"Fang Ping, it's too early to undo the secret technique," Li Hansong said, scratching his head.
Outside the Heavenly Tomb Secret Realm, the true forms of the emperors arrived. With their individual strength, they could break through the seventh or eighth Heavenly King level, but frankly, they were no different from ants in front of the true forms of the emperors, except that they were a bit bigger.
"How about we merge again?" Fang Ping said, rubbing his temples.
There was nothing he could do. He was at the Eighth Heavenly King level and was still refining the core of the Ninth Heavenly Tree. Although he was confident that he could forcefully advance to the Ninth Heavenly King level with the help of this core, he had not yet succeeded.
Therefore, forcibly controlling so many Heavenly King and Saint-level powers at the Breaking Eight level, especially with Breaking Eight Heavenly Kings of the same realm among them, undoubtedly put Fang Ping under immense pressure.
The previous two fusions had already placed a great burden on him, and he was a little worried that if he did it again, his soul might explode on the spot.
“No rush.” Zhen Tianwang shook his head and said, “The emperors have a time limit for coming down. In fact, normally they can’t come down at all. Their true bodies cannot leave the source. But now, I don’t know what method they used to temporarily break free from the constraints of the source and come to the Three Realms. But it is obvious that the time they can move freely is subject to a very strict restriction. If we delay it, it will pass.”
He was also quite worried that if the fusion continued, it would directly burst Fang Ping's body.
“Let them come down. They have to go back eventually. Do they really think being the emperor of the original lineage is so easy? That Heavenly Emperor has no good intentions.” Cao Ya chuckled, seemingly without any pressure.
The crowd was slightly surprised, but when they thought about Cao Ya Daozu's combat power of over 200 million calories, which was close to that of the Heavenly Emperor, Yang God, and Zhan Tiandi, they suddenly felt that Cao Ya Daozu's current state was quite normal.
Indeed, Cao Ya was fearless because he had ample confidence.
The emperors must always be stationed at the source to maintain the imbalance of world energy, prevent the expansion of the world's loopholes, which could lead to the revelation of the rules, the emergence of seeds, and the forced destruction of the world, annihilating everything.
Therefore, even if they managed to escape using some special secret method, it would only be for a short time. After all, such a method must have been a rare and precious opportunity that was hard-won. If they missed it, they might not have another chance for thousands of years.
The allure of the real seed projection was simply too great, as it concerned whether they could break free from the constraints of the source land. Even knowing Cao Ya's power, they were unwilling to give up and wanted to try and take a gamble.
The Heavenly Emperor, however, has never appeared, and his whereabouts are nowhere to be found.
That old man is really patient...
Cao Ya sneered inwardly. If the Heavenly Emperor were to appear this time, he would really like to take action and test the Heavenly Emperor's strength.
It was merely a projection before, and its power was far inferior to the real body. Even if it were killed, it would be of little significance and would not be able to harm the Heavenly Emperor's core.
"The Heavenly Emperor didn't come, but the Eight Sovereigns and the Emperor have all arrived." Cao Ya watched as several powerful figures, their auras as deep as the sea, like gods and demons, descended upon this place amidst a variety of strange phenomena.
Boom!
The true forms of the emperors descended, traversing the void, and arrived outside the Heavenly Tomb Secret Realm.
Countless black cracks surrounded the secret realm. The power of space tore apart divine artifacts, but could not harm a single hair on these people's heads.
Cao Ya saw the cold-faced Spirit Emperor and the smiling Western Emperor—not projections within the secret realm, but their true forms descending from the sky.
There is also the illusory God Emperor, the Human Emperor with complex eyes, the Beast Emperor with cold glint in his eyes, the ruthless Northern Emperor, the mature and steady Eastern Emperor, the cruel and domineering Southern Emperor, and the aged-faced Fighting Emperor.
