Zhatian: I, Haotian, am the first emperor of the human race!

Chapter 515 The Ninth Ancestor Appears! The Heavenly Court is Destroyed! Never to Return?
"boom!"

The ninth ancestor of the sacrificial rites appeared.

His ancient coffin, where he slept, emerged from the remote plateau.

An endless sense of the bizarre and ominous swept across the heavens, plunging all living beings into despair, leaving them with no light or hope in sight.

"Hahahaha!"

"Haotian!"

"shortage!"

"Do you think you have victory in your grasp?"

"You can never imagine just how powerful the foundation of my race truly is!"

One of the founders of the Taoist ritual laughed loudly.

Hear the words.

The Jade Emperor and the Desolate Emperor remained silent.

They silently brandished the imperial sword in their hands.

At this moment, the brilliant sword light was imprinted on the endless years, leaving an indelible mark. This magnificent sword light swept across the heavens and earth, piercing through the past and the future. Whether in the present world or the past, all living beings saw this sword light.

"boom!"

The seven founding ancestors of the Taoist priesthood were forced to retreat.

The eighth ancestor of the sacrificial rites is fighting against the trio.

He was covered in blood, but he looked much better than the trio.

"Without beginning."

Is that your mother?

"She's dying! Aren't you going to save her?"

"Hahaha!"

The eighth ancestor of the sacrificial ceremony laughed heartily.

The appearance of the ninth ancestor of sacrifice for the Dao foreshadowed the death of everyone in the Heavenly Court. The Western Emperor, Nuwa, and the Willow Goddess would all die at the hands of this ancestor of sacrifice for the Dao.

"You don't know yet, right?"

"Those who die at the hands of people like us, whether in the past, present, or future, will leave no trace..."

"That is to say."

"You cannot resurrect your mother through reflection; she will be completely annihilated in the world and will never reappear."

The eighth ancestor of the sacrificial ceremony slowly spoke.

Hear the words.

Emperor Wushi felt a tremor in his heart.

He instantly realized that the other party was not lying. Being killed by a powerful figure in the realm of sacrificial rituals would erase all traces of timelines, making it impossible to reflect a return—

this moment.

Emperor Wushi felt a tremor in his heart.

He turned back under immense pressure, a low growl escaping his throat, his eyes filled with tears, and looked at the Western Emperor in the battlefield beyond the world, letting out a cry of despair:

"mother…"

"Run!"

"Run!"

Just at this moment.

The ninth ancestor of the sacrificial rites officially descended.

The ancient coffin slowly opened, revealing a withered figure. His body exuded endless eeriness and misfortune, and his pair of extremely evil blood-red eyes stared at everyone present.

"boom!"

A vast and powerful aura erupted.

In an instant, no one could stop him, no one could hinder him.

Most of the people in the Heavenly Court were assimilated by the strange phenomenon in an instant.

"what!"

They were roaring.

They did not want to become something neither human nor ghost.

So they chose to self-destruct, ending their splendid demise.

The Western Emperor, Nuwa, and the Willow Goddess looked at each other.

They heard the voice of the eighth progenitor, and they also heard the despair of Wushi, but they had no choice; they could not escape, nor would they escape.

"kill!"

The three women let out a soft snort.

They attacked simultaneously, targeting the ninth ancestor of the sacrificial path, burning their very essence and striving for ultimate sublimation, attempting to severely injure Him at the cost of their own lives...

But a pity.

They ultimately failed to do it.

Even with the addition of Liu Shen, the Western Emperor and Nuwa, who had just broken through to the highest realm, they still couldn't contend with an ancestor who had stood in the sacrificial realm for many years.

They are not without beginning.

It wasn't Ye Fan either.

"boom!"

The ninth ancestor of the sacrificial ceremony indifferently raised his hand.

He stared at the three women before him, a hint of disdain in his eyes. With a gentle slap of his withered hand, countless Great Daos and Laws vanished, and terrifying power instantly surged towards the Western Emperor and the others…

next moment.

