Chapter 2869: Emperor's Power

Boom! Rumble!

The starry sky rumbled, and Da Chu shook violently. Lightning flashed and thunder roared, each bolt resembling the light of doomsday, extinguishing the hopes of all living beings time and again.

Beneath the heavens, countless eyes were filled with despair.

“Ants.”

The Third Tianmo Emperor sneered and struck down with a palm. Before it even landed, the universe began to collapse—it was a palm of annihilation, with power capable of destroying heaven and earth.

Boom!

Da Chu’s protective barrier trembled violently but did not shatter.

“Hold on.”

Roars echoed through the void, ringing out with unyielding strength.

It was Ye Chen’s Hun Dun Ding, hovering in the ethereal space, along with numerous Ji Dao Di Bing, desperately supporting Da Chu’s barrier. No matter what, they had to try, even if it meant holding out for just a few more instants—it could allow Ye Chen and the Quasi-Emperors to return. This great battle could not be faced passively.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The imperial artifacts buzzed, their Di Dao divine light interconnecting as they spontaneously revived their imperial might, stabilizing Da Chu’s universe. Emperors were supreme, and their artifacts carried the same pride, refusing to tarnish the emperors’ glory.

“Hold on.”

The veteran Quasi-Emperors roared madly, frantically sacrificing their origins to push the imperial artifacts and Hun Dun Ding to their limits. These would be the shield for all living beings.

“How interesting.”

The Third Tianmo Emperor chuckled eerily, slightly surprised. The power of his palm was formidable, yet it had failed to break through such a minor barrier, which was truly unexpected.

“I’d like to see how long you can hold out.”

The First Tianmo Emperor snorted coldly and pressed down from the sky with a palm.

The Second Tianmo Emperor attacked, his fist shattering everything in its path.

The Third Tianmo Emperor swung his war halberd, smashing down from above.

The Fourth Tianmo Emperor unleashed Di Dao immortal techniques, striking from afar.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The four emperors all struck, their Di Dao assaults raining down relentlessly, pounding the protective barrier with deafening impacts. Each strike caused countless people to vomit blood, and Da Chu’s mountains collapsed one after another. The once magnificent rivers and lands were now in ruins.

No one had expected Da Chu’s protective barrier to be so resilient, even astonishing the four Tianmo Emperors. It was holding up far beyond what they anticipated.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The Hun Dun Ding trembled with a buzz, and the Ji Dao Di Bing vibrated as well. Under the emperors’ attacks, their divine light dimmed repeatedly, each one teetering on the brink of collapse, struggling to maintain the protective barrier.

Buzz! Buzz!

The Lingxiao Treasure Hall was also buzzing.

Or rather, it was Ruoxi and the others whose bodies were trembling. Perhaps due to the threat of Di Dao power, the three of them erupted with immortal light simultaneously, manifesting Di Dao visions. Each of their foreheads bore an ancient immortal mark.

What followed was a strange scene: Chu Xuan and Chu Ling, in their slumber, merged into Ruoxi’s body one after another. In an instant, the three became one person.

At that moment, Ruoxi opened her eyes.

Her eyes were clear and pure, free of any impurity, embodying the essence of the Dao. Immortal radiance enveloped her, shrouded in divine glow, with Di Dao power spreading infinitely.

The Lingxiao Treasure Hall trembled excitedly, buzzing intensely.

Fu Ya was excited too, as if he could see it.

But things did not go as hoped.

Ruoxi took only a few steps before staggering. Perhaps her ancient wounds had not fully healed, or maybe the fusion had issues—she swayed unsteadily and collapsed. The three separated again, reverting to little girls.

Seeing this, Fu Ya’s heart turned ice-cold. He had thought Ruoxi’s awakening could turn the tide and protect all living beings, but now it seemed he had been overly optimistic.

“Ants, you are all ants.”

The Tianmo Emperors laughed wildly and without restraint.

Accompanied by the Third Tianmo Emperor’s palm, the barrier shattered, and Di Dao power poured through the breach, obliterating countless people and causing mountains to collapse thunderously.

“Kill.”

The Second and Fourth Tianmo Emperors charged in first, their emperor eyes blood-red and filled with savage malice, both licking their crimson tongues. The fresh blood of living beings was truly intoxicating.

However, before they could slaughter, two figures burst out from Tianxuan Gate—one like divine light, the other like immortal light. From left and right, they struck with fists and palms, charging straight at the two emperors and forcing them back.

“Hong Chen?”

“Liu Dao?”

Yes, it was them. Sensing the Tianmo presence, they had forcibly broken their seals, though their minds were muddled. Yet, deep in their subconscious, an ancient mission drove them: to fight the Tianmo. This mission felt even stronger than killing or protecting Ruoxi.

There was a hatred that transcended time and space.

Outside the starry sky, the Second and Fourth Tianmo Emperors halted, their steps crushing a swath of the universe.

“How interesting, truly interesting.”

The two emperors chuckled eerily, their eyes gleaming.

The other two emperors wore similar expressions, their emperor vision discerning the strangeness in the two figures—they did not belong to this time, likely from the future. Unfortunately, their original intellect had been erased by time, leaving them as mere puppets.

Two Quasi-Emperors had actually repelled two emperors.

This excited the four emperors even more, for this slaughter was no longer as boring as they had imagined. The existence of Hong Chen and Liu Dao added considerable thrill for them as great emperors.

Boom! Bang!

In the midst of conversation, Hong Chen and Liu Dao had already charged in, fighting despite their lack of awareness.

“Overreaching.”

The four great emperors sneered, surrounding them from all sides, intent on capturing the two alive. Since it involved time, they would take them for study—perhaps it could lead to some fortuitous gain.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The great battle erupted, throwing the starry sky into chaos.

