Chapter 215: A Deadly Taboo, Kill, Kill, Kill!

Chapter 215: A Deadly Taboo, Kill, Kill, Kill!

Sinister Ancestors materialized one after another. Even though this was the most important site of the great sacrifice, they had to put it aside temporarily to deal with the greatest variable in the ages—the woman before them.

That woman, who had been tainted by the Primordial Substances from the fall of the ten Immortal Emperors, should have been eroded to her very soul and bones. Logically, she should have succumbed to the eerie forces, becoming one of them.

But why did she seem not to have completely fallen, and was instead brandishing her sword and gun against them?

Maintaining a glimmer of clarity within the Immortal Emperor’s domain was one thing, but it could be accepted, given that she was the greatest variable in the ages.

However, she had already become a Sacrificial Dao, sacrificing all her original essence and the entirety of her great Dao. After such a drastic and violent transformation, to still retain her self-awareness was truly incomprehensible.

It shouldn’t be possible, not at all.

No one had ever been completely eroded by Primordial Substances and still retained a fragment of clarity, let alone achieved the level of Sacrificial Dao.

"The greatest variable in the ages!"

Was the greatest variable referring to her retaining a fragment of her former self even after being tainted by the Primordial Substances?

This realization sent shockwaves through the Progenitors, making them feel a chill down their spines. They couldn’t help but suppress their murderous intent and observe her.

"Could this variable be not our greatest enemy, but the opportunity for our clan to flourish?!" In an instant, the Progenitors’ thoughts raced.

They quickly changed their perspective on the inexplicable tremors and heartaches they had felt when The Plateau had first been disturbed, and a new insight emerged.

A variable didn’t necessarily mean something bad; it could also be beneficial to them.

"That’s right. We merely arrived early and claimed The Plateau, which wasn’t very powerful at the time. Later, we ascended to the rank of Progenitors but could only bear part of the great power. She, however, might be able to bear it all!"

Back then, the ten of them had entered The Plateau in their coffins, replacing the Three Lifetimes Bronze Coffin and burying themselves deep within, thus becoming the invincible Progenitors.

The truth was, their true past selves had died at that moment, eroded by eerie forces. Their corpses had then come to life, with new eerie true spirits occupying the already ominous bodies, forming the ten Progenitors.

This transformation was so problematic that even the Progenitors themselves felt it, losing any potential for further advancement.

But now, a being tainted by eerie forces yet retaining a fragment of self-awareness had truly appeared.

This was indeed the greatest variable, a first in history. Perhaps she really could advance even further!

Thinking of this, the Progenitors were all deeply shaken, their eyes, whether gray or hollow, burning with excitement.

"Let bygones be bygones. Why don’t you consider joining us? Together, we can overlook the magnificent mountains and rivers of the universe, admiring the world’s beautiful tapestry!" one Progenitor said.

He had just been resurrected, yet he showed no resentment, even forcing a grotesque smile, which was quite incongruous.

If the ten eerie Immortal Emperors were aware of this, they would surely die in anguish. We fought to the death, but why did the Progenitors surrender without a fight?

Shaohua’s crimson eyes remained cold, showing no interest, and even a hint of amusement.

"Let bygones be bygones?" She lifted her chin, sneering. "What wrong have I done?!"

"Those few dared to attack me, committing a grave taboo. I haven’t even held them accountable, and you talk about letting bygones be bygones?"

The Sinister Ancestors’ faces twitched. This woman was incredibly domineering. Was it her nature, or had she been twisted and fallen?

But it was true that she had a certain air of their clan.

"You’ve been tainted by the eerie forces and can’t turn back. You are destined to become the greatest source of misfortune in the world. We are of the same kind; why fight each other?" another Progenitor said.

The other Progenitors also appeared, expressing the same intent.

"It’s truly difficult for you to put on such a benevolent face, but I won’t accept it!" Shaohua snorted, drawing a large, ominous sword that emitted boundless malevolence, pointing it at the Progenitors.

"Why?!" the Progenitors asked, growing anxious.

Shaohua lifted her red eyes, glancing at the grotesque beings before her, and then said softly, "Because you are too ugly to share my time."

