Chapter 569: The Dragon Emperor and Demon Emperor Both Interfere, Jiang Chen's Ultimate Move

A massive Space-Time Rift suddenly tore open in the sky.

In the Human World, fierce winds rose and dark clouds gathered.

Not only the Shenlong Empire, the entire Human World was suffused with a terrifying aura, as if the end of days were imminent.

The raging winds and clouds intertwined into a massive vortex, its center the fragile Human World.

Now, someone seeks to tear this vortex from the outside, intending to forcefully break in.

"They're coming!"

Hong Jishi roared angrily.

Li Xueru had already acted in advance; the Shenlong Tower before him shimmered brightly, its surface swirling with countless ancient Runes.

Li Xueru fully unleashed the tower's power, and the tower emitted a deafening roar, rippling layers of spatial undulations.

As one of the three great towers of the Shenlong Empire, this Mythological Class Shenlong Tower commands formidable defensive and sealing power.

In terms of offense, it may be slightly inferior to the Demon-Slaying Tower, but under Li Xueru's control it displayed astonishing might.

High above, countless winds and clouds were drawn by the Shenlong Tower, transforming into raging tornadoes that hurled toward the Space-Time Rift.

The Space-Time Rift quivered violently under the onslaught of the winds, becoming extremely unstable, as if it could collapse at any moment.

A roar emanated from the Rift, its sound filled with brutality and madness, making every Divine-level Strongman present feel their hearts race.

Hong Jishi's face turned ashen. "Madness! They've opened a passage to the Desolate Wasteland!"

Lin Zhenzi furrowed his brows. "Who could it be—Long Huang or the Demon Emperor—who would commit such a reckless act?"

Feng An inhaled deeply. "Regardless of who it is, this will demand a huge price. Once the Wasteland Beasts surge in, the Human Race will face annihilation."

Contrary to everyone's speculation, the other end of the Rift was neither Long Huang of the Dragon Realm nor the Demon Emperor of the Abyss.

At the far end, it was unmistakably a link to the legendary Desolate Wasteland.

The scent of the Wasteland Beasts has already leaked from the Rift; even the Shenlong Tower's raging winds cannot fully block it, only buying a brief delay.

They all understood that the Wasteland Beasts are terrifying creatures that have never perished over endless ages; once they enter the Human World, unimaginable calamities will follow.

Within the Dragon Realm, Long Huang stood in the void, his eyes flashing with madness and anticipation.

Its immense power surged through the Dragon Realm like a raging tide.

Beneath Long Huang, on the Dragon Race's land, an ancient formation silently operated.

Long Huang laughed loudly, "Human Race idiots, why would I, the emperor, need to intervene personally?"

"All we need is to open a Rift to the Desolate Wasteland; the rest of the drama will be performed by those Wasteland Beasts!"

Within the ancient formation, a massive Space-Time Rift slowly manifested. This fissure, as if tearing the endless void, linked the distant Barbaric Land with the prosperous Human Realm.

A deafening roar rang out as thunder surged from the fissure, striking Long Huang's massive body with fierce blows. Long Huang's roar gradually faded under the thunder's assault, blood spilling from his mouth and staining his Dragon Scales crimson.

Forcefully tearing the fabric of space to open a passage between two worlds, especially linking the Human World, inevitably provokes a backlash from Heaven and Earth.

This is one reason the Demon Emperor hesitated to appear personally. Yet Long Huang seemed already prepared, enduring the thunder's blows, his eyes flashing with a mad flame.

"The humiliation of a thousand years shall be repaid a hundredfold today!" Long Huang's voice echoed within the thunder, filled with endless hatred and madness.

He stared into the depths of the fissure, his eyes gleaming with greed and cruelty, "First let the Human Race's blood stain the earth, then let the Abyss sink! Demon Emperor, your end is near!"

As Long Huang's roar echoed, the aura of the Barbaric Land grew ever stronger, as if the entire world were shrouded by it. Within the fissure, beams of light emerged—eyes of the Wasteland Beasts, flashing with cruel, greedy radiance.

Li Xueru exerted his full control over the Shenlong Tower, divine light streaming from its apex to strike the emerging Wasteland Beasts. Yet he was nearing his limit, the tower's power steadily draining.

Hong Jishi and the others clenched their fists, determination shining in their eyes. They knew this was the final showdown, and there could be no hesitation.

Roar!

A thunderous roar erupted as a massive Wasteland Beast head protruded from the fissure, ferocious and terrifying.

Hong Jishi let out a roar, gathering his entire strength into a single punch that slammed out. The blow seemed to condense the power of Heaven and Earth, warping and shattering space beneath it.

Lin Zhenzi hesitated not a moment, launching a multicolored light sphere from his hand. Though small, the sphere contained power enough to alter heaven and earth. The sphere and Hong Jishi's punch struck the Wasteland Beast's head simultaneously, unleashing an earth‑shattering blast.

