Chapter 213: Multiverse: I Am in Covering the Sky, Becoming Emperor by Refining Treasures Chapter 213: I Am the Heavenly Emperor

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Protagonist:

Jiang Xuan

Such tribulations can be called Emperor Tribulations, and are even more terrifying!

"Boom—!"

This sound seemed to tear open the vault of the universe itself, shaking stars into collapse and sending galaxies flowing backward!

The Great Dao seemed to directly manifest its true form of destroying heaven and earth; those Vermilion Birds were like fire phoenixes that could devour the sun, every feather burning with divine fire capable of incinerating all things in the world; those deities were like Yama Emperor Lords controlling the cycle of life and death, and with every gesture could reduce countless worlds to flying ash.

They fought Ye Fan, simply treating the universe as a battlefield; every collision caused the distortion and shattering of time and space, as if to rewrite the order of the entire universe!

Such a scene—let alone seeing it with one's eyes, even sensing a trace of its aura would scare a person's three souls and seven spirits into directly dissipating into the endless void!

Each of these heavenly tribulations possesses power billions of times stronger than the legendary apocalyptic disasters said to destroy everything; any living being before them is like an ant facing the vast heavenly vault, instantly crushed into powder.

The heavenly tribulation here is like the waters of the heavenly river bursting a dam, surging down endlessly; wherever it passes, space is annihilated, time is frozen, and everything is turned into absolute nothingness!

From the moment the ninety-nine eighty-one layers of the Purple Sky Great Tribulation opened, the density of the lightning tribulation caused all stars to instantly fall, while its suppressive power grew exponentially, as if to compress the entire universe into a tiny singularity; its terror has already surpassed the imagination of all living beings in the world!

Boom!

Five Elements Immortal Light soared into the sky, instantly illuminating the entire universe; its brilliance was billions of times more dazzling than billions of suns exploding simultaneously!

Every movement of the Great Five Elements Tribulation can shake the universe, causing countless star systems to tremble and collapse beneath its feet!

The five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth intermingled, transforming into a chaos millstone capable of crushing the Ten Thousand Worlds; with every turn, the gears of time and space collapse, and the chains of karma break.

Its threat to Ye Fan's fleshly body is like placing Ye Fan in an endless black hole, pulled and torn by endless gravity, as if to completely decompose and erase every inch of his flesh and blood and every strand of his soul at the atomic level!

On the World-Grinding Millstone, the Demon Head's severed head gushed fresh blood like a surging tsunami, pouring out endlessly.

The Demon Head stood atop the World-Grinding Millstone; its fangs seemed like sky-piercing pillars that could pierce the heavenly vault, and with disheveled hair, every strand seemed like a tough rope capable of snapping the Star River.

It stared fixedly at Ye Fan with eyes as hollow as the abyss yet filled with endless malice, as if with a single thought it could completely erase Ye Fan from all timelines of past, present, and future, leaving him no day to turn things around!

Ancient books once recorded that in the most terrifying great tribulations, countless strange and inexplicable phenomena often arise, mysterious and unfathomable, difficult to comprehend.

Someone speculated that this scene before them is an ancient ritual of sacrifice to Shang Cang, its power enough to move the Ruler, causing him to descend with the most terrifying thunder arts.

The millstone forged from the power of the Great Five Elements bears a Demon Head, dripping with blood, like a demon crawling out of the abyss of hell; merely the existence of this Demon Head is enough to send chills through people.

When Ye Fan clashed head-on with this power, specks of blood splattered on his body. The entire starry sky was mercilessly crushed under this power's impact. Powerful fluctuations surged mightily toward distant star systems.

Wherever it passed, stars were like lit firecrackers, exploding one after another, instantly turning into powder.

Ye Fan withstood the millstone with his fleshly body; his palm was covered in bloodstains, nearly revealing stark white bones. Such a tragic scene was unprecedented in past ages.

"Worthy of being Ye Fan, extremely rare from ancient times to the present; at least within this realm, he is hard to encounter." Jiang Xuan praised.

Never before in ancient times, and absolutely without precedent.

This heaven-defying Holy Body has reached Great Perfection; this scene caused all Supremes to fall into deep thought, facing a difficult choice: if they act to block him, they themselves will surely be obstructed and killed by the Heavenly Emperor. If they do not stop him, this Holy Body will surely rise in the future, and its achievements will shine like brilliant stars hanging in the sky, radiant and unattainable, and the Heavenly Emperor will gain wings like a tiger.

"Hum!"

The void was violently shaken by the wrathful power sent down by Shang Cang, like a grand scroll frozen by divine punishment.

Ye Fan's fleshly body instantly exploded forth; the Heavenly Emperor Fist, wrapped in endless pure yang energy, was swung out with a boom, to break and reshape the established tribulation rules of heaven and earth.

