Chapter 292

"Boom!"

A golden great road unfurled, extending from this vision together with an unknown ancient star in the outer realm; Yang Zhu's aura rose like a long rainbow as he left this place.

This time his Saint Tribulation was mighty; likely the nearby ancient passes would also be affected.

So he chose to leave, heading for an ancient star that had once birthed an ancient emperor, where imperial Dao laws intertwined the void, effectively preventing overturn.

"Boom—!"

Just as Yang Zhu arrived, the tribulation could no longer be suppressed; a huge roar split the sky, and the chaotic tribulation struck down instantly!

The tribulation of myriad zhang covered heaven and earth, possessing a power to dissolve the Dao, boundlessly terrifying; an ordinary Saint would be turned to ash with a single strike.

"Pfft…"

Like a vast tide of laws overturning down, boundless and vast, Yang Zhu felt no fear, meeting it head-on with his Unparalleled Precious Body!

Yang Zhu's stance paused; as if after a heavy blow he retreated half a step, feeling his body go numb, a fine blood line shocking to behold…

"Boom—…"

The Five Elements Divine Thunder followed closely, containing the universe's most primal power; five-colored divine might surged heaven-high, engulfing the universe, capable of annihilating everything! "Boom!"

Golden immortal light shone upon the universe, as if from past, present, and future; the utmost yang and rigid golden lightning descended in myriad strands, flooding this place.

Immediately, a black thunder sea pressed down, flowing with a utmost yin and soft force, utterly opposite to the golden lightning, yet horribly abnormal.

The solar and lunar forces flowed, cleaving chaos, overturning heaven and earth; a temporal power flowed, the two combined and struck down…

Endless thunder light covered this place, boundless, its majestic pressure vast—even a Saint King arriving would fall if touched by a thread! Rumble…

Yang Zhu, immersed in the thunder sea, was drowned by myriad strands of lightning, each seeming to wield the power to exterminate myriad ages, carrying a heart‑pounding killing intent.

"Pfft…"

Although Yang Zhu possessed the Unparalleled Precious Body, terrifying blood marks now appeared; purple‑gold blood spattered, piercing the firmament and striking down the nine heavens.

He shed his black robe, meeting the tribulation with pure fleshly strength; after half a day his body was dyed red, near shattering…

Meanwhile, in the distance, several towering divine figures overlooked the splendid palaces indifferently, waiting for the tribulation to end before acting at once.

They would employ the most fearsome means to slay Yang Zhu!

If anyone else were here, they would surely be shocked; this tribulation is too terrifying, even a Saint King's tribulation might not be so fearsome! "Hum!"

Yang Zhu offered up the Hun Dun Chi and Chaos Heavenly Blade, placing himself in the thunder sea, hoping to use the Saint Tribulation to successfully forge them into peerless holy weapons!

"Thud… Bang…"

Both were forged from Immortal Gold, with various laws and orders interwoven, divine Dao patterns densely covering them, making it hard for thunder to shatter them.

Under the tribulation's refining light, their Dao patterns would dim slightly, but after only a moment those divine patterns would become ever brighter and more intricate!

"Hum…"

In the distance, the void split open a tunnel; an ancient great bell glided out silently, its aura restrained, hovering quietly.

(Wushi Bell: Hehe, the Imperial Son's tribulation, buddy's come to join the fun.) Yang Zhu stood in the endless tribulation, drowned by heavenly lightning; though as strong as a Saint's body and dao embryo, he was severely wounded, his whole body covered in blood.

If it weren't for his strong physique and the Zhe-character secret fully repairing his injuries, the outcome would have been even worse.

The heavenly tribulation lasted a full five days; once all the lightning had faded, this place lay in utter ruin and desolation.

The countless planets surrounding Gu Xing were blasted into flying ash by the tribulation, utterly shattered and turned into historical dust.

Even the Gu Xing beneath his feet was now shattered beyond repair, its surface scarred with tens of thousands of li of wounds spread like a spider's web.

Like a heavenly chasm, as if split open by the sword of the Heavenly Emperor, it was bottomless.

On the ancient land, who knows how many mountains and rivers have collapsed, the earth sunk, flattened into a plain…

If it weren't for the imperial Dao principles reinforcing this place, this ancient star would very likely have been shattered by the tribulation!

"It's finally over."

Yang Zhu stood beyond the domain, half his body stained red, his breath feeble, having sacrificed half his life.

This was the most severe injury he had suffered since his birth.

"Rumble…"

After the tribulation dissipated, the void of the Great Dao trembled, and a stream of incomparably pure vital essence flowed down, turning into torrents of chaotic rivers that surged forth.

The vital essence surged like a sea, endless, all gathering toward Yang Zhu.

The wounds he suffered in the tribulation were healing at an astonishing speed, his shattered meridians being restored, effecting a drastic transformation akin to being reborn from death…

Yang Zhu's aura rose steadily, his purple-gold blood energy surging mightily, his pressure immense, his power awe‑inspiring!

In just half a day, Yang Zhu's injuries were completely healed; within him now lay a star‑sea, vast and brilliant beyond measure.