The Progenitors were dumbfounded. The most absurd event in history had just happened to them.

What kind of reason was that? Rejection based on ugliness?

"You—" The first Progenitor to speak extended a claw, pointing at the woman with the terrible temper, his seven orifices smoking, emitting gray mist.

Shaohua’s eyes flashed with a fierce light, and she frowned. "You dare to point at me, committing a taboo. You deserve to die!"

She swung her ominous sword with a force that spanned the ages, striking first with a resounding boom.

"Spurt!!!"

Blood splattered from several Progenitors simultaneously. Despite their bodies becoming indistinct and using invincible secret techniques, they couldn’t avoid it, all being injured by her sword.

"We are trying to persuade you for your own good, hoping you won’t make a mistake!"

"Put down your weapons. We are of the same kind. The past is the past; only you and I are eternal in this world!"

The Progenitors were still trying to win her over, so they didn’t retaliate immediately, instinctively dodging and taking some losses.

"Enough! Stop your incessant chatter!" Shaohua cursed, brandishing a long spear that moved like a dragon sweeping the world, piercing out with a malevolent cold light.

The deafening sound of magic echoed continuously, instantly opening forty-nine bloody holes in the Progenitor who had just spat out black blood.

She moved so fast, static one moment and like a thunderbolt the next, bringing boundless calamity. Her body was surrounded by calamitous light.

Her blood-stained clothes flared, her gray-white hair danced wildly, and she stood proudly, exuding a demonic beauty.

"Boom!"

She didn’t stop, continuing to wield her malevolent spear, forcefully shattering the Progenitor who had been pierced through the heart.

Sacrificial Dao beings were immortal, but even they were disintegrating.

"You, you, you—" Another Progenitor was enraged, instinctively raising the iron rod he held.

The iron rod was pitted and dented, exuding a terrifying aura. It was a true Sacrificial Dao weapon, a tangible object that even the divine chains of the great Dao couldn’t approach, causing them to break apart near it.

Like the Progenitors, it was a weapon that transcended the "Dao", containing no rules or principles, but was even more intimidating.

Even a Quasi-Immortal Emperor would collapse near it, as if it could crush countless universes. The blood of supreme Final Path Ascendants from many eons ago still stained it, revealing the tragic history of that era.

A faint figure could be seen ascending against the heavens, carrying countless flower petals, only to bleed out on The Plateau.

"Hmm? Holding a weapon is also a taboo, and you should die!" Shaohua saw this and her spear became even more solid, charging at the Progenitor with the iron rod.

She took a step, moving faster than time, thrusting her spear at him with unparalleled sharpness, splitting the heavens and the sea of time.

Even the great Dao was weaker than the two of them, unable to approach!

Shaohua held her spear with one hand, facing off against the black-blooded Progenitor, while her other hand condensed into a large, ominous sword, slashing at the Progenitor whose seven orifices were smoking with gray mist.

"You stood by and did nothing, clearly harboring ill intentions. You must die!" She was mad, taking on two opponents at once.

The Progenitor with the gray mist couldn’t hold back any longer and joined the battle.

He had no weapon, transforming into a fog that enveloped the battlefield. In the end, a withered, gray-scaled claw emerged from the fog, clashing fiercely with Shaohua’s large sword.

"Boom!"

The battle between Sacrificial Dao beings was terrifying, shattering everything, causing the primordial chaos beyond the worlds to boil and dry up instantly.

The other Progenitors exchanged glances but didn’t move, guarding the crumbling sacrificial site from a distance, watching the battle coldly.

They were confident in their invincibility, so they wanted to see what this variable, tainted by eerie forces and misfortune, could do. They wouldn’t interfere, and even found it entertaining.

Amidst the terrifying collisions, the gray mist Progenitor’s claw bled and trembled, the dense fog forced to retreat.

"Underestimated you, kill!" The black-blooded Progenitor, who had been shattered, reappeared, swinging his heavy and terrifying iron rod down.

"Clang!"

The spear swept across the sky, its tip burning, the radiant spear light covering the land beyond, illuminating countless worlds, dimming the past and present.

Shaohua, upon breaking through, fought two veteran Progenitors without falling behind.

