Perfect World: Ten Crowns

Chapter 490 Returning to the Rear
“Let’s go back and verify the law of reincarnation.”

Xia Sheng spoke, revealing his intention to leave. The Corpse Immortal Emperor, whom he and Shi Hao had killed not long ago, might still retain some remnants of his spirit, making him an excellent test subject.

"it is good."

Luo and the other three emperors exchanged glances and finally agreed.

The strange forces have just retreated, and their counterattack shouldn't be too quick. If we can revive another Emperor-level power and successfully verify the Reincarnation Reflection Method, a large number of powerful individuals will return.

So Xia Sheng and his companion left, swiftly traversing the Eternal Passage towards the Land of the Gods, intending to use the Core of the Gods there to return to the Perfect World.

"Sixty thousand years have passed, I wonder how everyone is doing now."

Although only 60,000 years have passed since Xia Sheng's journey to the heavens, his experiences have been incredibly rich. He not only learned the Reflection Technique but also entered the second level of the Immortal Emperor realm. Furthermore, on this eternal battlefield, he personally killed two strange Immortal Emperors.

"Goodbye."

Looking at the ever-shrinking Eternal Battlefield behind him, Xia Sheng silently vowed that he would return in the near future and embark on his journey once more.

In fact, this world is vast, not only encompassing the heavens and the eternal land, but also the more expansive myriad realms and the vast region between it and the plateau, containing countless treasures and dangers.

His path to becoming an invincible Immortal Emperor has only just begun.

Dark Plateau, Sacred Region.

boom!
On this day, two consecutive explosions tore through the sky, and boundless dark matter scattered out like ripples. The long river of time exploded, and chaotic black light overflowed. It was terrifying, as if the world was being created.

"Why is this happening? It's because of the two Immortal Emperors, Meng and Heng!"

In the outer region, countless slumbering dark creatures were all alarmed, including many Dao Ancestor-level powerhouses. They all looked towards the depths of the plateau, and were all terrified by the astonishing fluctuations there, gasping in shock.

Two peerless immortal emperors have been reborn one after another. What kind of opponent could possibly have driven them to this point? A shattered heaven should not have been able to do that.

"Reignite the battle flag, follow me into battle and begin the grand sacrifice!"

Not long after, with a sinister low murmur, the leader of the Soul River, Immortal Emperor Meng Heng, and the chief priest of the Heavenly Emperor's Burial Pit simultaneously emerged from the plateau, leading numerous dark Dao Ancestors to relaunch the terrifying grand sacrifice.

Even more terrifying, behind the two, a third supreme being revived. It was an unparalleled emperor wielding a celestial halberd, clad in tattered bronze armor, with black hair hanging down, resembling a demon emperor.

"Contact Fu Ting and the others to jointly punish the heavens!"

The Demon Emperor spoke, his aura chilling, almost commanding Meng Heng, which showed his extraordinary status and formidable strength.

Beyond the plateau, in the far reaches of the terrifying Sacrifice Sea.

The Four Extremes Floating Earth Supreme Emperor Futing and the Ancient Underworld Master fled here, each with an ancient altar in front of them. They were using secret methods to contact the other two Immortal Emperors, and they were eroding the myriad realms.

However, without the Heavenly Core that connects all realms, they can only search for it world by world, which is too inefficient.

This is also why the strange races questioned the need to attack the heavens.

"They've been found, and they're on their way back!"

Soon after, the master of the ancient underworld suddenly opened his eyes. White stiff hairs fell down, emitting an extremely strange aura. He found the other two immortal emperors.

On the other side, Fu Ting, who controlled the Four Extremes Floating Earth, also opened his eyes. Countless captured earth particles floated in his eyes, each one like a reflection of a universe.

"Meng Heng and the others have recovered, and they have also awakened Mo Gen."

Upon hearing this, the master of the ancient underworld was shocked.

"It was actually that guy!"

Mo Gen, like the other two, is at the peak of the Immortal Emperor level, a Tyrannosaurus-level expert. With this person emerging together, the seven Immortal Emperors will appear, and the destruction of the heavens will be just around the corner.

The seven emperors represent the greatest force the plateau can currently mobilize.

The remaining three emperors, eternally sacrificed in that great battle, cannot be replenished in a short time. "It's a pity that the progenitor has not been resurrected."

The Perfect World.

Sixty thousand years have passed since the departure of the two Celestial Emperors. All living beings have emerged from the grief of the Great Battle of the Dam and ushered in a glorious golden age.

It must be said that perhaps because of that imperial war, this is an era in which kings emerge in large numbers, and many older figures who were stuck at the Quasi-Immortal King level have successively entered the Immortal King realm.

As for the new generation with the potential to become kings, they have sprung up like mushrooms after rain, with countless powerful first-generation individuals and all sorts of monstrous physiques being born in this great realm.

The Immortal Imperial Court.

A World Tree is rooted beneath the Earth's core, its countless roots connecting the heavens and the earth. Billions of golden leaves hang down, shimmering with fluorescence, all reflecting a vibrant universe of life, dazzlingly beautiful.

This is a true imperial tree, one of a kind.

The main city of the Imperial Court is located at the core of a massive golden tree canopy.

"What? This actually happened?"

On this day, a shocking piece of news alarmed all the princes of the imperial court.

The Emperor's Lord Xia Ming, the master of the Qiankun System Xia Yilong, and the Emperor's three disciples Huang Qi, Bai Di, and Qingming Daoist all made their move and came to the former forbidden area of ​​the Emperor's Court.

This place is the final resting place for countless fallen heroes.

But now, a strange and dramatic change is taking place here.

Boom!

One after another, the grave mounds exploded, stretching endlessly. The heroic spirits who had died in battle seemed to rise from the dead, and countless rays of light scattered and illuminated the entire burial ground, making it seem as if it were coming back to life.

"The departed are coming back to life! Father, you have succeeded!"

Xia Ming's eyes flashed, as if he had thought of something, and he let out a gasp.

He turned around and looked at the towering World Emperor Tree, his heart churning with a myriad of emotions.

The backup plan left by his father has come in handy.

On the other side, in the Heavenly Court, as countless heroic spirits were revived, Little Stone, Heavenly Horned Ant, Crimson Dragon, Mu Qing, and others showed similar emotions, all realizing that this was the power of the Immortal Emperor.

Gazing at the resurrected creatures, the Skyhorn Ant clenched its fists, its golden hair gleaming, and let out a long, unwilling howl:

"My brother, where are you? Will you ever come back?"

At the core of the heavens, two supreme figures appeared.

"I'm back. I hope that one day I can restore this strange space-time."

Xia Sheng spoke, looking up at the myriad worlds scattered across the sky. He let out a soft sigh. If he could dispel the strange races and reopen this place, connecting all the worlds, what a wonder that would be.

"Let's go back."

Beside him, Huang also said with some regret.

On their way back, the two had already made arrangements for the perfect world in advance through their own means. If they were not mistaken, most of the living beings should have been resurrected by now.

Of course, those quasi-Immortal Emperors, as well as the Corpse Immortal Emperor, will have to wait until their true forms arrive.

Boom!

Soon after, an ancient bronze coffin reappeared, drifting in a blood-stained land. However, driven by the two Immortal Emperors, its speed was much faster this time, like a time-space boat, rapidly heading towards the Perfect World.
(End of this chapter)