A person in the heavens, starting with a Chaos Emperor Dao Fruit

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However, the ancient army of the Primordial Realm was not entirely at a disadvantage. This was their home realm, and they were fighting on their own turf, which meant they were able to wait for the enemy to tire themselves out. Their understanding and comprehension of the rules of the universe were far superior to those of the cultivators from other realms.

Furthermore, the World Tree still exists, and even though Changming was destroyed, the Primordial Ancient Realm is still considered intact overall.

The Dao Seed Method, under the complete heaven and earth, possesses immense power. Beings who wield extraordinary ancient seeds can freely unleash the power of the Great Dao.

These factors compensated for the lack of war experience in the primitive ancient world.

This resulted in a fierce and evenly matched battle between the two armies.

Before long, the war between the two realms escalated and expanded further, causing the universe to shatter and the sun and stars to fall.

The strange phenomenon of the fall of true immortals would appear from time to time, and immortal beings from other realms would also perish one after another, buried in the primordial ancient world, never to return.

The casualties among the Supreme Beings were also terrifying. As for those below the Supreme Beings, the battlefield was littered with corpses and countless bones, and the fighting had become unbearable for both sides.

However, the other side has the aid of dark matter, which can transform the creatures of the primordial ancient world into corrupted beings to fight in place of the cultivators from the other side.

This method greatly reduced the casualties among the foreign cultivators.

However, the power of the Dao Seed Method was too terrifying, and with the help of the World Tree, the alien realm repeatedly encountered obstacles and could not make rapid progress.

Soon after, an immortal king from another realm ordered the dispatch of even more alien armies into the Primordial Ancient Realm.

The brutality of the war escalated further. In just three hundred years, nearly twenty True Immortal powerhouses perished on the Primordial Ancient Realm side, and the alien realm side suffered a similar fate.

However, troubled times produce heroes, and many prodigies have risen to prominence in war, earning great fame, whether in the ancient primordial world or other realms.

This was a time of war and chaos, with cultivators from both realms clashing and fighting to the death at all costs.

Every moment, living beings perish, turning into cold bones that forever slumber underground.

On the Immortal Realm side, with the mediation of the Yunhua camp, more than one reinforcement force was dispatched to join the battlefield against the alien realm.

Meanwhile, in the other realms, they made contact with the dark faction led by the Hydra and received reinforcements.

One after another, blood-stained, dark ships stormed into the primordial ancient world.

Faced with the fierce onslaught of the alien army, several celestial realms fell one after another, completely lost, and were covered by darkness.

The arduous and dark years, the endless terror and slaughter, were enough to make one's scalp tingle and one's mind tremble. However, they did not frighten the myriad creatures of the primordial ancient world. They worked together to resist this difficult period.

Time flies, and fifteen hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The great battle continued, and it became increasingly brutal. Both sides were constantly throwing themselves into the fray, and the entire battle line was like a meat grinder, continuously devouring the lives of cultivators from both sides.

In a foreign land, in an ancient ancestral land of the Immortal King, Kundi exhaled a long breath. Before him, flames surged, and the Immortal Refining Pot churned within, constantly emitting black light.

Fifteen hundred years ago, during the Battle of Changming, the kings of the foreign lands were ambushed. At that time, the cycle of human reincarnation exploded. Kundi led several immortal kings to hide in the Immortal Refining Pot. Even though many immortal kings' magical artifacts blocked the Immortal Refining Pot, the weapon was still severely damaged, and cracks appeared on the surface of the pot.

Later, Kundi fought with the Six Paths Reincarnation Immortal King for a hundred years. The already damaged Refining Immortal Pot and the Six Paths Reincarnation Disc collided fiercely, almost causing this giant weapon to completely disintegrate.

After the great war ended, Kundi returned to the foreign land and used the essence and blood of all races to reforge his weapon. After thousands of years of tempering, this indisputable weapon of mass destruction was restored to its peak condition. All the original cracks disappeared, and the dark body of the pot emitted a deep and terrifying light, like a black sun.

As for the essence and blood of all races, some were stored in the Immortal Refining Pot, while others were extracted from the battlefield of the Primordial Ancient Realm by Kundi's orders.

Chapter 673 War Resumes

Kundi himself also recovered most of his injuries thanks to the powerful resources of the foreign land. He was full of energy and spirit, his blood and qi were terrifyingly strong, and his physical strength was as surging as a vast ocean. The surrounding void was collapsing inch by inch, and his two eyes were as dazzling as golden lamps.

This terrifying number one figure from another land, nearing the pinnacle of his life, began to harbor ambitions.

However, this kind of foundation is formed through the accumulation of dozens or even hundreds of eras; it is a consumable and cannot be abundant.

