Eternal Holy Emperor
Chapter 345 - 307: The Tragedy of Tiandu (Part 5)

Chapter 345: Chapter 307: The Tragedy of Tiandu (Part 5)

Hongtian Great Saint’s chest was pierced by a Doomsday Sky Spear, spurting a succession of blood flowers, tinged with terrible killing intent. The Divine Blood that splashed out was annihilated along with its divinity.

The strike dealt an unprecedentedly heavy blow to Hongtian Great Saint. His complexion turned pale, his vigor and vitality gone. His Jade Crown shattered, and his hair disheveled, the blood staining his Battle Armor. Strands of his hair plastered wetly against his chest and back.

Yet, Hongtian Great Saint was not killed. On the contrary, he let out a long howl, his entire body igniting with a dazzling Divine Radiance as he engaged in fierce battle.

But before him stood not just the initial Exotic Realm Divine Being; there were three in total, standing tall in the boundless Space of Plane, joining hands. Their Divine Arts were overwhelming, destroying his Battle Armor and sending more and more blood flowers splattering—a truly pitiable sight, with blood sprinkling the Space of Plane.

This was a desolate scene, the Hongtian Great Saint, a formidable Divine Being from an era, had repaired his Dao completely, healing his Dao injuries, yet still met such a dire fate.

There was no conclusion, for it had been cut off.

He also saw some scenes from the Tiandu Continent; the cross-border channel in the Western Desert had been completely blown open, and not even the Original Laws of the Tiandu Continent could stop it. Infinite Divine Power surged, sweeping away all that obstructed its path.

There, no fewer than ten Exotic Realm Divine Beings were descending, standing high upon the Heavenly Dome, each shrouded in Divine Light Groups, like blazing suns, commanding attention, their divine pressure sweeping across the Six Harmonies and Eight Desolates and reigning over the Tiandu Continent.

Even more Exotic Realm experts descended, an army numbering in the thousands—a force far surpassing that of the Tiandu Continent, claiming an overwhelming momentum.

Outnumbered, the Tiandu Divine Beings were defeated and withdrew from the cross-border channel. Moreover, one person who covered their retreat suffered the gravest of attacks. Exploding in the Heavenly Dome, his blood rained down across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths—a tragic infliction, mourning shared by the whole world.

Through the visions, Ye Chen caught a glimpse of one Divine Being’s vague face. His heart trembled—it was none other than the Jiuhua Empire’s Divine Ancestor, a kind and gentle elder, who thus perished in the Western Desert.

It was clear that he wasn’t slain; although he had sustained dreadful injuries, he hadn’t died. Instead, he chose to end his own life, dragging down an Exotic Realm Divine Being into complete obliteration with him in that explosive moment. The other pursuing shadows from the Exotic Realm were also heavily injured, covering the retreat of the other Tiandu Divine Beings.

It was evident the Tiandu Continent suffered heavy losses, the situation had been completely reversed, and several Divine Beings led the remaining experts far into the wild borders.

Then the Exotic Realm Divine Beings led their troops in pursuit, endless bloodshed erupting across the borders, stirring unrest across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

At this moment, the vision was similarly cut off, no more to be seen—one could not know the final outcome, though it was likely to be sorrowful, too grievous to contemplate.

On the King’s Ancient Road, many young seeds witnessed these images, their hearts filled with sorrow. Though they had long anticipated this, many couldn’t help but weep bitterly.

Among those who fought, there were many of their elders, their parents, their mentors—all respectable people who had given everything to protect the Tiandu Continent, fighting to the death rather than submit.

Now, they may have all been killed—who could not grieve?

One by one, the seed figures of the Tiandu Continent wept bitterly, pained at heart yet powerless. Cursing the heavens for not granting them a hundred more years to grow, otherwise, they could have joined their honorable elders to fight against the Exotic Realm experts rather than helplessly watch as they had.

The most hateful thing was this: they would rather die in battle than live like this.

But they had to live on, each one looking up to the sky with a furious howl, their eyes filled with determination and an intense desire to cultivate.

Their shoulders no longer bore just their own burdens but carried the hopes of countless people from the Tiandu Continent, the hopes of elders, of the unknown predecessors, and of the high Divine Ancestors, in the anticipation that one day, they would return triumphant, carving out a bright new world and raising the Tiandu Continent once again.

They could not afford to fail!

Only the young powerhouses of the Exotic Realm laughed heartily, for their generation had finally descended completely, reigning supreme over the Tiandu Continent.

They were on the verge of dominating this realm.

Far at the deepest part of the King’s Ancient Road, Ye Chen felt his own heart trembling.

Ye Chen’s heart was also trembling. Whether it was Hongtian Great Saint or the Divine Ancestor of the Jiuhua Empire, they were all closely related to him, respectable elders.

The life or death of Hongtian Great Saint was uncertain, and the Jiuhua Ancient Ancestor had been slain. He couldn’t calm down no matter what.

"Ah!"

Ye Chen couldn’t help but let out a long howl to the sky, his hair flying wildly as if they were black dragons.

Upon seeing this, Xia Shuangwang sneered: "So they have finally attacked, hm? Although the beings in this prison of world have indeed grown stronger, even losing the White Tiger Envoy of the Ancient Demon God’s command, in the end, they will still fall under our control."

