"Kill them all!!!" Fang Ping roared. Now that he had merged with the heroes of the human race, his combat power was nearly 100 million calories. Even if the true form of an emperor appeared, he would dare to fight!

Cao Ya raised his hand, one hand to contain the seed projection, and the other hand to press down on the projection of the emperors.

He didn't care about emperors or celestial beings; he simply unleashed a single attack to crush them.

It's just a projection anyway.

Even in his true form, he dares to strike, shattering heaven and earth and shattering the universe!

"Alas, well, the human race's fate is sealed. We alone cannot turn the tide." Donghuang sighed, standing with his hands behind his back, seemingly no longer willing to resist.

"How did he cultivate to have a combat power of 200 million cards? Another... warrior?" The Beast King frowned.

To be honest, he was annoyed. He was, after all, an emperor, one of the Nine Primordial Emperors, a great figure who once dominated the world, yet he had to back down in front of a junior?!

"Perhaps." Dou Tiandi sighed as well. He had also been involved in the death of Zhan Tiandi. Moreover, as the oldest Supreme Emperor, he followed the extreme path of energy. He had always been regarded as the elder brother by the later Mie Tiandi, Ba Tiandi, and Zhan Tiandi. However, this elder brother of his had taken a different path and was no longer following the extreme path.

However, eight thousand years ago, when the Heavenly Court collapsed, if I hadn't completely embarked on the Path of Origin, I fear I wouldn't exist now... Eight thousand years ago, I would have perished alongside Zhan, Mie, and Ba, falling into the hands of the emperors and the Heavenly Emperor's palm...

Emperor Doutian thought to himself, sighing deeply.

Although the Supreme Heavenly Emperor also follows the primordial martial path, he is not completely thorough in it. Otherwise, he would not be the Nine Primordial Emperors and the Four Supreme Emperors, but rather the Thirteen Primordial Emperors, who roam the universe and laugh at the heavens and earth.

Since the two terms are used differently, there are naturally obvious differences between them.

The Four Emperors of the Ultimate Path each follow their own ultimate path. The Fighting Emperor is the oldest, an ancient being who existed before the Heavenly Emperor created the Origin Martial Path. He is one of the leaders of the initial martial artists, with powerful combat strength of nearly 200 million calories, not inferior to the God Emperor, and surpassing the Eastern Emperor, Earth Emperor, and Human Emperor.

In fact, the Heavenly Emperor, the Divine Emperor, and the Eastern Emperor were originally one entity.

Even so, each of the two emperors and one emperor has a combat power of over 100 million calories, and after combining, it is probably over 200 million calories. However, the God Emperor, the Fighting Emperor, and the Eastern Emperor still dare not directly rebel and confront the Heavenly Emperor.

There's nothing we can do; the Heavenly Emperor is stronger.

The title of the strongest in the history of the Three Realms is not a lie, but the real deal. Even the Yang God and the War Emperor are inferior to the Heavenly Emperor.

With the seed as its backing, who knows what other trump cards the Heavenly Emperor has up his sleeve?

Of course, Linghuang knew the Heavenly Emperor's trump card, and Cao Ya was also aware of it.

"200 million calorie combat power! The fourth person after the Heavenly Emperor, Yang God, and Battle Heavenly Emperor!" Battle Heavenly Emperor exclaimed. If all three of his bodies could reach 200 million calorie combat power, needless to say, he would immediately merge his three bodies and confront the Heavenly Emperor head-on.

Right now, he doesn't think he can defeat the Heavenly Emperor after merging with the Heavenly Emperor.

He was filled with apprehension towards the Heavenly Emperor, taking him extremely seriously and even plotting many schemes, yet he still had no confidence whatsoever in defeating the Heavenly Emperor. It could only be said that he had some trump cards that made the Heavenly Emperor wary.

"The Heavenly Emperor followed the Path of Primordial Martial Arts, creating the Path of Origin. The Yang God followed the Path of Primordial Martial Arts in its entirety. The War Heavenly Emperor followed both the Path of Origin and the Path of Primordial Martial Arts, and also cultivated the Ultimate Path. As for this Ancestor Cao Ya... Ha, he is neither the Path of Origin, nor the Path of Primordial Martial Arts, nor the Ultimate Path! It seems that Ancestor Cao Ya's new path of martial arts has a bright future ahead of it!"

