Chapter 1483: Nirvana Under the Calamity

"The Wan Zu are gathered, fearing that a major event is about to occur," many elders spoke with profound meaning.

These words were heard clearly by those around. The younger generation didn't think much of it, but the elder cultivators seemed to have sensed something. The atmosphere at the scene became extremely oppressive due to the arrival of many Zhun Di-level figures.

In Nan Yu, conflicts among the Wan Zu have been common since ancient times. Enmities between clans have been passed down through generations, becoming impossible to untangle. Far from being resolved, these grudges have only intensified over time.

This gathering of the Wan Zu, with even Zhun Di attending in person, was not just to witness the Sheng Ti crossing its tribulation. A single disagreement could lead to a massive brawl, reigniting the great chaos from ancient times.

Amid the discussions, Ye Chen's Sheng Ti was severely wounded again. He was struck by a sword from Kunpeng Dadi, losing his left arm, and as he fled rapidly, he couldn't escape a finger strike from Qilin Dadi, which pierced his beating heart on the spot.

Xuanwu Dadi was no less formidable, slamming down a palm that shattered his body. Then Jinwu Dadi arrived, splitting open his back and tearing out half of his spine, nearly ripping him apart alive.

The scene was gruesomely bloody. The powerful Sheng Ti was torn apart, with blood and bones flying everywhere, a sight too horrific to watch.

Ye Chen staggered, barely able to stand. Every wound on his body was entwined with Di Dao laws, eroding his vital energy and sealing his Dao principles, intent on completely annihilating him.

He had grown stronger than in the past, but the lineup of emperors was now twice as formidable as before. As Great Emperors, their combat power was evenly matched. In the same realm, facing four at once was indeed grueling.

He felt a sense of helplessness. Even with his combat prowess in the cycle of reincarnation, he couldn't withstand the siege of the four emperors.

However, his gaze remained firm. In this crisis, there was no way to retreat. His only path to survival was through battle. Perhaps in the cracks between life and death, he could carve out a new world, with no path of retreat.

They were not true emperors, merely manifestations of laws and lightning. He must not fear them but face them with courage.

This was already a dead end with no retreat. Only by fighting with utter abandon could he find rebirth in desperation.

In an instant, his state of mind elevated. This was both his tribulation and his opportunity for transformation.

As the four emperors attacked, he slowly closed his eyes. He let go of life and forgot death, focusing entirely on enlightenment. He parted the hazy mists, delving into the most fundamental essence, merging with the heavens and earth, standing shoulder to shoulder with the Great Dao.

Suddenly, he slowly raised his hand, grasping the heavens and earth to manifest the Great Dao. His punch, though seemingly ordinary, blasted Jinwu Dadi back several steps, shocking all onlookers.

He did not open his eyes and struck again, targeting only Jinwu Dadi while ignoring the other three emperors. His second punch was even more unremarkable, devoid of any earth-shattering phenomena, utterly commonplace.

Yet, that punch once again forced Jinwu Dadi back, pushing him three hundred zhang away.

The third punch made Jinwu Dadi spurt blood. His world-shaking emperor techniques seemed insignificant, shattered by a single blow.

The fourth punch was the most ordinary yet the most bizarre. It appeared slow but was incredibly fast, disrupting the flow of time and blasting half of Jinwu Dadi's body to pieces.

Still without opening his eyes, he locked onto Qilin Dadi, accurately pinpointing his position and delivering another ordinary punch. Its power, however, dominated the heavens and earth, freezing time in that instant.

Qilin Dadi was injured, his lightning form cracking apart, with his regeneration unable to keep up with the destruction.

Ye Chen abandoned Qilin Dadi and charged at Kunpeng Dadi. With an ordinary yet invincible punch, he made Kunpeng Dadi bleed in the void, unable to reform his lightning emperor body in the midst of annihilation.

His final punch targeted Xuanwu Dadi, breaking through his defenses in one strike and shattering his emperor body. Even the Di Dao laws dimmed and rapidly faded.