"Boom!"

He pointed a finger, and a field of stars tens of thousands of li away instantly exploded, turning into dust that drifted down and vanished into nothing.

"Yin and Yang reversed, he becomes free, the river of time, manifest!"

With Yang Zhu's soft exhale, the void violently trembled; a river of ages flowed past before him, and this place instantly fell into chaotic mist, the power of time circulating…

After watching for a moment, with a flick of his sleeve, the river of time vanished in an instant.

The Hun Dun Chi was now fully tempered, its surface covered with many intricate patterns: cosmic star rivers winding about, billion‑li long rivers, and ancient deities and forefathers.

Flowers, birds, fish, insects, plants, true dragons and immortal phoenixes among the auspicious beasts also appeared there… each lifelike, as if they could come alive at any moment.

Now the Hun Dun Chi is ancient and unadorned yet solemn and vast, like a universe unto itself, with celestial radiance twining about, as if one had arrived at the dawn of creation.

Within it resounded a deep rumble—the heavenly tone of the Great Dao echoing, while the ancient imperial characters inside shone through the ages, possessing immortal power.

"Rumble…"

The pool shuddered slightly, myriad strands of chaotic mist pouring down, exuding an aura of sacred inviolability that crushed the myriad worlds, making them yet more sacred and solemn.

The Hun Dun Chi hovered above Yang Zhu's head, shedding strands of chaotic immortal light that enveloped him, impervious to all arts, a flowing, immortal divine radiance.

"Hum!"

A divine tone arose from Yang Zhu's heart, coming from the Hun Dun Chi; now it had given birth to a deity, possessing its own will.

Heavenly Blade grew ever more crystalline and translucent, divine light shining bright, its edge snow‑white and clear; a single wisp of killing intent that leaked out sufficed to slash and destroy a distant star.

Like the Hun Dun Chi, it too gave birth to a deity, truly a peerless holy weapon!

"Come back."

Yang Zhu smiled faintly, nodded in satisfaction, and with his soft call the two immediately returned to his body. "It's time to begin."

Yang Zhu raised his head to look at the splendid immortal pavilion in the sky; nine figures had long been waiting there. Now that he had successfully broken through to the Saint realm, someone immediately came down killing him! It was a towering figure, extremely straight, dragon aura coiling around his body, condensing into myriad dragon heads that clung to his side.

"Boom—"

A Supreme Emperor Sword took shape, resembling a dragon's head probing forth, overwhelming aura leaking out, pressing down on the heavens, able to rend all things in heaven and earth, to grind away everything in the world! That was an extreme Dao imperial armament……the Supreme Emperor Sword!

This also shows that the person before us is very likely a contemporary human emperor, coming from the four great dynasties of the Northern Dipper Central Province.

The Supreme Emperor Sword, acclaimed as the foremost technique, as the opponent raised his arm and brought it down, the stars dimmed and the myriad‑li star river stirred!

"Boom!"

Yang Zhu felt no fear; his hand signs shifted, and chaotic gale poured down from the Nine Heavens, condensing into a Heavenly Dao Divine Sword; a single move made the star river howl.

He was overwhelmingly strong, showing no retreat whatsoever, facing the falling Supreme Emperor Sword, he intended to clash head‑on with his opponent!

"Thud—"

Upon collision, the void instantly shattered, everywhere laws danced and fragments burst, as if a world were being overturned!

Terrifying after‑waves surged, sweeping across fifty thousand li; countless meteors and stars within exploded completely, swept into nothingness.

When all the movements had faded, Yang Zhu stood alone in place, while his opponent retreated two steps before steadying his form.

"Thump—"

Although the Supreme Emperor's face could not be seen, his shock was clearly felt; each time his foot fell, stars exploded behind him.

"Watch how I cut you down."

Yang Zhu, as an Imperial Son, as a Saint‑Body Dao Fetus—more accurately, a Chaotic Saint Fetus—feared no one; even a Great Emperor of the same realm, he still feared nothing!

"Boom—"

He launched an even stronger assault, one hand grabbing the stars flooding the sky, carrying the will of heaven and earth, and threw a punch that made the myriad‑li star river stir.

Yang Zhu's body was crystalline; with his fists he hard‑clashed the Supreme Emperor Sword, overwhelmingly strong!

With a roar, the Supreme Emperor Sword was shaken by him into violent trembling, yet the purple‑gold blood energy surged, seemingly unaffected, continuing its assault on the opponent.

"Pfft—"

The purple‑gold vital energy, entwined by chaos, could strike down the ninefold heavens, invincible in all directions, unstoppable; it instantly shook the opponent into repeated retreats.

Yang Zhu stepped forward; this time he threw another punch, facing the descending Supreme Emperor Sword as if it were nothing.

Immediately a terrifying scene unfolded: Yang Zhu's body became hazy, turning utterly illusory, completely merging with the void.

