Chapter 817 - The Ancestors Arrive

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Seeing this scene, everyone present had mixed emotions.

Although they had won the competition, they couldn’t feel happy about it.

Xu Zimo was too strong, so strong that they didn’t even have the will to resist.

They each represented their own lineages, but he was simply the prototype of a young emperor.

If that was the case, then in this lifetime, the Heaven’s Will would be out of reach for their imperial lineages.

That was not good news.

Some even secretly wished Xu Zimo would just die, only then would their lineages have a shot at competing for the Heaven's Will.

Baili Chengfeng remained calm, showing no sign of emotion.

He stepped forward first, looked at the ancestor of the Otherworldly Zenith Palace, and said, “Everyone, since you lost, keep your word and leave.”

“I suddenly feel like going back on my word,” the Otherworldly Zenith Palace ancestor said with a chuckle.

“You're a major power. Are you throwing away your dignity?” someone said angrily upon hearing this.

“Exactly, breaking your word makes you no better than a scoundrel.”

People started criticizing him.

But the ancestor of Otherworldly Zenith Palace was clearly indifferent. He said calmly, “Would dignity help us carry the Heaven's Will?”

“What exactly do you want?” Baili Chengfeng asked with a frown.

He calculated the time. Reinforcements from the Dan Imperial Clan should be arriving soon.

He didn’t need to go to the Dan Imperial Clan in person; he could use the teleportation formation in a nearby city to notify the other imperial lineages.

As long as they could hold on until reinforcements arrived through the teleportation array to Baili City, everything should be fine.

“There was originally one thing. Now there are two,” the ancestor of Otherworldly Zenith Palace said.

He pulled a few bottles of pills from his sleeve pocket.

He smiled and said, “First, take this pill. Then I’ll tell you the second.”

“As for the second thing, kill him.”

The ancestor of Otherworldly Zenith Palace pointed straight at Xu Zimo.

“Ancestor,” Gong Yun'er quickly called out. “He spared me just now.”

“Yun'er, don’t be soft-hearted. He stands in the way of your path to becoming emperor,” the old man said.

“But...” Gong Yun'er hesitated.

“Do you feel a shadow in your heart when you face him?” the ancestor asked.

“Kill him. End the demon in your heart with your own hands, and you still have a chance to be this generation’s emperor.”

Seeing Gong Yun'er silent, the old man frowned slightly.

He said, “Yun'er, you understand, the lineage didn’t raise you for nothing.”

“I know,” Gong Yun'er nodded.

“Then do as I say,” the old man snorted coldly.

The immortal energy around him surged, exploding with a sky-shaking aura. The vast immortal energy came crashing down.

He directly attacked Xu Zimo.

The ancestor of Otherworldly Zenith Palace floated in the air above Xu Zimo, and his overwhelming power bore down on him.

He looked at Gong Yun'er and said, “Kill him yourself and end your heart demon. The palace master will forgive your loss.”

No one around intervened when they saw this.

Even the ancestor of the Baili Imperial Clan stood aside and watched.

No one stepped forward.

Because everyone had the same goal, Xu Zimo must die.

He was too brilliant, so he had to die.

They couldn’t do it themselves, so it was convenient to let Otherworldly Zenith Palace do it.

A black-robed man from the palace handed a long blade to Gong Yun'er.

Gong Yun'er numbly took the blade and walked toward Xu Zimo step by step.

All eyes were on this moment.

...

Gong Yun'er’s figure slowly stopped beside Xu Zimo. She looked at the man before her.

He showed no sign of panic. Instead, he was grinning at her.

“Is he not afraid of death?” Gong Yun'er thought silently.

She was deeply conflicted.

Xu Zimo had instilled too much fear in her. As long as he was alive, she’d find it hard to fight for the Heaven's Will.

Logically, his death would benefit her greatly.

But Gong Yun'er didn’t know why, she didn’t want to kill him this way. She didn’t even want him dead.

“Do it,” the ancestor urged from above.

“Die!” Gong Yun'er shouted, grabbing Xu Zimo’s collar and pulling him roughly in front of her.

She looked at him mockingly as the long blade neared his heart.

But Gong Yun'er suddenly whispered, “Take me hostage. That’s your only way to survive.”

Xu Zimo didn’t take her hostage. He just chuckled and said, “You know, all of you have been putting on a show on that stage. Their acting was boring, but you’re interesting.”

“You’re crazy,” Gong Yun'er whispered back.

But in the end, her blade stopped a few centimeters short of Xu Zimo’s heart.

“Yun'er, what are you doing?” the old man roared from above.

Just then, a loud boom echoed.

The sky trembled as powerful forces shattered the sealed void.

In an instant, like glass breaking, the void collapsed completely.

“Reinforcements are here,” Baili Chengfeng said with some regret.

Xu Zimo wasn’t dead, which was truly unfortunate.

The sky shattered, and the ancestor of Otherworldly Zenith Palace’s face changed. He quickly looked toward the void.

“Who dares touch someone from the Dan Imperial Clan?” a voice rang out.

An old man with a bald head and a huge sack on his back stepped out from the void.

“It’s the Nine-Pill Ancestor. The Dan Imperial Clan’s ancestor is here!” someone shouted excitedly.

“What’s going on?” the ancestor of Otherworldly Zenith Palace muttered, his face tensed.

The Ancestor of the Baili Imperial Clan also stepped into the air, greeted the Nine-Pill Ancestor, and turned to look at the Otherworldly Zenith Palace’s ancestor.

Just then, the sky changed again, and snow began to fall.

A giant hand tore through the void, and an old woman in green walked out.

She brought with her a blizzard that engulfed the entire Heaven-Genesis Microcosm.

“It’s the ancestor of the Chi Imperial Clan, the Nether Queen!” a Chi elder shouted.

The Nether Queen was once a war general under Grand Emperor Bing Xue, and the oldest existence in the Chi Imperial Clan.

“It’s been years since a small force dared to challenge us on the Eastern Continent,” the Nine-Pill Ancestor said coldly. “Since you’re here, you’re not leaving.”

“You think I came to attack the Baili Imperial Clan alone?” the Otherworldly Zenith Palace’s ancestor shouted.

“Everyone, come out. Let these imperial lineages see our strength.”

As he spoke, a massive hand appeared in the southeast sky.

It covered the sun.

Darkness descended, and three figures stepped out from the void.

Each one seemed to come from the ancient river of time.

Their immortal energy surged violently, as if they could shoulder the heavens and pluck the sun and moon.