Chapter 1908: Sixteen Emperors Reappear

The heavens transformed into a vast sea of thunder. Ji Ningshuang, in the midst of her tribulation, moved like a phantom, becoming a bringer of calamity. The Honghuang people fled from her in terror, not out of fear for her personally, but for her heavenly tribulation.

She stood like a peerless queen, bathed in lightning, as the towering thunderbolts failed to harm her body.

"Damn it, damn it." The Honghuang Di Zi were filled with savage rage, gritting their teeth as they fled for their lives. As beings of emperor son level, they had thought they could withstand the thunder tribulation, but they had underestimated Ji Ningshuang's heavenly tribulation. Even with their profound foundations, they were sent scattering chaotically through the sky by the strikes.

"Run, where do you think you're running?" Compared to the Honghuang Di Zi, Ye Chen was acting like a complete scoundrel. Originally just passively enduring the tribulation, he was now even more active than Ji Ningshuang, darting everywhere under the thunderbolts and charging straight into crowds. Wherever he went, swaths of people were reduced to ash.

While the Honghuang Di Zi couldn't endure the thunder tribulation, Ye Chen could withstand it, proving right there that he was superior to them. Having once drawn the tribulation of the Sixteen Di, his foundation was undeniably extraordinary.

The Honghuang forces were in utter disarray, from the Di Zi down to the Sheng Wang. The entire army was routed, with countless falling in the sea of thunder, cut down by the husband-and-wife duo of Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang until they couldn't even lift their heads.

On the outskirts, the Zhutian Di Zi were not idle either. They had found a good vantage point, each armed with a divine bow.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The Honghuang people who escaped the tribulation's range barely had time to catch their breath before they were picked off one by one.

In this way, Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang struck from within, while the Zhutian Di Zi shot from outside, their coordination seamless. The Honghuang suffered heavy losses, their three-million-strong army sharply reduced in numbers.

Eventually, the thunder tribulation began to dissipate.

In that stretch of heaven and earth, only Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang remained.

As for the Honghuang army, what was once three million strong was now less than a million. They had been slain by over two million, including not just ordinary Honghuang members but also the Honghuang Di Zi, who were all severely wounded.

"The thunder tribulation is over—kill her." The million-strong Honghuang army gathered, sealing off the area completely, especially the Honghuang Di Zi. Their hair was disheveled, their faces twisted in grotesque fury.

However, as the Honghuang forces advanced into that space, they were suddenly struck by inexplicable lightning and turned to ash in an instant. There was no warning—their bodies exploded, and their Yuan Shen dissolved into mist.

Was the heavenly tribulation not yet finished?

The Honghuang people paled in shock, and the Honghuang Di Zi, seeing it most clearly, retreated hastily.

In the vast sky, Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang stood side by side, instinctively glancing at the void. Their eyes narrowed slightly. Being closest to Ji Ningshuang, Ye Chen felt it most acutely—the so-called tribulation was only just beginning.

Moreover, he was certain that what followed would be the tribulation of the Di Dao Fa Ze Shen.

"You need to take shelter for now." Ji Ningshuang smiled faintly and summoned a divine mirror.

"You have to hold on." Ye Chen said, stepping into the divine mirror. The mirror contained its own space, and while he could share in the thunder tribulation with Ji Ningshuang, he absolutely could not involve himself in the Di Dao divine punishment.

"I will." Ji Ningshuang took a deep breath and put away the mirror.

No sooner had she spoken than the eastern void twisted, and a figure materialized, formed from thunder—a majestic man, as unyielding as a mountain, with Di Dao Fa Ze intertwining around him.

"Father." Feng Yu, watching from outside, trembled, his eyes brimming with tears as he stared at the figure in green robes. That face was all too familiar, etched deeply into his soul.

The other Di Zi didn't need to ask; the one Feng Yu called father was undoubtedly Qing Di.

"The second one has appeared." Bai Zhi murmured softly, fixing her gaze on the west, where another majestic figure emerged.

This time, it was Li Fengqiu who trembled, choking back sobs. It was Tian Que Da Di.

Following that, three more figures appeared simultaneously, making Mu Yang, Zi Yu, and Jiu Liu's eyes well up with tears. They were Zhu Tian Da Di, Wu Ji Da Di, and Yu Kong Da Di—three figures like unbreakable monuments, standing tall between heaven and earth, as if they were myths.

"Five Di Dao Shen now." Tian Shuo whispered, his eyes full of hope, wishing to see Xuan Gu Da Di again.

Like him, Xiao Lu, Wu Qing, and Chen Yi felt the same. Though they had seen them during Ye Chen's Sheng Wang tribulation, the memories had faded with time, and they longed to see them once more.

Under their watchful eyes, a sixth figure appeared, clad in armor with eyes like stars and black hair like a waterfall, exuding supreme Di Wei. Strands of Di Dao Fa Ze swirled around him in profound patterns.

"This is something else." Ming Jue and Bai Zhi were stunned, their expressions a mix of surprise as they looked at the sixth figure. It was none other than Ming Di—they would never mistake him.

On Ming Jie Ming Shan, Ming Di and the Di Zun's expressions were equally odd. Ming Di's heart was stirred as he gazed at his own Di Dao Fa Ze Shen, feeling an strange sense of unreality.

"Fo Zu Ru Lai and Dao Zu Hong Jun." Exclamations echoed from the Tian Zun ruins across the heavens.

After Ming Di's figure, two more appeared from east and west—one a Buddha with booming Buddhist chants like great bells, the other a Taoist in flowing purple robes with resonating Dao sounds. One was the progenitor of Buddhism, the other of Daoism, both legendary emperors manifesting in this form.

But it didn't end there. Eight more figures appeared together, making the Honghuang people tremble.

