Chapter 1659: Prelude to the Final Battle
"She knows that I cannot yet leave this tomb. What I can do is limited to this." An indifferent, emotionless voice came from within the great tomb.
In the sky, stars flickered as countless massive celestial bodies cascaded down vast silver waterfalls, irrigating the ancient tombstone and nourishing everything around it.
This sight was enough to make one's hair stand on end. The revival of a world-suppressing divine general required such an immense amount of power. The entire star domain was rapidly dimming, with many stars growing eternally cold and extinguished!
The envoy held a high status, but here he dared not even breathe loudly. Facing this peerless war general who had once followed the Immortal Emperor, his very soul trembled.
This was a being who killed at the slightest provocation, who had helped usher in the Emperor's golden age, and whose hands were stained with the blood of Quasi-Emperors. He had a feeling that even the sealed existences—the Eight Divine Generals of old—did not truly respect the Immortal Empress from the depths of their hearts.
"The Empress is aware of your condition and has ordered me to deliver a rare immortal treasure. It was obtained by chance and will surely be of great use to you!" The Phoenix Nest envoy dared not delay, revealing the hidden reason.
"Is that so? Is there still something useful to me?" The divine general asked indifferently. His appearance was young, and as he sat cross-legged within the tomb, he seemed cold and utterly devoid of emotion.
"Yes, it is useful—an Immortal Pill!" The envoy said hurriedly, then presented a stone box with both hands. It flowed with a hazy, clear radiance as he held it up with utmost respect.
With a "chi" sound, the stone box vanished, sinking into the underground tomb and appearing between the fingers of the Sun-Moon Divine General. He opened it directly, and a burst of refreshing fragrance instantly surged forth, causing the vegetation in the area to flourish.
Its life force was overwhelmingly powerful, possessing heaven-defying effects!
The divine general's cold eyes suddenly erupted with two terrifying beams of light. He was greatly shaken, showing a look of astonishment for the first time. "Could this be... a Nine-Turn Immortal Pill!?"
A legendary Immortal Pill—how many times could one see such a thing in the mortal world? It required an Immortal Elixir as its main ingredient, countless refinements, and finally, a heaven-defying completion into a pill with unpredictable effects.
This was known as the number one pill since ancient times. It could defy fate and alter one's destiny. It was said that with such a thing, even wanting to die was impossible, allowing even a Great Emperor to live another lifetime.
"Only the remnants of an Immortal Pill remain, roughly one-tenth of a pill, but I believe it will be more than enough to treat your injury, my lord." The envoy said respectfully.
"It is enough. Even if it doesn't fully heal me, it will come close." The Sun-Moon Divine General's eyes flashed with a terrifying light. The stars in the sky shone even more fiercely.
After being nourished by the immortal light, he had stabilized his Dao injury, pulling him back from the brink of death. Now, this precious medicine should be able to take effect.
An Immortal Pill could absolutely bring the dead back to life and regrow flesh from bones. Treating his injury was no problem. The only regret was that this was a pill from before the ancient era; its essence had dissipated, and it no longer possessed such great medicinal power.
"Who has the Empress encountered that requires my assistance?" After receiving the Nine-Turn Immortal Pill, the Sun-Moon Divine General's expression softened somewhat. He sat in the tomb and inquired about the reason.
"Unknown for now. The Empress pursued the Immortal Heavenly Blade without success but encountered a powerful enemy."
"Where?"
"Behind the Nine Imperial Passes!" The envoy informed him solemnly.
For the Immortal Empress to claim supremacy and rule the world, she would inevitably have to set foot on that land. Little did she expect that it would also become the site of a decisive battle, drawing out a world-shaking opponent.
"In this world, there is still such a formidable person. How intriguing. You may return first." The divine general's expression turned cold again.
The envoy felt as if he had been granted amnesty. He did not wish to stay a moment longer and turned to leave. Facing a sealed existence, his entire body convulsed, and he wanted to kneel.