At this critical moment of life and death, the war between the Human Race and the Wasteland Beasts finally erupted in full force…

Feng An swung his sword, instantly cleaving the space to create a deep fissure; the blade's motion seemed simple, yet its destructive power was enough to send chills down the spine.

Beside Yi Qianjue, a unicorn divine beast spat a scorching flame, striking a ferocious Wasteland Beast.

At this moment, no one held back; each person displayed their utmost power.

The Wasteland Beast's head wavered under the flame's assault, accompanied by a mournful howl, and was forced back into the twisted Space-Time Rift.

Yet none of those present showed any sign of joy.

Because there was not just one Wasteland Beast; after repelling one, a second and third followed in quick succession.

They could drive these beasts back, but fully slaying them still proved beyond their strength.

Sure enough, another Wasteland Beast head emerged from the Space-Time Rift, then a second, a third, with their numbers continually swelling.

"We must not let them breach this line of defense!"

"Counter with all your might, Lao Zhang, see if you can use your spatial power to seal this Rift!"

"Everyone stay calm, hold on, there will be a way!"

The crowd shouted in unison, their hearts filled with anxiety and unease.

If these Wasteland Beasts were to breach their world, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Li Xueru kept trying to seal the Space-Time Rift with his spatial ability, but the fissure seemed impenetrably solid; no matter how hard he tried, he could not close it.

As the number of Wasteland Beasts kept rising, the pressure on everyone grew ever greater.

On the other side of the Rift, countless blood‑red eyes flickered with cruel light, as if heralding the impending disaster.

At that moment, a gentle light descended from the heavens, enveloping everyone.

Everyone felt their souls as if baptized, their fatigue and anxiety instantly easing.

It was Jiang Chen; he had already reached the 69th level, and he transferred the remaining Soul Energy to the others.

The infusion of that energy seemed to grant everyone new hope.

With Jiang Chen's help, the previously crumbling defense line steadied again.

Soul Energy was still abundant, but he could no longer continue to absorb it.

If he kept absorbing, it would likely reach Level 70 directly.

Level 70 would face the Third Transcendence, but now is not the time.

Antares had told him to stop at Level 69 and return to the Core Area to find it.

He gave no specifics, but it was said to concern whether he could become a Super Deity in the future.

Jiang Chen naturally dared not ignore it, so when his level reached 69, he stopped and instead transferred Soul Energy to Li Xueru and others.

The infusion of Soul Energy seemed to give everyone a strong heart injection.

The situation that was about to collapse steadied again.

But facing more and more feral beasts, the group gradually became overwhelmed.

Nevertheless, confronted with the endless stream of feral beasts, they still dared not relax at all.

They knew that only by persisting could they hope for a turning point.

With successive tremors, the Soul Fusion Array again shifted its form.

Within the Shenlong Empire, all Soul-eating Beasts were eradicated, none survived.

Jiang Chen no longer needed to divert his attention to steer the Soul Array; now he only had to slowly draw out the soul essence from the array.

Centered on him, the soul essence flowed like a gentle stream, continuously reaching the people around.

His Divine Consciousness thus gained a hint of relief.

At this moment, lightning rolled across the sky, thunder cracked, as if the heavens were torn, and a brand‑new spatial rift reappeared.

Within the rift, dark nether fire blazed fiercely, and through it one could glimpse a towering ancient hall.

The hall was surrounded by dark‑purple nether fire, exuding a strange and mysterious aura.

Below the hall, a Dragon King of the Dragon Race bound by black chains let out a mournful roar.

Demon Emperor!

Feng An shouted in surprise.

While the Dragon Race's threat had not yet subsided, the Demon Emperor also came to stir trouble.

Crises arrived in succession, and the situation grew ever more severe.

The Demon Emperor Hall manifested, the chains trembled, and the bound Dragon King instantly broke free, his form turning into a flash of flame and bursting out.

Immediately thereafter, its whole body was ignited by raging nether fire, scorching its wings and its soul.

The Dragon King, amid its painful roar, radiated power, which turned into nourishment that sustained the spatial rift.

Countless thunders roared, and the Human Race's defensive forces retaliated, yet every attack was easily repelled by the Demon Emperor Hall.

The Demon Emperor Hall was not only the Demon Emperor's residence but also an immensely powerful treasure.

The Demon Emperor's laughter echoed from the hall, and immediately a massive ghost claw emerged from the rift, lunging toward the Soul Fusion Array.

It intended to seize the Soul Fusion Array and devour its soul essence.

Jiang Chen's spirit stirred, and all Undead Warriors instantly gathered.

Immediately, a howling wind rose in the sky, and a massive Undead Throne materialized.

Jiang Chen's level rose again, but the Undead Legion's numbers remained at their previous scale.

Seventy‑thousand Undead Warriors formed the Undead King, and before the shocked eyes of the crowd, a colossal thirty‑meter‑tall Undead King rose from the throne.

A light flickered in Jiang Chen's right palm, and the Strong Soldier skill was activated.

The Undead King's aura surged, instantly breaking limits and reaching Divine Level.