Chapter 1043: A Match for the Ages

Boom!

After one strike failed, Tianmo Dadi seized the vast Haoyu Qiankun and slapped Ye Chen's Shengti, shattering it.

Ants are still ants!

Tianmo Dadi reigned supreme over the nine heavens, his back against the Wuwang Motu. Behind him, visions of stars extinguishing unfolded, manifestations woven from Didao Fazhe that formed their own world, standing equal to the Great Dao.

Ye Chen stopped, his shattered Shengti rapidly regenerating. His Shengti's vital energy was as vast as the sea, in a state of immortality and indestructibility, bolstered by the power of reincarnation, giving him the capability to challenge a great emperor.

However, relying solely on these advantages was far from enough to defeat a great emperor.

Tianmo Dadi was right; he had underestimated the emperors. Beings of that level had transcended his comprehension, their power far beyond his imagination.

At that moment, his reverence for the ancient Shengti ancestor Di Huang soared to an unparalleled height.

To battle five emperors alone—what extraordinary strength.

Boom!

In a brief moment of distraction, Tianmo Dadi charged forward, flipping his hand to crush the virtual heavens. It formed a massive vortex that shrouded the sky, sweeping up demonic energy and devouring all life in its path, pulling in many Tianmo soldiers.

Xianlun Tiandao!

Ye Chen shouted coldly, his left eye spinning with the immortal wheel as he unleashed Xianlun Tiandao, swallowing the entire vortex into a spatial black hole.

Six Paths Xianlun Eye, I have claimed it!

Tianmo Dadi stepped forward as if crossing the river of time, instantly appearing and striking with a hand like a divine blade, aimed at Ye Chen's head.

Thud!

Blood splattered immediately, turning into a rain of light that sprinkled across the heavens.

Yet, the one wounded was not Ye Chen, but Tianmo Dadi. In that flash of lightning, Ye Chen had again used Xianlun Tiandao to vanish into a spatial black hole and reemerge, catching Tianmo Dadi off guard.

The great emperor is injured!

The Tianmo soldiers gazed up at the virtual heavens in disbelief, their expressions filled with horror, as if witnessing the impossible.

In the virtual heavens above, Tianmo Dadi steadied himself, a bloody gash on his back where Ye Chen's halberd had struck. Through the wound, his radiant Digu could be seen.

Good! Very good!

Tianmo Dadi laughed in fury, his back wound healing in an instant as the surging imperial blood flowed back. His recovery speed was even more dominant than Ye Chen's state of immortality.

Boom! Boom!

The heavens and earth trembled as Tianmo Dadi's rage erupted, his Didao Fazhe manifesting and coiling around his powerful imperial form.

Blood for blood!

Ye Chen showed no fear, swinging his great halberd and charging forward with overwhelming battle intent.

Tianmo Dadi overlooked the world and unleashed an emperor's strike, one that could destroy heavens and extinguish earth.

The battle escalated instantly, the two combatants fighting from the celestial night into the ethereal void. In moments, blood turned to light rain and poured down, with every drop still clashing in mid-fall.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The thunderous roars in the sky were like apocalyptic lightning, shaking the soul.

Gazing at the virtual heavens, the entire expanse was divided into two worlds.

One side was pitch-black and ominous, like the Jiu You Motu, piled with mountains of corpses and rivers of blood. Visions of a dim moon and stars extinguishing and rebirth intertwined, along with scenes of chaos at the dawn of creation shattering the skies, as Tianmo Dadi stood within, like a supreme demon god oppressing the entire world.

The other side shone with brilliant sacred light, like the Jiu Xiao Xianyu, radiant with golden glows and bursting colors. Visions wove through it, with azure dragons coiling, phoenixes crying, white tigers roaring, black tortoises paving the way, and kirins howling, alongside mountains, rivers, flowers, and trees in a scene of prosperous glory. Ye Chen stood amid it all, like an eight desolate war god devouring the vast universe.

In their fierce battle, the heavens and earth were inverted—heaven was no longer heaven, and earth was no longer earth.

Everything seemed to revert to its primal origins.

At that moment, everyone looked up at the virtual heavens, not just the Tianmo soldiers, but also Donghuang Taixin and the others from Tianxuan Gate.

This was an epochal struggle—one side a great emperor unleashing endless emperor techniques, the other a fully realized Shengti with unmatched battle intent. Each collision felt like the end of the world, each clash spilling blood across the sky. Tianmo Dadi bathed in sacred blood, and Ye Chen bathed in imperial blood.

