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

Chapter 577: I'm here, I've always been here!

Chapter 577 I'm here, I've always been here!
Under the spotlight.

The Great Emperor Wushi fought alone against the four Priest Ancestors of the Dao.

this moment.

All living beings in the heavens turned their gazes toward this place.

They witnessed firsthand a towering figure standing before millions, single-handedly blocking out endless strangeness and misfortune, and isolating the four great ancestral priests from their encroachment upon the myriad realms—

in front of him.

It was a desolate battlefield.

behind him.

It was a peaceful world.

In an instant, all living beings in the heavens were moved to tears.

There is no such thing as a peaceful and tranquil life.
It's just that someone is bearing the burden for them!
"boom!"

Emperor Ye and Empress Ye each stopped three of the Primordial Ancestors of Sacrifice. They worked together with Emperor Wushi to block the attack of the ten Primordial Ancestors of Sacrifice.

嗏

All of this is only temporary.

no way.

There were too many ancestors.

The three of them can only hold out for a short time at most.

It's impossible to actually kill it.

after all,

How long have Ye Fan and Wu Shi been at the Sacrifice Dao level?

The Desolate Emperor of yesteryear only managed to contend with several progenitors after several eras of accumulation, and ultimately fought a protracted and endless war...

No matter how strong Wu Shi, Ye Fan, and the Empress are.

They could only barely hold off the ten founding ancestors of the Taoist priesthood.

Unable to kill it.

even…

They can't hold out for long.

At most, it can only be delayed for a few hundred thousand years.

This is already their limit.

"kill!"

Emperor Wushi let out a low roar.

The Boundless Bell hovered above his head, its fist radiating blinding light that pierced through the past, present, and future. His burning gaze shone with endless brilliance, traversing countless ages and shattering everything, extinguishing the myriad Daos.

"boom--"

This punch directly forced the two progenitors back.

But soon two more ancestors surrounded and attacked.

"Hahahaha!"

"Without beginning!"

"You are not Huang Yu Haotian, but today's battle will surely make your blood stain the heavens!"

"A Taoist ancestor roared."

Say it.

He joined forces with the three progenitors and launched a direct attack.

"boom--"

The powerful attacks of the four progenitors forced the Great Emperor Wushi to retreat repeatedly, and even his divine body was cracked, his blood staining the years.

In this regard.

Emperor Wushi showed no fear.

His conviction ignited a brilliant flame, instantly healing all his injuries. His imposing figure stood tall amidst endless time, and a terrifying fist light ripped through the past, present, and future as he fearlessly charged towards the four progenitors—

Although he was no match for the four founding ancestors.

嗏

He won't be defeated immediately.

It could easily drag them out for hundreds of thousands of years.

of course.

Hundreds of thousands of years later.

The situation in Wushi wouldn't be much better.

For the sake of the bigger picture.

He had no choice but to sacrifice himself.

"boom!"

Emperor Ye Tian walked on the imperial cauldron.

He was tall and straight, with black hair flowing down his shoulders. His fiery eyes shone with endless cold electricity. He stood tall and upright, his blood surging.

"kill!"

Emperor Ye looked up at the sky and roared.

His aura surged into the sky, sweeping across the entire universe. His invincible fist intent shook the heavens, and the dazzling fist light pierced through the past, present, and future, penetrating everything, enough to shatter the eternal blue sky.

"boom!"

One of the founders of the Taoist rituals was beaten to a pulp on the spot.

But He did not die.

Instead, it quickly coalesced into its body.

For beings in the realm of ritual, death is not so easy. Even if their bodies and souls perish, they can be resurrected from countless dimensions, unless someone can annihilate everything in one fell swoop—

"Shh!"

A dazzling sword light pierced the sky.

The Empress, wielding a celestial sword, fought alone against the three founding ancestors of the sacrificial path. Her white dress fluttered, and she was peerless in beauty. With her own strength, she shattered most of the primordial space, and with a single sword strike, she annihilated endless strangeness and misfortune.

"boom--"

The trio fight side by side.

Their figures blocked the way for all the heavens and myriad realms.

this moment.

They are no different from gods. In the eyes of all living beings in the heavens.

They are the true gods.

"boom!"

The four great ancestors of the sacrificial rites joined forces to unleash a devastating attack, an attack powerful enough to annihilate everything, its sheer force enough to engulf the heavens.

No one can stop him, no one can defeat him.

"Cough cough..."

Blood gushed from the mouth of the Great Emperor Wushi.

His imperial body was directly shattered, a deep bloody hole appeared in his chest, and his brow was pierced by an ancestor, from which thick blood dripped—

See this.

Everyone trembled uncontrollably.

Despite their worries, Emperor Ye and the Empress did not turn around. The killing intent in their eyes grew stronger, and their attacks became more ferocious, as if they wanted to kill the enemy in front of them at all costs.

Then go and support Wushi...

But a pity.

This is destined to be unrealistic.

The progenitor of the strange tribes was, after all, a true priest.

Even if the Desolate Heavenly Emperor came.

They wouldn't dare say they could easily kill the three progenitors.

this moment.

They could only watch helplessly as Wushi was ganged up on and beaten by the four great ancestral priests.

Even without beginning, it can still persist.

嗏

This can't go on forever.

"Emperor!"

The Black Emperor roared to the sky.

It watched helplessly as the Great Emperor Wushi was severely injured by the four Primordial Ancestors of the Sacrificial Dao, its heart filled with grief, and its whole body trembled uncontrollably.

"Roar!"

The Black Emperor let out a roar.

It recklessly charged towards the strange creature, wanting to vent its anger.

"elder brother…"

Lin Xiyao's heart trembled slightly.

She looked up at the figure standing above the endless years, and witnessed the scene of Wushi's bloodshed. She felt a tremor in her heart.

This battle.

It was truly a tragic situation.

If no miracle occurs afterward.

It's really hard for them to win...

Sacrifice to the Way!

The Ten Great Sacrificial Paths!

How did they win?

The Western Emperor and Wu Shi were of one heart; when she witnessed Wu Shi being severely injured, she couldn't help but tremble slightly, but...

She ultimately forced herself to suppress her grief.

There was no looking back.

I didn't go see it.

because.

She was afraid that she couldn't bear it.

She was afraid she wouldn't be able to stop trembling.

this moment.

Everyone was a little teary-eyed.

They were well aware of the situation on the battlefield; unless a miracle occurred, it would be very difficult for them to win, very difficult to achieve victory…

"shortage!"

"The Desolate Emperor!"

"Where are you?"

Someone couldn't help but shout.

This battle is incredibly difficult. The Ten Primordial Ancestors have emerged, and the Jade Emperor has vanished upon entering the plateau. Their only hope lies with the Desolate Emperor…

"They invaded our homeland, slaughtered our sons and daughters, and unleashed boundless bloodshed and chaos. Is the evil truly impossible to eradicate? We have emerged from ancient history, entered the cycle of reincarnation, and died time and time again. Is it truly impossible to quell the evil and misfortune?"

Someone cried out in sorrow.

That is…

Master Meng!
The former teacher of the Desolate Heavenly Emperor!

Master Meng wrote scriptures in blood, burned them in the void, and cried out, "Huang, child, where are you?"

"Did you hear that?"

"The world needs you, why haven't you returned?"

"The Desolate Emperor!"

Where exactly did you go?

Countless people were shouting.

this moment.

day,
Suddenly it became quiet.

A voice echoed in everyone's ears.