High Martial Arts: I Travel Through Heaven and Earth Through Dreams

Chapter 432 Time is a knife that cuts down even the most outstanding talents

Seeing this, no one dared to step forward and ask questions.

Some people don't even dare to breathe loudly.

Because everyone knows that although this group of people are about to die, they are still at the peak of the Quasi-Emperor level.

This kind of madman on the verge of collapse, once provoked, could easily drag a few people down with him.

Even the powerful members of the ancient aristocratic families who were watching from afar had solemn expressions and restrained their disciples to retreat, for fear of being tainted by the bad luck of this group.

After all, similar things have happened before.

The incident began when a quasi-emperor who had emerged from the Great Wall of the Imperial Pass was ridiculed by a descendant of an ancient aristocratic family.

Then, the quasi-emperor became enraged on the spot and, without any hesitation, killed the man on the spot.

Later, he seemed to feel that this was not enough, so he went straight to the headquarters of that ancient family.

Although, in the end, that quasi-emperor was killed by the supreme imperial weapon of the ancient aristocratic family.

However, that ancient family also suffered a huge blow as a result, with heavy casualties among its members, and it soon disappeared into the dust of history.

It was because of this incident that these high-ranking ancient families began to restrain their members from speaking out of turn.

If they were to offend a dying quasi-emperor, even an ancient aristocratic family like theirs would be unable to withstand it.

As the saying goes, the ruthless fear the stubborn, and the stubborn fear the reckless.

Those quasi-emperors who failed on the path to becoming emperors, with no ties to their cause and little time left to live, were truly willing to risk their lives.

……

Until those dozen or so tragic figures completely disappeared at the edge of the sky.

The oppressive atmosphere in the crowd eased slightly.

A young Saint Realm cultivator looked at his ancestor, whose expression was equally solemn, and couldn't help but ask in a trembling voice.

"Ancestor... Ancestor..."

"Have they...failed?"

"What about the rest? Those hundred-plus quasi-emperors...were they all dead inside?!"

The quasi-emperor ancestor took a deep breath, nodded, and then shook his head.

His eyes were filled with complex emotions.

"It failed."

"It was a complete and utter failure."

"Not only did they fail to attain enlightenment, they also exhausted their last bit of strength and vitality."

"Those injuries are Dao injuries, which are basically incurable unless there is a legendary elixir of immortality."

At this point, the old ancestor paused, looked at the Imperial Pass Great Wall that still stood majestically, as if nothing had happened, and his tone became extremely low.

"As for the remaining ninety-odd people..."

"Perhaps they are still struggling to survive inside."

"But... it's highly likely they've already perished."

"Even a quasi-emperor at the peak is nothing more than a slightly larger ripple on that path."

Upon hearing these words...

The young saint felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head, and his whole body was chilled.

"This...this is terrifying!"

"Hundreds of peak Quasi-Emperors went in... and were almost completely wiped out?!"

"Seven days... just seven days!"

He had originally longed for Emperor Cheng, but now he was filled with fear.

"Ancestor... is this Imperial Pass section of the Great Wall really that dangerous?"

"If I'm fortunate enough to reach that level in the future and attempt to conquer this Imperial Pass... will I also...?"

He dared not say any more.

Because that scene was too desperate.

The quasi-emperor ancestor seemed to sense the fear in his junior, turned around, patted him on the shoulder, and explained gently:

"Foolish child."

It's not what you think.

"Although the Great Wall at Diguan is dangerous, it is not necessarily a place of certain death."

"Normally speaking, if a quasi-emperor peak cultivator enters this place and simply doesn't want to die, as long as they are careful and don't rush in for quick success, they can basically come out alive."

"The Imperial Pass and the Great Wall test one's moral character and strength; they do not intentionally target or eliminate anyone."

"Back in the day, I also ventured in there. Although I didn't make it to the end, I came out unscathed and even gained something."

The young sage was taken aback.

"Then... then why are these seniors..."

The old ancestor sighed and pointed in the direction where the group of people had left.

"Because they...have no way out."

"They have been sealed off for tens of thousands of years, their lifespans have long since run out, and they are only kept alive by a single breath."

"This emergence is a do-or-die battle."

"If you don't attain enlightenment, you will achieve righteousness."

"They don't want to back down, and they can't back down."

"Since death is inevitable either way, it's better to die at the Imperial Pass and the Great Wall, on the path of pursuing the Great Dao."

"Those who just left probably still had something on their minds, either they were worried about their families, or they wanted to take one last look at this wonderful world..."

"But that's all."

Their fate was sealed long ago.

Speaking of it.

The old ancestor raised his head, looking at the starry sky, his voice carrying an indescribable sense of desolation and emotion.

"Time is like a knife, cutting down the proud and arrogant; on the path to immortality, one can only sigh at the alluring beauty."

"This battle for the throne..."

"This isn't some kind of dinner party; it's risking your life."

……

Before long, news of what had happened here spread throughout the universe, and most cultivators knew about it.

They too were filled with awe, marveling at the arduous path to becoming emperor.

None of them belittled or mocked those quasi-emperors who failed to breach the Great Wall at the Imperial Pass, nor did they have the right to belittle them.

After all, those failed quasi-emperors were once unparalleled geniuses.

Unfortunately, even the most outstanding genius is merely a threshold to becoming a supreme emperor who reigns over the heavens and the earth.

.......

A month has quietly passed.

During this period, the giant bronze gate never opened again, and no quasi-emperors emerged from it.

The cultivators who had gathered near the Nine Heavens Continent to observe the situation went from initial anticipation to later anxiety, and now to sighs of regret.

Everyone already has the answer in their heart.

Those who didn't make it out are most likely forever left on that blood-stained imperial road, turning into withered bones that nourished the Great Wall.

"It seems... the entire army has been wiped out."

"More than a hundred peak Quasi-Emperors! What a terrifying force that is! If it were in this era, they would be able to sweep across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths and establish an immortal divine dynasty."

"But now, it disappeared without even a splash, just like that."

"Is the Imperial Road... truly so cruel?"

Countless people sighed with regret.

Those major powers who had initially held onto a sliver of hope were now utterly ashamed.

They had originally hoped that their ancestor could find a way to survive inside. Even if he couldn't attain enlightenment, just being able to return alive would be a huge deterrent to the sect.

But now, all hope seems to have been shattered.