# Chapter 1073: Black Emperor Weeps Bitterly
After the golden holy ape spoke these words, he killed Silver Moon Heavenly King, flipping his hand and smashing him to death, blood dripping everywhere—a generation of prodigy from the ancient clans had fallen.
All the various tribes of the ten thousand clans felt a chill from head to toe. A figure as stunning as Silver Moon Heavenly King, who might very well become a Great Sage in the near future, had been killed just like that.
"Pfft."
At the same time, the golden holy ape's finger pointed forward, and several other Ancestral Kings also cried out, turning into a rain of blood, all dying without a single one surviving.
"Show mercy..."
The ancient voices of several old clan leaders from Fire Qilin Cave, Blood Phoenix Mountain, and others echoed, but they could only witness the bloody scene that had already become reality.
The Battle Victory Buddha was very decisive, slaughtering all of Kun Zhou Great Sage's followers without leaving a single one alive, only a mist of blood lingering.
Outside True Sage City, people felt extremely oppressed, not daring to breathe loudly. This was a blood-stained conclusion that sounded an alarm for many.
The Victory Buddha descended from Mount Sumeru, showing no mercy, striking fiercely and sweeping away all enemies.
The veins bulged on the foreheads of several old clan leaders of the imperial clans, but now it was too late to say anything. What had happened had already happened. Could they go and blame the Battle Victory Buddha? It would be useless.
"The path of imperial contention, all heroes and talents attacking my nephew—I will not hold it against them. But if Saint-level ancient kings disregard their status, bully the weak, and oppress others with their power, then I can only do the same in return," the Battle Victory Buddha said.
After hearing this, people understood that everything the Battle Victory Buddha had done was merely to protect his nephew. This was a deterrence, a warning sounded for the Ancestral Kings.
For so many years, the Battle Victory Buddha had not concerned himself with his nephew's life or death because the time had not yet come. But now that Ancestral Kings had intervened, he descended from Mount Sumeru.
With the Battle Victory Buddha being so domineering as to suppress and kill even Kun Zhou Great Sage, who would dare to court trouble? From now on, no one would dare to bully the Holy Prince.
The Battle-Saint Ape lineage now only had two members left, yet they were a clan that the imperial clans could not provoke, ranked among the strongest imperial clans.
"A powerful imperial clan of only two people... Sigh!"
Many people sighed inwardly. This lineage was truly too strong. Even with sparse numbers, they remained unshakable.
"I also do not wish for Saint-level ancient kings to seek trouble with my nephew's friends," the Battle Victory Buddha added another sentence, sweeping his gaze around.
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The singing was melodious, coming from a resplendent hall that appeared especially ethereal under the hazy moonlight.
Similar to the Miao Yu Nunnery, Guanghan Que was a major pleasure district in the Eastern Wasteland, as well as an ancient inheritance.
After the battle, Ye Fan, the Holy Prince, and Ji Zi returned to the Southern Domain, their golden bodies relaxing as they boarded Guanghan Que to drink.
Not about romance, without any demands, their tense nerves relaxed as they raised their cups together. This battle had involved many, started by them and ended by the Battle Victory Buddha.
"Speaking of the Immortal Domain, talking of the Heavenly Path, since ancient times in battle, all Great Emperors have become empty..." Black Emperor pounded hard on a large drum. He was completely drunk, singing while crying and laughing.
A big dog without any proper form, crying and singing, left people stunned, then silent.
From ancient times to the present, what had cultivators pursued? The ultimate goal was to become an immortal. But who had actually achieved it? No one knew.
"Eighty thousand years ago, did Emperor Wu Shi forcibly open the gate to the Immortal Domain?" Ye Fan asked.
"I do not know..." Black Emperor was extremely sorrowful, drunk out of his mind, his eyes filled with ancient desolation.
They were all drunk.
"At that time, I was sealed in Divine Source. I really don't know what happened. That day was so sudden..." Black Emperor growled lowly.
