Chapter 338

(The previous chapter indeed had some problems; when I have time I'll revise it; for now I temporarily changed hand torn to being split by the Slay Immortal Sword's power; other things I'll ponder further.)

Regarding Holy Spirit Blood, Yang Zhu was not polite, bathing in Imperial Blood, carefully avoiding the killing intent within, quickly absorbing the Imperial Dao Seal within.

The time left for him is not much, because the remaining supremes, seeing the Stone Emperor being split by the Slay Immortal Sword Formation, have gone mad and attack without holding back.

They are burning their essence blood, seeking to sublimate in this battle; as former emperors and sovereigns, they will not yield an inch! "Forcing us to this point, today you will surely pay a painful price!"

The Supreme of Forsaken Heaven roared, extraordinarily decisive, a mouthful of Imperial Blood sprayed out, Imperial Might pervaded, sweeping across the ten directions, then transformed into strands of Order Divine Chains.

He expended his own essence blood, and struggled free from the Beginningless Killing Formation alive!

This price is undoubtedly huge; after this, the crack on his Immortal Platform becomes ever more terrifying, reaching an irreparable state.

Therefore, no matter what today, he can hardly reseal himself anymore, and can only perform a chilling counterattack.

"Utter disgrace, being driven to this state by a junior generation; if you cannot withstand us, we will surely wash the myriad myriad ant insects in blood again!"

The Supreme of Light and Darkness sneered; first, Yang Zhu trapped and killed him with two killing formations, then the Beginningless Great Emperor stepped on and shattered his Imperial Armament with a foot.

This undoubtedly is grinding his dignity into the ground!

As for the Great Accomplishment Hegemonic Body, being the only one among them who has not attained the Dao, under the suppression of two perfect killing formations, he could not hold up and soon fell here.

"Today, only one of us can leave alive!"

Yang Zhu carefully collected the Stone Emperor's Imperial Blood into the pool, then his whole body emanated divine radiance; a tiny figure clad in the Slay Immortal Formation Diagram shot out from his Immortal Platform and instantly sank into the brow of the Numinous Treasure Heavenly Lord.

The Chaos Sacred Fetus after attaining Quasi-Emperor status, its primordial spirit becomes ever more terrifying, and with the support of its life-bound Imperial Armament, the Slay Immortal Killing Formation moves at will; every action brings down the aura of slaying immortals! "Bang?!"

The great battle is about to erupt; this time the two supremes no longer coldly observe, but join forces against the enemy.

When the two former supreme beings join forces, how terrifying! Their attack is a sky-filling Imperial Dao Seal, terrifying and boundless, unstoppable! "Boom—!"

The world-shaking great battle erupts; Yang Zhu takes command of the Numinous Treasure Heavenly Lord, single-handedly facing the two supremes, slaughtering until heaven and earth lose color, sun and moon dim, and the void sinks.

At this moment, billions of miles of star rivers tremble, shattering everywhere; throughout the universe, drifting star fragments scatter, making viewers' hearts and spirits quiver.

The two supremes, having exhausted their sublimation, can recover to peak condition; even the ancient great emperors would have to be wary of them by three parts.

But now the Supreme of Light and Darkness and the Supreme of Forsaken Heaven are gravely wounded, their strength greatly diminished, and they can only temporarily display their former glory, unable to last long.

"Splash!"

After several rounds, Yang Zhu flipped through the Beginningless Scripture; on each page of the Stone Book were Beginningless Immortal Principles, which he struck out.

When the Beginningless Scripture first appeared, several supremes already showed extreme apprehension; one can imagine how sealed a book this is.

"Rise!"

Yang Zhu gave a soft shout, flipping the final forbidden scripture; instantly three hundred sixty-one talismans appeared in the void, the Beginningless' overwhelming pressure almost making people unable to breathe.

At this moment, those three hundred sixty-one talismans froze the ages, cut through spacetime, terrifying beyond compare, shaking the world of mortals? "Pfft!"

