Chapter 212: Progenitor, Save Me!

Chapter 212: Progenitor, Save Me!

A voice calling out to a fellow cultivator was tinged with an unimaginable, overwhelming terror!

The hunched and peculiar Immortal Emperor was startled by the faint, mournful sigh, as if someone were whispering in his ear, sending a chill down his spine.

His heart raced, and a sense of foreboding washed over him.

At this level, the past, present, and future were all reflected in his mind; there was no room for baseless fears. Whenever he sensed something ominous, a catastrophic event was bound to follow.

The Hunchback Celestial Emperor, feeling uneasy, disregarded everything and charged toward the Plateau, roaring as he went.

However, at that moment, a torrent of bloodlight erupted from his body, splitting him in two, and he exploded into fragments, his indomitable soul light shattering along with him.

"Fellow cultivator, why the rush to leave? Let's have a chat", Shaohua said, her lips curling into a vivid red smile. Her phoenix-like eyes glowed with a mesmerizing light.

Supreme power surged forth, freezing the shattered remains of the Immortal Emperor in place. Then, a slender, pale hand emerged, its intricate patterns seeming to map the heavens and earth, radiating a dazzling brilliance.

She reached out, grasping the void, and in an instant, she bridged time and space, enveloping the River of Time and retrieving the shattered essence of the Hunchback Celestial Emperor.

"Correction, let's have a chat in the furnace", Shaohua said coolly, her tone tinged with indifference and a hint of madness.

The Hunchback Celestial Emperor was forcibly stuffed into the Chronofurnace, where his body reformed and reappeared.

He had expected to be incinerated and obliterated by the woman's bizarre methods, but the flames in the furnace were not as terrifying as he had imagined.

It was uncomfortable, but bearable!

"I understand now. To cremate Final Path Ascendants, it's not just a matter of fire. No such flame exists in the world. Various strange substances are required, and you've run out!"

The Hunchback Celestial Emperor straightened his back and let out a long, defiant roar.

Without the special furnace, the woman would lose her greatest advantage and could no longer easily obliterate or eternally silence Final Path Ascendants.

What was there to fear?

"Even with this furnace, what does it matter? You've drawn so much Primordial Substance that your heart is clouded. You followed me to the Ancestral Grounds without knowing the consequences!"

He roared and bellowed within the Chronofurnace, unleashing his full strength in a shockwave of power.

Shaohua remained silent, only letting out a soft hum. She pressed a hand firmly on the furnace, subduing it with overwhelming force.

After years of pursuit, she had absorbed all the Primordial Substances left by the three peculiar Immortal Emperors she had slain, further enhancing her cultivation and reaching a pinnacle.

Moreover, the relentless chase had caused her opponent to lose much of his essence, making her the stronger one for now, allowing her to temporarily overpower him.

She raised her gaze to the Plateau standing beyond the world, then halted, not advancing into the ultimate cursed land. Time fragments swirled around her, and with a step of her crystal-clear foot, she quickly retreated to the Sacrificial Sea.

Meanwhile, several figures emerged from the depths of the cursed land, standing at the edge of the Plateau, overlooking the Sacrificial Sea. They instantly understood what had just transpired.

"Bold rogue, daring to make a move before our ancestral grounds! You have sealed your own fate!"

"This is no ordinary villain; let's join forces and kill her!"

One by one, terrifying figures appeared, and the remaining six Immortal Emperors of the Sinister Race joined forces, charging toward the Sacrificial Sea with an invincible aura.

For them, it was unacceptable that their enemies had dared to attack their homeland. They had to strike back with overwhelming force.

In an instant, the heavens and earth were turned upside down, and the boundless Sacrificial Sea roiled with towering waves, spreading far and wide, shaking the worlds.

It was known that the heavens had gathered the power of the myriad worlds to summon five Immortal Emperors, and one had fallen during the Grand Apotheosis Ritual.

The entire Sinister Race possessed only ten Final Path Ascendants, and now more than half of them had appeared.

Their combined presence alone was enough to crush the ancient heavens, let alone their unified attack.

