Sweeping across the heavens, starting with the first emperor of the ancient times.

"Well, it's probably because Di Chen and he have similar backgrounds. They both come from the Immortal Realm and the same place, so they're like fellow countrymen. When you meet someone while traveling, there's a natural sense of kinship."

"Yes, yes, and Di Chen's talent is also high, not weaker than Dong Huang at all. He might even be stronger than him at the same level, so Dong Huang probably considers Di Chen to be the same kind of person."

"Oh, that makes sense too."

After another fierce battle, Di Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at the equally injured Donghuang ahead.

"Senior Donghuang, use your true power, or you might not have another chance!"

Upon hearing this, Donghuang was first taken aback, then laughed.

"Good lad, quite arrogant." Donghuang wiped the golden blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes gleaming. "Then so be it!"

He formed a hand seal, and the Eastern Emperor Bell flew into the sky, giving a sudden jolt.

when!

The bell rang out, and the golden sound waves transformed into tangible ripples, spreading in all directions.

Wherever the ripples passed, everything was annihilated.

Stars, void, chaos—all vanished into nothingness.

Di Chen was hit by the ripples and was sent flying backward, spitting out blood.

But he quickly regained his balance and raised the Heavenly Blade high in his hand.

Five-colored divine light condensed on the blade, growing brighter and brighter.

"cut!"

He slashed down with his sword.

Five-colored sword light shot into the sky, colliding with the golden ripples.

boom!

Endless chaos exploded.

The space between the two completely vanished, turning into nothingness.

Donghuang staggered back several steps, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

Di Chen also staggered back several steps, with several wounds on his body.

The two exchanged a glance and both saw the fighting spirit in each other's eyes.

"What a magnificent Celestial Phoenix! As expected of a top-tier clan on par with the Golden Crow, you are indeed formidable. Of course, more importantly, you are a rare genius, one that is unparalleled throughout the ages!" Donghuang roared.

"Take one more move from me. If you can withstand this, I will admit defeat wholeheartedly!"

After saying this, his whole body shone with golden light, and his figure disappeared. In his place, a sun slowly rose from the golden light.

In the sun, a three-legged golden crow spread its wings and raised its head, its supreme aura spreading outwards.

This is the Golden Crow, the top immortal race in the Immortal Realm—holy, powerful, and supreme!

"Hey!"

At this moment, the golden crow let out a cry that resonated throughout the ages.

The cry pierced through the chaos, through the void, and through all obstacles.

Wherever the sound passes, the river of time ceases to flow, and the ocean of space is annihilated.

The ancient divine mountain silently turned into dust, and countless laws of the Great Dao shattered and dissipated with this cry.

When the golden crow cries out, the emperor falls from grace!

This cry seemed to cause even the heavens to fall and the primordial universe to perish.

Outside, countless people stared intently at the light screen.

That cry of the golden crow pierced through the light barrier, as if even the real world was trembling slightly.

"What kind of move is this...?"

Someone's voice trembled.

"It's terrifying. Just looking through the light screen makes my soul tremble."

"That scream felt like the entire universe was collapsing; it was terrifying."

"Can Di Chen withstand this? This attack is too powerful!"

"As expected of the First Emperor of the Primordial Era, who can withstand such methods?"

"It's over, it's over, Di Chen is in trouble now."

The crowd was abuzz with discussion, their eyes filled with shock and worry.

In the Heavenly Court, upon hearing this cry that had amazed the ages, Jiang Hao stopped holding his teacup!

"What a magnificent cry of the golden crow, and the emperor's demise in the desolate land."

Jiang Hao muttered to himself softly.

This move is indeed powerful. It's not just a simple sonic attack, but a comprehensive and extremely powerful attack.

The Eastern Emperor used his cry as a signal to resonate with the Great Dao.

That cry contained his complete understanding of the Dao; it was an attack on the Great Dao.

If one's cultivation level is insufficient, being struck by this cry will erase everything.

"As expected of the number one person in ancient times." Jiang Hao put down his teacup.

"No one who can become a leader of an era is simple."

Jiang Hao looked at the golden figure in the light screen with admiration in his eyes.

The Golden Crow clan was already powerful, and with Donghuang's own talent and genius, it's not surprising that he could create such a unique skill.

"This move has already touched the level of cause and effect. With its cry, all laws are destroyed and cause and effect are severed. If it can go a step further, it may be able to truly touch that realm."

Donghuang's move is absolutely powerful and amazing. Among the people Jiang Hao has encountered, this move's potential ranks among the top.

Di Chen's pupils contracted sharply.

As his opponent, he could feel the terror of that power even more.

That was the power of the Eastern Emperor's origin, his ultimate strike as the Golden Crow Emperor.

The cry pierced into Di Chen's soul, as if trying to erase his entire existence.

His primordial spirit trembled, his immortal phoenix bloodline wailed, and everything about him felt unprecedented pressure at this moment.

too strong.

It was so powerful that it instilled in him a sense of despair.

That's the sense of powerlessness that arises when facing the absolute dominance of an era.

But Di Chen did not back down.

He took a deep breath, gripped the Heavenly Blade in his hand, and his body shone with a burst of five-colored divine light.

The Heavenly Blade in his hand emitted a clear and melodious sound, as if it were cheering.

Various rays of the Great Dao began to appear around him, their light pressing down on his head like a canopy.

Then, Emperor Chen formed hand seals, and the myriad Great Daos rapidly contracted, turning Sumeru into a mustard seed, and all laws returned to a single point, with an imperceptible Dao point condensing at his fingertips.

This dot is extremely small, almost imperceptible. But the power it contains is enough to obliterate everything, causing even space itself to tremble in fear!

"Heavenly Strike".

Di Chen uttered four words softly.

Then he unleashed a slash.

That single point of Dao, facing the endless golden light, slashed forward.

In that instant, everything fell silent.

There was no earth-shattering roar, yet it froze time and space and silenced the laws of nature.

There was only a glimmer of five-colored light and endless golden light.

boom!

Endless chaos exploded.

Everything is disappearing, everything is being destroyed.

I don't know how much time passed.

The light dissipated.

Nothing was left in the void.

Only two figures stood facing each other, a hundred feet apart.

Emperor Chen stood there, his body covered in blood.

There was a deep knife wound on his chest, a scar left by Donghuang Zhong, which almost split him in two.

His breath was extremely weak, as if he would collapse at any moment.

But he still stood there, his Heavenly Blade still tightly gripped in his hand.

The Eastern Emperor still stood with his hands behind his back, his golden robes fluttering, his majesty undiminished.

But upon closer inspection, his body is fading.

It gradually turned into specks of light and scattered.

He looked at Di Chen, his eyes showing no anger or resentment.

Only appreciation.

"The Heavenly Origin Strike..." Donghuang exclaimed in amazement, "What a brilliant and astonishing strike! Among all the people I've ever met, you're definitely in the top three. You're a force to be reckoned with!"

Di Chen clasped his hands in a fist salute, his voice weak but solemn: "Senior, you flatter me."

"Keep up the good work, Phoenix Clan! They have a worthy successor."

Donghuang looked up into the depths of the void, as if he had pierced through the dungeon and seen the outside world.

"The Origin Realm is truly a magical place, teeming with outstanding individuals. Perhaps my arrival here is a kind of divinely ordained good fortune?"

Donghuang smiled, a smile that contained both relief and感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex emotion encompassing both feelings and reflection).

As soon as he finished speaking, his body completely vanished.

It transformed into a shower of light, scattering across the void.