Even the Supreme of Forsaken Heaven, his expression turned ferocious; at the moment he was knocked down, he flew sideways three thousand li, ancient imperial blood flowing freely, shocking and heart-stirring.

"Beginningless!"

He almost uttered that name word by word, opening his mouth to swallow endless life essence, in the process of repairing himself.

But the effect is minuscule; for beings like them that have lain dormant for ages, even devouring countless myriad myriad living beings would barely allow them to reseal themselves.

Wanting to break the karmic shackles, restore themselves, and continue living backwards through the ages is exceedingly difficult.

Otherwise, throughout history, there would not be so many powerhouses obsessed with a single "immortal" character! "This calamity ought to be quelled."

Yang Zhu gazed indifferently; at this moment he took out a treasure vessel, from which dripped a few drops of radiant purple-gold Imperial Blood—that was the Beginningless Great Emperor's Imperial Blood.

"Boom—!"

The next moment, the heavy Stone Book burst forth with blinding immortal radiance throughout, illuminating past to present, becoming even more grand and magnificent, filled with an inexplicable ancient simplicity and vicissitude.

Yang Zhu pressed down with his palm; the radiant forbidden chapter talismans flew about, attaching to his hand, exerting pressure over all ages, as if no supreme heavenly chasm descended, pressing down!

"Pfft!"

The Supreme of Light and Darkness bore the brunt, being swept across endless distances, shattering vast star fields, coughing up blood profusely, his aura greatly weakened.

Yang Zhu's movements were unsteady; the Stone Book continued to recoil, one after another Beginningless Immortal Principle flew out, all landing on the two of them, each time causing them to cough up blood heavily.

"You!"

At this moment, the Supreme of Forsaken Heaven and the Supreme of Light and Darkness felt indescribably stifled; having burned their essence blood to the utmost sublimation, they were blasted by Yang Zhu with the Beginningless Scripture, making even approaching extremely difficult.

Yang Zhu is no hotheaded novice; since he has a move that can blast them, there's no need to recklessly rush in and engage in melee.

"Kill!"

After they had expended roughly the same amount, Yang Zhu finally made a move, wielding the Supreme Immortal Sword, once again facing two foes alone, and a more intense fierce battle erupted.

"The Numinous Treasure Heavenly Lord is famed as the strongest among the Nine Heavenly Lords; now the imperial heir has entered the Quasi-Emperor realm, nearly invincible!"

"The supremes' life essence cries out exhausted, while the imperial heir is vigorous as the sea; this battle's outcome is likely already decided……"

This battle is too intense; viewers' hearts tremble with fear, everyone closely monitors every detail of the battlefield, afraid to miss a single bit.

Without having attained the Dao, he alone faced the two supremes with his own strength; this battle is worthy of being recorded in history, certain to be passed down for thousands of generations, told mouth to mouth.

"Hiss……"

After dozens of rounds, the Supreme of Light and Darkness's life essence was exhausted, accompanied by a soft sound, pierced through the brow by an emerald-green immortal sword.

"Pfft!"

The immortal sword quivered, sending ripples through divinity, shattering its skull, destroying the immortal platform, then exploding into a cloud of blood mist that bloomed like a splendid fireworks display.

Brief yet stunning.

"Although it is the wrong time, the wrong era, I have no regrets!"

The last trace of divine sound rang out; a former Dao‑proving emperor fell, slain here by Yang Zhu.

Yang Zhu's body was drenched in blood after dozens of rounds of fierce combat, his upper body riddled with wounds, yet his eyes grew steadier and his fighting spirit only intensified.

"Bang!"

His battle with the Supreme of Abandoned Heaven flared again, shattering the primordial universe, reducing stars to dust, and even reaching some ancient lands of life.

Soon, people could no longer track them, only sensing waves of emperor‑level killing intent surging.

The Abandoned Heaven Supreme became far more ruthless, cruelly shifting the battlefield in these directions to replenish its blood and qi.

