The universe trembled.
It was the might of the strong.
Immortal light shone infinitely, illuminating the dark universe, as bright as the eternal Big Dipper.
Countless beings shivered.
The black mist, which seemed to devour all beings in the universe, was guided into a corner of the Immortal Realm.
Chen Jiuyang saw the Chongming Sea. Ancestor 'Qiankun', along with many other ancestors, charged into the Immortal Realm.
There were also many, many more powerful beings Chen Jiuyang had never heard of or seen, resisting this dark calamity together!
Various questions also surged into Chen Jiuyang's mind. What was the cultivation level of the armless old sword emperor, and what step had he reached? By transforming himself into a sword, he could actually pierce the barrier between realms and open a corner of the Immortal Realm. No wonder even Emperor Fu Zhao of the current era treated him with such courtesy.
His bloodline was inexplicably boiling, and Chen Jiuyang felt an urge to shout for them:
"Charge! Slaughter your way into the Immortal Realm!"
"You must succeed in entering the Immortal Realm! Avenge the human race civilians who died unjustly in the dark calamity!!!"
Immediately after, an inexplicable tremor appeared. It was an aura comparable to the might of an Emperor, emanating from that corner of the Immortal Realm.
"Are those... immortals from the Heavenly Court of the Immortal Realm?"
"Roar!!!"
Countless roars erupted. A peerless battle broke out. Blood rained down upon the universe, and visions of many top great powers falling appeared.
However, at this moment.
A majestic imperial might surged again.
Countless people were shocked. Two Emperors in one era? How was this possible!
Upon closer inspection.
It was...
Everyone's pupils contracted, and their faces changed drastically in horror: "Emperor Sui Gu... How is this possible..."
Chen Jiuyang's heart also trembled violently: "Emperor Yan... Is it really like this..."
In the universe, Emperor Yan was seen radiating imperial might, holding a great spear in his hand, named: Nine Nether Fallen Immortal Spear!
Emperor Yan indeed had a connection with Sui Gu, the first Martial Emperor of the human race.
One person holding a spear, a sight that was bound to amaze heaven, earth, the universe, and all beings!
"Sui Gu?! Impossible! You cannot be Sui Gu!"
The voice of an immortal resonated from within the Immortal Realm.
Even Emperor Fu Zhao's eyes were filled with doubt!
In the fierce battle, Emperor Yan joined the fray, fighting and killing immortals.
Soon...
Someone discovered something was amiss.
"Is that the aura of the eighth-generation Bo Xian of the Liu Xian clan?"
"Could it be... that Emperor Sui Gu created the Eighth Generation Bo Xian technique in his later years?"
"Has Emperor Sui Gu not passed away after all these long years..."
Many people's expressions became solemn.
Especially the myriad races of the heavens, other than the human race.
How could this be?
Countless people's hearts churned like stormy seas.
They felt it was impossible...
Immortal blood sprayed, descending upon the universe and decomposing into vast spiritual energy to nourish the various planets.
Some shed tears.
The first Martial Emperor of the human race, Emperor Sui Gu, fought side-by-side with Emperor Fu Zhao against the immortals of the Heavenly Court.
"Emperor!!!"
Many other powerful beings seized this opportunity to charge into that corner of the Immortal Realm.
In the gap, Emperor Yan, holding his great spear, finally spoke:
"I am not Emperor Sui Gu..."
"I am the reincarnation of a trace of Emperor Sui Gu's true spirit, or perhaps 'obsession' is a more accurate term."
"Emperor Sui Gu cared about the safety of the human race his entire life. Even before his death, he was thinking about this. In the river of time, Emperor Sui Gu's imperial weapon automatically disintegrated, causing this trace of his true spirit's obsession to be reincarnated continuously."
"As long as the Heavenly Court is not destroyed, Emperor Sui Gu can never truly rest in peace."
Countless people were moved to tears.
This was the might of a human Emperor.
"I am merely a trace of a true spirit that has awakened, borrowing the power imprints left by the Emperors on the Path of Human Kings... Although the time I borrowed is short, it is enough..."
The next moment, immortal light shone from the Immortal Realm, and an ancient bronze nail flew out, instantly suppressing Emperor Yan!
Emperor Yan's figure turned into a rainbow light and began to dissipate: "In the next great era, we will fight side-by-side again. The next great era will be the end."
From an immeasurable distance, Chen Jiuyang, in the village of the aged, felt Emperor Yan's gaze fall upon him, his voice entering his ears.
"Boom boom boom!!!"
The Heavenly Court's offensive continued.
Emperor Fu Zhao's imperial blood splattered.
This battle would be unforgettable for everyone in this era.
The armless old sword emperor roared: "Time is almost up!"
He no longer had the strength to support the power needed to blast open this corner of the Immortal Realm.
The armless old sword emperor looked deeply at Emperor Fu Zhao: "You must make plans early."
Emperor Fu Zhao laughed heartily: "If there is a next life, I will ascend to the Immortal Realm and fight the Heavenly Court with you all!"
Then, the armless old sword emperor flew into the corner of the Immortal Realm, and the rift between the universe and the Immortal Realm disappeared.
A battle that lasted for ten thousand years thus came to an end.
The universe returned to peace, as it usually did.
However... the ground was scarred, and the living were devastated.
Too many had died...
In the mortal realm alone, apart from Emperor Yan establishing and guarding the realm, and Protector Chen Beixuan protecting the Dragon Country, almost ninety percent of the people in other countries had died, and the population had instantly declined.
Even with Protector Chen Beixuan protecting the Dragon Country, it was not perfect. There were still flaws and omissions...
Beneath the peaceful universe, every living planet was filled with sorrow.
Emperor Fu Zhao was also severely injured.
Chen Jiuyang spent a long time to regain his composure and emerged from the divine spring.
He walked through the village of the aged and found that only he, the old village chief, and a few mortals remained.
A sense of loneliness he had never felt before surged into his heart.
The old village chief, who looked like a young girl, sighed: "You will have to get used to days like these."
"Hurry up and cultivate. Emperor Fu Zhao has suffered a fatal injury."
"An ordinary Emperor can live for forty thousand to sixty thousand years, but Emperor Fu Zhao's foundation is still shallow. He was ambushed by the Heavenly Court and has at most ten thousand years left to live."
Chen Jiuyang's heart trembled, and he remained silent.
"Once Emperor Fu Zhao passes away, the myriad laws of the universe will collapse. At that time, the village of the aged will fall into slumber, and both you and I will have to soak in the divine spring until the next great era is about to arrive, before we awaken."
Chen Jiuyang said: "I understand. Thank you for the reminder, Village Chief 'Eight Difficulties'."
He could see that Village Chief 'Eight Difficulties' also had some unusual emotions, similar to him, feeling lonely and desolate.
Chen Jiuyang walked around and glanced at his sleeping relatives at home. After gazing for a long time, Chen Jiuyang felt a little better and slowly returned to the divine spring to continue cultivating.
This divine spring was truly miraculous.
Two thousand years later.
The myriad laws of the universe trembled, an unusual tremor.
"This is..."
"Has Emperor Fu Zhao been unable to suppress his injuries?"
"It seems the rumors that Emperor Fu Zhao's lifespan is less than fifteen thousand years, not even comparable to a cultivator in the Immortal Dao Harmonization Stage, are true."
After a moment of trembling, Emperor Fu Zhao's imperial might swept across the entire universe, causing all things to lie dormant and prostrate themselves.
Another two thousand years later, Emperor Fu Zhao appeared and came to the village of the aged, leaving behind an imperial scripture: "This is my Dao scripture. I hope it will be useful to you."