# Chapter 1377: Marching on the Immortal Path
Who was the Demon Emperor fighting against?!
In that era, he could suppress all heavens and myriad realms. Was there still someone who could force him to this step? It was truly inconceivable, beyond all reason.
The battle in the scene was too terrifying, causing even Great Sages to tremble. They could no longer hold themselves up and all prostrated, crying out "Demon Emperor."
There were streaks of world-annihilating immortal radiance, exploding the universe, shattering the ancient blue sky of ten thousand ages. All domains shattered in an instant, absolutely capable of killing every sage in the world.
Only a single white-robed figure stood beneath the heavens. As stars flickered and died, as vast seas turned to smoke, as heavenly domains turned to ash, he remained undying, bearing this immense pressure.
That was the unparalleled Demon Emperor, white robes purer than snow, eyes deep and profound. His gaze could open up heaven and earth, containing scenes of starry river destruction within. He stood motionless, eternally existing in the world.
Such a great disaster, such a great calamity—any wisp of overflowing light could instantly kill the mighty of all heavens, in an instant leaving the world without sages, only white bones.
The Demon Emperor was too powerful. He didn't even defend himself. His eyes shot out sharp rays that seemed to cross ten thousand ages, reaching this generation, penetrating deep into everyone's soul.
"Boom!"
Above his head was an azure-gold immortal ruler, destroying heaven and splitting earth, slaying gods and immortals. It rose against the sky, smashing the universe into pieces.
At this moment, people clearly saw the starry sky of ten thousand ages shatter. Nothing remained. The force of this single strike could be called shaking the past and present, unmatched under heaven!
Great Sages trembled. This was merely a casual strike from the Demon Emperor, not a true killing blow, yet it could already destroy the world and annihilate all heavens and myriad domains.
If they were present, a hundred, ten thousand of them would not be enough to survive. Any tiny wisp of colored light could destroy them all thousands and tens of thousands of times over.
An ant gazing up at a divine dragon was insufficient to describe their insignificance. This gap was despair-inducing. The distance from a Great Emperor was too vast. Only by witnessing it personally could one understand.
"The Demon Emperor... he is assaulting the Immortal Domain, trying to become an immortal!" the Bull Demon King said with a trembling voice.
Was this the reason the immortal ruler had broken into five segments?!
The Demon Emperor was too powerful, yet his essence, energy, and spirit were only just beginning to rise. In an instant, he became dozens of times more terrifying than before, even more unfathomable. People could not fathom him, could not even gaze upon him.
Nothing remained. There was only a single white-robed figure, standing alone in the ancient starry sky, advancing on the immortal path, marching toward eternal life. He wanted to achieve immortality!
"This is a Great Emperor, a true Great Emperor entering battle. Unfortunately, we cannot see it!" Everyone's hearts surged with emotion. The mighty knelt on the ground, lifting their heads and murmuring.
The true might of a Great Emperor was only just beginning! Unfortunately, the vast universe was shrouded in chaotic mist, covering everything. They could not witness the scene of the Demon Emperor truly displaying his power.
People were shaken. For the first time, they saw an ancient Great Emperor in action—marching on the Immortal Domain, trying to forcefully carve out his own future, kill his way to a bright sky.
"Marching into the Immortal Domain... The Demon Emperor is too powerful. There is nothing left to pursue in this world. He is charging toward the path of eternal life!"
During that white-robed figure's campaign on the immortal path, thousands upon tens of thousands of immortal radiances descended, capable of killing all living beings of the heavens. Yet he remained fearless, dominating alone within the chaos.
The Demon Emperor roared, wanting to enter the Immortal Domain. A vast immortal light blocked him, sweeping away all who opposed it. This immortal power destroyed the universe, causing great devastation to the star domains.
"Why can't we see? This is a true Great Emperor in action! Don't we even have the qualification to witness it?!" The Great Sages' voices trembled. They considered this a lifelong regret.
"Boom!"
In that scene, the Demon Emperor's ruler flew up into the sky, carrying heaven-subverting chaotic energy, as if breaking through something, releasing immortal power.
