Chapter 180

Two palms clashed, heaven and earth roared, terror reached its peak, and after a deafening earth-shaking boom, it utterly exploded.

Boom! The Void Divine Source split, spewing dark light, even the traces of the Dao were worn away, terror beyond compare, nothing could stop it.

The Void Great Emperor's body trembled, actually retreating five steps; even though his face was concealed, one could still feel the shock on his face.

He stared blankly for a moment, as if lost in thought, as if reminiscing, gazing at the man before him from afar; for a moment, he seemed to have human emotions.

"The Void Great Emperor's lifelong conquests, his creations ancient and modern, are truly extraordinary."

A strike fell, and Yang Zhu's body also stepped back a step, sighing that the Void Great Emperor truly deserved his reputation as a peerless hero.

The Beginningless Scripture was created by the Beginningless Great Emperor; only a Sacred Body Dao Embryo can cultivate it, equivalent to being tailor-made, its might already beyond description as shocking the world.

The Void Great Emperor moved again; this time he raised his arm, hoisting a Void Divine Stele, upon which Void Dao patterns emerged, smashing down like a mountain.

Yang Zhu was peerlessly brave, striding forward, his holy blood burning within, his fighting spirit reaching up to the nine heavens and down to the nine netherworlds, like a war god reborn.

The Sacred Body Dao Embryo's flesh is unmatched; relying on its invincible body, it can pierce heaven and earth, slay all powerful foes, until none dare claim supremacy!

One punch blasted out, all directions stirred; in an instant, all heavenly and earthly Dao patterns emerged, gathered and that calculated crystal-clear fist, bearing myriad Dao, smashing down.

"Crack... boom!"

A punch fell, the Void Divine Stele was struck and stalled, cracks covered it densely; Yang Zhu raised his arm and struck another palm, the stele could no longer hold, and with a bang it exploded!

Yang Zhu stepped on the Walking Character Secret, his speed reaching the extreme, instantly arriving before the Void Great Emperor, and punched his chest.

"Bang!"

With a dull thud, the Void Great Emperor was blown back over a hundred zhang, his chest heaving violently, actually being split open by the blow.

Yang Zhu is not Ye Fan; he must fight to the brink of despair to succeed.

He is an emperor's son, a Sacred Body Dao Embryo; even facing a great emperor of the same realm, he can suppress and kill within a few moves.

This is a fearless confidence, and moreover an unshakable Dao heart!

Yang Zhu continued to launch a fierce offensive, locked in combat with the Void Great Emperor, each time attacking with his full strength, holding nothing back.

Every time they clashed, they used world-shattering killing moves; various secret arts and Shen Gong were fully displayed, spectacular beyond compare, shattering heaven and earth, shattering the Void, leaving nothing intact.

The other two great emperors did not act; otherwise, to them it would be a disgrace, for each possesses his own invincible belief.

Yang Zhu and the Void Great Emperor unleashed killing moves without cease; the starry sky fell and was drawn in, the shining stars among them all blown apart by them, hard to imagine how terrifying.

After several dozen rounds, Yang Zhu, using forbidden means, summoned the Order Divine Chain, sealing and binding the Void Great Emperor, whose body was cracked all over from the beating.

Thereafter his blood boiled, divine power surged like a sea, tearing him into two halves.

He stood between heaven and earth, his black robe fluttering, his inner divine power abundant like a sea, vast and boundless, endless, as if it would never run dry.

"None before, none after; upon the emergence of the Beginningless Emperor's Son, this age shall surely be suppressed……"

Gai Jiuyou, once resembling a sickly figure, now straightened his chest, his eyes bright and spirited, exceptionally clear and excited.

Now the myriad clans of the primordial era are about to emerge; humanity was originally in peril, but the moment he confirmed Yang Zhu's identity as the Emperor's Son, he felt as if a great burden had been lifted.

