The beginning of the game "The King of Heroes"

Chapter 672 Showdown with the Emperor's Shadow, the Third Supreme Bone
Even a grain of sand on the banks of the River of Souls is a wisp of soul. The River of Souls is long, and countless yellow sands line its banks.

He heard the wails of countless souls on the shore, a truly terrifying sound that even moved him.

This seemingly ordinary land holds countless buried beings, more than even his immortal king's primordial spirit could count.

This is the riverbank of the soul, and also the end of the cycle of reincarnation.

If the River of Souls had not flowed outwards and corrupted the heavens, he would have had to follow the cycle of reincarnation to its end to reach this place.

This place was unusually quiet. One after another, creatures appeared from nowhere, walking stiffly like zombies. It was like the twilight of the gods, or as if they had heard a guiding song, leading all living beings onto a path of no return.

They were like a group of dead gods, a group of mindless creatures, all exuding a dangerous aura, all with their eyes closed, but two lines of crimson blood flowing from the corners of their eyes.

At the same time, they were smiling eerily, revealing their white teeth, which looked quite creepy.

These beings surged in from all directions, one after another. They were all beings captured by the River of Souls, entering the Pool of Reincarnation, and rapidly shrinking in size.

Moreover, their physical bodies vanished instantly, as if an entire era had passed in an instant. All living beings perished, leaving only their souls following the grid-like veins, like moths drawn to a flame, entering the cycle of reincarnation, becoming a grain of sand in the River of Souls.

Some powerful beings, who were all immortal beings, were imprisoned by runes. They were taken to the ancient mountain, imprisoned in cages, and turned into human batteries, where their spiritual energy and immortal essence were extracted to continuously nourish their soul river.

"Is this the River of Souls?" Qin Tian murmured.

At this moment, a wind rose on the desolate banks of the River of Souls, yellow sand filled the sky, and the blood-red whirlwind howled, making it particularly eerie.

This is the true River of Souls, a supreme river that has not yet been cut off by the Heavenly Emperor. The accumulation of several great sacrifices is still there, and it is at its strongest and most peak moment.

In an instant, as if sensing Qin Tian's killing intent, the entire Soul River began to tremble, and the world turned crimson, like the appearance of sunset, or as if the heavens were stained with blood.

The River of Souls' self-preservation instincts manifested, as if it were enraged, causing the entire riverbank to tremble.

The River of Souls, which has merged with the essence of countless immortal kings, shows faint signs of transforming into living beings.

However, it is both its strength and its weakness. These countless spirits give it a shallow will, but also make it difficult for it to truly possess wisdom.

The power of all living beings surges in the River of Souls, and various contradictory and conflicting emotions surge within it, making it difficult to distinguish one's true self.

However, the instinctive reaction still exists.

For example, right now, the Soul River sensed the crisis and began to stir, like the Boundary Sea, churning up terrifying waves.

Wave after wave surged up, stirring up countless symbols of the Great Dao and the laws of the Immortal King. In every drop of water, a chaotic demon god roared, as if transforming into the body of an Immortal King to conquer heaven and earth.

The river water, countless in number, was now crashing down on Qin Tian, ​​as if thousands of celestial kings were attacking a single person.

"Break."

Qin Tian made his move, binding himself with countless rules, transforming them into a blade of heavenly will and a blade of rules, severing a supreme soul river, and using his own power to suppress the restlessness of the thousands of immortal kings.

He wanted to sever the River of Souls, destroying this river that flowed through all the heavens and myriad realms from its source, thereby slowing down the speed at which the strange race conquered the Boundary Sea...

Without this river of souls flowing through countless worlds, they could only brave the mists of time and space, conquering one world at a time.

This would undoubtedly be much slower, giving all the worlds more time to grow.

This slash was too sharp and too hot. Wherever it passed, the illusory images of the kings shattered, and the Soul River was filled with towering waves of water. The water burned fiercely before the slash light, dissipated in large quantities, and turned into raindrops that fell back into the Soul River.

