Chapter 697 The Decline of the Eastern Region
Time flies.
Two hundred years have passed in a flash.
In the abyss, many figures continued to cultivate quietly, and every now and then someone would take off from the Great Emperor's dojo and head towards the Tower of All Heavens.
At the top of the tower, two figures, shrouded in mist, stood silently, their eyes, imbued with imperial might, gazing down at the abyss before them. Two hundred years had passed in the blink of an eye.
But compared to the tranquil abyss, the Eastern Regions outside have undergone earth-shattering changes in the past two hundred years.
The battlefield in the Eastern Region has been revealed to all forces, including those in the Northern Region, Southern Region, and Western Region. Many powerful clans and top forces are watching this battle closely. Many major forces have sent troops to reinforce the area, but since it is not their own territory, the strength of their reinforcements is limited. Not every force can send its patriarch to the area personally, like the Su family of the Northern Region.
In the Eastern Region battlefield, the ultimate decision-makers are at least quasi-emperors.
"It seems that this catastrophe is unavoidable..."
The Immortal Emperor's eyes were filled with vicissitudes and sighs. His avatar was outside the Eastern Region, observing the situation there and witnessing many changes.
Now, the last line of defense in the Eastern Region has also been breached by the demonic tide.
The Dragon Ancestor, the Primordial Clan, and the Dao Source Immortal Emperor and Su Jiuzhe Immortal Emperor who went to reinforce them were all fighting against the Ancient Demon Emperor in the foreign realm and were nowhere to be seen. The outcome was uncertain, and they were obviously entangled and unable to break free.
On the battlefield, those quasi-emperors fought fiercely, but ultimately could not defeat the ancient demons. Their defenses were breached, and now the flames of war have spread to all parts of the Eastern Region.
Despite the reinforcements from many powerful clans, two imperial emperors from the rear of the demonic tide have yet to intervene. Clearly, even if they were to arrive, it would be difficult to reverse the tide.
After all, apart from the five ancient demon races, other ancient demon races in the Eastern Region were also observing this battle.
When the Eastern Region's defense line is breached, it means that the flames of war will spread throughout the entire Eastern Region and sweep across the entire True Realm.
"These were all anticipated, but compared to 100,000 years ago, we are much better prepared this time!"
Empress Star said slowly, "Moreover, now that 100,000 years have passed, although there are still grudges between the various races, it is no longer the situation of fighting each other 100,000 years ago. The casualties of that war were too deep and too painful. All the races have realized that compared with the hatred of the past, the most terrible thing is that the entire True Realm has become food for the ancient demons!"
Ten thousand years ago, the ancient demonic calamity descended, and most of the major clans fought their own battles.
After all, before the arrival of the ancient demons, the True Realm was extremely prosperous, and various races had many conflicts and clashes, with a lot of hatred intertwined. Faced with the invasion of the ancient demons, some major races even applauded, only realizing how terrifying the ancient demons were when the flames of war swept into their own homes.
Especially after the ancient demons invaded all the regions, many great clans realized the ancient demons' intentions. However, their hasty counterattack was like throwing an egg against a rock for the united ancient demons. In the end, some emperors sacrificed themselves to fight for survival, giving other great clans a chance to unite and regroup, and finally repelled the ancient demons.
Now, 100,000 years later, although many major clans still have friction and grudges, they have long since formed treaties and a consensus to unite against the ancient demons.
"The fall of the Eastern Regions was already inevitable."
The Immortal Emperor sighed.
Even if reinforcements continue, the Eastern Region will become a battlefield and be consumed by war.
"The Dragon Ancestor must have foreseen this. His choice to fight bravely was to buy time for all the races, and also to buy time for these little guys, using the entire Eastern Region to delay this battle."
"The Star Empress said."
As fellow emperors, they were all able to discern the intentions behind the actions of other emperors.
They see deeper and further; although they don't pry into the false destiny, they can deduce many things and make them established facts.
"Your Star Tower, are you planning to make its debut this time too?"
The Immortal Emperor asked.
Empress Star nodded slightly, "We have already cooperated with the Heavenly Pivot Pavilion to build large arrays in various domains. Once these little guys have elected a True King, the army of all races will still need to rely on those arrays to teleport to various domains. Otherwise, crossing domains will only require the Emperor to escort them, which would waste the Emperor's time."
"They're already setting up the True Realm defense line. This time, those guys from the Primordial True Realm should be coming too."
"The Immortal Emperor whispered."
“Those guys are really impatient, asking about the situation of their own successors.”
Empress Star's eyes were slightly closed, and the star mark on her forehead emitted a crystalline glow, giving her a mysterious aura.
