Perfect World: Ten Crowns

Chapter 563 The enemy forces approached the high ground and blocked the spring.
How can the plateau be completely destroyed?

Beneath the World Tree, three beings beyond the Emperor Realm sat cross-legged. Aside from reviewing the previous great battle, their final topic was the destruction of the plateau.

The three agreed that as long as enough successors arrived, such as one or two more priests, the Ten Ancestors would be no longer a threat. However, they could only be considered the henchmen of the plateau. The key lay with the plateau itself.

That is the source of all the strangeness.

Based on the information collected over the years, Xia Sheng has gained a preliminary understanding of the nature of the plateau. It has no life, but it has a special will, which created the Ten Ancestors and the Endless Calamity Land.

“This power transcends the Dao of Sacrifice, or it could be called above the Dao of Sacrifice,” Xia Sheng said, recounting an experience he had once had.

Before embarking on the sacrificial path, he had attempted to enter the plateau, but was blocked by a force. At the time, he thought it was the power of some ancestor, but now it seems more like the product of the plateau's own will.

"We can't really wait until we step onto the path of sacrifice."

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan frowned slightly.

Throughout the ages, across all worlds, apart from the fallen Pollen Emperor, all three Great Sacrificial Paths are seated here. They have no clue about the Sacrificial Path and find it difficult to understand what kind of realm it is.

"Therefore, we still need to visit the plateau in person to see it for ourselves."

Shi Hao responded, his eyes radiating coldness.

After going around in circles, everyone still had to head towards the plateau. Whether for their own sake or for the sake of all living beings in the universe, it was something they had to do.

Beside him, Xia Sheng nodded slightly and said decisively, "Time, we need time to recover, but don't forget that the ancestors of the plateau are also recovering. Therefore, I advocate that we act quickly and not give them a chance to react."

He could already sense that they had reached a bottleneck. Even if another one or two eras passed, his and Shi Hao's strength would not improve much, even if Ye became much stronger by then and could walk alongside them.

However, the ten progenitors will also be restored.

The thought of the ten people's second form, with the ten ancient coffins coming together to suppress the heavens and almost forming a whole, sent a chill down Xia Sheng's spine. He had a feeling that the battle back then was definitely not the true fighting power of the ten ancestors.

They still have this powerful weapon, but it became ineffective because they suppressed the Golden Scale Ancestor first.

Therefore, we must not wait until all three remaining progenitors have been revived.

"Then let's wait for the two of you to recover, and then we'll head to the plateau immediately!"

Ye Fan made a decision immediately without the slightest hesitation.

It was somewhat unfair for him to participate in this great battle so soon after entering the Sacrifice Dao Realm, but they had no choice in the face of the plateau.

Afterwards, the three priests parted ways; two recovered from their injuries, while one attempted to become stronger.

In the blink of an eye, eight million years have passed.

Perhaps out of fear of the three great sacrificial rites, the strange progenitor has remained dormant for nearly ten million years, hiding at the edge of the plateau, licking his wounds.

However, in order to draw upon the essence of life, fill the vacancies of the three progenitors, and the ten vacant paths, a large number of strange Dao Ancestors appeared in the Calamity Land, initiating a grand sacrifice and once again engulfing the myriad realms and even beyond the worlds in the flames of war.

It should be understood that much of the essence of today is hidden beyond the world.

Thus, a large number of followers outside the various worlds moved. At first, a small number of Dao Ancestors participated in the battle, but most of them were elderly Dao Ancestors who had no future and were willing to die for the sake of their descendants.

Subsequently, with no high-level combat power in the Calamity Land, more and more Dao Ancestors from all heavens joined the battle, and even many Immortal Emperors began to participate.

"Drive the strange tribes back to the plateau and restore our land!"

This is the slogan jointly proclaimed by all the emperors: to purge the strange forces, disrupt the grand sacrifice, and prevent the birth of beings at the end of the road, and even the progenitor. This is their goal.

Everything was done to buy enough time for the three major priests. "Retreat, all of you!"

On this day, with a soft shout that shook the entire world, all the followers, including the great immortal emperors, retreated like a tide.

Because the Emperor has been resurrected.

Over a period of eight million years, he repaired his damaged body and regained his fighting power. Although he did not stand at the peak of his life, he still possessed seventy to eighty percent of his former strength.

Boom!

On the same day, another world suddenly split open, and the Desolate Emperor returned. Similarly, his strength had recovered to eighty or ninety percent.

"Has this day finally come?"

With a sigh, a black-haired youth standing on a large cauldron emerged from the void. It was Ye Fan. His eyes flashed with an immortal radiance, as if an infinite universe was rotating within them. Compared to the past, his strength had reached a new level.

The revival of the three major sacrificial rites has alarmed all the tribes, prompting a counterattack on the plateau. This slogan, which has been shouted for countless years, has finally come true. How can it not make people's blood boil?
In the past, although they fought against strange races and even reached the secluded land near the sea of ​​sacrifice, they never had the courage to approach the land of calamity.

And now, it has finally come true.

"Let's march, and reach the plateau!"

Xia Sheng spoke, with the Creation Emperor Disc above his head and the sacrificial sword in his hand, walking at the forefront. Huang Ye and the other man stood on his left and right sides, respectively, as they pressed down on the plateau.

Rumble!
Along the way, countless gray universes exploded, representing a strange, accumulating power that was devouring the life-bearing universes of otherworldly lands.

"not good."

At this moment, the strange races hidden in the secluded world all trembled with fear.

Some people were crushed by the terrible fluctuations before they could even escape. Only a few who were further away managed to slip through the net and try to send news of this place to the plateau.

However, it was too late by the pace of the sacrificial beings. In just a moment, the three sacrificial deities had already reigned supreme at the end of the sacrificial sea.

Click!

Then, Ye Fan directly lifted the cauldron and smashed it down. The endless calamity land exploded, the sky collapsed, and countless strange creatures died one after another, like grasshoppers in autumn.

"Get out here! We've come to take your lives!"

Huang let out a long roar, and a golden hand stretched out, tearing through layers of boundaries like a celestial blade, landing on the side of the plateau as if smashing onto the immortal gold.

boom!
In an instant, countless flames lit up, illuminating the ancient river of time. At the edge of the plateau, seven eerie ancient coffins rose up, as if carrying seven strange and vengeful ghosts, emerging from the calamity, their eerie eyes filled with endless killing intent.

The pristine plateau, unchanged through the ages, never imagined that one day someone would actually venture here.

"The three of you have come here without taking us seriously. You must be tired of living!" The purple ancestor said, hoisting the ancestral axe on his shoulder and bringing it down. It landed on Huang's body, bursting with countless bolts of lightning.

However, Huang was fearless and pushed forward, suppressing the purple ancestor to the point that he could hardly raise his head. Even when the black and white ancestors came to help, he blocked them all by himself. In a fight against three, he showed no signs of weakness.

As for Ye Fan, he had his sights set on the two progenitors, Red and Silver. The two had fought before and were old rivals, so he was not worried at all.

As for Xia Sheng, he faced off against the two progenitors, Green and Chaos. His eyes were calm as he slowly raised his sacrificial sword and said indifferently, "Can the two of you stop me?"

Upon hearing this, the two progenitors exchanged glances, both with grim expressions.

"Fight him!"

(End of this chapter)