Of the original nine emperors, apart from the Earth Emperor who has already passed away, the other eight emperors—the God Emperor, the Eastern Emperor, the Human Emperor, the Western Emperor, the Spirit Emperor, the Southern Emperor, the Northern Emperor, and the Beast Emperor—are all here.
The four supreme emperors, the War Emperor, the Annihilation Emperor, and the Overlord Emperor, have all perished. The only remaining Emperor, the Fighting Emperor, had no choice but to embark on the path of primordial martial arts in order to survive. He entered the thirty-sixth heaven of the Origin Land and became a prisoner no different from the primordial emperors.
Eight emperors and one emperor descended, surrounding the Heavenly Tomb Secret Realm, standing in the void, ignoring the spatial rift.
"Haha, you're too late. The seed projection already belongs to the human race." Fang Ping laughed loudly, holding a long sword. Although he had not yet merged with the heroes of the human race, he still faintly revealed the power of breaking through the ninth level.
The powerful figures were greatly astonished upon seeing this.
After all, they had cultivated diligently for thousands of years, yet they were still stuck at the eighth level and unable to reach the ninth level. But Fang Ping had only been cultivating for a few years, and he was already close to reaching the ninth level!
Compared to this, they feel that they have lived for thousands or tens of thousands of years, which is like being a pig.
Not to mention the Heavenly Kings and Saints within the secret realm, even the true forms of the Eight Emperors and One Sovereign outside, upon sensing Fang Ping's power, seemed to show expressions of surprise on their faces.
"Stop pretending! You're all true emperors, with at least 70 to 80 million battle power. Why would you be surprised by a pseudo-emperor with 40 million battle power? What kind of joke is that?" Fang Ping sneered, not believing the expressions of these emperors at all, and harboring the deepest suspicion from beginning to end.
"Fang Ping, you've only been cultivating for three years, right?" Someone spoke up. Fang Ping glanced at the person and recognized him as an acquaintance—the Human Emperor.
The Human Emperor emerged from the void. Within the void, although the Heavenly Tomb Secret Realm had a thin membrane, with the collection of the seed projection, the protective layer of the Heavenly Tomb Secret Realm was gradually dissipating and was now quite weak. If the Eight Emperors and One Emperor were determined, they could even force their way in.
The Emperor's eyes seemed somewhat complicated. He spoke and then sighed.
He seemed to be saying that the human race should not come to collect the seed projection, as this would arouse the fear of the emperors, who would then surround and kill the human heroes, breaking the backbone of the human race.
"Are you waiting to kill me? Or are you also going to kill Fang Ping, Zhang Tao, and Wang Jinyang?"
Cao Ya didn't bother with the Human Emperor at all. He had only just surpassed 100 million cards. No matter what his schemes were, if he lacked the strength, it would be a waste of effort.
It appears that nine rulers, including eight emperors and one sovereign, have descended, making them numerous, powerful, and capable of destroying the world.
However, none of these nine emperors had more than 200 million cards, so they did not pose a significant threat to Cao Ya.
Moreover, the emperors were figures who were subject to restrictions.
"I never expected that while our projections are all dead, theirs are still here. Chen, Ling, you and Cao Ya, do you have some kind of agreement?" The Northern Emperor suddenly spoke, his eyes flashing as he saw the projections of the Western Emperor and the Spirit Emperor still existing within the Heavenly Tomb Secret Realm. He sneered.
"Yeah, there's an agreement, what's it to you?" the Western Emperor sneered. The Northern Emperor was an extremely ruthless person who even schemed against his own daughter. Even if he was powerful, the Western Emperor looked down on him.
No matter how deep the Western Emperor's mind is, he would never scheme against his son, Tianji. However, the Southern Emperor and he have no close relationship, so he can scheme against him without any psychological burden.
"Hmph." The Spirit Emperor snorted coldly, which seemed to be his answer.
The Northern Emperor's expression remained unchanged, but a cold glint flashed in his eyes.
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