Everything on the battlefield was obliterated.

The River of Souls collapsed, the ancient underworld shattered, and the Heavenly Emperor's burial pit fell. Meanwhile...

The figures of the three women, Xihuang, Nuwa, and Liushen, were also sent flying backward. Their essence was lost, and in the end, they were unable to contend with the ancestor of the sacrificial rites.

"boom!"

The three women's bodies were cracked and covered in blood.

Their figures streaked across the sky, their faint light illuminating the heavens, falling like the setting sun, their final radiance reflecting across the world's mountains and rivers.

Shortly after.

Their figures gradually disappeared.

It gradually became blurry until it finally disappeared completely.

"Ahhh!"

Wushi let out a low growl-like roar.

His gaze swept across the past, piercing through time and the future, seeking to see the Western Emperor's figure in the past, only to discover...

Missed.

The entire ancient history is devoid of any trace of the Western Emperor, Nuwa, and the Willow Goddess. They have completely vanished from the world and can never be resurrected, not even by powerful immortal emperors.

"No!"

The sound of endless despair resounded throughout the universe.

He suddenly looked up at the ninth ancestor of the sacrificial path, then turned away without hesitation, unleashing boundless killing intent, wanting to suppress and kill Him...

"Hahahaha!"

"Desperate?"

"Without beginning!"

"This is the consequence of opposing our people!"

The eighth ancestor of the sacrificial ceremony laughed heartily.

Despite the pressure, He intervened and stopped Wushi from interfering with the ninth ancestor of the sacrificial path, because the latter had more important things to do.

"boom!"

The ninth ancestor of the sacrificial rites ignored everyone.

His gaze swept across the ages, landing on the Jade Emperor and the Desolate Emperor. He then took a step forward, intending to cooperate with the seven Great Ancestors of the Sacrificial Dao to suppress and kill the two of them.

after all.

Throughout the entire Heavenly Court.

Those two are the most difficult to deal with.

"Hahahaha!"

"Haotian!"

"shortage!"

"Did you see it?"

"This is the foundation of my race! You will all eventually follow in the footsteps of the Pollen Empress!"

One of the founders of the Taoist ritual laughed loudly.

Done.

The ninth ancestor of the sacrificial rites arrived.

He, together with the four sacrificial ancestors, came to besiege and kill the Desolate Emperor, hoping to kill him in one fell swoop.

"boom!"

The five founding ancestors of the sacrificial ceremony joined forces.

The Desolate Emperor had already reached his limit.

Right now, he can only struggle to withstand the combined attack of the five sacrificial ancestors, trying to hold out a little longer and hoping for a miracle...

But a pity.

The Heavenly Court has finally come to an end.

The world is now completely shrouded in darkness, and no more miracles will happen.

The Jade Emperor's heart sank.

His gaze fell upon the battlefield beyond the mortal realm. Eight or nine out of ten of the Heavenly Court's forces were dead, with only a handful still holding on, but…

They are nearing the end.

"kill!"

Emperor Fuxi let out a low roar.

Having witnessed Nuwa's death, he was filled with despair and recklessly charged at the enemy before him.

"A lotus blooms under the eternal blue sky!"

The Azure Emperor and the Six Paths of Reincarnation joined forces to attack the remaining strange Quasi-Immortal Emperors.

"boom!"

The Tai Chi symbol is awe-inspiring throughout the world.

The Banner of Chaos sweeps across everything.

The Immortal-Slaying Sword challenges the world.

The Three Pure Ones joined forces to fight against twelve strange quasi-immortal emperors. They were also nearing their end, their bodies cracking and covered in blood, making it difficult for them to continue.

This year.

The heavens are filled with despair.

The Heavenly Emperor's Calendar 4,829,864 - The Heavenly Court was almost completely wiped out!
Imminent destruction…

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