The next moment, a terrifying low growl resounded, like the howling of billions of gods and demons. Countless beams of soul light surged up, obscuring the sky, disrupting time, and turning the past and present upside down.

A celestial melody began to play, elucidating the mysteries of chaos and tribulation, and awakening the supreme beings slumbering in the river.

One hand after another emerged from the River of Souls, each one incredibly pale, as if it had been soaked in the river for too long, like a living being that had already died.

They slumber within this River of Souls, absorbing its essence to strengthen themselves and traversing countless ages.

Now that the River of Souls has been stirred, countless strange creatures have begun to revive, determined to annihilate the invading enemy.

"All the souls of the heavens have fallen, but the river remains forever..."

This is a language from countless eons ago, incredibly ancient, which Qin Tian couldn't understand. He could only glean its specific meaning from the profound truths of the Great Dao contained within it.

This is the true River of Souls, the source, carrying chaotic energy, endless, rushing towards the dark light.

Even beings of the Great Universe level are nothing more than junior disciples in the current Soul River, where the weakest beings are all Immortal Kings.

"He transforms into freedom, he transforms into eternity!" Qin Tian shouted, shaking the entire Soul River and causing the void to collapse.

Without any hesitation, Qin Tian immediately unleashed his strongest form.

Faced with this river that could destroy countless ages, he dared not be careless in the slightest. If he was going to destroy it, he had to do everything in his power!
"He transforms the past, he transforms the future!" Qin Tian chanted softly.

The sacred and profound sound of Taoism resounded throughout heaven and earth.

Three ethereal figures emerged from the void, their eyes sharp and filled with a fierce fighting spirit.

One of the most majestic imperial figures chanted once more the supreme law from the future: "The Dao illuminates the ages!" Brilliant Dao light emanated from the future emperor, illuminating the past, present, and future. The Daoist who wielded the axe strode forward, stirring up countless phenomena. The Human Emperor, holding the Xuanyuan sword, stood with his sword drawn, seemingly ready to quell the turmoil. The Demon Emperor, who controlled creation, sat atop his imperial throne, creating countless beings and enacting the cycle of life and death…

Qin Tian discovered that as he opened the sixth secret realm, the power of this Dao Illuminating Time technique became increasingly formidable.

It seems that the time when He created the world is not far off.

Qin Tian directly combined two Emperor Laws, activating his cheat code, and summoned eight supreme Immortal Kings to annihilate the Immortal King army that was engulfing the world.

At this moment, Qin Tian is incredibly powerful. After being tempered by the Soul River for 100,000 years, the golden core in his body is almost losing its form, and he has opened up a new ultimate realm in the Immortal King domain.

He was only a hair's breadth away from becoming a king and then an emperor, and could cross that line at any moment.

Qin Tian raised his hand, his five fingers slowly spreading out like a tree supporting the sky, and the sixth secret realm of the secret realm, the three-inch world of the human realm, slowly unfolded.

One possibility after another surged forth, transforming into the form of an Immortal King, descending from outside the timeline, condensing into a Dharma body, utterly illusory, though possessing only the power of a single strike.

But this was terrifying enough. The combined attack of millions of Immortal Kings was enough to shake the heavens and the earth. And each of the Otherworldly Bodies was using this divine power. The rules of millions of Immortal Kings surged, truly causing the Soul River to tremble.

If the quality isn't enough, then quantity will do. Qin Tian had been preparing for a long time, and his eight avatars appeared together, combining the power of eighty million Immortal Kings, so that this move, "All Gods Pay Homage to the Emperor," truly broke the shackles of the Kingly Way...

With a snap, aided by the two imperial laws, Qin Tian once again crossed that line, reaching the end of the Kingly Path, and from this perspective, he looked up at that supreme realm.

Standing alone above the ages, he unleashed a strike at the level of a quasi-Immortal Emperor.