"I see it! I see it! The Demon Emperor is striking at the immortal path!" At this moment, Hundred Tribulations Daoist suddenly shouted, extremely excited.
As a Great Sage with a pair of extremely bizarre eyes, he could capture blurry scenes, seeing an image of the Demon Emperor charging toward the path of eternal life.
Hundred Tribulations Daoist's body and mind trembled. He knelt on the ground, muttering to himself, continuously kowtowing. This was completely different from his usual behavior. Now he was like a devout believer.
"The Demon Emperor is supreme, bringing a ray of dawn light for our generation, witnessing the existence of the Immortal Domain. I believe that must be it. He almost broke through!"
Hundred Tribulations Daoist shouted, looking like he had gone mad. He no longer had any trace of his usual carefree attitude. He was like a crazed demon, his face twisted.
"The Immortal Domain, stepping onto the path of eternal life, killing out a bright sky... Can we truly witness the existence of the Immortal Domain?" The others were also shocked, their hearts trembling.
Like a myth, the scene on the Divine Demon Altar shifted again. At this moment, many people saw it—between the shattered heaven and earth of ten thousand ages, it seemed a path of eternal life had appeared.
The unparalleled Demon Emperor, white robes stained with blood, walked step by step toward an unknown other shore, toward his future, toward immortality!
People did not know what battles he had experienced, what price he had paid, to carve out such a path.
Everyone was like clay or wood sculptures. This was a true Great Emperor in action, creating a supreme myth, carving out such a path, walking step by step with firm eyes.
Even as powerful as the Demon Emperor, he had suffered heavy injuries in this campaign. His snow-white clothes were covered in bloodstains, making his heroic bearing even more outstanding and transcendent.
The unparalleled Demon Emperor had a majestic bearing. His black hair naturally cascaded down. White robes purer than snow bloomed with dots of blood. His temperament was transcendent, his demeanor like jade. He was a god-like man.
He had carved out the immortal path. He had killed his way to a bright sky!
Everyone was stunned, completely shaken. This was creating history, pioneering a never-before-seen myth! The crowd was nearly suffocating, their blood boiling, unable to resist roaring.
It had never existed in the past, did not exist now, and might not exist in the future. No one had ever heard of someone stepping into the Immortal Domain, walking the path of eternal life!
Did the Demon Emperor become an immortal?
People's blood boiled, as if they themselves were experiencing this myth, creating an unprecedented supreme event, wanting to shout and let the entire universe know.
The sages trembled, devout and sincere, kneeling from the bottom of their hearts. This was the unparalleled white-robed Demon Emperor, this god-like man, worthy of people's true respect.
"Pfft"
On that immortal path that had caused countless outstanding talents throughout history to hope, grieve, and despair, the Demon Emperor opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. It was so bitterly beautiful, actually causing everyone's hearts to ache along with him.
The Demon Emperor's body swayed, nearly falling on the path. Bright red blood splattered on his white battle robe, blooming in dots, so eye-catching, making hearts tremble.
People had not expected him to be injured this heavily. It surpassed imagination. This was a Great Emperor, yet he was swaying as he walked, struggling to take steps on the immortal path.
"An ancient Great Emperor was injured..."
People's souls trembled. This was unimaginable to them. A Great Emperor represented the ultimate path of the world, capable of suppressing the ancient blue sky of ten thousand ages. They had never heard of them suffering heavy injuries.
Under normal circumstances, they were invincible in the world, dominating the nine heavens and ten lands. They would not receive even a single scratch, not even the slightest one.
"I am finally old, no longer in my prime..." the Demon Emperor murmured to himself, with a kind of loneliness.
Although his bearing was majestic and his face still young, his eyes held the vicissitudes of ten thousand ages. This was his later years, long past his peak period.
No matter how great the existence, there would eventually come a day of aging. This was unavoidable. This was the tragedy of a Great Emperor.
Their primordial spirits were about to be extinguished, affecting their entire bodies, causing their blood energy to dry up. They would lose their former invincible glory. This was inevitable, a day that would come sooner or later.
