Chapter 304

Countless stelae appeared, covering the universe, inscribed with the name Emperor Tian, amidst the surging ancient scriptures, sounding like the sacrificial audio from ancient times.

"Finally I see this move again!"

The onlookers were all shocked; this ominous Shen Gong, Emperor Tian had not used it for several years.

Because in recent years, extremely few dare to challenge him, and even if there are challengers, they are subdued by his few moves; his strength is such that peers cannot catch up! "Boom——

Yang Zhu remained unmoving, still in the state of pressing down with his palm; when the river of time shone brilliantly, it illuminated all realms, cutting off ages and past and present.

The splendid river of light pressed down, the star river collapsed, countless stars exploded, the traces of the Dao and reason were all worn away, leaving desolation and ruin.

Hum! Around the three thousand stelae, a strange mist circulated, jointly empowering; facing the indestructible, invincible forbidden technique, everything returns to nothing!

"Bang bang bang……"

Under the astonished gazes of all, the three thousand tombstones shook violently, one after another collapsing into flying ash, dissipating.

Just a ripple from the explosion could annihilate stars; even a sage arriving would suffer heavy damage, capable of sweeping a star field! Yet the splendid river of light was too stunning, even time was frozen, a kind of forbidden power of transforming the Dao circulated, a kind of suffocating majesty.

After the tombstones exploded, the erupting divine might was completely shattered, vanished completely.

"Ah……"

With a miserable cry, after the three thousand stelae shattered, Emperor Tian, unable to dodge, was struck by the river of time; even as strong as he, he was torn apart, exploding into a mist of blood! Even his primordial spirit could not escape; in an instant, he was almost completely dissolved, but Yang Zhu finally withdrew his hand, leaving him a trace of soul.

"Emperor Tian……defeated!"

Watching this scene, everyone seemed to be in a dream, incredulous, unable to come to their senses for a long time.

Claiming to possess the talent of an ancient emperor, having received approval from the Dao's source, who in the past few decades had swept the Ancient Road unopposed, Emperor Tian actually lost!

Moreover, he was suppressed with a single hand, unable to retaliate, firmly held down by his peers! The outstanding figures were speechless, shocked and astonished, insufficient to describe their feelings at this moment.

"Really……the talent of a great emperor!"

"As expected of a Chaos Sacred Fetus, so powerful that even the great emperors of antiquity might not possess such supreme combat power!"

Finally, after a brief silence, the heroes could no longer restrain themselves, their voices trembling, excitement beyond words.

They looked up at that figure, as if revering a deity, eyes filled with deep awe, hearts utterly sincere.

"Time is like a blade cutting heaven's pride, destined a sorrowful scroll of a lifetime."

Yang Zhu gazed at Emperor Tian, whose form had been reshaped, and couldn't help but sigh.

He is indeed a remarkable person, but being in the same era as me, one side must become a foil, turning into a pile of withered bones on the Emperor's Road, composing a chapter of blood and bone.

"This person is too strong, already at the pinnacle of combat power, no one can match him."

Under the distant starry sky, Gu Huang sighed helplessly; after witnessing this battle, he knew he too was no match for Yang Zhu, unable to contend for the summit.

"Ah……the Golden Great Era, truly something to long for and lament, I don't know how to evaluate it."

Upon hearing this, all the outstanding figures wore sorrowful expressions; their talents are not lacking, placed in any era they could shine brilliantly.

Yet being born in this Golden Great Era, as strong as Emperor Tian and Gu Huang, possessing the talent of an ancient emperor, they could only become a foil to Yang Zhu.

"I fear he is not weaker than that person back then!"

The older generation's strong ones had tears in their eyes as they witnessed a young supreme's powerful rise, unstoppable, shaking ancient and modern times, destined to leave a splendid chapter in the annals of history.

The person he spoke of was naturally the Invincible Wu Shi Great Emperor! 'Take care of yourself.'

Finally, Yang Zhu left behind a dreamlike-grade divine marrow, then step by step walked into the immortal soil, his silhouette turning into a rain of light that dissipated.

It is actually just an incarnation…… truly so awe‑inspiring that one cannot hope to catch up to it……

The people came to a realization, unable to help but sigh again.

Merely an incarnation arriving could suppress and kill Emperor Tian with a single move—so powerful it is beyond imagination, causing fear and awe!

'Imperial Prince, wait!'

At that moment, the big black dog rushed out, arriving before the immortal soil; the treasure wheel beneath its neck burst forth with light, and holy might spread across heaven and earth.

Immediately, a star field tens of thousands of li away reacted instantly.

A massive terrain appeared in the depths of the cosmos, with dozens of stars forming the core of the array eyes, countless meteorites scattered everywhere, dotted across the boundless starry sky.

Each meteorite shone brightly, covered with intricate array patterns; they gathered together, forming one 'Milky Way' after another that stretched across, extending who knows how many tens of thousands of li.

Using the starry sky as a chessboard and arranging the stars as pieces, the method is exquisite and the scale grand—enough to astonish the world and inspire dread.

'There have long been rumors that around the thirtieth city of the Ancient Road, a quasi‑emperor powerhouse laid down an endless terrain—now it turns out to be true!'