The Supreme Emperor Sword simply passed through his body, yet it could not harm him in the slightest! "Boom—"

But the next moment, Yang Zhu's fist followed closely, a sure‑kill strike; the Supreme Emperor swept sideways over a hundred zhang, and immediately a large mouthful of blood spurted out, his body cracking! Though the Supreme Emperor, as an ancient Great Emperor, was indeed invincible under heaven and earth, dominating an age, yet he faced Yang Zhu, this ancient‑era's number one physique! No matter how splendid, how invincible you are, before him it avails nothing! Yang Zhu moved again, his hand signs shifting, myriad roars, a Great Dao Galaxy hung upside down, heavy as a myriad‑zhang star river, pressing down on the opponent.

The Supreme Emperor too was the unrivaled existence revered by heaven and earth at that time, possessing an invincible belief; naturally he would not retreat, even if wounded he still pressed forward relentlessly.

"Bang!"

The Great Dao Galaxy and the Supreme Emperor Sword clashed fiercely, each impact emitting a thunderous roar, the spectacle terrifying.

After nine successive clashes, the Supreme Emperor Sword was worn down by the power of the Great Dao, shattered into countless fragments; the Supreme Emperor suffered grave injury, hurled sideways over a thousand zhang, his body utterly broken.

Yang Zhu seized the opportunity, launched a even more terrifying assault, aggressively closing in; after a dozen or so rounds he blew his opponent to pieces, which turned into a scattering radiance.

"Whoosh!"

Immediately thereafter, a figure descended; this person was not burly in stature, wearing a bronze mask on his face, to the point that one could not even tell whether he was male or female.

But his head hovered with a Great Dao Treasure Vessel; Yang Zhu suddenly realized—this must be the Southern Ridge Great Emperor, one of the lifetimes of the Ruthless One.

"Hummm!"

The Southern Ridge Great Emperor activated the Great Dao Treasure Vessel, spraying out myriad strands of black light that could swallow a myriad‑li river, grind away all worlds' Dao, boundlessly terrifying.

Yang Zhu evolved the Battle Saint Holy Method, and a bronze ancient coffin loomed into the sky, pulled by nine‑headed true dragons in its strongest form, its aura magnificent.

As the hand gestures shifted, the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin set off, as if bringing the entire Great Dao, emitting a tremendous rumbling as it struck the Great Dao Treasure Vessel.

The Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin was ancient and solemn; that bronze ancient coffin seemed eternal and indestructible, nothing could erode it, not even time! The two confronted each other, and though black light filled the sky, the bronze ancient coffin remained hard to completely destroy.

Crack… crack… boom!

Instead, as a transforming Dao force emanated from within the ancient coffin, that black light was shattered bit by bit, and finally even the Great Dao Treasure Vessel showed cracks.

Seeing this, the Southern Ridge Great Emperor switched from attack to defense, using the black light to block the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin while raising his hand and striking, a five-colored altar appeared, suppressing Yang Zhu.

This is useless against me!

From Yang Zhu's celestial crown surged colorful auspiciousness, tearing open the void, rending the world, intimidating the nine heavens and ten realms; he forcefully slashed out, actually shattering the colorless altar! Immediately the colorful auspiciousness trembled, condensing into a figure; instantly a lingering aura of ages spread, as if that figure had lived through endless ages, revered by all myriad races.

Before him, the Imperial Dao principles manifested, appearing as a Divine Silkworm, then a true dragon, qilin and divine phoenix… the nine transformations of the Divine Silkworm were respectively displayed.

Boom!

When the nine transformations attained emperorship, heaven and earth trembled; that person struck out a palm from midair, the six directions and eight wildernesses all submitted, and the Great Dao Treasure Vessel instantly exploded, turning into a sheet of black light that dissipated.

Immediately, under Yang Zhu's supreme control, the Emperor Dao principles flickered, condensing into an Immortal-binding Great Net that descended to cover, intending to refine the opponent.

The Southern Ridge Great Emperor originally wanted to dodge, but the void had already been sealed by Yang Zhu, unable to break free!

Boom!

The sky-covering net fell, its fine threads crystal clear, woven from the Imperial Dao principles; how could breaking through be easy? The opponent's saint cultivation, but the Divine Silkworm Emperor's forbidden scriptures are not!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yang Zhu changed his hand gestures; the Chaos Taiji Instrument formed, rending heaven and earth, intimidating the nine heavens! As the Taiji Instrument turns, it can devour all things, yin-yang power endless, the yin and yang holy powers surge—it is the most primordial power in the world.

Hum…

In an instant, the Chaos Taiji Instrument wore away toward the opponent; in a fierce collision, half of the Southern Ridge Great Emperor's body turned into nothingness, being refined away.

Rip!

Finally, the Southern Ridge Great Emperor employed all kinds of heaven-piercing means, finally tearing the great net apart.

But at the moment of breaking free, a divine chain condensed from ordered laws silently arrived; he couldn't ward it off in time and was struck, instantly turning into a shower of light that dissipated.

Pfft…

This is the forbidden scripture of the Beginningless Scripture, one of the most terrifying means, hard to defend against.

No matter how stunning the opponent was before, now they face the ancient supreme physique equivalent to a gifted Great Emperor; in the end everything is shattered!

(End of chapter)