Chapter 821: Heavenly Fate Emperor

The figure was tall and imposing, its whole body enveloped in endless light of the Law of Destiny.

Those Fate Lights displayed an unfathomably mysterious chaotic hue, at times as brilliant as the rising morning sun, at other times as deep as the Abyssal Depths.

Within the radiance, one could faintly see countless threads of fate weaving and traversing—each thread a living being's destiny, each node a turning point of destiny, each intersection a collision of causality.

All these threads of destiny ultimately converge at this figure.

He is the overseer of all destiny in Zhutian!

His true form is a Qilin—yet unlike any other Qilin.

His scale armor bore the ancient color that only the original Law of Destiny had at the opening of Chaos, each scale engraved with a maxim of destiny.

Each time his four hooves step onto the Space‑Time River, they imprint four fates upon it—birth, aging, illness, death; or arise, abide, decay, emptiness; or joy, anger, sorrow, pleasure.

Each fate is determined by his hoofprint and decided by his will.

His Qilin horn rose toward the heavens, its tip encircled by nine Dao Fate Light halos, each corresponding to a supreme authority over a particular destiny.

In his Qilin eyes there were no pupils, only two ever‑flowing Fate Rivers rushing endlessly.

In those rivers, countless beings' fates drift with the current, while countless others' fates swim upstream.

An ancient being recognized the mysterious, powerful presence and trembled, saying:

"This… this is a Qilin! Moreover, it bears the aura of the Treading Fate Imperial Qilin clan, one of the Ten Great Emperor Fiends! This oppressive feeling… could it… could it be the ancient first master of the Treading Fate Imperial Qilin clan?!"

"Heavenly Fate Emperor!" the voice of the Honghuang Dragon Ancestor echoed from afar, the ancient dragon's roar filled with excitement and the joy of reuniting with an old friend.

He gazed at the towering Qilin figure; in his dragon eyes swelled emotion, "Heavenly Fate Emperor! You have finally arrived! I thought you would continue to slumber your great sleep at the end of Fate!"

His tone carried a teasing note only old friends share—long before the endless ages, they had fought side by side, jointly repelling several Era Great Calamities.

Those memories are etched into the dragon clan's ancient bloodline, never to be forgotten.

Heavenly Fate Emperor! Another Emperor Fiend progenitor! Also a HalfStepTranscendenceRank! From one of the Ten Great Emperor Fiends—the Treading Fate Imperial Qilin clan's ancient first master!

The Treading Fate Imperial Qilin is famed among the Ten Great Emperor Fiends for wielding destiny.

They practice no killing, no devouring, no destruction—only destiny.

It is said that a mature Treading Fate Imperial Qilin, with a single glance, can alter the destiny trajectory of every being in a vast world.

The fates they have 'stepped' upon will forever evolve toward the direction they set, unless a peer destiny overseer intervenes, it cannot be reversed.

And the Heavenly Fate Emperor is the defiant being who walks the path of destiny to its utmost, stepping into HalfStepTranscendenceRank!

After Dan Tian Di and the Heavenly Fate Emperor descended, their forms paused not a moment, and they strode straight toward the healing zone where the Reincarnation Lord and Soul Lord reside!

Dan Tian Di, with a Dan furnace atop his head and myriad Dan flames blazing within, fixed his jade‑like eyes on the Reincarnation Lord, his gaze calm yet imbued with unquestionable resolve.

The Heavenly Fate Emperor's body surged with Fate Rivers, nine Dao Fate Light halos slowly rotated on his Qilin horn, and each step of his Qilin hooves across the Space‑Time River left an indelible fate imprint in the Void.

They aim to intercept the Reincarnation Lord and the Soul Lord—both grievously wounded yet capable of re‑entering the battlefield as Primordial Supreme!

If they are allowed to finish healing and rejoin other fronts, the battle that Zhutian Wanjie had barely stabilized after the arrival of the Painter Lord would instantly collapse.

"Dan Tian Di… Heavenly Fate Emperor…"

The Ominous Lord's complexion turned thoroughly grim.

If the Painter Lord's arrival made him angry as if his efforts were a single misplaced bucket, then the successive arrivals of Dan Tian Di and the Heavenly Fate Emperor truly made him feel the situation slipping beyond the No Return Path side's control.

The original absolute advantage of eight to five, after the successive arrivals of the Painter Lord, Dan Tian Di, and the Heavenly Fate Emperor, turned into eight to eight!

The number of top masters on both sides became perfectly equal!

"These old things, each crawling out of a coffin! Weren't they long hidden? Weren't they fallen in the ancient Great Calamity? How are they all alive? How do they all appear now!"

By this moment, the number of supreme beings of HalfStepTranscendenceRank on Zhutian Wanjie's side finally reversed from disadvantage to parity with the No Return Path side.