The Tianmo forces were stunned!

Donghuang Taixin and his companions were stunned too!

Ye Chen's combat prowess far exceeded their expectations. A half-ancient Shengti was holding his own against a flawless great emperor, neither gaining the upper hand. Regardless of the outcome, his achievements would rank just below those of Di Huang.

To wage war against an emperor—what glory.

Though Ye Chen was at a disadvantage in this battle, it was a heaven-defying opportunity. Through the fight, he encountered Dao principles and insights he could never access in Da Chu.

Tianmo Dadi was like his whetstone, honing this piece of rusted iron into a peerless divine sword.

Ye Chen's state of mind elevated, and in a few fleeting instants, he felt as if he towered above the Great Dao. In that ephemeral state, his explosive power even made Tianmo Dadi wary.

Boom! Boom!

As two world-shaking booms resounded, Tianmo Dadi's Jiu You Motu shattered, and Ye Chen's Jiu Xiao Xianyu collapsed.

Fight!

Ye Chen's vital energy surged like a tidal wave as he transformed into a golden dragon, lunging at Tianmo Dadi.

Tianmo Dadi's expression was ice-cold, his killing intent boundless. With one step, he transformed into a massive black dragon.

Neither was of the dragon race; their dragon forms were manifestations of the Dao. Both were contending through the Dao, one black and one gold, starkly visible in the ethereal void.

They battled from Bei Zhen Cangyuan to Zhong Tong Dadi, from Zhong Tong Dadi to Nan Yan Daze, from Nan Yan Daze to Xi Ling Yougu, and from Xi Ling Yougu to Dong Ling Guyuan.

The vast Da Chu became a landscape of devastation due to their clash.

Yet, they still hadn't decided a victor; instead, their ferocity only grew. Everywhere they passed turned to chaos, barren and lifeless, as if they wouldn't stop until the heavens were completely shattered.

The Tianmo army suffered greatly, with the battle's aftermath turning swaths of soldiers into ash.

No one expected this war to drag on for nine days and nine nights without a resolution.

One side was a great emperor, every drop of his imperial blood containing vast essence like an ocean, his energy flowing like endless rivers.

The other was a fully realized Shengti, already brimming with vital energy, enhanced by his state of immortality and the dominant regenerative power of Xianlun Tian, giving him energy that seemed inexhaustible.

With comparable combat strength and nearly endless endurance, the battle appeared endless.

Until the tenth day, when the virtual heavens ripped open a massive rift.

Then, a figure plummeted from the sky, drawing everyone's gaze.

Ye Chen!

From the Tianxuan Gate side, Donghuang Taixin and his companions felt their hearts sink, for the one falling was not Tianmo Dadi, but Ye Chen the Shengti.

Indeed, it was Ye Chen, crashing from the virtual heavens and smashing a deep abyss into the earth.

Buzz!

The Luitian Halberd also fell, embedding straight into the ground, stained with sacred and imperial blood. It was broken and battered, the thunder and sacred light around it dimming.

Under the watchful eyes of all, Ye Chen crawled out of the abyss.

He no longer resembled a human, covered in blood with countless wounds. Each gash flickered with dark, ominous light—a mix of Tianmo Dadi's killing intent and Dao principles that eroded his essence. His wounds not only failed to heal but were spreading, his foundations ravaged.

Even with Blood Succession Limit and his state of immortality, Ye Chen had been reduced to this state, showing the brutality of battling an emperor.

Tianmo Dadi appeared, standing in the nine heavens and overlooking the world.

He fared no better, drenched in blood with wounds all over, his imperial form nearly crippled. The Tianmo soldiers watched in shock—that was their supreme emperor!

Ants!

Tianmo Dadi's voice was icy and authoritative, booming like eternal thunder across the heavens.

Ye Chen staggered, his eyes blood-red as he stared at the virtual heavens and the black killing sword in Tianmo Dadi's hand.

It was an imperial artifact, Tianmo Dadi's ultimate Dao emperor weapon. Their powers were evenly matched, but Ye Chen's defeat came from that weapon's heaven-shattering might.

Give me an emperor weapon, just one emperor weapon that can slay a great emperor.

Though Ye Chen said nothing, his heart roared. He needed an ultimate Dao emperor weapon to counter Tianmo Dadi's, the only way to truly cut him down.