"I advise you to surrender obediently, otherwise, you will undoubtedly die."

"If not, this world will sooner or later fall and become part of our realm; it cannot continue to exist."

Ye Chen gazed over, his entire being emitting an unprecedentedly terrifying might, as if the whole world trembled for it: "I am going to kill you!"

Boom——

The most terrifying power erupted. Ye Chen lashed out in a rage, the nine-layered divine halo coalesced into one in an instant, casting forth an immortal light that blasted Xia Shuangwang almost to pieces. He tumbled into the channel leading to the Heavenly and Myriads of Realms.

Swoosh——

Without the slightest hesitation and filled with uncontrollable fury, Ye Chen followed suit, almost instantly arriving on an ancient land shrouded with an aura of primordality, rich with nature’s spiritual energy, and subject to the heavens’ suppression, which greatly oppressed strength and made it impossible to tear through the void.

This was the Heavenly Dao’s suppression on the Heavenly and Myriads of Realms, stabilizing heaven and earth, not easily destroyed.

"Is this... the Heavenly and Myriads of Realms!?"

After consuming spiritual pills, Xia Shuangwang managed to heal his injuries with difficulty but was shocked at the scene before him. He had not expected that at the very end of the King’s Ancient Road there would be an ancient passage to the Heavenly and Myriads of Realms, which was beyond his expectations.

"Yes, this is the Heavenly and Myriads of Realms, but it will also be your burial place!"

An icy voice reached him, sending shivers down Xia Shuangwang’s spine as he saw a figure approaching from behind, godlike and demon-like, with overwhelming suppression that was unrivaled.

The supreme Great Demon King had caught up, and he had no intention of resisting. He could not possibly contend against the reincarnated body of the Yuan Yang God King.

Almost immediately, he chose to flee. As powerful as he was, he did not entertain any thoughts of resistance. It was a joke—this was the reincarnation of an Immortal True King, who had awakened his past and present, mastering unbeatable divine arts, invincible.

He pulled out a divine ship, another crafted in the Exotic Realm similar to the previous Lightning Divine Ship, only not as indestructibly fortified.

He steered the divine ship swiftly across the Primordial Land, careless of the terrifying demon beasts he startled in this land where survival was paramount.

"Thinking of fleeing?" Ye Chen snorted coldly and gave chase, stepping on the Reverse Space Eight Steps, transmuting into a streak of golden light shooting heavenward, and even more, he cast the Dao Treasure Bottle Seal, sending out beams of the light of destruction that bombarded the divine ship.

Even in the intact and Heaven-suppressed abundance of Dao of the Heavenly and Myriads of Realms, wherever the divine light fell, chunks of the Primordial Mountain Forest turned to ash. Two peaks shattered, leaving nothing behind.

Such was the young monarch, even within the Heavenly and Myriads of Realms full of terrifying beings, heaven and earth could not fully restrain their supreme combat strength, especially for a dreadfully fearsome personage like Ye Chen.

The divine ship, with array patterns flickering, its defenses quivering and starting to erode, was almost disintegrated in the void.

But ultimately, it steadied itself. Xia Shuangwang, greatly shaken, steered the ship in full force to escape.

The two, one in pursuit of the other, blazed across the Primordial Land, continuing the scene from the King’s Ancient Road, but with the roles now completely reversed.

Boom——

Even the strongest divine ship could not withstand Ye Chen’s assault, and after enduring thirty-six of Ye Chen’s punches, the ship’s array patterns wore away and it disintegrated completely, tearing apart in the Heavenly Dome. Xia Shuangwang, severely harmed and nearly torn apart, was covered in blood and looking most pitiful, a sight never seen before.

However, riding the shockwave, he flashed away, aiming for an Ancient City on the Primordial Land to seek refuge; otherwise, he would be slain by Ye Chen.

He had already sensed the presence of living beings ahead, and not just a few.

As long as he could successfully escape there, relying on the power of the Exotic Realm, he would surely be protected.

Swoosh——

Xia Shuangwang made a lightning-fast escape and saw before him a vast plain where two armies clashed—in numbers easily surpassing a million. They were primarily composed of mortal martial artists rather than cultivators, engaged in fierce battle.

Rivers of blood flowed and corpses were everywhere, the sky stained with the hue of blood. Countless soldiers fought, their combat cries endless.

Amidst them, numerous cultivators fought fiercely; most were of the Demigod Realm with a few in the Divinity Transformation Realm, clashing violently.

"Make way!"

At that moment, a thunderous shout arose, and a terrifying figure charged in. The dominating aura of a supreme monarch made both sides of the fray tremble with fear—this was surely a super expert.

And he was young, a young heavenly pride of extraordinary distinction. Yet here he was, bloodied and fleeing, which surprised many.

"You can’t escape!"

A demonic voice thundered over the blood-soaked battlefield, deafening to the ears.

In the distance, a vague and mysterious figure appeared in the sky, tens to hundreds of miles away, hurling a pitch-black long spear. It transformed into a black bolt of lightning, nailing the super expert to the blood-drenched earth, immobilized!