With a single breath, Kundi swallowed all the black flames into his belly, and the Immortal Refining Pot disappeared into his sleeve.

Then, Kundi stood up, his eyes filled with murderous intent. He moved his lips slightly and sent a telepathic message to the secluded cultivation sites of the other immortal kings in the foreign land, inquiring about their injuries. After learning that most of the immortal kings had recovered most of their injuries, Kundi decided to launch another campaign.

In the Battle of Changming, both the Immortal Kings of the two realms were severely injured. Given the resources of the alien realm, their recovery speed would inevitably be faster than that of the Primordial Ancient Realm. Therefore, at this moment, the top combat power of the alien realm is superior to that of the Primordial Ancient Realm.

We should strike while the iron is hot; if not now, when?

Thinking of this, Kun Di stepped out of his secluded cultivation place and appeared in a chaotic palace. Chaotic energy swirled here, and the rules of the Great Dao surged. One after another, tall and majestic statues of gods stood in the chaotic mist, lifelike and real, exuding a terrifying aura of immortal kings that was suffocating.

They were a group of supreme beings standing at the top of the alien pyramid. After Kundi entered the hall, he activated these statues without hesitation. The next moment, immortal light bloomed, and the majesty of the king swept across the sky and the earth. All the ancient statues opened their eyes, their gazes burning brightly, like shooting stars streaking across different historical skies.

Each of them was a protagonist of their time, a standout in their era, overlooking eternity, enduring the rise and fall of eras and the changing of dynasties.

At this moment, summoned by the giants, they awoke one by one from their slumber. All the immortal kings knew that a terrifying war far surpassing the War of Changming was about to begin. In this war, even more king-level beings would fall, and they would have the opportunity to completely conquer the Primordial Ancient Realm and achieve their goals.

"Senior Kundi, is the final battle about to begin?" a young immortal king asked.

Kun Di nodded: "If I'm not mistaken, the kings of the Primordial Ancient Realm are still in deep seclusion, and their condition is far worse than ours. If we attack now, we will surely succeed in one battle."

Only 1,500 years have passed since the last great battle. It's already quite good that Yunhua, who was critically injured and on the verge of death, has recovered even 30% of his strength. His terrifying Dao Fruit doesn't allow him the energy to cultivate further. We absolutely cannot give him a chance to catch his breath.”

“Fellow Daoist Kundi is absolutely right. If we give Yunhua enough time to fully cultivate his Dao Fruit, he will become the next Butcher. At that time, it will be impossible for us to conquer the Primordial Ancient Realm again. It will be as difficult as ascending to heaven,” the Nine-Headed Monster said.

"Hehe, so the final battle is finally about to begin? I can't wait any longer. This time, I will devour that willow tree completely to quell the hatred in my heart." A tall and terrifying creature said this, his eyes filled with murderous intent and a tyrannical spirit.

He was none other than the renowned plant-type giant—the Demon King Pu. All the kings knew who the willow tree Pu mentioned was. During the great war, the Demon King Pu monopolized the giant Willow God. In order to stop the Willow God from supporting Yunhua, the Demon King Pu fought a bloody battle, desperately battling the willow tree for a hundred years. Although he made the enemy pay a heavy price, the Demon King Pu himself was more seriously injured and suffered greatly in front of the ancestral spirit. Given the Demon King Pu's personality, he was naturally unwilling to accept this.

"I also look forward to fighting the Immortal King of the Primordial Ancient Realm again. This time, I will suppress a giant and seal him into the Crimson King Furnace." Beside the Demon King Pu, a burly man in cold armor said coldly. He was the Beast of Time, who once fought the Immortal King of the Primordial Ancient Realm to the point of earth-shattering destruction, and the long river of time had to change course.

"Hmph, if it weren't for those supreme immortal kings blocking my attacks during the last great battle, I would have swallowed him whole. This time, he has no chance of surviving," the giant Devouring King said viciously.

Although the sixth giant, the Purple Gold King, didn't say anything, his cold eyes revealed that he also had a deep-seated hatred for the Immortal Kings of the Primordial Ancient Realm, a feud that was irreconcilable.

"My crimson spear has long been thirsty for blood. In this life, I will surely slay all the Immortal Kings and destroy the Primordial Ones, slaughtering until the Thirty-Three Heavens are all withered, overlooking the ages, and annihilating the Immortal Ancient." A majestic and imposing being spoke coldly. He was too tall, standing in the chaotic mist, and his whole being was unbelievably young, like a youth in the prime of his life.

Although he was not a tycoon, his words were powerful and inspiring, even moving the tycoons who heard them.

“Fellow Daoist Anlan is right. This battle must be decisive, and we must fight until no one in the Primordial Ancient Realm dares to claim supremacy,” echoed the Supreme Immortal King Yu Tuo.

