Chapter 2125: Emperor's Weapon Aids the Battle

Chapter 2125: Emperor Weapons Assist in Battle

The war drums of Zhutian thundered, majestic and enduring, resonating through every corner of Zhutian.

Gazing into the distance, streaks of divine rainbows cut across the starry sky, each one a Zhutian cultivator—both elders and younger generations—some using transmission gates, others treading flying swords or soaring on clouds. They rushed from all directions in the starry sky toward Wangxuan Star's space, advancing relentlessly without a single one showing fear.

It could be said that, aside from Honghuang, all Zhutian cultivators were joining the battle.

Bang! Boom! Bang!

In the Bingyu Passage, deafening roars echoed endlessly, with more blood mist surging out from within. The senior experts assaulting the Qingtian Demon Pillar continued their fierce onslaught, falling one by one into pools of blood, their deaths as tragic as those of the ancient Da Chu expeditionary forces.

Kill!

The newly arrived Zhutian Quasi-Emperors charged straight in upon arrival. The elders nearing the end of their lifespans were the most frenzied, burning their remaining lifespan and plunging into the passage without hesitation. They sought to complete their final battle in near-ascension, striving to secure a bright and clear world for future generations of Zhutian.

For this cause, they did not hesitate to sacrifice their last flicker of life.

While the elder Quasi-Emperors raged on, the younger generations were not idle.

Centered on Wangxuan Star, formations of cultivators lined up, stretching across millions of li of starry space. A war banner named Zhutian stood tall in the cosmos. If the elders fell in battle or if the Tianmo forces broke through, they would become the barrier for all living beings—a blood-soaked Great Wall.

Ye Chen was not beating the war drums; instead, he stood at the forefront, clad in Huntian battle armor. He stuffed healing pills into his mouth one after another, restoring the wounds from the great battle without regard for the cost.

Ji Ningshuang was there too, standing shoulder to shoulder with him, also donned in battle attire—a true picture of harmony between husband and wife.

"Zhutian, will we win?"

"Will."

Ye Chen answered without a second thought, his eyes shining with unyielding resolve.

"Hell, if we die, in eighteen years, I'll still be a beast." Kui Niu roared fiercely, gripping his dark war axe fused with a Quasi-Emperor Weapon, ready at any moment to fight the Tianmo to the death.

"We're all probably gonna die—let me cop a feel of your chest!" Xiao Yuan Huang hoisted his dark gold iron staff, eyeing Bei Sheng beside him with gleaming, fiery eyes.

"Scram."

Bei Sheng's single word carried an air of eternal frost, like an unchanging ice beauty.

The Zhutian emperor's heirs all glanced at Xiao Yuan Huang, their expressions a mix of exasperation and amusement—you've got quite the nerve, still flirting at a time like this.

All the emperor's heirs were present, except for one: the son of Yan Emperor, who had gone elsewhere.

"Emperor Weapons! There are Emperor Weapons."

Someone suddenly shouted.

The Zhutian cultivators looked over and collectively swallowed hard.

It wasn't without reason—they were stunned by the sheer number of Emperor Weapons arriving, like beams of immortal light from various parts of the starry sky, each carrying the supreme Emperor's might, making the cosmos tremble.

The Zhutian Immortal Sword arrived, merging into Zhutian Emperor's body.

The Tianque Emperor Seal streaked across the sky, hovering above Li Fengqiu's head.

The Xuanyuan Sword's Emperor might surged, embedding itself in Wu Qing's hand.

These supreme Emperor artifacts of Zhutian each possessed their own spirit, seeking out their masters. Though the Emperors were gone, the weapons carried on their legacy, defending their glory with their artifact forms. In their view, this vast domain of Zhutian had always been tied to the Emperors' sentiments, ruled by them in ancient times, and what they guarded was that timeless bond.