Shaohua's lips were tightly pressed together. She had long realized that something was amiss, but it was too late to turn back. She had to press on, striving to "set things right" and return to her original path, paving the way for future generations.

"Whatever the bizarre and ominous, in my eyes, everything is but a mere play. Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Her eyes turned red, and she faced the impending battle with the most extreme and transcendent mindset, appearing somewhat deranged.

Of course, despite the change in her demeanor, she remained breathtakingly beautiful, her allure both enchanting and terrifying, a mad beauty who excelled in combat.

"Boom!"

Blinding light tore through time and space, shattering eternity, and a fifteen-colored Primordial Dao Sword descended, its blade reflecting the past, present, and future!

"Spurt!"

The six emperors attacked in unison, their catastrophic light colliding with the brilliant sword light. In the shocked gaze of the Sinister Race, a flood of peculiar bloodlight splattered.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

The six Immortal Emperors let out screams, their hearts pounding with fear. They had never imagined that their combined assault could be countered by a single individual, let alone that they would be injured.

Was this mere creature of a lowly race truly on par with a Progenitor?

They refused to believe it, dared not believe it.

"There can be no mistake. Three of our comrades have not returned and are likely eternally silenced. This woman is terrifying and must not be allowed to live!"

The six emperors instantly understood the situation, drawing in a deep breath of dark energy. Their murderous intent soared to the heavens, and they attacked with all their might, determined to kill the woman.

"Boom!"

Shaohua did not engage them head-on. She merged with the fundamental laws of the universe, vanishing without a trace, becoming ethereal and impossible to target.

Then, she suddenly appeared behind the six Immortal Emperors, wielding the Chronofurnace like a club and striking their heads.

The six emperors were shocked, not expecting her to so easily evade their combined attack, finding her even more terrifying than they had imagined.

"Bang!"

Shaohua showed no mercy, striking the six peculiar Immortal Emperors with all her might. The Chronofurnace glowed brightly, leaving them dazed and staggering.

She then unleashed a series of Chaos Vortices, each swirling with strange light. A torrent of punches and kicks sent five of them into the vortices.

The one remaining was the high priest of the previous Grand Apotheosis Ritual, the last of the ten peculiar Immortal Emperors to reach the 'Great Tyrant Dragon' level, and slightly more formidable.

"Did you think you could handle me with your combined forces? Go to hell!"

Shaohua conjured a Great Dao Spear in her hand, piercing through the ages, severing the past, present, and future, and impaling him through the heart, creating multiple blood holes. Her methods were extremely cruel.

Then, she forcefully dragged him into a Chaos Vortex, quickly moving away from the area.

Within the vortex, countless large rings encircled smaller ones, layer upon layer, each corresponding to a step she had taken on her journey. In an instant, they arrived near the Crimson Altar deep within the Sacrificial Sea.

She had been pursued by the 'Voracious Tyrant Beast' and had passed through this place, leaving an indelible mark. Now, she used her transcendent abilities to directly arrive here.

The altar was a place of sacrifice for Immortal Emperors.

"This is where our race worships time, the origin of all things, the birthplace of the universe. You actually came here?!" The peculiar Immortal Emperor was both shocked and delighted.

He was shocked by her strength and methods, which seemed to transcend the realm of Immortal Emperors, rivaling a Progenitor.

He was delighted that she had brought him to this place, not realizing the danger.

No one knew better than he that this was a place of certain death. The Crimson Altar had a history beyond comprehension, and any outsider who entered was doomed to never return.

However, the altar itself was a taboo, not to be disturbed. But if he could force the woman onto the Bridge of Oblivion, using the advantages of time and place, he could surely defeat her.

"What are you smiling about? Share it with me", Shaohua said softly.

The peculiar Immortal Emperor would not explain himself, and what delighted him even more was that the other five accomplices had also been brought here by the ignorant woman.

Without communication, the six peculiar Immortal Emperors moved in unison, surrounding Shaohua. Even if they were repeatedly blasted apart, they would force her onto the Bridge of Oblivion.

