Chapter 1720: Peerless Grace
This was a miracle. The Ruthless Great Emperor had resurrected, reappearing in the mortal world!
Everyone was stunned, mouths agape, eyes wide with disbelief. This was the most inconceivable miracle imaginable—the jar transforming into a person, once again descending to reign over the mortal realm.
The figure grew increasingly distinct, manifesting from the void, stepping forth from the ancient ages, breaking free from the shackles of the River of Time, entering the present world alive.
Hair flying, robes rustling, a tall figure of peerless grace, as if walking out from the world of myth. She was so transcendent, like an immortal descending to the world.
"The Ruthless Great Emperor!" many people trembled, their hearts shaken beyond measure.
The legendary figure had appeared, standing alive in the mortal world.
Her aura was transcendent and otherworldly, not belonging to this world, possessing a sense of ethereality, as if she might ascend to immortality at any moment, surpassing the mundane.
Everyone was stunned, eyes unblinking, fixed on this most controversial, most talented, and most mysterious Great Emperor in history.
Her hair gently fluttered, her moon-white robe accentuating her graceful, breathtaking immortal form. Her skin was fair, as if carved from suet jade. She was peerless in grace.
A formidable female emperor, hailed as the most stunning of all ages, who single-handedly created nine great immortal techniques capable of countering the highest nine secrets of Daoism, who alone resisted the nine Heavenly Venerables—such a woman, with unparalleled elegance.
She slowly turned around. People held their breath nervously, leaning forward, hoping to see her true face. Everyone was filled with anticipation.
By instinct, they knew this was undoubtedly a beauty who could captivate the world.
They were disappointed. They could not see the Great Emperor's true countenance, for a ghost-face mask covered her fair face, leaving only a pair of beautiful pupils visible, clear as autumn water.
That mask was naturally familiar to Ye Fan. It was the pattern that had accompanied the Ruthless Great Emperor throughout her life—her joys and sorrows, her partings and reunions, everything she was, contained within it.
This was the ghost-face mark on the Devouring Demon Jar. Now transformed into a mask, it shielded the face of that peerless beauty, preventing the world from seeing or understanding her.
This left people regretful. The most stunning woman in the world, mysterious and unfathomable, with countless legends about her, had finally revealed her true form today, yet her face remained hidden.
After a soft sigh, people were also content. How many outstanding talents, how many heavenly prodigies, had never been able to meet the female emperor, yet they now had such an opportunity.
She was like a suet jade beauty, her figure tall, her entire body sparkling and translucent, flawless, standing there quietly, very serene.
It was hard to imagine that this was the formidable female emperor who had once swallowed mountains and rivers, terrifying all races of the universe into trembling.
It was she who had suppressed and killed the Imperial Dao fire spirit.
It was she who had sliced off the Tian Duan Mountain Range with a single sword, turning the sacred land of the Sacred Spirit Imperial Clan into ruins, leveling a Forbidden Zone of Life with one strike.
It was she who had single-handedly resisted the nine Heavenly Venerables' contingencies, even dueling them while they were alive, campaigning across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, creating nine ultimate mysteries comparable to the nine secrets.
It was also she who had entered the Immortal Mountain, sat beneath the Enlightenment Ancient Tea Tree, and the ancient emperor dared not speak, responding only with silence.
It was also she who had stepped into Kunlun, the land of immortality, shattered the Immortal Ascension Cauldron with a palm strike, killed ten thousand ancestral dragon heads with a finger, transcended the world, ignored the Ginseng Fruit Tree's wish to follow her, and drifted away.
And it was she who had lived life after life, creating a miracle of longevity, not for the sake of becoming an immortal, but only to wait for "you" to return in this mortal world.
These were but fragments of her life. There was so much more, all dissipated in the River of Time, unknown to outsiders, the truth buried in the past.
People only knew that the Ruthless Great Emperor's life was accompanied by controversy, yet also filled with legend. Her near-immortal experiences and heaven-defying deeds were countless.
