mesbooks Chapter 429 A max-level character comes to slaughter the newbie village.
Chapter 429 A max-level character comes to slaughter the newbie village.
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Everyone looked up at the sky without prior arrangement.
What we saw was that invisible, intangible yet real "ceiling" that once enveloped the entire universe...
Broken.
Countless seemingly invisible shackles of the Great Dao shattered inch by inch at this moment, transforming into a shower of light that dissipated between heaven and earth.
An unprecedented sense of ease washed over every cultivator.
The originally obscure and difficult-to-understand laws of the Great Dao have now become clear and perceptible.
What was once an insurmountable bottleneck has now become incredibly loose.
"This...this is..."
Jiang Ling's beautiful eyes widened as she sensed the suddenly active laws of the Great Dao around her, her voice trembling.
"The Emperor's suppression... is gone?!"
Lin Hanzhou slowly stood up, looking at the sky that had been completely opened up, a meaningful smile appearing on his lips.
"That's right."
"The Dao of Emperor Qingyu has dissipated."
"The lid that had been pressing down on everyone's heads for ten thousand years has been lifted."
Lin Hanzhou took a deep breath of the air, which was filled with freedom and wildness.
"Starting today."
"Whoever can fight their way out will stand above all others."
"Who... will be the new emperor."
Speaking of it.
Lin Hanzhou turned his head and looked into the endless depths of the starry sky.
He could sense it.
In every corner of the universe.
A terrifyingly ancient aura, dormant for countless years, is frantically resurfacing.
"roar----!!!"
As the Great Emperor Qingyu's suppression of the Great Dao completely dissipated, before the sound of shattering from the depths of the soul had faded away, the deathly silence of the edge of the universe was completely torn apart by roars that shook the ages.
That was more than just a sound; it was the pent-up resentment and longing accumulated over tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of years.
In an unknown star field, on a planet considered an ominous place.
This place is shrouded in dark fog year-round, and even saints dare not set foot here.
But at this moment, the earth deep within this planet suddenly trembled violently, and towering black divine mountains collapsed.
"Snap!"
A massive divine source, the size of a house and imbued with the aura of endless ages, was now covered in cracks.
boom!
The divine source exploded, and endless divine radiance soared into the sky, instantly illuminating half of the desolate universe.
A withered, skeletal figure emerged from the light.
Although he looked frail and emaciated, his eyes were like two golden lamps, shooting out beams of light that stretched for thousands of miles, piercing through layers of void.
With each breath he took, the remaining power of the divine source frantically converged upon him, and his originally withered body became full and crystalline at a visible speed, and his withered blood and qi were revitalized with a thunderous roar.
"Thirty thousand years..."
"Back then, when I was defeated by Qingyu, I chose to seal myself here, clinging to life for thirty thousand years..."
"Finally... this lifetime has arrived!"
The old man took a step forward, and the stars beneath his feet shattered instantly. His figure vanished from the spot, leaving only a terrifying afterimage that would make even a Great Sage tremble.
……
At the same time, in an ancient imperial mausoleum in the Canglan Starfield.
A bronze coffin that had been silent for hundreds of thousands of years suddenly had its lid lifted.
Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man dressed in ancient armor, exuding an aura of corpses and blood, sat up.
The red light in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by endless coldness and domineering arrogance.
"In this life, I shall be emperor!"
Holding a broken halberd, he roared to the sky, his voice booming and shattering the clouds for miles around.
……
On the Nine Heavens Continent.
One terrifying aura after another, like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, frantically revived at this special moment.
Some of them came from the previous era and were the strongest rivals of Emperor Qingyu before he attained enlightenment. After narrowly losing, they chose to be sealed away.
Some come from even more distant times, having survived numerous great eras, all for this final gamble.
Their cultivation levels had all reached the peak of Quasi-Emperor.
Just one step away from becoming an unparalleled being who has attained the Dao and become an emperor!
On this day, all living beings in the heavens and earth were plunged into unprecedented panic.
Those saints and kings who were usually high and mighty were now as insignificant as ants in front of this group of resurrected old monsters. They could only kneel on the ground, trembling, and pray that they would not be wiped out at will.
……
In the vast starry sky, a giant spaceship is struggling to navigate through a storm.
This is a merchant ship belonging to a major sect in the Central Region, carrying thousands of cultivators.
At this moment, on the deck.
An elderly man in a Taoist robe was pulling a young disciple along, clinging tightly to the railing, their eyes wide with horror as they watched the terrifying streaks of light piercing the starry sky in the distance.
Each streak of light left behind a spatial rift that could not heal for a long time, and the overflowing aura caused the airship's defensive formations to groan under the strain.
"Master...Master..."
The young disciple's teeth chattered, and his face was as pale as paper.
"Who...who are they?"
"How could there be so many quasi-emperors in the universe?!"
In his understanding, the Quasi-Emperor was a legendary realm, one that might not appear even once every few thousand years.
But now, in just half an hour, he has seen no less than ten auras of this level pass by!
This completely overturned his worldview.
"Nothing is impossible..."
The old man took a deep breath, his cloudy eyes filled with awe and bitterness.
"The heavens and the earth are vast, and the river of time is long."
"Every era produces countless geniuses. But the throne of the Great Emperor can only be held by one person in a single generation."
"Those powerful individuals who fail to become emperors and are unwilling to simply grow old and die with time will choose to seal themselves with divine sources, fall into a state of suspended animation, deceive the heavens, and wait for the next great era to begin."
"It's a gamble, and it's also a helpless situation."
The young disciple nodded as if he understood, and then asked another question.
"So... what are they going to do now?"
"I think they're all heading in the same direction... Is that the direction of the Nine Heavens Continent?"
"Are they going to vie for the throne of this generation?"
The old man nodded, his gaze becoming incredibly profound.
"That's right."
"They were all seekers of the Way from the previous era, or even the era before that, or even further back in time."
"You can call them 'quasi-emperors of antiquity,' or you can call them 'losers,' but there's no denying that each of them was once a brilliant and outstanding prodigy of their time!"
"Now that the Great Emperor's suppression has dissipated and the opportunity to become an Emperor has appeared, they will naturally emerge to compete for it!"
Upon hearing this, a hint of despair flashed in the young disciple's eyes.
"How could this happen?"
"Doesn't that mean... the throne of the Great Emperor is definitely theirs this time?"
"Even the young prodigies of our generation, such as that one with the Divine King Physique or that one True Dragon Prince, have only cultivated for a few hundred years..."
"How can we possibly contend with these ancient monsters that have lived for tens of thousands of years?"
"This...this is so unfair!!"
Yes, it's unfair.
A bunch of max-level characters have returned to slaughter the newbie village. How are the newbies supposed to play this game?