With a resonant hum, a crimson Emperor Sword fused into Ji Ningshuang's body, originating from the Wangchuan Forbidden Zone, coming to aid the Yaochi Immortal Body in battle. Fused with the Emperor Weapon, she resembled a queen incarnate.

Ye Chen also received favor from an Emperor Weapon—a fairy sword from the Youming Continent.

Upon closer inspection, it was the sword of Di Zun, vibrating in Ye Chen's hand. Its terrifying supreme Emperor might enveloped his entire body, with Emperor Dao principles imprinting into his core.

"I mean, why aren't any Emperor Weapons coming for us two?" Rizhao Shenzi Zhiyan coughed awkwardly, glancing around. Even that jerk Kui Niu had an Emperor Weapon, yet none came for him.

"It's a matter of character." Dongzhou Wuwang took a deep breath, speaking with a tone of solemn advice.

"Don't mess around—I'm basically a half-Chaos Body." Zhiyan muttered, emphasizing the words "Chaos Body" extra loudly, as if afraid others wouldn't hear.

Surprisingly, his words worked. An Emperor Weapon truly descended, landing in his hand.

This Emperor Weapon was impressively domineering—a wolf-tooth club from the Donghuang's Refining Hell, not from any specific Great Emperor, but its power was absolutely overwhelming.

Not exaggerating, one swing could send an ordinary Quasi-Emperor back to their mother's womb.

"I've calculated it, and it's definitely a character issue." Now it was Zhiyan's turn to speak meaningfully, while casting a sidelong glance at Song Yu, his eyes seeming to say: I've got an Emperor Weapon now, so behave, or I'll make you cry.

Song Yu's face darkened. Just as he was about to lash out, an Emperor Dao immortal light descended—a God Blade from the Jin Forbidden Zone, etched with Emperor patterns and infused with destructive power.

Now, Song Yu stood tall and straight, returning the glance to Zhiyan with a smug look: What are you looking at? I've got a supreme Emperor Weapon too—wanna fight?

These two had nerves of steel, bantering even in a life-or-death crisis.

"What's there to look at? Charge!" Xiao Yuan Huang bellowed, gripping his family's Emperor Weapon iron staff, the first to charge into the Bingyu Passage. His aura was domineering, like the Douzhan Sheng Huang descending.

His shout spurred action—those with Emperor Weapons moved as one, rushing to aid the Zhutian elders. Once in, they had no intention of coming out until they reached the Qingtian Demon Pillar.

However, as soon as they entered, a wave of annihilating halo spread toward them.

In an instant, the Bingyu Passage collapsed, and those who had charged in were sent flying out one after another.

Before they could steady themselves, another thunderous boom echoed across the myriad domains, shaking Zhutian. Countless stars exploded, and the vast starry sky hummed and trembled on the verge of shattering. Even Wangxuan Star was not spared, shaking violently and making it hard to stand.

In the chaos, another explosion rang out, and a distant part of the starry sky burst apart.

Immediately, rolling demonic energy surged out, violent and bloodthirsty, cold and demonic. Though no figures were yet visible, the Emperor might preceded them, with strands of Emperor Dao principles crushing the starry sky.

"Emperor." Ye Chen was the first to halt, his face deathly pale.

"Emperor." The Zhutian cultivators were horrified, their souls trembling.

No sooner had the words fallen than figures shot out from the Bingyu Passage, drenched in fresh blood.

Upon closer look, it was Donghuang Taixin and the Zhutian Quasi-Emperors.

At this sight, the hearts of the Zhutian cultivators turned ice-cold. So many peak Quasi-Emperors had been collectively driven out, clearly indicating that a Tianmo Emperor had arrived. Of the many Quasi-Emperors who had entered, only about a dozen emerged—the rest were likely obliterated.

The dozen peak Quasi-Emperors steadied themselves with a wobble, their expressions grave as they stared toward the Bingyu direction. Earlier, they had indeed reached the base of the Qingtian Demon Pillar, but failed to destroy it because the Emperor of the Tianmo Domain had descended, more terrifying than the Tianmo Emperor of the past.