At last, he opened his eyes. His gaze was like an ancient well, clear and untainted, without dazzling light or intimidating sharpness. It was simply ordinary, and his expression had returned to calm.

The four emperors remained silent. Though their lightning forms were disintegrating, they persisted in their relentless assaults.

Ye Chen took a step forward, ordinary yet brimming with endless Dao insights. In that step, he fused with the myriad Great Dao, crossing ten thousand zhang of the void in an instant. With a palm strike that reached the heavens, he made even the emperors stagger.

He continued to sustain injuries but paid them no mind. The concept of death had become irrelevant to him, or perhaps he had forgotten it entirely. His heart was free of distractions, achieving Nirvana amid the tribulation.

His Dao had returned to its purest state, as if alive. The essence of all things was the supreme Dao.

What followed was a scene beyond comprehension. Every strike from him wounded the emperors.

The four emperors were like whetstones, sharpening this piece of rusted iron into a peerless divine sword. They honed his edge until it became utterly ordinary—a tempering of both body and Dao.

This was an unimaginable battle, mysterious and elusive. Even the Zhun Di could not fathom what had happened to Ye Chen. He had suddenly become so ferocious that the four emperors, united, still could not defeat him.

The four emperors were defeated, their divine bodies scattering into fragments. Strands of fresh blood turned into strands of lightning, scattering across the sky, returning from the heavens and earth to become Di Dao laws once more.

The spectators were stunned, staring with wide eyes. "This Archaic Sheng Ti must have cheats activated!"

"That's four Great Emperors! Does he have to be this ferocious?" Even the elder cultivators clicked their tongues in amazement. "Has he gained some kind of power? Every move looks ordinary but destroys heaven and earth."

"Truly a prodigy." Kongque Daming Wang smiled warmly. "To achieve Nirvana and transformation in such peril surpasses even his ancestor Liudao. This lineage is full of heaven-defying monsters."

"Four Great Emperors, actually defeated." Qinglong Wang sighed with emotion. "Has he truly defied the heavens?"

"How embarrassing." Qilin Wang shook his head with a smile, watching his ancestral emperor being shattered, feeling a loss of face. The facts proved that in same-realm combat, his clan's emperor had lost.

"The Great Emperor once marched forward undefeated, yet tonight he falls to a junior." Xuanwu Wang sighed. "The rise of later generations means we are truly getting old."

"This can't be. How could the Great Emperor be defeated?" Jinwu and Kunpeng roared, with the elders of their clans howling in fury. The undefeated legend of their emperors had been shattered, and the myth extinguished. They could not accept this—a tremendous humiliation for their clans, vowing to exterminate Ye Chen.

"Always making a racket. If you've got the guts, go in and fight!" Kui Niu cursed, his words unfiltered.

"Can't deny, he's pretty good at playing the part." Xiao Yuan Huang casually picked up his Wujin iron staff, speaking earnestly. "Out of us seven, he's the most ferocious."

"You never disappoint." Qian Shang Yue laughed. This time, her smile was not for Shen Xuan Feng but for Ye Chen. He had done it, slaying the four emperors' law bodies.

It was just like over two hundred years ago in the northern plains of Da Chu, where he had defied the heavens and slaughtered a Great Emperor.

That had been a true Great Emperor, not merely a law body, yet even stronger than one. If Ye Chen could slay a real emperor, how could mere emperor law bodies destroy him?

His feats were unprecedented and would never be surpassed—a true immortal legend.

As she smiled, the lightning tribulation in the central heavens dissipated into nothingness. The four emperors' law bodies no longer moved, standing silently before gradually fading away, each returning to the heavens and earth, vanishing into the void.

"I bid farewell to the esteemed predecessors." Ye Chen bowed respectfully, showing deep reverence for the emperors and the proper etiquette of a junior. His earlier actions were not out of disrespect; they were solely for survival.