"That's normal, after all, it concerns the dominant position in the next era."
"The Immortal Emperor said."
"The glory of the imperial family will continue, but it's hard to say about the other major families. That little guy... it's been two hundred years, and he's still trying? Well, it's the last step after all. Whether he can succeed depends on this step. I hope he has the potential to become emperor."
Empress Star's gaze swept across the area, finally settling on the Tower of Heavens below.
On the 60th floor of the Tower of All Heavens.
Li Hao's figure repeatedly entered and exited the Tower of All Heavens.
From the initial three incense sticks, to five incense sticks, to three hours, to nine hours... the time spent inside the Tower of All Heavens became longer and longer.
To this day, they enter and exit the Tower of All Gods approximately every seven days.
"It's too short. This path is wrong. Do we have to overturn everything and start all over again?"
Inside the tower, Li Hao held his head, looking utterly exhausted.
The seventh boundary heart is too difficult to be ranked alongside.
The six boundary cores he had previously maintained completely collapsed with the appearance of the seventh boundary core. He tried more than a dozen methods, of which at least ten failed. As for the remaining five, he only realized they were wrong after each attempt reached a certain point, and had to start over.
Now, the path he has been trying to comprehend has taken him thirty years to build up, but the result is disappointing.
The speed at which the boundaries merge has slowed down, but it has only slowed down, not stopped, much less remained in a perpetual parallel.
“Kite, layered, stable seven-pointed star... none of them will do.”
Li Hao deeply understood what it felt like to "rack one's brains." He exhausted all his thoughts but still couldn't find the right answer. He had the thought of giving up hundreds of times. Even if he failed, he could still become a royal domain, so it wouldn't be a loss.
But... he was not willing to give up.
He knew that if he admitted defeat, when this calamity came, could he really protect Elder Feng and the others in the Wangquan Realm alone?
That abandonment was not only a pursuit of the imperial path, but also a sacrifice of Elder Feng and the others.
"It's been two hundred years, I must finish this before the war begins..."
Li Hao frowned deeply. After all, he was comprehending the Emperor's Path, and a single enlightenment could take a thousand years. He was more worried that when the calamity came, he would still be trapped on this path and unable to break free, and would be chained to the Tower of All Heavens.
"Coexistence...coexistence..."
Li Hao continued to ponder.
...
Eastern Regions.
War raged across the land, and the main force of the demonic tide crossed the third line of defense, heading towards the strongholds of various clans in the Eastern Region.
Among them, some weaker races have been wiped out by the ancient demons, leaving countless lives lost. If their people had not been scattered, they would probably have been exterminated.
"The Ancestral Dragon Court is just ahead..."
The demonic tide swept through the heart of the Eastern Region, the most magnificent and luxurious place in the region. A towering dragon court stood there, resplendent in gold, its noble aura dyeing the entire area a dazzling gold.
Enormous ancestral dragon sculptures stand outside the Ancestral Dragon Court. These sculptures are actually array bases, interconnected, forming an Emperor-level array.
"It seems that this is the last line of defense in the Eastern Region."
Behind the demonic tide, the Yama Emperor gazed at the Ancestral Dragon Court before him and quickly discerned that the Ancestral Dragon sculptures, resembling mountain ranges, were extraordinary. They contained powerful fortune and divine soul strength, like nails rooted in the earth, condensing the power of the immortal veins within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles, and binding together and weaving the myriad laws of the surrounding world into a terrifying array.
This great formation alone is comparable to an Emperor, and it is difficult for anyone other than an Emperor to break through it.
Even if he were to take action, it would take a considerable amount of time.
But in the end, they arrived in the heart of the Eastern Region.
By taking control of the Ancestral Dragon Court, the Eastern Region will be completely under their control. If this battle is won, the other races that were watching will join forces as agreed, and the old tide will once again sweep across the entire True Realm. This time, they are better prepared, and what they have shown so far is far from their true power.
"I will break the formation."
The Poisonous Corrosion Clan Emperor said calmly.
It exuded a terrifying imperial aura as it headed towards the Ancestral Dragon Court.
Facing the mountain-like sculptures outside the Ancestral Dragon Court and the countless tense Immortal Kings inside, this Emperor's expression was extremely calm, giving the impression of a lone warrior facing an army of thousands. However, his aura was more like that of a single person surrounding an army of thousands.
...
The Western Regions, the Holy Clan.
