Chapter 199: 【Can we reconcile?】(Part 1)

"Clang!"

The Void Mirror emerged silently from the void, radiating an ancient and primordial aura, as if evolving a great world, freezing the cosmic void and sealing the domain.

No matter how powerful the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron was, it could not possibly be a match for the Void Mirror in the mastery of the Great Dao of Space; its path of escape was severed in an instant.

"Boom!"

The blood-red Hengyu Furnace erupted with power, sacred and vast, swallowing the firmament, with the sun and divine birds crying in unison, steaming with immortal red radiance.

The Hengyu Furnace and the Void Mirror coordinated, one cutting off the path ahead, the other flanking from behind, intending to swallow the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron into the furnace.

The Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron thundered with lightning, emitting strands of supreme imperial might, attempting to break through the heavens and depart. It was forged by the Ruthless Empress; its master was extraordinary, and so was the weapon.

Although it was not as powerful as the Heaven-Swallowing Devil Jar—which was the Empress's first-generation body—it possessed genuine Huang Tiandi Dao laws, slightly surpassing other imperial weapons.

The Dragon Cauldron fully awakened, roaring like a black dragon, sighing like the Empress, shaking the past, present, and future, as if a Great Emperor were awakening, with ten thousand black dragons soaring out, howling through the nine heavens.

"Rumble!"

The Chaos Green Lotus thundered, strands of chaotic energy hanging down; one gave birth to two, two to three, and three to all things. A single green lotus shocked the ages, its nine leaves connected to open the heavens.

Wan Qing was no weaker than anyone in his life. The Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron certainly possessed Huang Tiandi laws, but the Chaos Green Lotus was a genuine Huang Tiandi weapon, forged from an Undying Immortal Medicine, even more unique than the nine great immortal golds.

The Chaos Green Lotus took root in the imperial cauldron, fully absorbing its power. This was the specialty of plant-based imperial weapons—they could eat anything, they could gnaw on anything.

Lin Xian watched from the side, muttering, "Wonderful. This lotus is fated with me."

"Pop!"

The Heaven-Swallowing Devil Jar chimed softly, hanging down billions of strands of radiance. Although it was incomplete—only half a piece—it could not compete, but its material was too special; it was the Empress's first-generation body.

Just by standing to the side, the aura it exuded was enough to make the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron dazed, suspecting that it was attacking its own master, the Ruthless Empress.

"Could it be... am I a traitor? That shouldn't be!"

The Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron was shocked, summoning ten thousand black dragons to return, condensing them into one, with an immortal-like figure dancing in the mouth of the cauldron.

"Hum-rumble!"

The Western Queen Mother Tower suppressed the Southern Heavens, scattering Immortal Tears Green Gold, blooming with boundless green brilliance, like radiance, like tears, shaking the nine heavens and suppressing the mortal world.

Thirty emperors in the eternal blue sky; female achievers of the Dao in history were few and far between. In the Desolate Ancient era, there was only one pair of Emperor and Empress, both immortal legends.

The Western Queen Mother Tower was fierce; it was not just one person, nor did it only contain the Dao marks of the Western Queen Mother.

When Emperor Wu Shi was young, before he had forged his own imperial weapon, the one he wielded was the Western Queen Mother Tower.

The Dao laws of the Great Accomplishment Holy Body, the Western Queen Mother, and Emperor Wu Shi were displayed to the fullest at this moment—one family, three emperors, shocking the ages.

"There are even more experts!"

Lin Xian looked to the side, sighing with emotion. He hadn't expected Yaochi to hide so deeply; usually, they were neither showy nor ostentatious, but when it came to a bloodbath of imperial weapons to decide the victor, only then did they reveal their divine powers.

The blood-bathed Imperial Mirror, the chaos-born Green Lotus, the Heaven-Swallowing Devil Jar of the Huang Tiandi's remains, the Imperial Tower of one family with three sovereigns.

Let us see who among the five great imperial weapons is the most ordinary.

It wouldn't be you, would it, Hengyu Furnace!

In an instant, the spirit of the Hengyu Furnace was provoked and became incomparably furious. Imperial weapons were the continuation of the Great Emperors' lives, as if the Great Emperors were fighting across space, deciding who was superior.

