Perfect World: Ten Crowns

Chapter 532 The Rampage on the Plateau

"That variable has appeared."

Not long after Xia Sheng left, at the end of the dark and desolate land, in the deepest part of the plateau, a voice that had frozen for eternity suddenly came from a huge burial mound.

With His words, the heavens and earth rumbled, tearing apart the edge of the Evil Land beyond the plateau. The vast universe that was approaching was destroyed, causing many dark creatures to tremble incessantly, their hearts filled with extreme terror.

It was the progenitor, and thus an ancestor awakened.

The next moment, a large area of ​​the calamity-ridden land cracked open, and a blood-soaked figure emerged, covered in red hair, exuding a terrifying aura that shook the long river of time.

An ancestor of unknown origin was born.

Boom!

In an instant, the sky shook, the plateau trembled, and the rumbling continued. It was as if it was about to completely collapse. The infinite Great Dao turned into one divine chain after another and broke apart, turning into countless fragments of rules. Even spacetime became unstable and blurred.

All the strange creatures and all the dark beings were shocked at this moment, and then they all trembled and involuntarily knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly.

Whether in the Endless Land of Calamity or in other dim universes, all dark beings are like this; it is an instinct deep within their souls, like a pilgrimage.

However, the red-haired progenitor simply ignored the group of dark Dao Ancestors. His eyes were heavy, and with each opening and closing, the vast universe was created and destroyed, and countless images were reflected in them.

"The cunning rat, having just entered this realm, has somehow escaped the world that destroyed his foundation."

Rumble!
As the Red-haired Ancestor finished speaking, the entire land of Calamity rumbled and trembled, as if it had come alive. Then, ten terrifying beams of light shot out from the burial mound. Through the endless mist, it could be seen that they came from ten terrifying coffins.

Swish!
Then, ten beams of light shot out from the depths of the plateau, traversing the vast lands separated by countless epochs, and hung above the heads of the ten strongest Dark Dao Ancestors.

However, after the ten beams of light were emitted, it could be seen with the naked eye that the ten ancient and unchanging burial mounds suddenly dimmed slightly, as a large amount of dark matter was consumed.

"I hereby grant you the title of Emperor, and hereby issue my decree to destroy all the heavens and myriad realms!"

After saying these words, the red-haired progenitor's eyelids grew heavy, and he once again disappeared into the ancient coffin in the burial mound. However, he ultimately retained one open eye.

One eye is closed, falling into a deep sleep; the other eye is open, remaining awake.

In that great battle countless years ago, He lost too much and desperately needed life-sustaining substances. Unfortunately, the plateau didn't have much left, and it was all used up through repeated "sacrifices".

This is also why the others woke up so slowly.

Unless the plateau is attacked, or a variable like Xia Sheng occurs, the progenitors will not appear. They are asleep, absorbing life essence, studying the sacrificial path, and "serving" the true masters of this plateau.
"Roar"

As ten beams of light descended, a deafening roar shook the heavens, and a fierce yet supreme wave of evolution began. Of the ten chosen Dao Ancestors, one was destined to become an Emperor.

However, some will fail, but the flesh and blood of the losers are destined to be devoured by other Dark Dao Ancestors, together with that radiant light, to create another being at the end of the road.

Of course, regardless of the process, ten beings at the end of the road will eventually be born.

Their goal is the heavens above, all the myriad realms, and even the perfect world.

"Ok?"

The moment the ancient ancestor of the High Primordial Empire cast his gaze, an invisible shadow pressed down upon him. Xia Sheng's expression changed. He noticed it immediately, but fortunately, he had already entered the path of sacrifice, so he immediately hid himself, his true form residing in an eternal place, transcending all worlds.

After a long while, this aura finally dissipated, and he once again illuminated the world.

"Something terrible is about to happen!"

Xia Sheng muttered to himself, a feeling of dread rising within him. He looked down upon the long river of time, spanning endless territories, gazing towards the plateau, wanting to discern the truth, but it was shrouded in a layer of chaotic mist, impossible to see through.

snort!
Even more so, as his will extended and touched the plateau, a cold snort exploded in his ears, the void trembled, and a figure covered in red hair stood at the end of the universe, one eye closed and the other open, looking down with an eerie and icy gaze.

At the end of the unknown path lies a progenitor!
Facing such a mythical creature for the first time, Xia Sheng felt a little heavy-hearted. Fortunately, he reacted in time, swung his sword, and shattered the long river of cause and effect connecting the two sides, making it completely blurred.

thump!
Then, without even looking, he plunged into the depths of the cosmic river and disappeared.

In the battle where the Pollen Emperor fell, at least three progenitors appeared. According to the words of several who died mysteriously, there are at least five to six progenitors on the plateau.

This is not something he can currently face.

At the very least, one must wait until one has established a firm foothold, or even reached a higher level, or until there are enough newcomers in the meantime.

"The heavens are likely to be engulfed in another bloody chaos."

Before even reaching the space, a faint sigh echoed.

In the instant he confronted that eerie progenitor, Xia Sheng lifted a corner of the mist and saw ten evolved Dark Immortal Emperors. The future he had once predicted was gradually becoming a reality.

"Even if we fail, we must stop this from happening."

After leaving behind a message, Xia Sheng departed, heading towards the myriad realms.

The upcoming battle will be a clash between emperors. He cannot appear, otherwise, an ancestral-level being will be encountered. Such a duel would likely bring the entire universe to its demise.

As if by some uncanny coincidence, the ten emperors of the plateau were revived, and the heavens also happened to be the ten emperors.

The Dao of Sacrifice is a strange realm that surpasses even the Immortal Emperor, yet it seems to be bound by another constraint, making Xia Sheng feel somewhat uneasy.

It's as if, after expanding the known territory, he gained broader contact with the unexplored areas.

However, compared to an emperor, the speed is naturally incomparable.

On either side, countless orders transformed into lines, rapidly receding, traversing universes like dust, even bringing the long river of time to a standstill—a terrifying sight.

It took Xia Sheng 1.5 million years to travel from within the borders to the plateau.

The path back has only been a little over a hundred years.

“I have entered the realm of sacrificial arts.”

Without giving the emperors much time to be shocked, Xia Sheng got straight to the point and explained the whole story.

"Darkness is coming, and I will be unable to act. Be prepared."

This was his second statement, which caused Meng Hai and the others to change color.

They are trying to process the facts that Xia Sheng brought.

"Let's summon all the emperors within the realm. There might still be time. As for those outside the realm, I'll personally go and invite them."

After leaving his last words, Xia Sheng hurriedly departed. He didn't even see his eldest son and two disciples, but instead headed directly to the outer realm to search for Luo and Shi Hao, as the upcoming defensive battle would depend on them.

(End of this chapter)