Cold-blooded and heartless, it turned many life-bearing stars into blood-soaked lands, devoured countless beings, and restored itself.

「Boom! 」

Finally, blood light suddenly appeared in the cosmic frontier; the Abandoned Heaven Supreme reached its end, its life essence exhausted, and Yang Zhu fought to the death, blowing it apart on the spot.

An Ancient Emperor–level figure exploded, blood spraying across the world, its power unmatched; that patch of cosmic frontier was destroyed, left in ruins.

This was an unimaginable great calamity, making all beings across the universe tremble, fear and dread filling their hearts, their souls on the verge of shattering.

「How is it, who exactly won? 」

Since people could not witness the battle, they were all confused and anxious, their hearts pounding, closely watching.

「Thud! Thud thud thud……」

「Soon, footsteps echoed in the cosmic frontier; a transcendent figure walked from the frontier, eyes deep as a sea of stars, black robe fluttering, like a Heavenly Emperor treading the void—"That… is the Emperor Son!"」

In an instant, cheers rose from across the universe, echoing to the heavens; overcome with joy, hearts surged beyond control, hot tears filled eyes, unable to hold back.

The Emperor Son had prevailed; all beings finally could breathe easy, feeling the relief of having survived a calamity.

「We welcome the Human Emperor Son; we shall forever praise your name! 」

「You have quelled the dark turmoil and granted peace to the eight corners of the universe; the heavens will surely bless you…」

Across the universe, myriad beings, after a brief exultation, all bowed and paid homage in sincere reverence.

The Human Emperor Son's fame spread throughout the cosmic frontier, reaching the six directions, eight wildernesses, nine heavens and ten earths; known and lauded by all, hearts filled with supreme reverence.

「In this battle, too many have perished; everywhere are the fallen. 」

Yang Zhu felt little joy, gazing over this shattered universe, he let out a long sigh.

「Hum……」

The Hun Dun Chi trembled, rising and falling above the Nine Heavens; the Scripture of Salvation echoed, like the sound of the Great Dao's reincarnation, and instantly became a pure light that shone upon every blood‑washed ancient place.

At this moment, the blood light gradually faded, turning into strands of pure qi that rose and transformed, salvaging the myriad souls that had perished in this battle across the universe.

From that day on, the Hun Dun Chi chanted continuously for months, like strands of pure light, gradually dissolving the layer of lingering resentment shrouding the universe above, one vengeful spirit after another.

「Damn it, Heavenly Venerable, Brother Yang, this poor Daoist has come! 」

Just then, a fat daoist in splendid robes rushed forth, wielding the Heaven‑Swallowing Demon Pot, his aura fierce, ready to show a "fearless of death" bearing.

「What…… is it over?! 」

But as he arrived, he saw the Dark Epoch had already ended; beings across the universe were cheering and shouting, leaving him dazed.

「Daoist, how did you come here? 」

Even Yang Zhu was startled; he never expected Duan De, who was still "burying himself," to show up.

「This poor Daoist sensed you were about to fight the Supreme, intending to bring you an Imperial Weapon, but I was a step late—damn it, this time the Daoist Grandpa has broken through again after breaking through! 」

The Wicked Heavenly Venerable gave a bitter smile, his face worse than that of a battle‑dead; he had prematurely broken his immortal cocoon, causing the burial to fail.

That would have been bad enough, but now you say the Dark Epoch has ended…… who wouldn't be annoyed?

「You……」

Although Yang Zhu was also smiling, his heart was still moved; some who had falsely become perfected tyrant bodies nonetheless joined the ranks of the Supremes.

And some, though not strong, rushed to their doom like moths to a flame.

Ji Zi, Ye Fan, Jiang Yi Fei, and the White‑Clothed God King were like that; those few old quasi‑emperors were like that; even that clever fellow Duan De was the same!

「No problem; I'll help you heal your wounds when the time comes. 」

Yang Zhu, possessing the Divine Eye, instantly saw that the mark inside Duan De's body was nearly shattered, his aura chaotic; fortunately his cultivation was not greatly affected.