These eight Di belonged to great Honghuang clans: Gui Ju, Tao Wu, Tian Xie, Qiong Qi, Teng She, Jin Ni, Tao Tie, and another Teng She Da Di. The eight stood shoulder to shoulder, their Di Dao converging, plunging the heavens into darkness.

"Sixteen Di." Ri Yue Shen Zi muttered, swallowing hard. "Dong Shen's talent is terrifying beyond words."

"Back in Ye Chen's Sheng Wang tribulation, he drew the Sixteen Di. Who knew his wife would be just as monstrous?"

"This whole family is full of freaks—the kind that defy the heavens."

"Impossible! This can't be happening." Roars and howls filled the air, coming from the Honghuang Di Zi. Staring at the lineup of the Sixteen Di, they couldn't accept it. As Di Zi themselves, they had never summoned even one Di Dao Fa Ze Shen. Their talents were not only crushed by Ye Chen but also by Ji Ningshuang, shattering their lofty pride.

"This isn't going to be fun." Ye Chen, inside the divine mirror, couldn't help but cough dryly. He had fought the Sixteen Di before and knew their power all too well—even sixteen of them had nearly ended him. Now that Ji Ningshuang's Sheng Wang tribulation had summoned them, she might actually be in real danger.

"Sixteen Di—quite the honor." Ji Ningshuang scanned all directions, her delicate brows furrowed. Though these weren't the true emperors, they were incredibly formidable, meaning she had to face sixteen opponents on the level of young great emperors single-handedly. She had no confidence in overcoming such an array.

"As long as your Dao Xin remains unbroken, your body will not perish."

"I understand." Ji Ningshuang nodded, her aura surging to its peak in an instant. Her three thousand strands of hair turned red in a flash, with ancient divine patterns etched on her forehead, activating forbidden techniques to boost her combat power.

With a gentle breeze, the Sixteen Di moved as one, attacking from all sides.

Ji Ningshuang's movements were elusive; she dodged Qing Di's sword and countered with a palm that sent Qiong Qi Da Di staggering back. But Tian Xie Da Di struck next, his divine finger piercing her body. Then the six Honghuang Di unleashed mysterious Di Dao immortal arts, nearly finishing her off.

Ji Ningshuang activated her visions to protect herself, fighting and retreating.

Dao Zu Hong Jun and Fo Zu Ru Lai attacked together, their Dao pinnacle and Buddhist wonders shattering her visions. Tian Que Da Di's palm slammed down, forcing her to stumble, while Yu Kong Da Di, Zhu Tian Da Di, and Wu Ji Da Di pressed on fiercely with a sword, a palm, and a finger, almost obliterating her true form.

This was just the first wave from the Sixteen Di, already pushing Ji Ningshuang to the brink of death.

Ye Chen watched with a grim expression, and the Zhutian Di Zi looked equally solemn. Sixteen young emperors against one—any slip could mean instant death. Those with unsteady Dao Xin would surely fall.

"Before even passing her Sheng Wang tribulation, she already has the power to slay Di Zi. If she emerges transformed from this, how terrifying would that be?" Honghuang Qilin Jiu Chen clicked his tongue. "Even the Sheng Ti might not match her then."

"But she has to survive first." Ming Jue rubbed his hands. "The Sixteen Di aren't joking around. I remember Ye Chen's Sixteen Di tribulation clearly—it was a brush with death nine times over."

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The heavens were engulfed in thunderous roars.

The Sixteen Di's auras linked together, their Di Dao Fa Ze intertwining and their supreme Di Wei dancing. Numerous destructive visions appeared, shrouding the world in darkness. Every strike shattered the sky and cracked the earth, the scene utterly grand.

From below, the Sixteen Di looked like sixteen brilliant stars, and Ji Ningshuang was no different. The phenomenon of seventeen stars in alignment manifested again, outshining all other light.

Ji Ningshuang was covered in blood, fighting desperately, but still no match for the Sixteen Di. In that moment, any secret arts or divine abilities paled before the young emperors.

"Die! Die!" The Honghuang people watched with bloodshot eyes, grinning maliciously. If Ji Ningshuang were truly destroyed by the Sixteen Di, it would save them the trouble—this kind of prodigy absolutely could not be allowed to live.

In contrast, the Zhutian Di Zi watched with deep worry. It was rare for the heavens to produce someone as talented as the Sheng Ti, and if she fell to the tribulation's divine punishment, it would be a utter waste.

Mid-sentence, Ji Ningshuang suffered another heavy blow, her Yuan Shen struck by Qing Di's sword.

The other fifteen Di's attacks were equally devastating, their encirclement throwing the universe into chaos.

"Transform into the Dao and fight with the Dao."

"Transform into the Dao." Ji Ningshuang murmured softly, a flash of enlightenment in her dim eyes.

In the next instant, her form changed, turning into a ethereal phoenix—the manifestation of her Dao.

The Sixteen Di transformed as well, becoming divine dragons, all engaging in the Dao's battle.

The heavens rumbled as sixteen divine dragons clashed with one phoenix in the sky—a war of the Dao.

In the midst of battle, Ji Ningshuang evolved, her Dao undergoing nirvana. In several fleeting moments, her Wan Wu Zhi Sheng Dao even surpassed the emperors' Dao, aligning with the Great Dao itself and reversing her defeat.

"This comprehension ability." Ye Chen marveled, truly shocked by Ji Ningshuang. From his simple advice to "transform into the Dao," she had grasped it so deeply—it was astonishing, a talent beyond measure.

"The Sixteen Di tribulation has passed its most difficult phase." Ye Chen shifted his gaze from Ji Ningshuang and peered through the divine mirror at the surroundings. The Honghuang army and Honghuang Di Zi were preparing a killing strike, ready to eliminate her at any moment.

His role was to protect Ji Ningshuang.