It was such a person who now appeared again!
"Great Emperor, a person who has already defied heaven, she has created an unimaginable method of longevity," someone exclaimed in shock.
Even the Old God trembled, silently comparing this woman to Emperor Venerable. To survive like this, forever immortal? How heaven-defying!
Everyone was shocked to the extreme. What they saw and heard was absolutely unprecedented, something that would be sung of for ages to come.
The female emperor possessed unparalleled grace. She stood there quietly, looking down upon the world. Even the powerful Immortal Heavenly Blade hesitated—should it continue its attack?
It had sworn to annihilate everyone, to avenge the Eight Divine Generals and others, but the woman before it was terrifying, unfathomable.
"You are not the female emperor; you are merely a weapon!" the Heavenly Blade said, its body blazing with light, but it did not attack immediately. It was testing.
The woman did not speak. She raised her left hand, and on one of her slender fingers was a ring, cast from bronze, simple and unadorned, not an immortal treasure, yet she cherished it greatly.
She lowered her head, looking at that ring. A special light shone in her eyes, then dimmed after a long time, filled with reluctance and gloom, causing hearts to tremble and ache.
Clang!
The Immortal Heavenly Blade erupted with soaring immortal light, killing intent billions-fold, like mountains and rivers erupting, like seas bursting their banks, like the starry sky collapsing, rumbling and roaring, lightning flooding the universe.
This place became an ocean of laws, terrifying beyond measure, destroying all life. The Immortal Heavenly Blade slashed down, truly unparalleled, irresistible.
People's souls trembled. The power of the Heavenly Blade was too great, surpassing all reason!
"Dang"
Yet, facing such a heaven-shaking blow, the graceful woman made no grand move. She merely raised her right hand and struck upward, gently tapping the Heavenly Blade.
The sound was like a dragon's roar in the Nine Heavens, like a phoenix's cry in the immortal realm, a lingering, endless tremor. All the vast blade energy in heaven and earth vanished, gone without a trace.
This was a very abrupt shift. A moment ago, killing intent filled the air; the next, a fair palm struck the sky, and all was calm. It was too shocking.
Whoosh!
The Immortal Heavenly Blade flew backward, disappearing from this place in an instant, hovering in the vast sky. It was greatly alarmed, sensing a hint of danger—this weapon could threaten it.
The female emperor gently brushed her hair. The bronze mask was cold, her face soft—a contradictory combination. Her features were exquisite, with only her chin and eyes exposed, so moving, while the ghost-face mask was so devoid of life.
Time flowed, dust scattered. Over two hundred thousand years of time were enough to bury everything, yet she still lingered in the mortal world, watching the mundane realm, recalling the past like smoke.
Her eyes held confusion, sorrow, and gloom. She gazed toward the Big Dipper Star Domain, looking into the depths of the starry sky. Everything had changed; even galaxies had shattered into countless pieces.
"You are strong, but I am the will of the Heavenly Dao, unassailable," the Immortal Heavenly Blade said. Its blade was brilliant, nearly translucent, then blazed with fire—laws and order boiling, immortal principles ablaze.
Ye Fan was greatly startled. He saw blurry chains of order, sensed a familiar aura. Among them were parts of the rules of the Immortal Bell, condensed within the blade.
He had obtained the law chains of the Immortal Bell from the Ancient Yinghuo Star, now imprinted in his Primordial Qi Cauldron. Though he hadn't fully studied these rules, he could recognize them.
The Immortal Emperor was indeed terrifying, having long since imprinted parts of the Immortal Bell's laws into the blade. This was an attempt to cultivate a true immortal artifact, with the five-colored immortal gold being the best vessel.
The Immortal Heavenly Blade flew down, and this time its attack was even more vast. Killing intent surged like waves, sweeping across the universe. Distant star seas collapsed, reaching everywhere, the blade cutting through the ages.
"Swish!"