With this strike, countless Immortal Kings perished, but this was not Qin Tian's primary objective. All that could be heard was the continuous cracking sound along the River of Souls.

The imperial formation could not withstand such power and slowly shattered, and the River of Souls even stopped flowing on the spot.

As the stronghold of the strange race, the Soul River is naturally equipped with an imperial formation. Only attacks from quasi-immortal emperors can cause real damage to it.

"presumptuous!"

"Who dares to run wild in my Soul River!"

At this moment, an incomparably majestic voice rose from the banks of the River of Souls. Sensing the destruction of the River of Souls, an enormous imperial dharma image rose up, like a black sun, just like the center of the River of Souls. Its mere existence there gave rise to endless mysteries.

Qin Tian felt a sense of threat and exclaimed in surprise, "A Quasi-Immortal Emperor? No, it's just a divine thought!"

Seeing that it was not the true form of the Supreme Being of the Soul River, Qin Tian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Although under normal circumstances, a Quasi-Immortal Emperor can annihilate thousands of Immortal Kings with a single thought, when facing an Immortal King, there is almost no difference between the physical body being present and the divine thought being present.

But Qin Tian was different. He combined three characteristics to become immortal, and then seized the innate true spirit, refined it into an immortal golden essence and swallowed it. Power surpassing that of an immortal king surged within his body.

Even if a Quasi-Immortal Emperor were to arrive in person, it would take considerable effort to destroy his immortal true spirit, because that is something on the same level as a Quasi-Immortal Emperor.

"The divine sense of a quasi-Immortal Emperor surpasses that of an Immortal King, yet falls short of that of a quasi-Immortal Emperor—just right!"

The presence before him stirred his desire, and he wanted to use the divine sense of this quasi-Immortal Emperor to test his own combat strength.

"Ant!" Sensing Qin Tian's burning fighting spirit, the emperor's figure frowned and said, "Your gaze is very disrespectful!"

"This is nothing, there are even more disrespectful things to come!" Qin Tian stretched his wrists and ankles.

With the three-inch mortal realm protecting him, infinite possibilities were arranged along the timeline, each unleashing its own defensive divine arts. Qin Tian lowered his hand, once again transforming the Immortal Golden Core into a battle spear, which he gripped tightly, pointing it at the emperor's shadow.

"You want to kill the Emperor!" Soul River Supreme said in disbelief, feeling the deadly sharpness emanating from the Emperor's Spear.

A Celestial King actually dared to attempt to kill an Emperor!
Even if he possessed that strange imperial spear, it would be of no use; the difference between an emperor and a king is dimensional.

A Celestial King cannot possibly reach the realm of an Emperor.

"If you were the real you, I would turn around and run without saying a word, but... you are now."

"Just a divine thought!" Qin Tian raised his head slightly, surveying the surroundings with disdain: "I can't just flee in a sorry state at the sight of a divine thought!"

"Wouldn't I lose face?" Qin Tian spread his hands.

"Heh heh heh, risking your life for face!" Emperor Ying sneered, "Truly a foolish decision!"

Qin Tian nodded in agreement, saying, "If I were to die, it would indeed be a foolish decision."

"But if I don't die, it won't be foolishness, but confidence." Qin Tian paused, his aura sharpening, filled with arrogant fighting spirit, as he challenged the Emperor with his divine spear.

He placed his hand on his chest, where a bone spur had fully grown, giving him a strong sense of confidence.

Over the years of his conquest of the Soul River, he has hunted down many Immortal Kings and acquired numerous magical treasures. The third Supreme Bone in his chest has already been fully formed.

This is the second type of imperial power he has mastered, and it is also his trump card in the fight against the emperor before him.

"Let me see what kind of realm the so-called Emperor truly is!" Qin Tian's eyes were deep and gleaming.

Is there any enlightenment or cultivation that can better allow one to experience and comprehend that realm than directly facing a Quasi-Immortal Emperor? There is none! And there could never be one!
(End of this chapter)