An ancient sage who had lived for ages exclaimed, his eyes continually flashing with strange light.

'Bring it to this Emperor!'

The Black Emperor grasped the treasure wheel, with an ancient chessboard atop his head; the two worked together to activate, filling heaven and earth with profound array runes.

With his hand gestures shifting, who knows how many runes and divine laws he had summoned and bound for his use, constructing an incomparably vast array pattern.

'Boom!'

Under the astonished gazes of all, the instant the Black Emperor's huge black paw pressed down, the formation beneath his feet revived, various terrifying Dao patterns surfaced, flashing with brilliant divine light.

The terrain laid down by the distant quasi‑emperor was summoned over by him; the sky‑filling stars and meteorites, intact, were all taken into his chessboard.

Immediately, the Black Emperor flashed into the chaotic immortal realm, and with a shake of his hand, that massive terrain was tossed off, scattered across the sky above the immortal soil.

'The supreme array laid down by the quasi‑emperor, just moved away like that?'

The watching heavenly prodigies were dazed; such a means had never been heard of, and with a mere gesture they could have shifted an entire star field.

'Boom!'

Suddenly, a black tattered bag flew out from an unknown hand, swelling to several tens of zhang, aimed at the chaotic immortal realm, intending to seize the dozen or so immortal treasures inside.

That tattered bag seemed to be a forbidden artifact; although its appearance was ordinary, it emitted a terrifying weng energy, almost comparable to a great sage‑level holy weapon! 'Boom!'

Who would have expected, a tremor in the void within the immortal soil sent out a wave of ultimate Dao imperial might, causing heaven and earth to change color; that black cloth bag instantly turned to ash.

'Pfft……'

The ultimate Dao imperial might did not cease, sweeping toward an empty void where a blood blossom suddenly bloomed; a hidden powerhouse was blown into nothingness.

'Hah, within the imperial prince's immortal realm, not only are there ultimate Dao imperial weapons suppressing, but it is also covered with emperor‑level killing arrays; just the great sage‑level and above grand formations number no less than several—what mere cats and dogs dare to covet?'

The Black Emperor disdained to glance back, swaggered into the Immortal Land's range, and instantly vanished together there.

"Di Tian was defeated, suppressed single-handedly by the human race's Emperor Son!"

That day, the news of Di Tian's defeat spread like a flood and a savage beast, sweeping across the human race's ancient road, known to all.

"The Chaos Holy Fetus sweeps through an era, invincible on the ancient road, with no opponents left!"

The heavenly pride on the ancient road inquired, a clamor arose, immediately giving way to overwhelming awe, as if seeing an ancient emperor reborn. "The Great Demon God also watched from afar at that time, but ultimately left in desolation."

People realized, Yang Zhu truly was invincible on the ancient road, peerless and aloof; even these two talents capable of becoming emperors had to look up to him in awe.

Who could dare challenge him? "Alas, to live in the same era as such a figure, I know not whether it is fortune or sorrow."

Many heavenly pride sighed, the path to proving the Dao is too cruel; undoubtedly they are each the outstanding ones of their own star fields.

Yet upon setting foot on the Starry Sky Ancient Road, they discovered there are people beyond people, heavens beyond heavens.

First came the Thirteen Riders of the Heavenly Wasteland, then Ye Fan and Ouyang Ye, followed by Di Tian and the Great Demon God in succession, and finally Yang Zhu emerged, even sweeping the ancient road, leaving them only able to gaze at his back.

From originally being full of confidence, bearing the heart to prove the Dao, to later becoming dim and colorless, reduced to a foil of the splendid emperor's road…

"I will not go forward; I intend to stay here."

"A youthful supreme, how can we contend?"

That day, many talents chose to remain at the Thirty-first Pass, no longer proceeding along the ancient road, for Yang Zhu's brilliance blinded them.

Many know that in this life they are destined to fail in proving the Dao, hoping only to break through the Holy King, so as not to waste their ascent on this tempering path.

"This world is just this cruel…"

Watching the dejected talents depart, even the accustomed guide sighed helplessly, returned to the city, and continued selling horse meat.

…

On the Starry Sky Ancient Road, many branches lead to other ancient stars and unknown star fields; at the end, Yang Zhu found himself inside an imperial tomb.

It is a scorching star, its surface shrouded in endless immortal fire, its terrifying heat capable of refining even the Void Grand Dao.

The star is immensely huge, bearing a protruding "bulge" that has now split open a trench dozens of li long, continuously spraying rosy light, veiled in a crystalline halo.

Deep within stands a divine tree that flows to the utmost yin and softness; a thread of Yin Holy Power emanating from it makes even the Underworld River pale in comparison.

At the treetop of the divine tree, ninety-nine zhang high, lies an ancient coffin engraved with Imperial Dao runes, ancient and solemn, magnificent in aura.

The Yin Holy Emperor of the two great emperors is buried within the ancient coffin! Why would an emperor who cultivates Yin Holy Power be interred in a place of utmost yang?

This is to harmonize one's own cause and effect, achieving a fusion of the Grand Dao, a balance of heaven and earth.