A solitary bridge appeared, floating in a mysterious fog, invisible and endless, silent and desolate, a place where not even the most gifted could fly across, only walk.

Beneath the bridge, darkness reigned, an endless abyss devoid of life.

In comparison, even the ancient Underworld and the Soul River were mere "ditches" before this bridge.

Stepping onto the Bridge of Oblivion led to the Crimson Altar. Once on the altar, one became a sacrifice, and no one had ever returned.

"Ha ha ha, stepping onto the Bridge of Oblivion means no turning back!"

"Kill her! This is our domain, and she is doomed!"

"There is something strange about her. Sacrificing her might bring some benefit!"

The six peculiar Immortal Emperors laughed, finally forcing the woman onto the Bridge of Oblivion, their earlier frustrations released.

Who would have thought that six of them were needed to barely gain the upper hand?

There was something profoundly wrong with that woman. She carried an aura similar to their race, and many of their attacks lost much of their power when striking her.

Moreover, her strength seemed to counteract theirs.

This back-and-forth left the peculiar Immortal Emperors frustrated to the point of wanting to vomit blood.

They had always been feared for their bizarre and ominous nature. Who would have thought they would be countered one day?

Shaohua's pale, jade-like hand shattered the heavens and eternity with a single strike, overwhelming the world as she moved to crush them.

"Stupid, do you think you've forced me here?"

Shaohua laughed softly, her sleeves fluttering, and her aura grew even stronger, instantly driving the six into the Crimson Altar, causing the ancient land to tremble.

Her eyes glowed red, and she said fiercely, "You are all surrounded. Prepare to die!"

In an instant, countless sword lights illuminated the world, forming a vast ocean, then turning into numerous sword wheels. Some even broke through the Bridge of Oblivion, shining beyond the sacrificial ground, as new worlds were created and destroyed.

This was an unimaginable battle, with boundless runes and symbols glowing, surpassing the stars of the universe. The power was so immense that even the cosmos seemed weak in comparison.

The Final Path Ascendants of the Sinister Race had lived for so long that they themselves did not know their true lifespans.

Over the ages, they had accumulated countless mystical techniques and explored various paths of the Great Dao.

In an instant, every law and technique ever created was unleashed by the six peculiar Immortal Emperors, everything erupting in a cataclysmic display that shook the past, present, and future.

Shaohua was undaunted, not resorting to any flashy techniques. She simply swung her fists and palms, which made the six even more fearful.

The simpler the attack, the more daunting it was at this level.

The Great Dao was simple!

By focusing solely on her true self, her attacks, though simple, contained boundless power and infinite might, deeply rooted within her.

To Shaohua, all Great Dao laws and supreme techniques were mere illusions. Only her true self remained, unyielding and eternal, growing stronger with each clash.

"Boom!"

She struck with a single palm, her fingers glowing with world-shattering light. Her crystal-clear hand shattered everything, even piercing through the sacrificial ground, causing the ancient altar to crack and bleed.

"Ah, another one dead. Will I be next? I can't bear it. How can such a person exist in this world?" someone screamed.

"An anomaly! A variable! She is the greatest variable that the Progenitor spoke of! We found her, we found the variable!" someone shouted in madness.

"Why, despite being tainted by Primordial Substances, she retains her self? She should have fallen and become one of us!" another could not believe it.

No matter how they raged and screamed, even ignoring the danger to the sacrificial ground, they could not change the outcome. They fell one by one, their blood staining the altar.

Soon, their screams grew faint, and only the last peculiar Immortal Emperor, trapped in the Chronofurnace, remained.

The spirit tablets deep within the sacrificial ground fell, emitting mournful cries and sobs, intermittent and haunting, as if they were right beside one's ear.

"Ha ha ha, you've disturbed the sacrificial ground. Great calamity is coming. You will die without a trace!" the last peculiar Immortal Emperor laughed and cried.

The sacrificial ground seemed to come alive with a malevolent presence, emitting a terrifying sound, as if the oldest of the old was awakening, whispering, crying, and seeking to return.

"Progenitor, save me!"

(End of Chapter)

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