In the Western Regions, countless celestial dynasties stand side by side. Compared to the Southern Region, which is led by the Heavenly Palace Supreme, the Eastern Region, which is centered on the Ancestral Dragon Court, and the Northern Region, which is ruled by the great clans on the Emperor Star, the Western Regions are filled with numerous celestial dynasties, where dragons and snakes live together. This region is constantly in war, with celestial dynasties fighting each other, which has also created the fierce clan culture of the Western Regions.
Among the four regions, the immortals and gods of the Western Regions are the most fierce and warlike.
The Holy Clan ranks fourth among all races, after the Heavenly Emperor Clan, the Dao Clan, and the Primordial Clan. They are a top-tier clan in the Western Regions, but even so, they cannot win over the masses and completely unify the Western Regions.
"The Eastern Region is doomed. This time, the main battlefield will be in the Eastern Region. How is the True King, which our various races have been preparing for together, progressing? Will our Holy Son be able to take the position of the First True King Commander?"
Among the Holy Clan, an elder asked slowly.
He exudes the aura of a quasi-emperor and is a supreme elder in the Holy Clan.
"Two hundred years ago, there was a preliminary selection competition. The Holy Son is currently ranked seventh. The one ranked first is Emperor Mingyuan of the Heavenly Emperor Clan. That old guy has cultivated for many years and could have broken through to the Quasi-Emperor realm long ago, but he has not yet taken that step. It is said that he wants to leap directly from Immortal King to Emperor, skipping the Quasi-Emperor realm."
Another old man sneered and said, "In my opinion, the imperial family probably knew something beforehand and planned ahead, deliberately making him suppress his cultivation level just for this."
"That's not the case."
Another graceful and elegant noblewoman said calmly, "After all, this is a major event that affects all races in the True Realm. If they had foreseen the Ancient Demon Calamity, they would have released the news long ago. Even if their Heavenly Emperor Clan has many Immortal Emperors, it is impossible for them to be the only ones who have foreseen it in our entire True Realm."
"Forget about becoming the first commander. I heard that there is also a reincarnation of an emperor in this Abyss election. As long as the opponent recovers to the peak of the Immortal King realm, he will be invincible among those of the same realm. It should not be difficult for him."
A young man standing nearby spoke up. He had an extremely youthful face, but his eyes were very mature. He was also a quasi-emperor elder of the Holy Clan.
"In that case, the imperial family can forget about becoming emperor."
The noblewoman chuckled, saying that the Imperial Clan had always held a grudge against them and had experienced some friction over the years. If the Imperial Clan were to become the First Commander, it would inevitably be detrimental to the Holy Clan.
"Make sure that the Holy Son does his best, no matter what, to at least retain the title of True King."
The dignified-looking old man above spoke in a deep voice.
...
In the Western Regions, there lived the Zhan Tian Clan.
The Zhan Tian Clan resides in the Zhan Tian Realm of the Western Regions, a hidden paradise.
"Wu Dao is currently ranked sixth? That's really impressive. This kid actually secretly cultivated to this level."
Within the clan, Zhan Qinghuang, dressed in a crimson dress, couldn't help but show her joy upon hearing the clan's news.
Currently, the successor within the Zhan Tian clan is Zhan Wudao, who is also her younger brother.
As a quasi-emperor, she naturally could not participate in the competition in the abyss. In the great war, she would also have to fight against the quasi-emperors of the ancient demon race. Their Zhantian race ranked tenth among the myriad races, which was exactly the last of the ten races.
But his younger brother, Zhan Wudao, actually made it to sixth place, which means he has at least surpassed the inheritors of the previous four families.
"Wu Dao is indeed commendable."
An elder stroked his beard and smiled.
"Qinghuang, when your master went to the Eastern Region to fight, was it his true form? That ancient demon clan was able to hold off Daoyuan Immortal Emperor for so long, that's quite something."
Another elder asked curiously.
A hint of worry appeared in Zhan Qinghuang's eyes, but she quickly concealed it. She said irritably, "Don't ask me about Master. Although I am a member of the Zhan Tian clan, I am also Master's disciple. I won't talk about the Immortal Emperor without his permission, but Master said he would go in person. Do you think Master can fight against three Ancient Demon Emperors with just an avatar?"
"That's true."
The elder nodded slightly. Although Dao Yuan Immortal Emperor was extremely famous and a terrifying figure among Immortal Emperors, it was too exaggerated for him to be able to fight against three Ancient Demon Emperors and battle for hundreds of years with just an avatar.
"I heard that your master's youngest disciple has the potential to become an emperor. Are those rumors true?"
The elder from the clan asked curiously.
Zhan Qinghuang was taken aback, then laughed and nodded, saying, "My junior brother is even more true than the rumors suggest. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it myself."
"I heard he's also cultivating in the abyss. How about letting Wudao choose him as his deputy in this True King election? Is he capable of taking on the role?"
