Chapter 258
And if calculated this way, the number of living beings he required in this lifetime was truly astonishing,
at the very least in the hundreds of billions, and even the trillion mark would not be enough to stop him.
The universe is vast, with endless star systems, but ancient stars of life are far fewer than one might imagine,
especially main star regions like Gouchen and Ziwei, which are even rarer.
Even counting those small stars and the many small realms of life opened up by ancient sages,
the number of such living beings required is still not a small amount.
Moreover, the Dark Turmoil of this lifetime is not just him alone; there are also the Lord of Reincarnation, the Wang Changsheng Heavenly Venerable, and several others, and their requirements will not be much weaker than his.
Therefore, in this lifetime, as they continue on this path, treading across the eight wildernesses of the universe,
it is destined to trigger a deluge of blood, and the entire universe will mourn and tremble.
The Dark Turmoil can only be more terrifying each time; this lifetime will reach its peak, and might even lead to the destruction of the world!
Shi Huang stood in the void, his expression incomparably cold, without a word, pointing a finger out.
Boom!!!
This ancient star region shattered, and the vast life essence, like a great river or sea,
entered his mouth and nose like a whale drinking water.
"Year after year, the flowers look the same; year after year, the people are different."
Shi Huang looked out, letting out a sigh.
Around the shattered star region, a few land plates floated, blood flowing like rivers upon them, with remnant life struggling and screaming.
That was the source of Shi Huang's sigh.
Light and casual, yet appearing incomparably cruel.
Having devoured the essence of this star region, Shi Huang did not linger for a moment,
turning around to head to the next ancient star region to feed.
But just then, he suddenly turned his head to look, his eyes piercing; a gaze instantly sliced through eternity, tearing apart the universe.
"Ah..."
From the depths of that boundless dark starry sky, a scream came.
Subsequently, a torrent of essence, comparable to an entire star region, surged from that hidden direction and was once again devoured by Shi Huang.
"Heh, a mere Quasi-Emperor, can you hide?"
Shi Huang gave a cold, cruel laugh.
No matter how high the Ninth Layer of the Quasi-Emperor realm is, if one does not become an Emperor, one is ultimately an ant.
The Light and Dark Supreme Being was taking action, slaughtering millions of miles of blood, opening his mouth to inhale, and endless rays of life light entered his body.
Suddenly, his heart felt a sharp pain, and his body staggered, because he saw some scenes and thought of some "past events."
He saw a little boy dragging an old man's corpse out from a pile of bodies, crying loudly,
throwing himself into the embrace, his white hair stained with blood, covering his whole body.
He saw an infant curled up in a mother's arms, crying loudly,
using its little hands to touch that cold, young face.
He saw a young female cultivator explode, and a young man, as if gone mad,
throwing himself onto the blood and bones, banging his head against the ground, and then dying.
He too had once been weak, had struggled, and had a growth phase he could not bear to look back on; at this moment, he had a momentary lapse of focus.
"Hehe..."
The Light and Dark Supreme Being stroked his chest, taking a long time to catch his breath,
mocking himself:
"My heart actually felt a moment of pain; did I think of some past events?"
But soon, he was replaced by coldness,
killing intent filling his body, his eyes radiating cold light,
sweeping across everything, boundless slaughter rising again, blood splashing across an entire ancient star.
Almost simultaneously.
Everywhere in the universe, the same scene was occurring.
Supreme Beings feeding, boundless terror!
At this moment, the entire universe trembled continuously, all living beings were in fear,
all feeling a breath of impending disaster, as if the world were about to end, all in endless despair.
"Great Emperor Wu Shi, you once suppressed the nine heavens and ten earths, fighting until the universe trembled; now the star regions are withering, all ten directions are silent, the human race needs you..."
"Great Emperors of the human race, please resurrect; this human world will suffer again; who can save the masses from fire and water, who can spare the masses from blood and disaster?! Wuwu..."
"The Big Dipper is already a scene of carnage; supreme Great Emperors, I beg you to resurrect and return!"
"Great Emperor Void, where are you? This world needs you to descend once more!"
"Aww... Great Emperor, may you live forever! Fight for us one more time!"
"Wuwuwu, supreme Great Emperor, all the people are praying to you, begging you to return and protect the common people of the world one last time!"
"The world is bleeding incessantly; I beg the Great Emperor to come out and quell the turmoil, and return peace to the universe!"
Everywhere in the universe, countless living beings wailed in despair.
The will of countless common people gathered into one at this moment,
Ten thousand thoughts as one, heart-rending and lung-splitting, praying incessantly,
calling out in despair.
Ancient Supreme Beings were washing the human world in blood, destroying the universe; no one could stop them,
only the Great Emperors were their only straw to clutch at.
But for a long time, there was still no response.
The sound of the wailing of all spirits was transmitted to the Myriad Heavens and Worlds through the Golden Ranking.
That kind of despair and fear could be felt by the Myriad Heavens and Worlds at this moment.
Countless people were infected by that atmosphere of despair, their faces turning pale.
This is the true Dark Turmoil!
It is truly a great terror!
Once witnessed with one's own eyes, it is even more despairing.
Once the Dark Turmoil erupts, if the Great Emperors do not appear, no one can stop the Supreme Beings who have emerged!
After all, Supreme Beings were also once Great Emperors.
Even if they have self-slashed a blade.
They are not something a Quasi-Emperor can contend with.
People from all worlds watched the screen, feeling incomparably miserable and empathetic.
"Is there really no one who can stop this Dark Turmoil?"
"Does the human race have no Great Emperor in this lifetime?!"
"Before, when the human race had no Great Emperor, didn't the Sacred Body fight the firmament? What about the Sacred Body of this lifetime? What about Ye Fan?"
"Can Ye Fan, the Son of Destiny with the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, save the world in this lifetime??"
"I don't think it's possible!! Even if Ye Fan is a Saint, the gap to the Supreme Beings is too far!!"
At least several realms away, how can he save them?
"Then what on earth should be done??"
In the Myriad Heavens and Worlds, many voices were discussing incessantly.
Endless sorrow.
Under the Dark Turmoil, countless living beings died miserably.
Such a hell on earth, no one was not moved.
The most despairing thing is.
It seems there is simply no way to stop it; the only Green Emperor who attained the Dao in the post-Desolate Ancient era is dead, and in
this era, there is simply no Great Emperor guarding the human world.
Now, the human race has no Emperor!! ===== CHAPTER 259 =====
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