Only after the envoy had gone far did the young man sitting in the tomb suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, his body swaying. But his eyes, sharp as blades, showed no concern.
"The problem with enlightenment... the terrible consequences are truly unbearable." Chaotic immortal light flowed within the tomb, engulfing him, and then there was no more sound.
In the ancient battlefield, Ye Fan and the Human Demon had successfully killed the Sun-Moon Twin Soul Divine Generals, suppressing a group of people. The deaths of two Quasi-Emperors were earth-shattering events.
This made the battlefield even more tense. Competition was fierce here, and everything depended on cultivation and strength. Without sufficient realm, everything was meaningless.
From that day on, dark clouds gathered over the battlefield. War drums could sound like thunder at any moment. The calm before the storm was suffocating.
"Boom!"
Another person became a Quasi-Emperor. This time, it was very secretive. It came from the deepest part of the starry sky, not within the battlefield. This person was very cautious.
When people rushed over, everything had already ended. But through clues, they could discern who it was. Two days later, news came that it was a Son of the Forbidden Zone.
A terrifying young man, suspected to be from the Reincarnation Sea, had officially stepped into the Quasi-Emperor realm!
For Ye Fan and his group, this was not good news. They had gained another enemy. Three hundred years ago, they had fought bloody battles with their fathers' generation, and now they would have to fight them as well.
"Bang!"
The sky shook, and the stars trembled. A great battle had begun. The final battle had finally kicked off, and life-and-death struggles had started.
That day, news arrived. Huo Qizi, who had disappeared for centuries and traveled to the cosmic border wastelands, appeared. He fought a great battle with the Imperial Son Dao Yi on the ancient battlefield, killing until the sun and moon lost their light, the stars dimmed, and great destruction ensued.
The news was sensational. Many people rushed to watch, but they found nothing. The two had torn through space, leaping out of the area and fighting elsewhere.
When people pursued, they found only blood and remnants, not the two fighters. This was a one-on-one life-and-death battle. It might take a long time, or it could end at any moment.
It wasn't until five days later that definitive news came.
In their first clash, neither gained the upper hand. Both had blood splattered across the universe and retreated separately.
Ye Fan and his group had been here for many days but had yet to find any trace of the Holy Prince. They didn't know if he was alive or dead, but they felt in their hearts that the monkey was probably fine.
"Alright, the altar is built. We can return to the Heavenly Court at any time. We'll build one there too, so we can communicate back and forth."
In front of a small Five-Colored Altar, Black Emperor kept praising his own craftsmanship, sounding a bit like a boastful merchant. Everyone looked at him with disdain.
"Come on, kid, you go first. Go back to the Heavenly Court and take a look. Don't let anyone raid our nest." Black Emperor told Huahua to step forward.
Huahua shook his bald head vigorously, refusing to be a guinea pig. What a joke! The whole universe knew how unreliable the big black dog was. In this regard, the number of missing persons caused by him was not small. The most extreme case was that he had even lost himself!
"Little brat, what do you mean? Don't you trust this Emperor?" Black Emperor's big black face darkened.
"No, I trust you. I seriously trust you. This is out of respect for you. Please, Uncle Black, go up first. Seniority must be observed; etiquette cannot be abandoned!" Huahua said solemnly and seriously.
Black Emperor glared at him with eyes like copper bells, then nodded. "Fine!"
Bang!
Just as he approached the small altar, Black Emperor suddenly swatted the bald Huahua onto it, eliciting a scream: "Uncle, you can't be so unscrupulous!"
Huahua was no pushover either. In an instant, he activated the Weapon Art, trying to restrain the big black dog and swap places with him, pulling him in.
But the old ginger was spicier. Black Emperor was one step ahead. He stood upright, activated the Stride Secret, and dodged a hundred thousand zhang away in an instant, causing the Weapon Art to miss.
"Little brat, you think you can outsmart me? Don't forget who raised you." Black Emperor had already activated the array patterns. Amidst a blinding glow, a Taiji Eight Trigrams Gate opened.