She moved with a domineering and invincible air, charging at two powerful opponents of the same level, fearless and unstoppable!

The battle was extremely brutal, with the two Progenitors’ ominous blood splattering, staining her red dress even darker, and she herself bleeding, her clothes soaked in blood.

At this level, the beings fought with all their might, beyond the imagination of the world. Even an Immortal Emperor caught in the crossfire would be crushed to dust, with no chance of survival.

The so-called principles and rules were useless to Sacrificial Dao beings, who had already burned away all rules and order, sacrificing the supreme Dao, truly reaching the pinnacle of transcendence!

"Spurt!!!"

In the end, the two Progenitors stood motionless, their bodies riddled with holes and cracks from the spear and sword, then disintegrated and shattered.

At that moment, the ancient coffins behind them each opened a corner, and the worlds mourned, as if they couldn’t bear the eerie and ominous substances.

From the two coffins, different special ashes rose, then poured onto the corresponding Progenitors, quickly healing their fatal wounds and enhancing their power terrifyingly.

"I won’t accept this. Is the variable truly so invincible?"

"I haven’t lost yet. Show my strongest form and fight again!"

The two Progenitors, unwilling to lose to a newly ascended Sacrificial Dao being in The Plateau’s ancestral land, felt immense humiliation and frustration.

However, the process of recovery and showing their full strength was extremely eerie. Both were covered in thick, dense fur, as if enduring great pain.

Even though they had fused with the source of misfortune, being overwhelmed by such concentrated power made them show such painful expressions.

"Truly worthless. Even consuming ashes, you still act like you’re dying. Get out of my way, let me handle it!"

Shaohua discarded her spear and sword, pushing the two aside, and delivered a powerful punch to each, one through the chest and one through the head, instantly drying up the blood mist and shattering their malevolent bodies.

"Remarkable, a newcomer who can fight two of us and surpass us. But what are you doing?!"

The other Progenitors, who had been watching from a distance, were still marveling, but when they saw the woman send two of their own back to The Plateau and grab the two ancient coffins, extracting the Primordial Substances, they were stunned.

Well, no more acting. You’re not eerie at all, are you?

"Not enough. Any more?" Shaohua turned, asking them.

These two coffins weren’t the ones containing the true bodies of the Progenitors but mere reflections, carrying some Primordial Substances. The true coffins were still buried deep in The Plateau.

"Join us, and The Plateau will provide you with more Primordial Substances, giving you a chance to reach the ultimate peak, even surpassing the Sacrificial Dao domain. Then we will respect you as our leader!" the remaining Progenitors said solemnly.

"Is there a possibility..." Shaohua asked, a mocking smile on her pale face, her lips stained with her own blood.

She touched her lip, the blood coloring her lips, adding a touch of allure. Her body trembled, and she laughed in a devilishly wild manner.

"What possibility?" a Progenitor asked.

Shaohua suddenly stopped laughing, her face becoming cold and indifferent.

"Is there a possibility that I kill you all, and everything will be mine, whether it’s on The Plateau or... you!"

She looked at the Progenitors, her eyes glowing with a crimson light, her boundless killing intent overwhelming.

Before she finished speaking, the worlds turned blood-red, the sky and earth dyed crimson. Countless universes seemed to bleed, with red mist and blood rain pouring down.

"Stubborn to the end, do you truly believe your fragment of awareness can remain unextinguished, ultimately falling into darkness?"

"Perhaps you’ve realized this and are trying to go all out in your last moments of clarity. So be it!"

"Originally, we wanted to see how long you could remain clear. Now, it seems we must crush it early, making you one of us sooner!"

"Ha ha ha, you had a chance to surpass the Sacrificial Dao, reaching a realm we can only sigh at and never attain, but today, you will be buried!"

The four Progenitors spoke, giving Shaohua high praise.

They couldn’t let her continue unchecked. If the variable couldn’t be used for their benefit, it would remain a threat.

Of course, they wouldn’t kill her but would destroy her fragment of clarity, completely assimilating her.

The Progenitors, with no emotion, said:

"You are indeed strong, but it’s meaningless. You are doomed, and everything is already(End of Chapter)

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