These words greatly encouraged the foreign kings who had suffered heavy injuries in the previous battle, and their blood boiled. If they could kill all the original immortal kings in one battle, they would write an immortal legend and be destined to be remembered for eternity.

Such glorious achievements will write a brilliant chapter and be praised and admired by future generations.

Subsequently, the kings began to discuss their attack plan. Last time, the contents of their attack plan were discovered by the Fearless Lion and the Demon Dragon, who were at the True Immortal level, leading to a leak and triggering a series of chain reactions that caused their attack plan to fail. This time, the kings of the foreign lands learned their lesson and decided that all information about the attack plan should be kept secret from the Immortal King.

"Fifteen hundred years ago, when we were recuperating and in seclusion, our world's attacks were repeatedly thwarted and made little progress. All of this was because the Primordial Ancient Realm had the World Tree fighting against us, and the power of the Dao Seed Technique was immense, causing incalculable losses to our world."

"If we can fell the World Tree, the Primordial Ancient Realm will be unable to support a war of kings. At that time, heaven and earth will shatter, the universe will be incomplete, the laws of the Great Dao will be broken, and the power of the Dao Seeds and Laws of the Primordial Ancient Realm will be greatly reduced. Then, our army will be invincible."

“Fellow Daoist is right. The World Tree is a major problem. If we can solve it, the benefits to our realm will be immense and immeasurable.” An Immortal King nodded, strongly agreeing with this statement.

The others nodded in agreement, regarding the World Tree of the Primal Ancient Realm as a thorn in their side.

“According to the fellow Daoists who went to oversee the Primordial Ancient Realm, all the Heavenly Kings of the Primordial Ancient Realm are gathered under the World Tree, using that giant tree as a fortress. The only way for us to cut down the World Tree is through a direct assault; there is no other way,” Kun Di said.

"In that case, let's head straight for the World Tree and have a final battle with them."

"After the events involving the Fearless Lion and the Demonic Dragon, the Primordial Ancient Realm must have taken precautions. It's simply impossible for them to set up new pieces now," the Crimson King said coldly.

The kings nodded, agreeing with this statement.

Kundi and the others nodded slightly, finding his words reasonable. Then, they began to discuss the specific plan for attacking the central area of ​​the Primordial Ancient Realm. The first priority was to cut down the World Tree, not only to weaken the power of the Dao Seed Law and destroy the Thirty-Two Heavenly Domains, but also to undermine the confidence of the beings in the Primordial Ancient Realm and prevent them from having the will to resist.

In the ancient realms that possess the World Tree, regardless of the interface, the World Tree is a source of faith for all living beings. Once this faith collapses or falls, the spirit of the beings in the ancient realms will be completely lost, and they will become despondent.

Just as the Immortal King reunited in another realm, preparing for a second major offensive.

In the primordial ancient realm, Yunhua, who was perfecting his spiritual treasure Dao fruit, frowned slightly, his keen spiritual senses issuing a warning.

Chapter 674 The Physical Body Nurtures the Emperor's Light

His primordial spirit power was too strong. Even though the kings of the foreign lands were well hidden and the causal fog was thick, Yunhua could still sense that a crisis was approaching.

At times like these, where can a crisis come from? Only from elsewhere.

He sighed slightly. The foreign lands were indeed powerful. They had recovered from their injuries in just 1,500 years and were about to attack the Primordial Ancient Realm again.

In comparison, the Primordial Ancient Realm is much worse.

There was no way around it; they had fought in countless battles across foreign lands and acquired far too many valuable items, including even a Divine Ancient Pill. One could imagine how wealthy they were.

"Fellow Daoists, I have some bad news." Yun Hua's voice rang out, reaching the ears of every Immortal King in the Primordial Ancient Realm.

Wuzhong, Liudao, Zhenlong, Qiankun, Yunwang, and others awoke at the same moment.

Their brows furrowed, and they naturally knew what the "bad news" Yunhua was referring to was.

The shadow of war instantly loomed over the hearts of every Celestial King.

In terms of resources and foundation, they are ultimately no match, falling short by more than one level, even though the Primordial Ancient Realm also possesses heaven-defying items that can accelerate the healing of a Celestial King's injuries.

However, their numbers are limited and can only be used on some important combat forces, who are the pillars of the ancient world.

In contrast, the other realm possesses resources far exceeding those of this world, allowing every immortal king to receive maximum restoration.

As one side gains and the other loses, the gap between the two worlds widens.

Now, the great battle of the Immortal Kings is about to begin. The ancient Immortal King's injuries have only partially healed, while the Immortal Realm is also locked in a fierce battle with the Immortal Kings of the Dark Faction, leaving them with limited resources to provide support.