This time, the female emperor's eyes shot out two astonishing beams of light, completely different from her previous stillness. She seemed to awaken from slumber, no longer quiet, transforming into a war goddess.
Her gaze pierced the sky, her black hair flying. The female emperor soared upward, attacking proactively, so domineering it was shocking. She directly slapped the Heavenly Blade.
"Heavens, that is... the Soaring Immortal Force!" many people cried out, trembling with excitement, their bodies convulsing.
Rain of light fell, like petals dancing, filling the universe. That was the Soaring Immortal Force, created specifically to counter the Battle Saint Art, its offensive power unmatched in the world.
Rain of light filled the sky, as if a person was ascending with radiance, breaking through the world's barriers to enter the immortal realm.
Too powerful. Just the aura alone made people tremble, unable to bear it. Even Great Sages submitted, kneeling on the ground, prostrating themselves, bowing involuntarily to the female emperor.
The Immortal Heavenly Blade changed direction. It actually did not clash head-on, avoiding this strike. This was an incredible thing—it was indestructible, annihilating all things, yet today it actively retreated.
However, the female emperor's power surpassed imagination. Her body was like a dream, illusory and ethereal. The River of Time seemed to freeze, pausing for her. She transformed into a beam of immortal light, flashing past. This was an immortal law comparable to the Stride Secret. In a single bound, she caught up to the Immortal Heavenly Blade and gently pressed down a palm.
"Dang!"
This sound shook the ancient blue heavens across the ages. The universe cracked. The Immortal Heavenly Blade was sent flying, all its blade light dimmed.
The deity within the Heavenly Blade was shocked. If it hadn't retreated again at the critical moment, the power of that strike would have been many times greater. Could it have fully withstood it?
This woman was too demonic, a heaven-defying existence!
Everyone was dumbfounded. The female emperor had only just made a move, yet she sent the once-dominant Immortal Heavenly Blade flying, its blade body losing luster, trembling slightly.
This was utterly astonishing!
"Are the legends true? Can she... truly break the barriers of the immortal realm, wielding the power of ascension?"
People couldn't help but ask such questions, their hearts trembling, unable to believe.
"You are merely a weapon, not the person of the past!" the Heavenly Blade muttered, filled with anger and anxiety. Like a wild beast, it devoured the essence of the Eight Wastelands. The cosmic sea nearly extinguished, all starlight gathering toward it.
The female emperor did not immediately follow. Seeing this, she folded her fair hands, slowly raised them, as if holding a precious vase, aiming at the Immortal Heavenly Blade.
Slowly, between those sparkling hands, a Great Dao Vase truly appeared, with three thousand six hundred runes, its mouth aimed at the Immortal Heavenly Blade.
The Immortal Heavenly Blade's killing intent was like an ocean, but it felt a terrible chill, as if a giant beast had locked onto it. Without thinking, it shifted position to dodge this strike.
However, the female emperor's speed was too fast. Her fair hands guided the dragon, following the change in direction.
"Boom!"
Heaven and earth shattered, the universe collapsed. The power erupting from the Great Dao Vase was vast as the sea, with billions of runes, directly drowning the Immortal Heavenly Blade. All the vast blade energy scattered.
"Dang!"
The Heavenly Blade flew sideways, nearly snapping. It used a substitute technique; another illusory body exploded there, while it itself suffered severe damage.
Everyone was dumbfounded. Everything changed too quickly, hard for them to accept. The once-arrogant Heavenly Blade was now being suppressed and beaten by the female emperor.
"This makes no sense. She is just a weapon, not the real person. How can this be?!" the Heavenly Blade raged.
A slender, fair, jade-like foot descended silently, appearing in the void. The female emperor appeared abruptly, surpassing the ages, her hair flying, peerless in grace, stepping onto the Heavenly Blade!
One of the most beloved figures in "Zhe Tian," the Ruthless Great Emperor, has already appeared. Calling for monthly ticket support for the female emperor.