mesbooks Chapter 555 Unofficial Histories: Only "History" Remains
Chapter 555 Unofficial Histories: Only "History" Remains
"Dead... The supreme being who instigated the Dark Turmoil, is he really dead?!"
"Heavens! The Emperor's divine might! The Emperor of Time is truly invincible throughout the ages! Suppressing supreme beings is as easy as drinking water!"
"I didn't even have time to pray to heaven and earth, and the turmoil... the turmoil has already been quelled?!"
Countless cultivators, bathed in the rain of blood, gazed up at the ripples of the remaining laws of time in the starry sky, their eyes brimming with tears of excitement, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.
They all knelt down again, but this time not out of despair, but out of a fervent worship and gratitude, frantically chanting the title of the Emperor of Time.
In a hidden corner of this universe, on an ancient planet inhabited by life.
Inside the [Tianji Pavilion], a building suspended high in the sky and enveloped in endless Daoist energy.
An elderly man at the quasi-emperor level, responsible for recording the history of the present era, was standing dumbfounded in front of a huge desk made of starwood.
In his hands, he held a cup of spiritual tea, freshly brewed with the leaves of the Enlightenment Tea Tree, which was still steaming and fragrant.
The historian, now a quasi-emperor, stared intently at the crimson sky outside the pavilion, and at the cracks in the Great Dao that symbolized the fall of a supreme being.
His lips were trembling violently, and even the white jade teacup in his hand was shaking wildly. The scalding tea spilled onto his expensive Taoist robe, but he was completely unaware.
"This...this...this..."
The historian, the quasi-emperor, swallowed hard, feeling as if his worldview had been devastated at that moment.
As someone who records history, he was naturally well aware of the power of the emperors of his time.
Historical records show that there have been precedents of contemporary emperors suppressing supreme beings in forbidden zones.
However, according to the usual pattern of history, every time a great emperor and a supreme being have a bloody battle, it is a battle that causes the heavens and earth to collapse and the stars to turn back.
Every time, it took three days and three nights of fierce fighting, or even months of battle on the edge of the universe, with emperors' blood splattering and all their trump cards being revealed, before finally managing to outlast the supreme being.
But isn't this Emperor of Time far too powerful?!
It only took about five minutes to kill an ancient supreme being who had reached the pinnacle of enlightenment and was wielding an ultimate imperial weapon.
This speed is even faster than an ordinary person killing a chicken at the market!
The historian, the quasi-emperor, slowly put down his teacup, stiffly turned his head, and looked at the Heavenly Cicada Silk Scroll on the desk, which was already unfolded and ready to record this "epic dark turmoil and bloody battle".
When he picked up the pen he used to take notes, his hand trembled like a leaf in the wind.
He was somewhat at a loss as to how to record the history of this battle.
He felt that if he were to truthfully write down what happened in those five minutes, he would definitely be condemned and cursed by people tens or hundreds of thousands of years from now.
Future generations will surely look at this history with disdain.
"What kind of brain-dead, incompetent historian wrote this unofficial history? How could a supreme being of the forbidden zone of life, a former emperor-level figure, be beaten to death like a grandson in less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea?"
"Even a storyteller wouldn't dare write something like this! This is absolutely unofficial history! And the kind of unofficial history that's so outrageous that it's just 'history'!"
"How am I supposed to begin writing this!"
The historian, now the emperor, paced back and forth in the Tianji Pavilion, clutching his beard in anguish.
"If we write that he fought the Supreme Being for three hundred rounds, battled bloodily in the starry sky for ten days and ten nights, and finally managed to kill the Supreme Being with a slight advantage... While this would conform to conventional understanding and better highlight the ferocity of the battle, it would also save face for the deceased Supreme Being."
"But I am the historian! The pen of history is as firm as iron; how can I distort the facts?!"
After a long and intense internal struggle, the historian, the quasi-emperor, suddenly slapped his thigh, a resolute glint in his eyes.
"Enough! The Emperor's power is beyond the comprehension of ordinary reason!"
"Since that person only took five minutes, I will record it as fact! If future generations do not believe it, then it is their ignorance!"
The quasi-emperor historian took a deep breath, and the quasi-emperor laws within his body surged and flowed into the tip of his pen. On the Heavenly Cicada Silk Scroll, he wrote a stroke that was destined to astound countless people in future generations, as if carved by a knife and axe.
[Six thousand years have passed, July 17th. A sudden dark upheaval occurred in the Sirius Starfield, and the Supreme Being of the Forbidden Zone was born. Emperor Lin Hanzhou of Time tore through the void to arrive. Battle situation: After the Supreme Being's ultimate sublimation, both body and soul were annihilated, and the Emperor's weapon shattered. Time taken: Five minutes (less than half a cup of tea). The universe celebrated.]
After writing this passage, the historian, Emperor Zhun, seemed completely exhausted. He slumped into his chair, gazing at the starry sky and smiling bitterly.
at the same time.
Deep within the vast universe, in the forbidden zones of life, chaos erupted.
The fall of the Supreme Being of the Forbidden Zone, accompanied by the undisguised and terrifying celestial phenomena, was like a resounding slap across the face of all the dormant Supreme Beings.
This time, eight of the legendary nine forbidden zones for life have been completely alarmed by this earth-shattering commotion!
In the Undying Mountain, among the towering black demonic mountains that pierce the depths of the starry sky, terrifying ghost soldiers riding headless warhorses and wielding blood-dripping halberds ceased their patrols, and gasps of cold air echoed from the depths of the mountain.
The Nine Nether Sea, that perpetually desolate, eerie green ocean filled with countless epochal skeletons, now churned up raging waves hundreds of millions of feet high, with enormous demonic shadows lurking uneasily beneath the surface.
The Taiyin Imperial Mausoleum is shrouded in endless pale moonlight, with dense Taiyin energy transforming into countless Yin dragons that roar wildly above the tombs.
In the Bronze Tree Sea, a forbidden area composed of countless ancient metal trees rooted in the core of the star, billions of bronze leaves rubbed together violently, producing a deafening metallic clang.
Burial Immortal Island, a dilapidated continent suspended in a chaotic waterfall, is where several decaying auras rise into the sky from the ruins of collapsed immortal palaces.
In the Devouring Abyss, a terrifying abyss that constantly devours the surrounding light and stars like a cosmic black hole, a pair of huge and greedy eyes suddenly opened, yet were filled with deep fear.
The Ziwei Divine Court and the Beidou Heavenly Court, two forbidden areas built on the ruins of an ancient star field and still retaining some of the grandeur of the Heavenly Court of the mythical era, both emitted waves of supreme aura that dominated the universe.
At this moment, the eight forbidden zones of life were all shocked and horrified by the swift fall of the Supreme Being of the Apocalypse Star Domain.