CHAPTER 1663: CHAPTER 1604: EASTERN WASTELAND PREPARATIONS - EMPEROR TU RETURNS!

In the distant East Desolate Land, the vast mountains and ancient rivers, the East Emperor Sky Palace hangs high on the pinnacle of the nine heavens, deep within the sky vault where ten thousand thunders roar, the purple lightning and silver dragon illuminate the boundless void, constantly reflecting the outline of the heavenly palace into the heaven and earth, as if it is the heavenly palace ruling over all beings.

Inside TianQue.

The sound of slaughter resounds with a clang, compared to the usual tranquility, it has become somewhat filled with a murderous aura.

A colossal Lei Long silhouette, constantly appearing and disappearing within the heavenly palace, sometimes soaring straight into the sky, breaking through the sea of lightning, or sometimes diving downwards, carrying the heavenly thunder across time and space, erupting with a living dragon’s roar, shaking the sky vault.

In the small heaven and earth deep within the heavenly palace, there are obscure energy patterns rising and falling, filled with boundless slaughter, most notably, within these obscure energy patterns lies a sense of ancient decay.

Old relics with white hair and beard, aged beyond recognition, as if they crawled out from graves, their blood qi long dried and withered, have been fully decayed, yet they still walk in heaven and earth.

Amidst the roaring purple lightning and silver dragon, a majestic figure manifests, at this moment all the thunder in the world submits under its feet, suppressing time and space!

"Wujiang has returned!"

In an instant, a shadow solidifies within the heavenly palace, it is the young mentor.

"How is the preparation?" Riding through the heavenly thunder, the East Emperor’s imperial aura is as brilliant as the sun, directly suppressing the raging aura surrounding the heavenly palace.

Roar!

A dragon’s roar breaks through heaven and earth, a Lei Long transforms into a bolt of lightning, falling from the source of ten thousand thunders at the peak of the endless sky, in an instant, vast destruction pours down, the dragon’s body prominent and domineering.

"Lightning Mountain, do not worry, soon, very soon you will be able to act!" The East Emperor gently pats, the colossal Lei Long lurks and hums softly.

Subsequently, two figures disappear from the peak of the sky, heading towards the endless depths of the heavenly palace.

The further they proceed into the depths, it’s as if they have entered an ancient bygone era, the atmosphere of antiquity, decay, and desolation becomes even more intense, although this desolation carries a hint of divinity, and it is growing stronger.

This is a boundless and vast heaven and earth, most importantly, entering here, in a trance it’s like returning to the ancient Wild Gods era, divine glow shimmering, dense as tides, here is just like the true divine realm!

One colossal figure after another, just floating in this world oozing with the age-old divine aura.

Each one stands at least ten thousand meters tall, even without a trace of vitality, yet the energy they emit is terrifying, around each huge figure are small whirlpools where divine power gathers.

Wrapped in flame, the ancient flame seems to pierce through the ages, a Phoenix engulfed in raging flames, suspended in the void, with a body tens of thousands of meters in size, its terrifying power seeming to burn everything.

There is the Xuanwu Divine Beast floating in the waves, stirring the water tide, the Azure Dragon shining with green light, the Golden Dragon, like a golden lion with a dragon horn on its head, roaring, and even in its calm it spreads its wings, the golden Dapeng, one by one the Wild Gods that only existed in the ancient wilderness era, just appear in this small heaven and earth.

The only difference is that within these colossal deities, even though they remain dormant, the most primordial aura they emit is that of the human race.

In the small heaven and earth, elder-like figures constantly shuttle around these vast gods, seemingly inspecting something, and continuously infusing them with immense power.

Even with the appearance of the East Emperor and the young mentor, these elders did not pay any heed, their eyes only on these colossal gods, busily engaged in their work.

The East Emperor’s gaze continuously swept over each colossal deity, a flicker of reminiscence in his eyes, at this moment an elder hurriedly came from the depths of the small heaven and earth.

"Wujiang, it’s still not possible now, there are several Divine Blood Emperors who may have been dormant for too long, no matter how much effort we put in, we can’t awaken them again, it seems the ages have eroded their will!"

The elder is incredibly aged, his white hair scattered and even somewhat tangled, yet his eyes have no trace of murkiness, instead, they carry a fervent gleam.

"This was anticipated from the start, we humans are not gods, unable to be undying and immortal to withstand the erosion of ages, how are the other Divine Blood Emperors faring?"

The East Emperor swiftly suppressed his emotional fluctuations and then shouted.

"The remaining Divine Blood Emperors have gradually awakened over the past two hundred years, now they are at a stage of progressive recovery, they definitely won’t delay our human race’s conquest!"

"Good!"

The East Emperor gently nods, the human race has spent countless eras setting up an epoch-shattering plan, if they wanted to annihilate the Hundred Clans, they could have acted several epochs ago, allowing them to exist for such a long period, how could it be this cheap for them.