The significance of a victory at this level was too great for them; a single misstep meant that the Great Emperor Hengyu was inferior to others.

"Abandon that broken jar and help me with all your might!"

The spirit of the Hengyu Furnace transmitted its voice to the two Jiang family Sages. The Great Emperor Hengyu was inferior to the Green Lotus and the Ruthless Empress, but the Jiang family had the most descendants present.

Not only was there a Sage in his twilight years, but there was also a Jiang family Sage King who had undergone Nirvana and lived a second life!

The biggest difference between a Sage King and a Sage was that a Sage King could draw energy from the void, while a Sage still risked getting lost or exhausted while traversing the void, needing to rely on Five-Colored Altars to leap from one star field to another.

A Sage King could truly traverse the void with their physical body; even if they got lost, they could survive for thousands of years in the depths of the universe without eating or starving.

Unable to borrow the power of Hengyu, the Hengyu Furnace learned to "gnaw on the young" on its own. The Jiang family had the most Sages present, capable of providing the greatest energy.

"Rumble!"

Under the joint efforts of the two great Sages, the Hengyu Furnace expanded rapidly, shooting straight into the clouds, crystal clear like fresh blood, wreathed in red divine light.

In an instant, it illuminated the entire Eastern Wasteland, and the crisp, pleasant cry of a phoenix rang out.

The Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron counterattacked, having lost the influence of the Heaven-Swallowing Devil Jar, emitting sounds of dragon roars, as if a true dragon had descended.

Dragon roars and phoenix cries; a black dragon and a divine phoenix entangled, competing fiercely, piercing the firmament, killing their way into the deep universe, shattering star after star, shocking the entire Eastern Wasteland, and even Beidou.

The cultivators in the Shengcheng, at the very center of the storm, trembled with fear, terrified: "Six imperial weapons! All the supreme imperial weapons of the Eastern Wasteland have arrived. What are they trying to do?"

"Are they trying to sink the Eastern Wasteland and decide the ruler of the region!"

Six imperial weapons appeared together, as if six Great Emperors were attacking, involving past karma and influencing the future. It was rare in ancient times, and the terrifying power awakened, shaking the heavens and the earth.

It triggered a chain reaction. In a corner of the Eastern Wasteland, an old man with disheveled hair slowly opened his eyes, the Dao cocoon he was wrapped in trembling slightly, about to break open and transform into a butterfly.

On the highest sacred mountain in the Western Desert, a Fighting Holy Ape chanted a Buddhist name: "Namo Fighting Victorious Buddha."

In every supreme sacred land, in every imperial dynasty and clan, all imperial weapons awakened automatically, hanging down thousands of strands of immortal light to protect their own traditions. The foundations within the divine sources opened their eyes, looking toward the Eastern Wasteland.

Some ancient kings sleeping in the deepest depths let out dream-talk: "The aura of imperial weapons. Is the path to immortality about to open?"

"The Golden Age prophesied by the ancestors, surpassing all ages past and present. There might even be more than one person who achieves the Dao..."

In the deepest part of the Qin Ling Mountains in Central Plains, an ailing old man raised his head and glanced at the sky. Facing the divine might of the imperial weapons, his expression was calm, but he just clicked his tongue and sighed: "Is the Great Dao of the Green Lotus about to fade away? Born in the wrong era."

"If I were to achieve the Dao, who would be stronger, me or the Green Lotus?"

Gai Jiuyou whispered, wanting to know an answer. He left the Central Plains and headed toward the Eastern Wasteland, wanting to quell the turmoil.

After just a few steps, this old man, who had reached the threshold of achieving the Dao in just a short thousand years, arrived near the Shengcheng. Then, facing the imperial weapons, Gai Jiuyou, who hadn't even changed his expression, suddenly revealed a look of shock.

It was not surprising that the masters of the six imperial weapons were Sages. However, among the Sages, there seemed to be a Four Extremities cultivator coordinating the overall situation, leading everything and commanding the Sages.

Facing the pressure of the five great imperial weapons, even the old Sage of Yaochi could not hold on, breaking out in a cold sweat, barely revealing a smile: "Fellow Daoists, can we reconcile?"

(End of chapter)