Chapter 223: with translation of chapter title

Wushi Great Emperor, sweeping across an era, suppressing the azure void above and the nine netherworlds below; in his age, all sources of turmoil lay dormant.

He was mighty and unrivaled, overwhelming the present age, the six directions and eight wildernesses, the vast cosmos; no tribe failed to submit! All spirits of heaven and earth knew his name—he was a supreme great emperor, the very synonym of invincibility!

"You……"

Upon hearing the two words "Wushi", the Golden Crow tribe and others all trembled, fearful and anxious, their legs nearly giving out.

Even if they were reincarnations of the Golden Crow tribe, they would dare not show the slightest disrespect to Wushi Great Emperor, let alone them! "You dare plot to exterminate the Holy Emperor's bloodline—do you know your crime?"

Yang Zhu's eyes were like cold lightning, his black hair flowing like a waterfall, each strand crystal clear and translucent, faintly glowing; even facing a Great Saint, he felt no fear.

His calmness naturally came from his own trump cards; his questioning tone stemmed from his status as an Imperial Son, requiring him to bow to none.

Beneath the Great Emperor, even a Quasi-Emperor must submit before him, respectfully addressing him as "Imperial Son".

Even if the Great Emperor were alive, if he were unwilling, none could compel him.

For, at the end of the Immortal Path, who is the peak? Upon seeing Wushi, the Dao turns to emptiness!

"……"

Deep within the Golden Crow's ancestral land, silence persisted for a long time, with not a sound transmitted.

The higher their cultivation, the clearer they understood what the two words "Great Emperor" meant—pressing down on all ages, unfathomable in the slightest.

Even a Quasi-Emperor lacks the qualification to audience the Great Emperor; one can imagine how weighty those two words are.

"Although you are an Imperial Son, with your current strength, you are still insufficient to overturn my clan, right?"

After a long while, that voice sounded again, merely now tinged with greater reverence; even as a Great Saint, one dared not show the slightest disrespect to Wushi Imperial Son.

"It seems you truly intend to exterminate the Holy Emperor's bloodline."

"Now Yang Zhu's cultivation is at Immortal Second Stage, indeed insufficient to slay the Old Golden Crow, but……"

"Tianshu."

As the words fell, the void trembled; countless Dao patterns emerged, filling the void, emitting a special fluctuation.

"I am here."

From the void came a respectful reply, soft yet unusually firm; thereafter a middle-aged man stepped forward.

In an instant, heaven and earth stirred; a towering holy might surged like a tide in all directions, an extreme terrifying aura permeating, making hearts tremble! "Ancient Holy Person!"

Li Tian gasped, shocked to the extreme; moreover, the middle-aged man before him seemed far stronger than an ordinary Ancient Holy Person.

"Not a single one left."

Yang Zhu's eyes shone brighter than the Milky Way; as he spoke, imperial might suffused, and his Golden War Spear shot forth from his body, hovering before Gu Tianshu.

"Tianshu receives the order."

Gu Tianshu fondled this Immortal War Spear, his heart likewise stirred; having just reached Saint cultivation, he entered Purple Mountain and waited there for tens of thousands of years.

Though he could raise his head to gaze upon the Wushi Bell, he could not elicit the slightest reaction; now it was his first time controlling an Extreme Dao Imperial Weapon! "The Imperial Son issues a decree, commanding me to exterminate you."

Gu Tianshu gripped the Immortal War Spear, pouring into it divine power vaster than the Milky Way.

Instantly, Wushi's imperial might burst forth, rending heaven and earth, light piercing the firmament; the Dao within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles roared.

He took a step forward; terrifying pressure exploded, and the Golden Crow's Third Prince and his entourage, unable to utter a sound, exploded into blood mist.

"Puff puff puff……"

At the same time, muffled booms echoed from the ancestral land; countless Golden Crow tribespeople, under that pressure, none spared, instantly turned to blood mist. Throughout the Golden Crow clan, a bloody stench pervaded, save for the Old Golden Crow alone, the rest were all executed.

Such is the power of a top-tier Great Saint—with a single move, even a Saint arriving could be annihilated in an instant!

"Boom!"

Gu Tianshu moved, vanishing in a step from his spot, he slaughtered his way into the Golden Crow's ancestral land.

Thereafter, terrifying fluctuations swept wildly, shattering the void, sinking tens of thousands of miles of land, even erasing the traces of the Dao!

"The aura of an ancient Great Emperor! What is happening?"

"An Ancient Holy Person is clashing, seemingly in the direction of the Golden Crow tribe—what exactly occurred?"

A throbbing aura spread; all strong ones near the Golden Crow's habitat trembled with fear, terror reaching its peak.

People had no time to think, nor any hesitation, turning and fleeing madly, daring not to linger even a moment.

Such fluctuation is that of the supreme victor of Immortal Third Stage, Slaying the Dao; even a trace of it will be instantly obliterated.

After merely two or three exchanges, all movement stilled; a divine light sliced across ten thousand miles, the Old Golden Crow's corpse pierced by the Immortal War Spear, pinned before Yang Zhu.

Both Great Saints, one at the righteous peak, the other nearing the end of his lifespan; moreover, Gu Tianshu wielded a flawless Extreme Dao Imperial Weapon, so the outcome of this battle was long decided, without suspense.

"Boom!"

The Golden War Spear returned to Gu Tianshu's hand, unleashing a wave of Extreme Dao might; aside from that divine tree, everything within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles was instantly flattened, ceasing to exist.

"You who dare strike at the last bloodline of the Human Emperor should know today's fate."

Yang Zhu's eyes showed no ripple; the next moment, the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Pot shot forth, swallowing black light, sucking in the Old Golden Crow's corpse, which was quickly refined into nothingness.

He glanced at the Golden Crow tribe's divine tree, nodded in satisfaction, then with the Extreme Dao Imperial Weapon severed its imprint and stored it within his body.

"I said before, no one can treat you as they once did."

Yang Zhu gently stroked Tongtong's head, speaking softly.

"Uncle Jiang, Elder Brother has avenged us; you may rest now……"

The boy's clear eyes were at this moment wetted by water mist.

After those experiences, he became ever stronger, having grown much; yet now that his great vengeance is fulfilled, he still cannot help but choke up.

"Study these few words well; they may benefit you greatly."

Having taken back the Golden War Spear and Heaven-Swallowing Demon Pot, Yang Zhu duplicated the Nine-Character True Words of the Solar Holy Emperor and transmitted them to Gu Tianshu.

Having reached that level, treasures and such spiritual objects are of little use to them; to break through further, they must rely on continual insight.

"Many thanks, Imperial Son; Tianshu takes his leave."

With just a glance, Gu Tianshu could faintly perceive the supreme profundity within; greatly astonished, he performed a respectful salute, retreated a few steps, and then vanished from the spot.

"Not... two... two imperial weapons?!"

Li Tianren was stunned; he had thought that one imperial weapon was already enough to defy heaven, never expecting Yang Zhu to actually possess two!

Looks like the big black dog's earlier boast that, at worst, he'd blast Zi Wei to smithereens wasn't empty talk! 'There's still a lot you don't know!'

The wicked Daoist patted Li Tianren on the shoulder and smiled meaningfully.

Just two imperial weapons already shocked him like this; if you told him Yang Zhu could also control the remaining three, wouldn't that scare him to death?

(End of chapter)