His silhouette rose like a Kunpeng soaring straight up, charging directly upward against the world-annihilating heavenly tribulation that poured down like a world-ending flood.

Fist winds howled, as if to tear open the heavenly vault, forcibly blocking back all the sky-covering tribulation light waves.

At the same time, brilliance shone from between Ye Fan's eyebrows; a Golden Villain walked through the void on endless waves. His right hand steadily held an ancient small cauldron seemingly forged from the embryonic membrane of heaven and earth; a mysterious aura circulated around him, and he was clearly deducing the Xing Character Secret, as if from the primordial qi of the universe.

His figure flashed, moving at extreme speed, instantly breaking through the shackles of time and space, with time around him nearly coming to a halt.

In the same instant, the Golden Villain's left hand quickly formed a seal; the profound meaning of the "Zhou" character was elevated to the utmost, power erupting at peak state; the River of Time seemed to be stirred into chaos under this power, undergoing violent distortion and disturbance.

Ye Fan's Primordial Spirit merged with the Dao, wielding the Divine Cauldron, and charged swiftly toward the world-annihilating heavenly tribulation.

"Puff"

A muffled sound, as if Pangu split heaven and earth, with overwhelming aura and unmatched strength; the light of the world-annihilating heavenly tribulation shattered, and its contained destructive power instantly fell into chaotic disarray.

The follow-up killing move of the world-annihilating heavenly tribulation, powerful enough to make all living beings in the world despair, could not withstand this power, and instantly crumbled into collapse.

When such heavenly tribulations erupted in the past, their might was enough to submerge all worlds and collapse time and space; yet now, under Ye Fan's single strike, they were shaken into pieces, their light flickering unsteadily.

"Boom!"

Above the sky, Ye Fan seemed like an ancient war god holding a divine punishment sword, completely crushing the tribulation light waves; then his figure turned, and his Primordial Spirit and fleshly body instantly merged as one.

"Puff!"

A light sound, yet as if ringing the death knell of the end of all worlds. Ye Fan's hands seemed to tear open the embryonic membrane of heaven and earth, directly tearing the core energy of the most violent world-annihilating heavenly tribulation into two halves, light splashing.

The universe seemed to be struck by a terrifying power from the depths of chaos, violently trembling.

A lonely boat in the shocking waves of the Ten Desolations and Eight Domains, unsettled and turbulent.

As if the starting bell of a new era had rung, shaking every inch of time and space; all living beings in the world remembered this moment, shocking through ancient and modern times, like a mythical legend!

The Holy Body has reached Great Perfection!

The Heavenly Emperor has a helper.

"We can't sit and wait for death!" an Ancient Supreme in the Forbidden Zone said in a cold, stern voice, unwilling to be a frog in warm water, wanting to act while the Holy Body was still undergoing tribulation.

On this day, several Forbidden Zones seemed to quietly vanish from the boundless Star Sea, disappearing without a trace, shocking the whole world.

Countless people felt an ominous premonition rise in their hearts.

Could it be that the Supremes of ancient times are about to stir up the Dark Turmoil again?

In an instant, the entire world was shrouded in panic and unease; everyone knew that an unprecedented storm was about to sweep in.

"Heavenly Emperor Jiang Xuan, do you truly intend to block us?"

A cold, bone-piercing voice came from the Beidou Forbidden Zone, causing the entire sky to tremble.

Fear in people's hearts was ignited in an instant; they knew that what they feared most had finally happened — the Forbidden Zone War was about to break out!

Shen Xu and Xian Ling Zhi Di trembled; the rich Supreme aura spread out, impacting Beidou, making hearts and souls tremble.

Within Xian Ling, an ancient beast glowing with red light all over strode forward with head held high, resembling a divine lion, majestic and imposing.

It slowly walked out of a cracked huge tomb mound, carrying on its back an old woman dressed in strange attire.

In Xian Ling Zhi Di, huge tomb mounds like small hills were everywhere, their ages too ancient to be traced, emitting a mysterious and ancient aura.

Though these were tomb mounds, after cracking open, immortal energy rose in wisps. The blood-red divine lion shone with dazzling red light, carrying this white-haired, sparsely haired, strangely featured old woman as she stepped out steadily.

"I didn't expect an Immortal Matron to appear in Xian Ling; truly, life is full of surprises, she actually still lives in this world!" In other Forbidden Zones, someone couldn't help but let out a long sigh, full of surprise and emotion.

"I've heard this Xian Ling is the most mysterious and unpredictable, perhaps a cemetery of immortals left from the ancient chaotic era, long before the Mythical Era. This Immortal Matron achieved the Imperial Dao Fruit Position in the early Ancient Times, and thereafter lived in seclusion here year-round, so layers of mist shroud her, making her hard to fathom."