An elder's eyes darted around, and he began to consider something.
Zhan Qinghuang immediately understood the other party's thoughts, but she did not blame him. After all, it was for the sake of the family. It would only benefit the family if the Zhan Tian Clan could get closer to Li Hao and Li Hao became an Emperor in the future.
"What we can think of, my second senior brother can also think of. I guess the imperial clan will invite him as well."
Zhan Qinghuang said.
"Even the imperial family?"
The clan elder was somewhat surprised, clearly not expecting the young man to be so popular.
...
Amidst the attention of all races in the True Realm, the Ancestral Dragon Court of the Eastern Region was ultimately occupied by the Ancient Demons.
The once-mighty Ancestral Dragon Emperor Formation was ultimately destroyed. Each of the Ancestral Dragon sculptures, carrying the divine souls of the Ancestral Dragon Clan's ancestors, shattered into dust as the formation broke, shrouding the entire Ancestral Dragon Court in a layer of mournful frost, announcing the end of the Eastern Region's reign.
The flames of war spread to the entire Eastern Region.
Meanwhile, in the void outside the Eastern Region, seven or eight quasi-emperors were speeding along at breakneck speed.
"Quickly, you guys go first, I'll cover the rear."
Behind them, a dozen or so quasi-emperor auras of the ancient demon race were relentlessly pursuing them.
A quasi-emperor ancestral dragon roared, his body igniting with divine soul power like a golden sun. He opened his mouth and spat out the Eastern Region Fire Seed sealed within the realm, saying, "Take them with you, let's go!"
As he spoke, he prepared to turn around and die to cover their retreat.
When the Eastern Region was defeated, they had already acted according to their original plan. Once defeated, they would send away the flames of the Eastern Region. As long as these flames were not extinguished, the Eastern Region could rise again and become glorious once more when it was reclaimed in the future.
The sealed embers, like tiny bubbles, were shrouded in a thin barrier, yet within them were countless tearful gazes.
"Old man..."
An aged ancestral dragon looked sorrowful, but still quickly absorbed the sealed fire seed into its own domain. Without hesitation, it said in a low voice, "Kill all those scum!"
"Don't worry, even if I die, I'll take one of them down with me!"
The Quasi-Emperor Ancestral Dragon roared and then urged, "You all hurry up and leave."
Although the others were grieving, they did not offer much advice. If the pursuers failed to stop them and continued their chase, some of them would also step forward.
Just as they were preparing to continue their escape, suddenly, a vortex rippled in the void, accompanied by a vast imperial might and a calm voice:
"The Eastern Region has fallen, and calamity has arrived. You should seek refuge in the Primordial Realm for now."
Upon hearing this calm yet authoritative voice, all eight people were taken aback, then revealed surprise and delight.
"It's the Chaos Immortal Emperor!"
"My Lord Immortal Emperor, please save my Eastern Region!"
They were all excited and spoke earnestly to the whirlpool.
"A catastrophe has befallen us, and the consequences are far-reaching. It is not something I can resolve alone. Come in, all of you."
The voice of the Chaos Immortal Emperor rang out.
The eight people's expressions changed, somewhat complicated, but they also knew that this calamity was only the prelude in the Eastern Region. The myriad races of the True Realm had already sent countless reinforcements. It was unrealistic to expect all the Immortal Emperors to come to the rescue, and if it did happen, it would also involve other ancient demon races.
Most importantly, even if all the races and the Great Emperor came to reinforce, the Eastern Region would collapse, unable to withstand the flames of war, and turn into ruins.
Therefore, the decline of the Eastern Region was inevitable. The Dragon Ancestor had obviously foreseen this long ago. Fortunately, they still had the Fire Seeds in their hands. These Fire Seeds from the Eastern Region that they brought out were the top geniuses of each race or the precious bloodline seedlings within their races. If they could destroy the ancient demons one day, there would still be hope for the Eastern Region to be rebuilt.
"Don't even think about escaping!"
In the distance, more than a dozen quasi-emperor auras rapidly approached.
The eight people's expressions changed instantly, and they quickly rushed into the whirlpool.
"snort!"
With a cold snort, ripples seemed to spread across the void. These ripples grew larger and larger, causing the entire spacetime to tremble and surge outwards.
The dozen or so quasi-emperor auras that rushed over all stopped in shock and tried their best to defend themselves, but they were still forced to retreat in unison.
Although a Quasi-Emperor can easily suppress an Immortal King, a Quasi-Emperor is still a Quasi-Emperor, and there is a world of difference between him and an Emperor.
(End of this chapter)
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