Though not an emperor-level battlefield, the residual power was at that level, with waves of aura spreading across the seas and wilderness, causing Da Chu to rumble continuously.

Hong Chen and Liu Dao were at a disadvantage. In just three to five instants, they were covered in blood and bones—this was even with the emperors holding back.

It was not that they were not strong enough; the emperors were simply too powerful. Facing two against four, each battling two great emperors, how could Quasi-Emperors prevail? Moreover, without their intellect, their combat strength was greatly diminished, and their sacred body bloodlines had been erased by time.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The scene in the starry sky was extremely gruesome, with blood splattering across the universe and staining yin and yang. Not only the people of the heavens but even the Tianming Emperors could not bear to watch.

“Hong Chen.”

Chu Ling Yu and Hong Chen Xue cried out in choked voices.

With their tearful calls, the two rushed toward the sky, their eyes filled with tears. The last thing they wanted to see was this scene—he would die in battle!

“Come back.”

Many hands reached out, working together to stop the two. This was not a fight they could join; even the residual Di Dao waves were unbearable, let alone saving anyone.

“Sacred body! Hurry back!”

In this moment of crisis, the people cried out from their souls. The heavens now lacked even a single peak powerhouse, so how could Hong Chen and Liu Dao alone stop the four Tianmo Emperors?

Puff!

Under everyone’s gaze, Hong Chen spat blood again, nearly shattered by a spear from the Fourth Tianmo Emperor. Liu Dao fared no better, struck by an emperor’s palm and punched, his body almost exploding.

At Hengyue Sect, Ming Jue had sealed Qing Luan and laid her gently on a cloud.

Qing Luan’s beautiful eyes were brimmed with mist, as if she knew what her husband was about to do. It seemed, many years ago, she had already accepted this fate.

“Tell our child that his father was a great hero.”

Ming Jue smiled warmly, bending down to kiss Qing Luan, his eyes also tearful.

Under his wife’s watchful gaze, he turned and walked away with firm steps. Visible to the eye, purple-golden armor covered his body, his cloak fluttering. His aura soared instantly, climbing to its peak, with Di Dao immortal light blooming and Di Dao power surging like that of a true supreme being, his presence shaking the nine heavens and ten earths.

This was his mission.

Long ago, during his century of seclusion on Mingwang Star, he had fused with Di Dao power left by Ming Emperor before he left the heavens. Sealed for endless ages, fully fusing it would allow him to wield emperor-level strength for a specific time.

However, not everyone could fuse such power—it required the same bloodline as Ming Emperor, which Ming Jue possessed. Yet, it had taken him hundreds of years and still not been fully integrated.

Now, with no retreat for the heavens and human realm, even if the fusion was unsafe and he could not reach peak strength, he had to fight. Someone had to create the story that would be passed down through the ages.

Behind him, Qing Luan’s eyes were blurred by tears, and the figure in her sight gradually faded, the pain tearing at her heart.

She knew that Ming Jue’s departure meant the gates of the underworld, and this farewell was eternal.

Ming Emperor’s body trembled lightly, his silence profound and terrifying.

From the day he took Ming Jue as his disciple, it was no coincidence—it was destined for him to die for all living beings. And that day had finally come.

Bang!

Ming Jue stepped out of Da Chu.

“Great emperor?”

The people were all astonished, staring in a daze at Ming Jue. His back was so resolute, like an eternal monument standing at the end of time, with emperor glory illuminating the world.

“Where does he get such power?”

Xie Yun’s mouth hung open in shock.

Boom!

Amid the exclamations, another rumble sounded.

Beside Ming Jue, another figure appeared, also clad in battle armor, like a female emperor of unparalleled elegance. Di Dao immortal light bloomed from her, and Di Dao divine might flowed, with ethereal heavenly sounds resonating like an immortal melody across the cosmos.

She was Bai Zhi, the disciple of Di Huang.

She too had an ancient destiny, bearing the same mission as Ming Jue. She possessed Di Dao power but had not fully fused it.

The difference was that her Di Dao power came from Dong Hua Nu Di, for she was also a phoenix, sharing the same bloodline as Dong Hua Nu Di.

“This…”

The people were all stunned. If they had not seen it with their own eyes, they would not have known that the heavens hid such two world-shaking figures. Ironically, they were only learning of it now.

“Take care on your journey.”

“Take care on your journey.”

The two turned their heads and spoke in unison.

Exchanging a smile, they each set off on their paths, toward different directions. This “take care” was an eternal farewell. From the moment they unleashed their Di Dao power, their return was impossible.

Fight!

Ming Jue’s roar shook the universe. With an unmatched sword, he struck down the Third Tianmo Emperor. Empowered by Di Dao, he sent the great emperor’s blood and bones flying.

Puff!

At the same time, Bai Zhi thrust out a palm, her crystalline jade hand inscribed with Di Dao principles, its dominance striking the Fourth Tianmo Emperor and sending him flying thousands of miles.

“How interesting, truly interesting.”

The two emperors steadied themselves, their grins mixed with even more excitement.

“A one-on-one fight.”

Ming Jue said calmly, his gaze defiant and provocative. In reality, he was luring the Tianmo Emperor away—the fight had to happen elsewhere.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

The Third Tianmo Emperor snorted coldly and pursued relentlessly.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

Soon, rumbling echoed as the two clashed.

On the other side, Bai Zhi and the Fourth Tianmo Emperor had also engaged, their battle shattering the heavens and earth.

With the two Tianmo Emperors drawn away, the pressure on Hong Chen and Liu Dao eased. Liu Dao faced the First Tianmo Emperor, and Hong Chen faced the Second, the four fighting farther and farther, their Di Dao rumbles carrying destruction back with them.