At the same time, in Shen Xu, auspicious light shone brilliantly, with a thousand ribbons of rosy clouds; an ancient chariot burst out of the ruins, chaotic Qi spreading like rolling thick smoke.

On the chariot, a middle-aged man with black hair draped over his shoulders sat cross-legged in silence; his blood and Qi were vigorous to the extreme, and as his eyes opened and closed, light like lightning pierced through all things in Heaven and Earth.

"It's the Spirit God!"

Someone exclaimed, their voice carrying a hint of barely concealed astonishment.

This Spirit God was once the renowned Spirit Emperor; he was a Holy Spirit, but not one who attained the Dao from a stone man — instead, he condensed from innate spirit Qi into a body of flesh and blood.

If the Dragon Horses learned of this, they would surely be startled in their hearts, for they belonged to the same category, both spirits born from the Heaven and Earth spirit Qi, only one took the form of a horse and the other took human form.

The Spirit Emperor had been in closed-door cultivation and slumber in Shen Xu for many years; now appearing in the world, he showed not the slightest sign of aging, instead his blood and Qi spread across the horizon — the moment he appeared, the entire Mortal World was shaken.

"See you at the Mythical Battlefield!"

The chariot roared, chaotic Qi surging and billowing; after leaving this short sentence, the Spirit Emperor directly vanished from Beidou, galloping toward that mysterious battlefield.

In this vast universe, Jiang Xuan's expression was calm as water, without extra words; he took a step, his silhouette turning into a single thread of flowing light, heading straight for the battlefield.

The battle was at the point of no return; if delayed, these Forbidden Zone Supremes might recklessly launch the Dark Turmoil, and then all under Heaven would fall into endless suffering.

The Mythical Battlefield was vast and boundless; emptiness and deathly silence were its eternal unchanging tone.

Looking around, almost no complete star could be seen — all were shattered and broken, turned into countless meteorites and star ruins, scattered across this boundless universe.

Occasionally one could see huge corpses here, lying beneath the ancient green sky, having endured the baptism of countless years, yet still immortal and indestructible.

However, their essence blood had long since dried up and vanished, leaving only hollow shells.

Jiang Xuan quietly gazed at all this, his expression serious.

Among these bones, he not only saw the remains of ancient ancestors of various races, but also discovered the bones of many who had the qualification to attain the Dao; one could imagine how tragic and fierce the battles here had been back then.

Each of these bones had an extraordinary origin, likely the strongest of a clan; if brought out, they would surely cause a huge sensation in the world.

"Heavenly Emperor, you are strong; in my memory, you should count as one of the top Heavenly Emperors in history. However, you are too arrogant!" said the Spirit Emperor.

"The universe having one Heavenly Emperor like you is enough; why bother protecting that Sacred Body?"

"Alas, the Matron was once glorious for a time, revered by the Ten Thousand Races; looking back now, it's like a dream of millet porridge."

The Immortal Matron sighed lightly, then continued:

"Back then, I too was peerless and captivating, beautiful enough to topple a nation and a city, full of vigor just like you are now, thinking there was nothing in this world this goddess couldn't accomplish."

A look of reminiscence appeared on her face, but speaking such words in this appearance gave off a strange feeling. Now she had sagging skin, a face full of wrinkles, was old and feeble, with incomplete teeth, fully showing the vicissitudes and ruthlessness of the years.

"In the end, it was just an empty dream."

The Immortal Matron's cloudy eyes suddenly opened, staring fixedly at Jiang Xuan, coldly saying: "Heavenly Emperor, though you are unparalleled, today since you've come, there is only a dead end!"

"Life and death reincarnation has its own fixed number."

Jiang Xuan's expression was calm as he said placidly.

"You are full of confidence and certain of victory; do you really believe I can't slay Supremes again?"

At this moment Jiang Xuan's gaze was like a torch, killing intent suddenly bursting forth, like substantive cold light, stabbing toward the several people opposite.

Recalling back then, he alone charged into the enemy camp; on that battlefield of blood and gore, with fearless posture he slayed several Supremes who were invincible in the world — those glorious achievements and fame, like brilliant stars illuminating the entire Heavenly Vault, are still widely sung in the world to this day, making countless people admire and fear him.

"After experiencing all these strange and unpredictable changes of wind and cloud, if we didn't have absolute certainty to kill you, do you think we would rashly appear and walk into a trap?"

Accompanied by a sinister and cold voice, as if coming from the endless dark abyss, a fourth silhouette slowly stepped out from the shadows. The moment this person appeared, the surrounding air seemed to freeze instantly, the temperature dropped sharply, spreading a suffocating oppressive aura.

Jiang Xuan felt a fierce killing intent in his heart; these four gathering here actually made him inexplicably feel a bone-chilling cold, his hair standing on end.