Sweeping across each Divine Blood Emperor, the East Emperor’s shimmering gaze finally did not falter, these colossal figures before him are the human race’s first strike against the Celestial Race from the Vast Wilderness Continent.

In this moment, not only must one step onto the Heavenly Path, but also launch an attack from the Wild Heaven and Earth.

"After a hundred years, I will return!" Quickly, the East Emperor and Young Master hurriedly departed, heading beyond TianQue, and soon secret imperial commands were issued from the East Emperor Palace, spreading to various places in the endless Eastern Wasteland.

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Nine Nether Underworld.

After such a long time, the black armored warrior of the Celestial Clan still relentlessly attacks the Nine Nether, though the era and space where the Ancient Emperor resides constantly change, making their encounter unlikely.

In fact, at this time, it mainly depended on luck. After so much time of attacking, the anger in the black armored warrior’s heart was imaginable; even if he was a powerful being that lived through endless ages, he could not suppress the anger in his heart at this moment.

Back then, the Ancient Emperor performed a heavenly rule change, hiding the heart of Primordial Spirit within the Long River of Ages. Then, he used his own blood and bones as media to seal the entire Nine Nether Underworld, altering its rules and blocking the path of the Celestial Clan.

Most importantly, even after all these years, the rules of the Nine Nether still maintain most of their former power, restraining the movements of the Celestial Clan.

The Ancient Emperor stood with his hands behind, and six broken gates of reincarnation traversed the sky of the Nine Nether. At this moment, a dilapidated Stone Gate hummed.

Following this, the Stone Gate burst with boundless power of reincarnation, attempting to bewilder those within it. The Stone Gate hummed and trembled, and a phantom stepped out with one foot, before the body fully materialized with a breath!

Boom!

A tremendously violent Great Power directly washed over this space and time, dragon roars echoed throughout heaven and earth.

Emperor Tu returned!

Dragon roars snarled, and a rolling dragon shadow in his hand solidified into a coiled dragon staff, exuding vast majesty!

Stepping onto the Void, Emperor Tu bowed from afar to the Ancient Emperor, entered the gate of reincarnation. He experienced ages and reincarnation, rediscovering his past self; at this moment, he truly could call himself the human clan’s Emperor Tu!

And not just the returning emperor of reincarnation, yet not reaching his past peak!

Emperor Path Transformation mid-tier!

This was Emperor Tu’s current peak realm. Entering the reincarnation gate, he filled the voids of his rebirth, not only reclaiming his former Martial Realm but advancing further, from early Transformation entering mid-tier, even touching the late Transformation stage.

This was the accumulation of two lifetimes, entirely erupting together!

However, at this moment, Emperor Tu did not show any excitement, but rather his eyes were somewhat desolate. He never considered everything before him when he first returned through reincarnation, and now not only had his previous power been restored, it even surpassed his former self.

Not only him, including Azure Emperor, Emperor Luo, Taihao, they all returned for their own missions. Now Emperor Luo and Taihao had already left first, reincarnated together, yet unable to reach the peak together again, which was a kind of pain.

At this moment, in the endless depths of the blood-colored heart, Xiao Chen had long forgotten his whereabouts, lost in the evolution of myriad Dao principles.

Between his brows, there were simple Dao Patterns that reached the extreme; whether a line, a point, or an arc, they encompassed endless Great Dao truths.

The earth-shattering battle against heaven and earth was etched deep in his heart; each primordial spirit as tall as heaven and earth were so grand, their conquest transcended knowledge.

However, in the end, it fell into a realm of body and Dao disappearance, blood and bones imprinting chaos into Dao Patterns, one couldn’t help but sigh at the whims of fate.

Of course, he did not see the complete battle of the three thousand primordial spirits, only over a hundred, but even so, the battle of these hundred was still enough to deplete Xiao Chen’s Soul World spiritual power, to the point of drying up and splintering, nearly shattering completely.

Especially that primordial spirit like a Sky Dragon, terrifying to a frightening extent, actually able to contend with dozens of primordial spirits alone, though among them was a massive Silver Bird harnessing spatial silver light, in the end torn apart by its dragon claws like a Divine Mountain.

Frightened to death, the Sky Dragon Spirit controlling heavenly Dao, violently colliding, continuously emerged to kill from among the Primordial Spirits, eventually leading these spirits to perish together.

In the shattered Chaotic World, constantly surrounded by Radiant Glow, Dao Patterns gradually manifested, intertwining with chaos imprints, gradually making the chaos incredibly solid.

And Xiao Chen, in this endless space and time zone, absorbed insights belonging to the truths of heaven and earth, the initially illusory Heavenly Laws light clusters between his brows began to solidify.

A crescent moon-shaped Dao Pattern was sketched out, followed by vanishing, then a wave-like Dao Pattern was outlined.

From the outside, even in an instant, the gradually solidifying godhead showed endless variations of Primordial Patterns, impossible to capture exactly which Dao Pattern it was!