No matter how you look at it, their chances of survival are slim.

"Gentlemen, I also have some good news." Just as the kings were in despair and sighing, Yunhua suddenly spoke up.

"Good news? May I ask what good news Fellow Daoist Yunhua is referring to? Is there perhaps reinforcements?" one of the Ten Fiends asked.

Yunhua smiled without saying a word, while his body was surging with terrifyingly hot blood energy, exuding a strong vitality that instantly swept through his entire body, seemingly undergoing some kind of inexplicable manifestation.

A vast and boundless aura rose from his body, surging forth like an unparalleled emperor resurrected!

Strands of light rippled across his body, each ray reflecting a world, reaching the extreme of destruction. Those lights possessed an extremely mysterious aura, shaking one's soul.

"He...has surpassed the Celestial King?" Several Celestial Kings were horrified. This kind of aura shouldn't belong to a Celestial King!

Yunhua suddenly opened her eyes, her two blazing gazes like celestial swords, seemingly able to pierce through the nine heavens and ten earths, with chaotic energy like the sea cascading down like a raging waterfall.

Several Celestial Kings felt a sharp pain in their eyes. What kind of eyes were those? They exuded an aura of age and vicissitude, as if the sun, moon, and stars floated within them—they were far too sharp.

Even experts at the Celestial King level were horrified; this aura was too terrifying. A single glance seemed capable of tearing them apart with ease.

"The good news is that I have become the Emperor Light Immortal King!"

Wisps of light rose from Yunhua's body. Although they were not dazzling, they gave the immortal kings a very strange feeling.

It's a palpitation. It's a stirring. It's joy.

“This is…” Wu Zhong was horrified.

He didn't understand why seeing the radiance outside Yunhua's body gave him this feeling.

"A feeling of déjà vu..." Liu Shen frowned and lowered her head in thought.

At the same time, the Six Paths Immortal King and all the other Immortal Kings were in the same situation.

In less than a moment, the Immortal King Wuzhong exclaimed, "Breaking through the King to become an Emperor!"

"He... he actually reached that realm?" All the Immortal Kings changed color.

Legend has it that this is an unparalleled realm surpassing even the Immortal King, driving countless Immortal Kings to madness, causing them to disregard the perils of the Boundary Sea and risk their lives for it.

He ventured into the deepest part of the Boundary Sea at the risk of his life, traveling for countless epochs, all in order to find the path from king to emperor.

"The Immortal Scripture and the Dao Fruit of No Sorrow corroborate each other, and we finally see the way forward." Yunhua sighed at this moment.

"See the road ahead!"

Every Celestial King was shocked. Even those Celestial Kings who were usually indifferent and ruthless when looking down on the world could no longer remain calm.

"Then, your current strength..." The Six Paths Reincarnation Immortal King came to his senses and asked in shock.

"I've simply seen the path ahead, my strength has improved slightly, and my injuries and essence have recovered," Yunhua replied calmly.

While the immortal kings were wondering what to think, he turned his gaze to a place... the cause and effect of another realm.

"Fellow Daoist Yunhua is making a breakthrough in strength and has already touched the realm of the Emperor. Even if our realm is no match for the other realm, we can still hold our own against them and not be crushed."

"The Great Retribution is imminent. The alien realm cannot fight us indefinitely. One day they will be unable to withstand the pressure and will have to withdraw." The Six Paths Reincarnation Immortal King also acknowledged Yunhua's strength.

With the comments from several powerful figures, the pessimism in the hearts of the kings was instantly alleviated. Everyone had high expectations for Yun Hua, hoping that this supreme Emperor Light Immortal King Yun Hua could save the world.

Just as the kings regained some confidence and their fighting spirit gradually rose, a tremendous and earth-shattering change occurred in the outside world.

The alien army, which was originally in a stalemate, suddenly gathered a large force and launched a major attack on the central celestial region where the World Tree was located. One after another, the alien kings who had not appeared for a long time appeared and took the lead in the alien attack.

Under the leadership of the Immortal King, the alien army swept through the land like a whirlwind, breaking through several celestial realms in succession. Wherever they went, corpses littered the fields and rivers of blood flowed.

The Celestial King in charge of overseeing the army was powerless against this, because the one who made the move was someone they couldn't afford to offend—a terrifying alien giant.

Kundi wielding the Immortal Refining Pot, the nine-headed monster covered in dark matter, the sky-devouring demon bird that blots out the sun, the towering and terrifying Pu Demon King, the ferocious and cold-blooded Time Beast Crimson King...

Each one of them is an unparalleled being who overlooks the heavens and dominates the world. Ordinary immortal kings cannot withstand more than a few blows from them before being suppressed and annihilated.


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