「Hahaha, this feeling is great—what are your plans next? 」

Hearing that, Duan De stopped his cursing, immediately broke into a big‑grinned laugh, and continued to ask.

「Go to Mount of Immortality. 」

Yang Zhu spoke coldly: "Mount of Immortality is a rare supreme treasure from ancient times, flowing with a special substance that can cause Supremes to lie dormant, reducing the loss of life."

From this it can be seen how extraordinary a place it is.

「I'll accompany you. 」

The Yaochi Holy Maiden appeared, coming to Yang Zhu's side; having just watched the battle, she couldn't help but break into a sweat for him.

She actually wanted to help, contributing her own strength, but Yang Zhu reassured her, saying she need only watch from the sidelines—everything was under his control.

「How is it? 」

Having said that, she waved her jade hand, gently tidying Yang Zhu's attire; naturally she was inquiring about his condition.

「The corner of his robe is a little dirty. 」

Hearing that, Yang Zhu lowered his gaze to his torn black robe and joked.

「You……」

The Yaochi Holy Maiden's bright eyes flickered; a smile appeared at the corners of her eyes, and as long as Yang Zhu was unharmed, she felt relieved.

「Let's go, to Mount of Immortality. 」

Yang Zhu laughed, then strode alongside the Yaochi Holy Maiden toward the forbidden zone of life.

「Why would the Emperor Son go to Mount of Immortality—does he intend to force his way into the life‑forbidden zone?! 」

「Good heavens, what courage—fearing nothing, disregarding the life‑forbidden zone! 」

For a moment, the world stirred in uproar, everywhere boiling; by now people are no longer strangers to the life‑forbidden zone, where dwell the dormant former supreme powers.

One Stone Emperor suffices to show the might of the Undying Mountain, and there are certainly more than one Supreme inside! "Emperor Son, wait for Xiaohei!"

The Black Emperor shouted, turning into a black light, and followed together with the dragon horse two persons, likewise unafraid.

「Hahaha, count this poor Daoist in! 」

Duan De naturally understood Yang Zhu's meaning, patted his belly, laughed loudly, and stepped forward, also wanting to go to Mount of Immortality together! Mount of Immortality, after the Big Dipper was shattered, turned into a floating divine soil, drifting in this star field.

However, the Northern Dipper is truly immense; even just a part of the Eastern Wasteland is enormous.

Hum!

Soon after, a light gate emerged from outside the Undying Mountain; before anyone arrived, a lucid heavenly blade first protruded from the gate.

Afterward, Yang Zhu arrived outside the Undying Mountain, with four people including the Holy Maiden of Jade Pool following behind him.

Now the Stone Emperor has fallen; if Yang Zhu remembers correctly, the Undying Mountain now has only one Supreme left.

He had no fear, entered directly, and came to the deepest part of the Undying Mountain; here there was no demonic land, but rather a secluded utopia.

"Alas, I once said not to let the killing intent be too heavy, or there will be retribution in the end, but he wouldn't listen."

Here there is an old man, dressed very plainly; at this moment he rises from the stone chair, shakes his head helplessly, carrying a sense of helplessness and sigh.

"I am old, I no longer wish to fight; I only want to leave a peace for the descendants, do as you wish."

The old man merely sighed helplessly, did not act, but walked toward the peach forest; you have several dozen young figures, and even children of a few years old, playing and frolicking.

He is speaking the truth; moreover, even if he stands, even if he could defeat the invading Yang Zhu, there is still the Beginningless Emperor! He has been monitoring this dark turmoil; having lived so long, how could he not understand that Yang Zhu truly faces the risk of falling, yet the person behind him can be indifferent!

"From now on, there will be no Undying Mountain in this world."

With the sound faded, he flicked his wide sleeve, gathering everyone inside, and then departed without looking back.

Afterward, he also picked up a small mountain outside, where a flash of Immortal Tears Green Gold light appeared; thereafter he never appeared again.

(End of chapter)