He knew that the Beginningless Great Emperor had left a backup, sealing the Emperor's Son in this lifetime, precisely to suppress all chaos in the world; once he successfully proves the Dao, it will be another "Beginningless Great Emperor"! Then an era similar to that of the Beginningless Great Emperor will arrive; even life's forbidden zones would not dare to stir unrest, all would have to flee or lie low. After slashing away the Void Great Emperor's mark, Yang Zhu immediately attacked another, his strike being a world-shattering killing move and the Nine Secrets, holding nothing back.

Next came another world-shaking great battle, darkening sky and earth, shocking heaven and moving earth.

Although the opponent was an ancient great emperor, Yang Zhu was too strong; not only was he top-tier in every aspect, he also possessed seven of the Nine Secrets.

He is invincible among peers; even if an ancient great emperor were to reappear, he could not be resisted!

After a dozen or so rounds, the opponent was also slain by him.

"Is this the Chaos Ancient Great Emperor?"

Upon facing the third person, Yang Zhu sensed a familiar feeling from him, slightly surprised.

Speaking of which, he could be considered a legendary figure.

Other great emperors were invincible among their peers in youth, but he is an oddity among them, his life fraught with hardship, a continual string of defeats, many times disheartened, his will worn down.

Yet he had great fortune, first obtaining part of the Ruthless Person's cultivation scriptures, then gaining part of the Void Great Emperor's secret teachings.

Later, after a hundred defeats, a demonic embryo was born; breaking out of its cocoon and reborn, the demonic embryo matured, he defeated all former opponents alone, and ascended to the supreme peak.

His life was full of legend; although the road ahead was rugged, he still proudly stood atop the nine heavens, becoming a generation's great emperor, no one daring to say he was weaker than anyone.

Yang Zhu and he engaged in a great battle, killing moves unceasing, all Nine Secrets unleashed; after a fierce struggle of several dozen rounds, he finally slew him.

(The latter two won't be written, otherwise they'd say I'm padding words.) After slaying the three great emperors, Yang Zhu's body cracked with sounds, his ninefold bone marrow refined to the extreme, perfectly perfect.

After the Nine Transformations into a Dragon, the layer of misty vapor inside his body was parted, revealing a magnificent Immortal Terrace.

The Immortal Terrace is the final secret realm of the human body, vastly different from the previous four secret realms; one could say there is an essential difference.

This secret realm is extremely arduous, hard to advance in; each step forward is equivalent to climbing a heavenly layer, and the difference in strength before and after is immeasurably vast.

To move from one heavenly layer to another is separated by a celestial chasm, as difficult as climbing to heaven; one can imagine how arduous it is to cultivate in the Immortal Terrace secret realm.

As cultivation progresses into the later stages, more often the increase in cultivation no longer relies on absorbing spiritual energy, but rather on comprehension.

At this point, a person's talent and Dao nature become especially important, determining how far one can go.

At this moment, Yang Zhu, having undergone the Nine Transformations into a Dragon, ascended to the Immortal Terrace in one fell swoop, completing his transcendence and metamorphosis!

Unlike others, on Yang Zhu's Immortal Terrace sit three figures in meditation, representing the past, present life, and future.

After entering the human body's final secret realm, Yang Zhu began cultivating the Dao of Time, practicing the three lifetimes together; his cultivation leapt forward by leaps and bounds, while ordinary people can only look up to him in awe.

The three small figures continuously chant the ancient scriptures, like a vast heavenly sound, and also like an ancient sacrificial cicada's chant; exquisite beyond compare, mysterious and solemn.

Their constant chanting keeps Yang Zhu's mind tranquil, holy and harmonious, continually providing him with divine power and enhancing his cultivation.

At that time, Yang Zhu can also hand over other Emperor's scriptures to them, such as the Indestructible Heavenly Skill, the Salvation Sutra, the Demon Emperor's Scripture, etc.; repeatedly chanting them on the Immortal Terrace will surely yield boundless gains.

Now that Yang Zhu has ascended the Immortal Terrace, he will no longer fear anyone; beneath a sage, a mere raise of his hand can suppress them, and even against a sage he has the strength to fight! (End of chapter)