Ten No Return Path Primordial Supremes:

Ominous Lord, Disaster Lord, End‑Times Lord, Devourer Lord, Soul Lord, Void Lord, Strange Lord, Reincarnation Lord, Darkness Lord, Jiemie Lord.

Among them, the Darkness Lord is held back by Xuan Tian Di on the Dark Main Road, and the Jiemie Lord is held back by the Divine Demon Immortal Sovereign on the Jiemie Main Road.

On this battlefield at the Source of the Space‑Time River, there are eight Primordial Supremes.

And on Zhutian Wanjie's side:

Ye Zhetian, Ye Beichen, Chen Di, Niu Zhu, Honghuang Dragon Ancestor, Painter Lord, Dan Tian Di, Heavenly Fate Emperor.

Along with Xuan Tian Di battling on the Dark Main Road, and the Divine Demon Immortal Sovereign fighting on the Jiemie Main Road.

Although the Order Lord has fallen, his fall caused injuries to the Soul Lord and the Reincarnation Lord, buying a crucial time window for Dan Tian Di and the Heavenly Fate Emperor's arrival.

Now on the battlefield, Zhutian Wanjie's side has eight HalfStepTranscendenceRank beings opposing eight Primordial Supremes!

Each HalfStepTranscendenceRank found its own opponent.

Ye Zhetian, with the Heavenly Emperor Cauldron atop his head, the golden Zhetian Principle blazed like flames; the cauldron transformed into a golden divine mountain that suppressed the ages, crashing down upon the Ominous Lord, he roared:

"Ominous old thief! Earlier you bullied me with your numbers, now it's my turn!"

The Ominous Lord snorted, his true form of ominousness, spanning nine hundred trillion light‑years, suddenly expanded, the ominous sky curtain unfurled, colliding brazenly with the Heavenly Emperor Cauldron.

The gray‑white ominous power clashed wildly with the golden Zhetian Principle; the two old rivals fought anew, each strike of the cauldron causing the ominous true body to shudder violently, each erosion of Ominous Light dimming the golden Zhetian Principle's glow a bit.

Ye Beichen's body, interwoven with black and white, had evolved his Life‑Death Dao Rule to the extreme; the life‑death force within no longer cycles but merges directly into a chaotic Dao Rule that transcends life and death.

He transformed entirely into a black‑white interwoven Dao Sword, body and blade unified, using his body as the blade, he boldly slashed at the Disaster Lord, laughing loudly:

"Disaster old man, your tricks of the San Jiu Jiu E have bored me! Give me something fresh!"

The Disaster Lord's dark‑red Disaster Dao diagram spun wildly, the San Jiu Jiu E, countless hardships and millennia of tribulations erupted simultaneously, colliding head‑on with Ye Beichen's Life‑Death Dao Sword.

The Disaster and Life‑Death, two utterly different supreme Dao Rules, collided fiercely in the Void.

Chen Di, in a blue‑green shirt, his Red Dust Dao diagram spread to the extreme, a towering red‑dust phenomenon enveloped the End‑Times Lord, he declared loudly:

"End‑Times Lord, you always say all things will return to the end, yet behold the towering world in my Red Dust Dao diagram—it lives on endlessly, even in the most desperate end it still blossoms! This is the ultimate contest of our paths!"

His voice was filled with the composure gained from seeing through the red dust and his obsession with life.

End‑Times Lord leaned on a gray‑wood staff, his End Eye gazed coldly, the End Force withered vast swaths of red dust, yet the withered red dust sprouted new shoots at its decay's end, the two locked in an eternal Dao contest.

Niu Zhu's colossal black bovine body, large enough to devour a galaxy, tangled with the Devourer Lord's demonic devouring form; his horns pierced deep into the Devourer's body, his mouth clamped the Devourer's devouring vortex, the two ultimate practitioners of the Devouring Path engaged in the most primal, most brutal close‑quarter combat.

Each collision is accompanied by a terrifying sight of vast spatiotemporal realms being devoured, the ox's bellow and the devourer's chewing intertwining into an extremely wild war symphony.

The Honghuang Longzu finally broke free from the one‑against‑two deadlock; those aged yet still sharp Dragon eyes locked onto the Void Lord, and the Dragon Chant shook the heavens:

"Void Lord! Just now you teamed with the strange old thief to attack me, and you shredded more than half of my Dragon Tail! Now, it's time to return it!"

His scar‑riddled yet still Void‑spanning Dragon body burst forth with dazzling golden light, and the Dragon Claw, bearing the Primordial Wild Force that negates all void, brazenly struck at the Void Lord.

The Void Lord's void body flickered continuously, and the clash of void force with Primordial Wild Force pitted existence against non‑existence, reality against emptiness, as two extreme Dao Rules entered a deadly duel.