The Sun Holy Emperor cultivates the utmost yang and rigid holy power, yet after death is interred in the extreme yin of the Dark North Sea—this is the same principle.

"Yin and yang give birth to each other, mutually intertwining."

Yang Zhu has comprehended the Dao here for half a year, grasping the Yin Holy Emperor's Dao, his perception of time reaching an unprecedented height.

Throughout history, few cultivate the Time Grand Dao, yet none who succeed are anything less than astonishingly talented.

The Beginningless Great Emperor and the Carefree Heavenly Venerable possess unmatched battle power, both supreme beings shining through past and present.

In the original tale, had that strike of the River of Ages not entered the Path to Immortality but instead landed on Ye Fan…

No matter how formidable your Holy Body's constitution, even success would bring hatred; see how terrifying this field is, awe-inspiring!

Yang Zhu opened his eyes; around him coiled the Time River, chaos murky, and the Grand Dao emitted for him the heavenly sound of reincarnation.

"Human Emperor, are you willing to follow me away?"

He gazed at the ancient coffin, softly calling, intending to take the Yin Holy Emperor's corpse and bury it together with the Sun Holy Emperor in the Chaos Immortal Realm.

"With the human race producing someone like you, I may finally rest in peace."

Who would have thought, a divine sound truly emanated from the coffin, not particularly mighty, yet bearing supreme dignity, making one unable to help but worship!

"Hum…"

The next moment, the ancient coffin together with the divine tree beneath it rose from the ground and slowly sank into Yang Zhu's Immortal Realm.

Seeing this, Yang Zhu felt delighted, did not interfere, and allowed the Yin Holy Emperor to choose his burial place freely.

Finally, it descended within a dragon vein, gazing afar at the Sun Holy Emperor, the distance exactly ninety thousand li, as if achieving a balance.

"Human Emperor, rest here eternally."

Yang Zhu severed a tip of the Life Divine Tree, gently pushed it above the ancient coffin, whereupon rich life essence instantly seeped into the coffin, continuously nourishing it.

Having secured the Chaos Immortal Realm, Yang Zhu immediately departed, arriving at the Dragon Horse's secluded cultivation site, where it had transformed into an Immortal Cocoon, now gestating new life.

A year ago, they encountered a trace of the Dragon Horse lineage's ancestral imprint; the Dragon Horse then pursued it, unexpectedly succeeding and obtaining the inheritance.

Awaiting its emergence from the cocoon, it will undoubtedly undergo transformation again, becoming a true dragon!

"Truly, this fellow has obtained a tremendous opportunity."

The Black Emperor emerged from the Immortal Realm, busied himself for over half a month, and finally completed that great formation.

Since setting foot on the ancient road, whenever he encountered superb divine land and terrain, he wished to move it into the Immortal Land.

Consequently, within the present Immortal Realm, extraordinary terrain can be seen everywhere, many of which are recorded only in ancient texts.

Once, this fellow actually set his sights on a Life Ancient Star; had Yang Zhu not intervened in time, he would truly have dared to act…

Yang Zhu stored the Immortal Silkworm, departed with the Black Emperor, and continued onto the Starry Sky Ancient Road; in just half a year he reached the Fiftieth Pass.

Here he encountered a man whose aura overwhelmed the heavens, whose tyrannical Dao could be compared to the primeval Holy Body, immensely powerful.

Like Di Tian, they are among the strongest few on the ancient road.

This person is a heavenly pride from the Tyrant Body Ancestor Star, possessing the rare Heavenly Overlord Tyrant Body physique, also a Supreme Divine Body, extraordinarily powerful.

This lineage and the Holy Body lineage have been arch-enemies since antiquity, constantly facing off, evenly matched.

Whether the Heavenly Overlord Tyrant Body is strong or not is hard to say, but it is absolutely arrogant! "My Heavenly Overlord Tyrant Body is unmatched; even against the Chaos Holy Fetus it does not yield!"

On the day Yang Zhu arrived, he proclaimed he would duel him, but in the end, unwilling and despairing, he was slain by Yang Zhu's single hand, tyrant blood spilling, thus meeting his death.

"The Tyrant Body is dead!"

When the news came out, the Starry Sky Ancient Road trembled again; when the news was sent back to the Overlord Body Ancestral Star, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and no one dared to utter a sound.

Yang Zhu differs from the Holy Body; he is the descendant of the Beginningless Great Emperor, the Overlord Body lineage has gone berserk again, and he hasn't even gotten dizzy enough to dare challenge the Holy Body Dao Fetus.

"Boom!"

Soon, a splendid great road unfurled from the depths of the cosmos, its starlight brilliant, it streaked across all heavens and myriad realms, leading straight to the Overlord Body Ancestral Land.

This rainbow was too brilliant, connecting the two banks of the starry sky; myriad strands of chaos immortal radiance poured down, as if countless time great daos were pressing down.

Upon it, a true dragon coiled, an immortal phoenix flapped its wings, a kirin raised its head—various miraculous phenomena appeared, leaving onlookers stunned.

Having killed them all, incidentally I'll take a stroll on the Overlord Body Ancestral Star. (End of chapter)