Chapter 2847: The Gate of Great Achievement

The ultimate Dao emperor weapons dissipated, bringing peace back to the heavens and earth. In the vast, battered void, only the Hun Dun Ding remained, its divine glow dimmed but still dazzling in the eyes of mortals, outshining the blazing sun. That cauldron was truly exceptional, having withstood the onslaught of one hundred and thirty emperor weapons.

Buzz! Buzz!

The Hun Dun Ding hummed, as if issuing a call.

Immediately, the scattered fragments from all directions gathered once more, piecing together to reform the cauldron's body. However, it was heavily damaged and would require many years of nurturing to fully recover.

"Done beautifully."

The Chaos Fire and Chaos Thunder both howled triumphantly and soared into the sky to welcome the Hun Dun Ding back.

"What immense pressure."

Tian Lao murmured softly. Even in its weakened state, the latent pressure from the Hun Dun Ding made his heart tremble. A cauldron like this represented the pinnacle of achievement.

It wasn't just him—all the Quasi-Emperors felt the same.

Looking at the various sacred artifacts around, each one hummed in resonance, including the ultimate Dao emperor weapons. They were enveloped in swirling laws, vibrating intensely, acknowledging the newly advanced cauldron as an equal.

"The heavens now have one more emperor weapon."

The God King of Fortune spoke leisurely, a smile on his face.

His words resonated with everyone. The divine cauldron had earned this status; even true emperor weapons might not survive an attack from one hundred and thirty of their kind, yet it had. This demonstrated its dominance, making it fully deserving of the title.

"Feeling awkward?"

Xie Yun asked with his hands tucked in his sleeves, glancing at Ye Chen.

The word was apt.

After all, across the heavens, whose artifact had advanced before its owner? Ye Chen had set this precedent, with his own cultivation now overshadowed by his weapon.

Ye Chen said nothing, simply closing his eyes slightly.

In the instant the one hundred and thirty emperor weapons vanished, he had sensed a mysterious and powerful force pushing him forward, bringing him closer to the gate of great accomplishment. It was a heaven-defying opportunity.

And that force originated from the Hun Dun Ding.

Its own achievement was the catalyst.

As they spoke, the Chaos Fire and Chaos Thunder had already retrieved the Hun Dun Ding. They were unaffected, but the cauldron's return brought with it an invisible wind that amplified that mysterious force, making it even more formidable.

"Boss, is that enough?"

The Hun Dun Ding trembled lightly, its tone weary but amused.

"Enough."

Ye Chen smiled, slowly opening his eyes and gently placing his hand on the cauldron. He channeled his origin essence to erase the emperor-level killing intent within it, for his natal weapon was gravely injured.

The Quasi-Emperors watched in silence, their hearts pounding as they waited for Ye Chen to regain his strength. Once he did, he would attempt to break through to great accomplishment here.

"Will the Holy Body break through against all odds again?"

"With his artifact advancing, he must try once more."

"Only then would it be a true culmination of merits."

The crowd's murmurs filled the air, one after another, with many eyes fixed on Jade Maiden Peak and on Ye Chen. Those who knew him well saw the brilliance in his gaze. On the surface, he was healing the Hun Dun Ding, but in reality, he was gathering his power, building up a force capable of shattering barriers in a single strike.

After all, his ten years of frenzy and refinement had taken a heavy toll, and restoring himself to peak condition in such a short time wasn't easy.

By now, Ye Chen had withdrawn his hand and sat cross-legged in meditation.

The Quasi-Emperors stepped back, leaving the mountaintop.

Only Ye Chen remained at the peak, as still as a rock, fully resolving the essence of the nine-marked pills and deploying various restorative emperor-level immortal techniques. Methods like the Sacred Dao Reversal and the Great Wheel of Reincarnation were all activated at once.

This action energized the onlookers.

Clearly, the Holy Body was preparing for a breakthrough.

"The opportunity has arrived; he will surely achieve great accomplishment."

The Ming Emperor chuckled leisurely, though separated from the human realm, he could still see it all. A great emperor's insight was sharp, though it was a pity that Di Huang wasn't there—he would have been overjoyed. The Holy Body lineage was about to produce a supreme being.

The Dao Ancestor said nothing, merely watching quietly.

Unlike the Ming Emperor, he furrowed his brow slightly. He had unconditional faith that Ye Chen could achieve it, but in this era of imperial anomalies, variables might arise.

And he had a sense of foreboding.

"You're just worrying unnecessarily."

"In this age, who could stop him from achieving it?"

"Just watch—he will become a supreme being."

The Ming Emperor laughed, as if he could see the Dao Ancestor's expression. In Grand Chu, with so many peak powerhouses, they could handle any imperial variables. With such a lineup and situation, he couldn't imagine what could go wrong.

At the summit of Jade Maiden Peak, Ye Chen was enveloped in divine light.

As his strength recovered, his aura climbed steadily, his majestic vital energy transforming into an immortal sea that shrouded the peak. His domineering sacred body, forged like pure gold, gleamed with brilliant divine radiance, its pressure dominating the heavens and earth.

A breeze stirred, and he abruptly opened his eyes.

In that moment, two tangible golden beams shot from his eyes, piercing through space.

He rose at last, stepping upward step by step.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The rhythmic booms were heavy and deliberate, each step so weighty that it shook the universe, making the entire world tremble.

The people gazed up in unison, eyes fixed ahead.

Buzz!

A faint hum echoed through the void, and a massive gate materialized in the ether. No one knew if Ye Chen could see it, but the people could—an enormous gate radiating immortal light, its presence majestic, as if standing at the end of time, suppressing the river of history. Even Quasi-Emperors paled at its aura.