Huahua screamed as he fell into it. Before disappearing, his face was filled with tragic resolve. He shouted, "Master, if I get lost, you have to come find me! I don't want to spend a hundred years alone in some corner of the vast universe!"
"Is this Emperor really that unreliable? How dare you doubt my mastery of array patterns?"
"Your unreliability is known even to the people of Earth." Pang Bo, a former victim, stepped forward to testify at the right moment. Back then, he had been thrown from the Eastern Wasteland straight into the Central Province, almost ending up on the moon.
"Alas, Huahua is destined to disappear. He's probably waving goodbye to us from a billion light-years away now. A tearful farewell." Dongfang Ye said.
"Truly pitiful." Ji Chengdao deeply agreed, nodding seriously.
"This Emperor is furious! Am I really that bad?!" Black Emperor fumed.
"Bang!"
He was ambushed. A group of people joined hands to throw him onto the altar and directly activated the array patterns, causing him to scream, "Damn it! If I get lost, remember to come find me!"
Everyone was petrified. Indeed, unreliable!
Even he himself said that about his own altar. If he thought that way, how could anyone else feel safe?
Damn!
Everyone sneered. This dog's unreliability had truly reached a new level. Even he was howling in despair. How bad must the altar be? Who would dare use it?
"Poor Huahua." Ji Chengdao mourned for him again.
Boom!
The sky collapsed. A massive black hand pressed down, covering an entire star domain. It was so huge it was shocking.
A phoenix cry rang out as it soared into the sky. It was a blood-colored divine phoenix, flapping its wings to strike the sky, meeting the black hand in an earth-shattering confrontation.
"Who is fighting Huang Xudao?"
A Quasi-Emperor-level battle had erupted abruptly.
Within the battlefield formed from the remains of a Heavenly Venerable, war clouds gathered thickly. The struggle for the Imperial Path had begun, and this place became a boiling cauldron.
The black hand blotted out the sky. Yin winds howled, and ghostly shadows multiplied, as if the Nine Netherworld Underworld had appeared in the mortal world, about to turn the entire world into a ghostly prison.
"It's someone from the Underworld, fighting Huang Xudao."
"Clang!"
A pitch-black great halberd tore through the sky, splitting the earth, and slashed toward Ye Fan above the Black Pearl. The might of a Quasi-Emperor was astonishing.
Shen Ming appeared again, this time even more aggressive. He had sought out Ye Fan, having already declared that it would be a fight to the death, with only one person leaving the battlefield alive.
"Kill this bastard! Back when Leaf got married, he was arrogant enough to cause trouble. Now he dares to come again!" Li Tian said.
"Wenglong!"
An even more terrifying celestial phenomenon appeared. A golden divine tower, a golden great bell, a brilliant divine sword... countless weapons flew about, forming a dazzling golden world.
A supreme secret art—the Golden Divine Treasury—was unfolding!
The Golden Heavenly Maiden had arrived, attacking with hatred, determined to kill Ye Fan and his group.
Clatter!
The Ten Thousand Dragon Bell shook, transforming into a massive purple dragon that dove down, also heading for the Black Pearl. The situation was critical.
Ye Fan held the Chaos Azure Lotus and rose against the heavens, meeting the great enemy.
What had started as a single attacker had alarmed the surroundings, drawing two others to attack without hesitation.
The battle had come so suddenly. When it came, it came in force—three at once, and with Imperial weapons backing them up, it was terrifying.
Without a doubt, if this continued, it would be a brutal, bloody battle!
"If we kill them all in this battle, the entire battlefield will be cleansed. No one will dare to come again!" Pang Bo said.
Everyone deeply agreed. Prestige and might were earned through battle. If they could kill three ancient Imperial Princes in one day, they believed no one would dare to provoke them again.
But this battlefield changed in an instant, with too many unpredictable factors. Could such a battle truly happen?