Don't worry. Let them train."

Hearing this, everyone calmed down.

With the Ancestor present, these so-called Emperors couldn't possibly stir up trouble.

Thus three days passed; Emperor Zun and the four Emperors exchanged glances, preparing to leave.

They had realized: whether Huoxuan or Lingxi, their strength was terrifyingly immense.

If they kept fighting, they might not lose.

But one person had yet to move.

They couldn't discern his realm or his strength.

Yet since Lingxi and Huoxuan showed him such reverence, his power must be even greater.

If they fought on, they feared they'd be left here dead.

"Boom!"

The next instant, the five unleashed their ultimate attacks, their forms shooting toward the heavens.

"Where do you think you're going!"

Zhang Taixuan's thought stirred; he swept his sleeve, and an irresistible suction surged forth, drawing in heaven and earth.

Emperor Zun and the others felt their vision darken, their spiritual sense stalling.

When they regained awareness, they found themselves in a dim place.

Upon closer sensing, they realized it was a vast dark prison—and upon careful observation, the prison's structure turned out to be silk.

"This is the Sleeve of Heaven and Earth!" Emperor Zun cried out, "We've been sealed by the Sleeve of Heaven and Earth!"

Hearing this, the four Emperors turned pale.

They had heard of the Sleeveless Universe, but considered it merely a spatial ability.

Regarding the Dao of Space, though not masters, they were far from weak.

They could also create abilities similar to the Sleeveless Universe.

But if used against an enemy, it would be unlikely to succeed.

Abilities like the Sleeveless Universe offered no decisive advantage to an Emperor and could not crush an enemy with a single strike.

But now, the situation had changed.

They sensed the spatial laws and found the laws within the sleeve terrifyingly resilient—no matter how hard they tried, they could not tear open even a single gap.