"Is that the gate of great accomplishment?"

Many were astonished. Quite a few present had witnessed Ye Chen's previous breakthroughs but had never seen this gate before. This was their first time.

"It's no weaker than the emperor's domain gate!"

The Holy Venerable spoke thoughtfully, and Di Ji agreed. Both had endured emperor tribulations and survived, so they had seen the emperor's gate.

Thus, achieving great accomplishment as a Holy Body was on par with an emperor.

Boom!

A thunderous roar sounded as Ye Chen halted abruptly.

Once more, he stood at the highest point of the void, gazing quietly at the gate of great accomplishment. He knew there was still a barrier between him and that gate. To reach great accomplishment, he had to break it. His last attempt had been blocked, but he was no longer the same Ye Chen. To him, that barrier was insignificant—a single punch could shatter it.

"Come."

He roared fiercely, shattering the skies with a step, clenching his golden divine fist infused with Chaos principles, invincible battle intent, and countless immortal techniques. This was the most powerful strike he had ever unleashed since embarking on the path of cultivation.

"Open for me!"

His shout echoed across the universe.

Crack!

The crisp sound of shattering rang out as the invisible barrier in the void crumbled under his fist. The heavens buzzed and trembled, the universe fractured, and the massive gate shook violently.

Roar!

After ten years, he transformed into a dragon once more, coiling upward. With the barrier gone, he soared freely through the nine heavens.

Amid the watchful eyes of all, he leaped into the gate of great accomplishment.

"He's done it."

The Ren Wang exclaimed in excitement, unable to contain his howl.

"He's done it."

The Quasi-Emperors laughed joyfully, their delight overflowing.

"He's done it."

The people's cheers welcomed the supreme being.

Boom!

But in the midst of the cheers, the gate of great accomplishment suddenly boomed.

Thud!

Then came the sound of vomiting blood. In the previous instant, Ye Chen had entered the gate, but now he was flung out horizontally, his massive dragon form reverting to human shape, his body a bloody mess.

"Trans-temporal kill."

At the peak of Boundary Nether Mountain, the Ming Emperor shot to his feet.

The Dao Ancestor rose with him.

The two emperors glanced at Ye Chen before turning to the vast expanse. They recognized it without a doubt—it was a trans-temporal kill. In some future timeline, a supreme powerhouse must have crossed time to attack Ye Chen.

"Dammit."

The Dao Ancestor's words were ice-cold. His ominous premonition had come true—there was indeed a twist. A trans-temporal kill was something even great emperors couldn't block. No matter how many strong experts Grand Chu had, it was futile against such an unseen threat.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

As the emperors watched, Ye Chen plummeted like a meteor, his golden immortal glow fading rapidly. Mid-fall, his sacred body exploded repeatedly, sacred bones stained with sacred blood scattering across the vast sky.

"What is this?"

The people, who had been cheering moments ago, now turned pale with shock. No one knew what had happened or what catastrophe had struck. He had clearly crossed the gate—why was he ejected, and in such a wretched state? Or was there someone hidden in the gate? A supreme powerhouse lying in wait?

"Trans-temporal."

The Ren Wang murmured, staring in a daze.

"Again."

Dong Huang Tai Xin's face was ashen, her jade hands clenched tightly in her sleeves. They had seen this before—when Xiao Ye Ling was undergoing her tribulation, Ye Chen had suffered a future kill. Now, as he advanced to great accomplishment, another attack from the future had come.

"Dammit."

The Yan Emperor snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.

Why now, of all times? They could have waited until after Ye Chen achieved great accomplishment. As it was, he had entered only to be forced out, still short of the mark.

"It's no use."

Di Ji took a deep breath, her words hollow. She saw it more clearly—the future's supreme expert must have calculated precisely, targeting Ye Chen's moment of breakthrough.

This trial was unavoidable for him.

"The strangeness of history, deviating from its path again."

Long Ye sighed, his expression dark and grim.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion erupted as the gate of great accomplishment in the void shattered completely. Amid the scattering illusory fragments, a fractured scene emerged: it depicted the vast starry heavens, where a figure stood at the pinnacle of the void, his back sturdy and unyielding, his imperial aura vast, shaking the four seas and eight wastelands, like an eternal monument suppressing the universe.

"A great emperor?"

"The Sword Sovereign?"

The two phrases came simultaneously.

The figure in the scene had to be a great emperor.

The figure in the scene had to be Wu Tian Sword Sovereign.

"What's going on?"

"Did the Sword Sovereign become an emperor?"

The people were stunned, turning to look at the Sword Sovereign.

"That's a future scene."

The Ren Wang revealed the secret. "It must have been exposed by the trans-temporal kill."

"So, without this trans-temporal attack, the one to prove the Dao and become emperor would have been Wu Tian Sword Sovereign."

Long Ye stated immediately.

"Unfortunately, the course of history has changed again. The one who becomes emperor in the future might not be the Sword Sovereign."

The God King of Fortune spoke thoughtfully.

"Is this the fixed fate of the heavens?"

The Sword Sovereign murmured to himself.

So, he truly could have proven the Dao and become an emperor.

But the path of history had shifted.

Perhaps he could still achieve it.

Or perhaps another would take his place.

Boom! Boom!

Amid the rumbling, the fractured scene dissipated into smoke, leaving only the shattered void and faint traces of temporal power lingering like shadows.

Boom!

Another roar echoed as the falling Ye Chen forcibly stabilized himself, his presence so overwhelming that the entire vast sky collapsed under the pressure.

At the sight, the Quasi-Emperors all ascended to the heavens.