In a trance, a series of horrifying and shocking scenes appeared before his eyes.

Between Heaven and Earth, mountains of corpses and seas of blood; piles of bones like mountains emitted a nauseating bloody stench, the smell of blood permeating the entire space.

The Spirit Emperor stood high on the chariot, his dense black hair like a star river, flowing with endless luster; his eyes were like cold stars, cold and profound, with cold light flashing, piercing through endless Void.

"Hum"

With a roar resounding through Heaven and Earth, a spirit blade responded and flew out, faster than lightning, sharp beyond compare, carrying the Spirit Emperor's immortal will and surging killing intent, ruthlessly slashing toward Jiang Xuan's head.

Like the light of Pangu's Axe, as if it wanted to split this ancient sky hard into two halves.

Jiang Xuan's expression changed slightly. This seemingly ordinary blade actually concealed world-shocking, unprecedented sharpness; on the blade's surface surged the Spirit Emperor's majestic will, tempered through endless years, immortal and indestructible.

Where it passed, Time seemed to be torn and twisted; all things tangible and intangible trembled under this power.

At this moment, one immortal feather after another seemed to fly gracefully from the Pure Land of the Immortal Realm, white as snow, pure and flawless; on each immortal feather flowed a mysterious and holy aura, as if containing the ultimate truth of the Universe.

They lightly surrounded the blade's light, drawing beautiful and profound arcs as the blade light danced.

These immortal feathers grew larger and larger, gradually extending as long and vast as the Star River, intertwining and complementing the spirit blade, together constructing a heart-shaking, magnificent picture.

"The power of Featherization, the radiance of the Flying Immortal!"

The Immortal Matron beside him couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, her face full of shock and unusual color.

With this move by the Spirit Emperor, the entire battlefield was swept up in an instant; everyone couldn't help but feel a bone-chilling cold rise from the depths of their souls.

Jiang Xuan's expression was calm and composed, as if he were a towering, majestic Shen Shan, immortal through ten thousand ages; his feet were like immortal divine nails, deeply rooted in the Void; no matter how the Universe Storm raged, he remained motionless.

Jiang Xuan raised both hands; in an instant, countless mysterious and ancient symbols burst forth; these symbols flickered with strange and brilliant light, each ray of light as if containing a kind of Universal Supreme Dao.

They intertwined and coiled with each other, forming a powerful Great Dao suppressive force as if able to suppress the Myriad Realms, rolling toward the Spirit Emperor.

Clang!

A sound like the universe first opening, heaven and earth exploding, erupted with a boom in this endless Void.

In an instant, a blazing radiance beyond compare, as if able to illuminate endless darkness, flashed forth, casting this vast boundless universe bright as day.

Supreme saber Qi surged and churned madly, colliding violently with Jiang Xuan's fist.

Heaven and earth seemed in this moment to be completely overturned and exploded by this power. The four directions of the universe seemed unable to bear the weight, shattering and collapsing one after another, turning into endless chaos fragments; heaven and earth seemed also in this moment to undergo the most violent, savage explosion, the entire Mythical Battlefield seeming to suffer a world-annihilation calamity, shaking violently.

Although it was vast and boundless, limitless and endless, under such terrifying, peerless attacks that seemed able to reshape heaven and earth Qian Kun, it too appeared tottering, like a lonely boat about to capsize in a mad storm, unable to endure this destruction-of-heaven-and-earth power from ancient gods and demons.

Tens of thousands of runes and Flying Immortal divine feathers collided with each other; for a while, light splashed in all directions, sparks flew everywhere, like a gorgeous colorful fireworks feast, yet concealing endless killing intent.

The two mutually ground away and devoured each other, then rapidly extinguished; this star sea, already shattered beyond measure, as if baptized by countless war fires, under the impact of this power instantly turned to ash, dissipating into this boundless universe.

If a Quasi-Emperor who had not yet stepped into the Peak were here, they would certainly be scared out of their wits by this power, because such Mysterious Qi, even just a freely overflowing thread, seemed to contain endless destruction power, enough to make them perish body and soul under this power — dying a hundred times would not suffice to describe its terror.

This is the Mythical Battlefield, inscribed with mysterious Dao Traces left by the Heavens' Ancient Sages over endless Years; these Dao Traces seem to contain the Ancient Sages' supreme Wisdom and vast power, making this battlefield sturdy and hard to destroy, immortal and indestructible.

If it were another ordinary Star System, under the impact of such terrifying power, it would inevitably instantly turn to dust, be thoroughly destroyed, becoming a piece of chaotic nothingness.

"I am the Heavenly Emperor, I shall suppress all enemies in the World!" Jiang Xuan shouted loudly, countless divine weapons Magic Treasure Dao Principles surging madly.

(Chapter End)