Under the watchful eyes of all, a foot stepped out from the Bingyu Passage. Perhaps due to the immense weight of its body, the foot crushed the very fabric of reality upon landing, making all things seem illusory beneath it. Even the barrier between Bingyu and Zhutian vanished in an instant.

Indeed, the Emperor of the Tianmo Domain had come, clad in armor with a towering imperial form. Strands of Emperor Dao principles manifested externally, intertwining and coiling around him. His Emperor might could destroy heavens and earth, his eyes deep and boundless, imprinted with endless Dao insights. Gazing closely, one could see visions of stars extinguishing within them. His presence seemed to freeze time itself, as if he stood upon the river of the world, aging the ages and remaining untouchable from afar.

Behind him was a demonic land piled with mountains of corpses and rivers of blood, rife with apocalyptic visions—suns collapsing, stars perishing, and all principles turning to destruction.

This was the Emperor of the Tianmo Domain, titled Can Ye, known as the Can Ye Demon Emperor.

His appearance made the myriad domain beings instinctively step back, their hands gripping weapons trembling. This was the might of an Emperor, transcending the Great Dao. He was not a mere Emperor Dao manifestation or Emperor Dao body; he was a true, flawless Great Emperor.

Even Tianjiu felt a shock in his soul—the divine general who once followed Di Zun into battle now regarded him with full wariness. Even if the nine great divine generals united, challenging the Can Ye Demon Emperor would lead to total annihilation. A flawless Emperor was beyond compare to an Emperor Dao body.

The divine general's state of mind mirrored that of the emperors.

Yue Huang's face was ashen and bloodless. Even if the other eight emperors were here and the nine Da Chu emperors joined forces, they would have to fight to the death, barely managing to take down the Can Ye Demon Emperor.

Unfortunately, only Yue Huang had survived the calamity among the nine, and the same went for the divine generals—they could not withstand this Emperor.

With the Emperor's arrival, the Tianmo armies also poured out of the Bingyu Passage, demons standing shoulder to shoulder, blanketing millions of li of starry space. Their grotesque faces were more hideous than hellish ghosts, their scarlet eyes fixed greedily and bloodthirstily on the Zhutian cultivators.

It was still a standoff, but unlike before, Zhutian now faced the Tianmo armies. Overlooking the celestial vault, it was like two vast oceans—one shimmering with immortal light, the other shrouded in darkness—accompanied by apocalyptic glows, dividing the vast starry sky into two worlds.

Clearly, Zhutian's forces were at a disadvantage. In terms of combat strength, the Tianmo outnumbered them tenfold, and what was most despairing was the presence of an Emperor on their side—a flawless Emperor.

In contrast, Zhutian had no more than five who could face an Emperor.

"Wonderful fresh blood." Can Ye Demon Emperor spoke, closing his eyes and savoring the aura of Zhutian. Though his words were casual, they boomed like eternal thunder, capable of shattering ancient immortal vaults. He truly seemed the ruler of the myriad domains, looking down upon all living beings as ants beneath the Emperor Dao.

"A supreme Emperor, yet sneaking around like this." Donghuang Taixin snorted coldly.

"How boring." Can Ye Demon Emperor chuckled, lounging on his icy throne and surveying Zhutian with disdain. As an Emperor, he had every right to such posture—the admiration of the world was his imperial dignity.

He ignored Donghuang Taixin's words, merely toying with a mocking glance toward the void, as if peering through the human and nether realms to see Di Huang and Ming Emperor, or even through the heavenly realm to spot Daozu Hongjun.

Whether Di Huang, Ming Emperor, or Daozu Hongjun, all remained silent.

The current Can Ye Demon Emperor was indeed more fearsome than the past Tianmo Emperor, seemingly aware of more secrets, knowing they harbored concerns and dared not recklessly breach Zhutian's passages.