The God Emperor spoke, his eyes deep, as if lamenting why Cao Ya's new martial arts only appeared tens of thousands of years later. Otherwise, the extremely flawed original martial arts would never have been able to dominate the heavens and the earth again.

"What's the point of saying all this? The situation is already like this, there's no use saying anything more. Let's think about how to save our lives." The Western Emperor snorted, glancing at the Southern Emperor and cursing inwardly. This guy is too stupid. After tens of thousands of years of cultivation, he still only has a combat power of 80 million calories.

To fill the gaps he had created, the Western Emperor did not deploy any powerful pieces. Instead, he set his sights on the Southern Emperor, who was also one of the Nine Primordial Emperors.

In order for the Southern Emperor to fill the gap, the two of them must be at the same level in strength. Otherwise, if the Western Emperor is a step above, the Southern Emperor's strength will not be able to completely fill the gap.

Therefore, the Western Emperor's cultivation level improved in complete sync with the Southern Emperor's, a situation he had a firm grasp on.

Unfortunately, although the Southern Emperor achieved the status of a True Emperor, 80 million calories was probably his limit. It was almost impossible for him to improve further. This also meant that the Western Emperor's cultivation level had to stop at 80 million calories, and he could not rashly increase it to climb to the stronger realm of 100 million calories.

In the past, things were alright. Over the past eight thousand years, the situation has changed greatly, but for the emperors, it was all just passing clouds. No one could reach the realm of a true emperor and threaten them. As for the Heavenly King or the Ninth Level Breaker, in the eyes of a true emperor, they were just ordinary characters who could be defeated with a flick of the finger, and were not surprising.

However, this latest era has ushered in one of the greatest upheavals in the history of the Three Realms, with heroes rising up and vying for the imperial path, and pawns of the emperors emerging as well.

At the same time, a new martial arts style emerged, Cao Ya rose to prominence, and Fang Ping and his group also rose to prominence.

Before them stood two powerful human warriors. Cao Ya, the "Dao Ancestor," possessed a combat power exceeding 200 million calories, while Fang Ping, though not as fierce as Cao Ya, still had a power of nearly 100 million calories.

Fang Ping's strength does not pose a threat to the Heavenly Emperor, the Divine Emperor, the Eastern Emperor, the Fighting Heavenly Emperor, or the Human Emperor for the time being.

However, it poses an immense threat to the Western Emperor, Southern Emperor, Beast Emperor, Northern Emperor, and Spirit Emperor.

Because most of them had around 80 million calories, they were actually inferior to Fang Ping at this moment, and their combat power was not as good.

The rise of the new era's powerful figures, soaring to the heavens and earth, looking down upon the past, present, and future, greatly shakes the emperors, leaving them unable to calm their hearts.

The Western Emperor felt that his plan to have the Southern Emperor patch up the hole was perhaps too risky, which led to his own strength appearing somewhat outdated in this era of great strife.

Sigh... Don't think too much, there's not enough time, I can only go all the way down this path...

The Western Emperor took a deep breath.

"Our projections inside are dead, but our true forms are still alive. Cao Ya Daozu, you have offended too many people, including Fang Ping and Zhang Tao, who are arrogant and disrespectful to the emperor. The human race in the mortal realm is doomed!" The Northern Emperor said coldly, his eyes deep.

"Damn it!" Fang Ping cursed, "You old beasts, all you want is for humans to patch up the hole, for humanity to die out, so that the true form of the seed can be brought out, so that you can capture the seed and refine the true form of the seed to seek transcendence!"

"Pah! A bunch of beasts! When I become emperor, they'll all die one by one! Respect? I'll give you my ass!"

Fang Ping cursed angrily, his anger, hatred, and murderous intent boiling over the sky, making everyone who saw him pale with fear.

Within him, a host of human heroes were filled with righteous indignation and boundless resentment.

“A swarm of insects,” Cao Ya said, his face calm, but his heart was filled with an exceptionally chilling killing intent.

Most of these emperors deserved to die!