Perfect World: Ten Crowns

Chapter 549 Eternal Sorrow
Bang!
The arrival of the three progenitors was terrifying. Countless star fields crumbled instantly, and vast territories collapsed in an instant. Not to mention life, even the Dao patterns and rules were completely annihilated, turning into terrifying black ruins.

The plateau has a sixth ancestor. Although Xia Sheng was prepared, he still felt an overwhelming pressure when he actually faced him.

Fortunately, the Red-haired Ancestor was ambushed by him beforehand, which relieved some of the pressure. Otherwise, if the four ancestors had joined forces, he really wouldn't have been able to withstand it.

Even with the three progenitors joining forces, they could barely hold them off.

However, the location of the great battle was not what he wanted. If this sacrificial battle broke out among all the worlds, the entire myriad worlds would probably be wiped out.

Xia Sheng desperately wanted to change the location, but the three progenitors wouldn't give them the chance.

The myriad realms are rich in matter and abundant in life essence. Upon arriving in this world, the two progenitors, Golden Scale and White Zombie, began a frenzied blood sacrifice to restore their bodies.

Swish swish!
In an instant, star fields were drained, vast worlds dimmed, all spirits fell silent, and countless dying cries mingled together, gods weeping and ghosts wailing. Even countless demonic statues shed tears, forming an incomparably mournful end-of-era symphony.

Before long, a terrifying vacuum zone formed near the four sacrificial paths, where all material and even spiritual existence disappeared. Countless civilizations and billions of races vanished silently, like a ripple in the long river of time, instantly smoothed out.

Even the heavens above the edge of the main battlefield were instantly rotten due to the impact of the great battle of the Four Sacrificial Paths. Countless living beings who had not yet been evacuated died one after another, leaving only a small number trembling in fear.

"Emperor!"

At this moment, countless beings in the heavens cried out, gazing at the towering figure standing before them. Brilliant light shone down, blocking the path of the three Dark Ancestors—the last ray of dawn that ignited hope in their hearts.

The world is vast and desolate. Faced with the impact of the progenitor, everything is gone. Parents lose their children, and children lose their parents. Countless tragedies are unfolding. However, the most terrible thing has not yet happened: eternal silence.

All the hopes of the world were placed on the Emperor and the Desolate Emperor.

"what"

Overwhelmed by grief, Xia Sheng could only roar, swinging his fists and activating his sacrificial sword repeatedly, disregarding his own safety as he charged towards the three progenitors. Shattered bones flew everywhere, smashing pieces of the darkest spacetime, which were bridges connecting to more distant star fields, capable of causing living beings to involuntarily sacrifice themselves.

At that moment, he had only one belief left in his heart.

That is to sacrifice the Eternal City and completely and eternally commemorate an ancestor. Fortunately, this place is not far from eternity, and everything is still in time.

However, before leaving, he had one last thing to do.

A golden hand reached out, not to strike the three progenitors, but to grab at the broken land of the heavens. Boundless power was unleashed, forming a circular light curtain that enveloped this core of the myriad worlds and banished it into the dark depths of space.

Boom!

At the same time, in the unknown space, the former core of the heavens also exploded at this moment, and the strange race launched a massive attack. Xia Sheng did not want it to exist.

When the heavens are prosperous, the connection between the heavenly core and all realms is a blessing; but when the heavens are weak, it is a disaster.

"Come on, let's have a real fight!"

After doing all this, Xia Sheng's eyes burned brightly, like two raging flames. In order to gain more combat power, he was igniting himself and attacking the Three Ancestors with all his might.

"Burning oneself is overestimating one's abilities. Having already undergone a self-sacrifice, one cannot perform a second one in a short time!" To this, the Golden Scale Ancestor merely snorted coldly. At this moment, Xia Sheng was like a candle flame, destined to burn out eventually.

Bang bang bang!
Amidst this earth-shattering carnage, the four slowly moved toward the Land of Eternity.

Meanwhile, in the secluded realm near the Eternal Land, Huang has already appeared, his killing intent sharp and fierce, as he engages in a peak duel with the two progenitors.

After a long and fierce battle, he had completely stabilized his realm, and even when facing the two progenitors working together, he was finally able to remain somewhat composed.

And so, the two young priests soon reunited. "How are you? Can you hold on?"

Shi Hao spoke first. He looked at Xia Sheng, who was covered in the blood of the progenitors, with a worried expression. After all, he was facing three progenitors at the same time, and he had exhausted too much energy in the battle of Canglan.

"It works."

Xia Sheng said, his divine thoughts intertwining, and in a moment he reached a plan with Shi Hao.

The heavens have been banished, the myriad realms are collapsing, and the Eternal Land is no longer useful. They want to detonate this place, preferably to sacrifice two ancestral beings at once.

This time, their targets are the later-emerging Gray Mist Progenitor and the White Zombie Progenitor.

The former shrouds all the heavens and myriad realms in gray mist. As long as it exists, the entire myriad realms will eventually be drained by it, and even the emperors, including Luo and Menghai, will not be able to escape.

The latter, however, was the weakest of all the ancestors because he coughed up blood several times during the collision.

Rumble!
Therefore, as soon as they approached this area, the two young priests completely abandoned the others and launched a joint attack on the White Zombie Ancestor. After countless bombardments, his physical body exploded and his primordial spirit cracked, almost causing him to perish again.

Keng!
At the same time, the two killing swords fell simultaneously, heading straight for the Lord of Gray Mist.

"Ok?"

However, amidst a massive amount of broken bones and ancestral blood, the Gray Mist Ancestor ultimately escaped. He was the first priest to invade the myriad realms and was extremely wary of this place.

Swish!
In an instant, patches of gray mist fell. Although he paid a huge price to successfully retreat, no ancestor could withstand the attacks of two young priests at the same time without being defeated.

"What do we do? There's only one left!"

"One at a time."

The sudden change did not shake the resolve of the two young priests. Xia Sheng gritted his teeth, plunged his sword into the immortal Eternal City, and then suddenly exerted his strength, blasting it apart.

Boom!

In an instant, boundless sacrificial power, surpassing rules and the Great Dao, surged forth like celestial rivers, suppressing the body of the White Zombie Ancestor. Accompanied by a miserable roar, the second Ancestor began to disintegrate.

Even more clearly, one can see a giant tree full of flowers appearing at this moment, covering the heavens and looking down on the years. Like a vast ocean of light rain falling, it is like pollen or endless killing light, completely engulfing the White Zombie Ancestor.

In the blur, a stunningly beautiful woman in white appeared, nodded slightly to Xia Sheng and Shi Hao, then looked relieved and disappeared completely into the river of time.

"Huh? Not good!"

At this moment, the gazes of the remaining four progenitors changed.

Above the heavens, such power still remains, the remnant fruit of the Great Dao of the Pollen Emperor. Although she has perished, the entire heavens and even the myriad realms still exist, and with the passage of time, a terrifying foundation has been re-accumulated.

Now, it has suddenly been launched, taking away one of the founders.

"If my sister could see it with her own eyes, she could rest in peace."

In a corner of the myriad realms, Luo looked at the rapidly fading flowering tree, tears welling in his eyes, before a smile appeared on his face, a smile that was neither one of relief nor one of sighing.

(End of this chapter)