"Emperor Wu Shi was so domineering and invincible, yet he too had a day of aging. From his emergence, to defeating all enemies and sweeping through the Forbidden Zones of Life, tens of thousands of years passed. Even the strongest person cannot withstand the passage of time!"
Black Emperor became even more sorrowful, his true feelings showing. Tears rolled down as he spoke of the matters buried in his heart.
"In this world, nothing can seal a Great Emperor. I watched helplessly from within the Divine Source as he slowly aged..."
Black Emperor, unwilling, forcefully poured wine into his mouth.
"That was Emperor Wu Shi! Invincible throughout his life, sweeping through the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, undefeated since ancient times. Yet in the end, he could not withstand the impact of the River of Time. I watched helplessly as he entered his twilight years..."
There was Divine Source in the world, but it could not delay the aging of a Great Emperor's body. The blood of an emperor was too powerful to be sealed!
"Do you know? He was Emperor Wu Shi! The most stunning and domineering person since ancient times... He too had a day of aging!" Black Emperor cried out in pain, unable to accept this.
"Do you know that before he became an emperor, he caught an Extreme Imperial Weapon with his bare hands, killed Sacred Spirits, his bearing majestic, unmatched under heaven... But he... also aged." Black Emperor wept bitterly.
He had followed Emperor Wu Shi, sealed in Divine Source, witnessing all of that with his own eyes. Watching the number one expert under heaven grow old filled him with grief and pain.
"In the eyes of the world, Emperor Wu Shi was strong to the extreme, capable of anything. Yet he too had a day of aging. His blood and qi withered, sitting alone in Purple Mountain, walking toward the twilight end of life. For a world-suppressing invincible person, how tragic this was!"
Black Emperor cried, his true feelings revealed.
He was merely an ordinary beast. Emperor Wu Shi had taken him in when he was about to starve to death, keeping him by his side, allowing him to grow to an inconceivable level.
To him, Emperor Wu Shi was like family, like a parent. Their bond was deep, indescribable.
He was drunk, murmuring and narrating, telling many unknown past events.
Eighty thousand years ago, Gu Tianshu came, entering Purple Mountain. Emperor Wu Shi sealed him in Divine Source, letting him wait until this era, hoping he could be reborn and enter the Immortal Domain.
Also eighty thousand years ago, Emperor Wu Shi had little life left. Having lived for tens of thousands of years, he had finally reached his final moments.
"He made me fall into slumber, made Gu Tianshu also drowsy, and went alone to contend against heaven. I do not know... whether he succeeded." Black Emperor muttered to himself.
Afterward, on that grand Dao platform, only a pile of ashes remained. Both he and Gu Tianshu had a bad premonition.
Although there was hope in their hearts, they felt the result might be very cruel.
Ye Fan and Ji Zi could judge from his words that the Big Black Dog was mostly pessimistic, only not revealing it on ordinary days, not allowing himself to believe it.
Ye Fan sighed inwardly. Although he had never seen Emperor Wu Shi, he had learned much from various legends. His impression was that he surpassed gods, was omnipotent, and could do anything!
Yet, such a majestic Great Emperor also had a day of aging. Who could he still believe could truly live forever?
"Great Emperor, you were too strong-willed, never willing to bow your head. Perhaps there was a way to live, but you were proud and unbending, saying you disdained to drag out an ignoble existence, wanting to enter the Immortal Domain in your strongest form. Waaah... But I can never see you again." Black Emperor shed tears.
Ye Fan, Ji Zi, and the Holy Prince were all shaken, staring at him intently.
"Looking toward the immortal path, desolate like a dream, white hair scattered, blue seas and green skies withering. Thirty emperors through ten thousand ages, how many sages in the dust..." Black Emperor wept bitterly.
This was an unprecedented prosperous era. The path to immortality was about to open, approaching soon. What lay ahead was unknown. No one knew what would happen.