Everyone was very tense, holding their breath. This place was silent as death. People's hearts were trembling. They watched without blinking. Could the Demon Emperor walk this path to the end, pioneer eternal life, and ascend to his immortal peak?
If this came true, it would overturn people's understanding throughout history!
The crowd was nearly suffocating, waiting for the final result. This was a torment. Would it be becoming an immortal, or a dim ending?
The unparalleled Demon Emperor took a step. He could barely steady himself, swaying violently, nearly falling several times. This was an ancient Great Emperor. When had he ever been so distressed...
The existence that was omnipotent, suppressing the nine heavens and ten lands, was now tottering, walking with difficulty, about to fall on that path.
"Bam!"
Suddenly, that path broke. Ahead, no immortal could be seen. Behind, no path remained. Nothing existed anymore. The Demon Emperor flew sideways, blood splattering through the void.
"Defeated..."
People's hearts tightened, as if gripped by a great hand, followed by sharp pain. This was... a great regret for ten thousand ages!
Endless chaotic waterfalls cascaded down, burying that place, burying a generation's Demon Emperor. Nothing could be seen, only his voice could be heard.
"Ten thousand ages, only revealing a single instant. The only correct location, peak combat power contending with heaven. Many factors combined might be able to break through... ultimate sublimation. Unfortunately, I am old, no longer at my peak combat power."
The Demon Emperor was lonely, carrying endless regret. His words were desolate. He was only a little short, yet he fell on the immortal path.
At this moment, his thoughts seemed to pierce through past, present, and future, allowing everyone to clearly feel that kind of emotion.
A snow-white rabbit, originally the weakest of creatures, yet it walked step by step, eventually transforming into the invincible Demon Emperor under heaven and earth, creating the most brilliant golden age, renowned throughout ten thousand ages.
Snow Moon Clear, he was a heaven-defying genius, roaming his entire life. In that instant that appeared once in ten thousand ages, he fought his way onto the immortal path, charging up it, but in the end could not reach the end point.
That fleeting "point in time" came too late. By then, he was no longer young. Even as a Great Emperor, there was a time of decline. He was only a little short, ultimately unable to march to the end of the immortal path.
The mighty were silent. Each felt something in their hearts, sighing for the unparalleled Demon Emperor. Only one step away, he ultimately failed.
People felt regret for him, their hearts heavy with sorrow. It was truly too regrettable. This god-like man was not weak. His strongest state had already passed.
How divine and great was the Demon Emperor? If his blood energy had been vigorous, at the peak of his combat power, he might have succeeded!
What a pity. This god-like man. In the end, everyone could only feel this regret in their hearts, sighing silently. The Demon Emperor's regret was etched into everyone's heart, creating a resonance.
"One more time! I will resist with my life!"
In the chaotic divine waterfall that buried the Demon Emperor, a Measuring Ruler rushed up, fighting on behalf of the aged Demon Emperor! It charged toward the broken immortal path, wanting to carve out a new passage.
"Too late. The time has passed..." the Demon Emperor murmured.
The heaven-defying immortal ruler was unwilling, grieving for the Demon Emperor. It wielded extreme power, charging toward the mythical end point, wanting to change this regretful ending.
True Great Emperor divine might! There, time became chaotic, space collapsed, everything was in great disorder. Everyone could see nothing.
The final result was already determined. The Demon Emperor's ruler failed. The azure-gold cast ruler body broke, the deity within nearly extinguished, destroyed on the immortal path. It broke into five segments.
"If the immortal path must be like this, I would rather not have it. How could I lose you..." The unparalleled Demon Emperor, white robes stained with blood, sighed alone in the wind. Standing beside a mound of yellow earth, he personally buried the weapon that had accompanied him through a lifetime of battles.
He was already old, powerless to reshape the fate of the Demon Emperor's ruler.
The Demon Emperor grieved. Seeking monthly votes. For the Demon Emperor, for the Demon Emperor's ruler, seeking a monthly vote of support. (To be continued)