Chapter 1 Opportunity Arrives

Rumble!

All parts of Huangji trembled, the firmament and earth shook, boundless hurricanes stirred the four seas, and smoke and dust rose above the continents.

Numerous living beings, regardless of their cultivation strength or location, all shivered, trembled in fear, and countless numbers knelt on the ground.

Even the newly emerged talents who had achieved Guiyi were stunned as they gazed at the starry sky.

In the starry sky, the Fengchi Liujin Tang (Phoenix Wing Gilded Halberd) spanned hundreds of thousands of miles, its power boundless.

But a fair palm descended, suppressing it until it bent like a bow!

Apart from the so-called 'immortal artifacts' that were unconfirmed legends, supreme treasures were already the most powerful spiritual treasures in the universe.

After a complete revival, they could even unleash power that moved ancient emperors, enough to tear the starry sky, shake Huangji, and evaporate galaxies!

Even if later generations could only activate a fraction of their power, they still forged immortal inheritances, sacred lands, and suppressed the heavens and earth for countless millennia.

But now, a supreme treasure in the early stages of revival was being suppressed by the palm of someone who had not yet attained Dao, under the gaze of all!

Moreover, the one who urged this supreme treasure was Feng Jinhuang, the unparalleled talent of the Phoenix Clan!

This was destined to be an eternal scene, imprinted in the minds of all who witnessed it, unforgettable for a lifetime.

"This, this..."

Even the arrogant Feng Xinglie was moved at this moment, his mood agitated and difficult to calm.

Having cultivated to his realm, he no longer feared supreme treasures as much as before. A supreme treasure that could not be fully revived could not truly threaten him.

But not being threatened and being suppressed were two completely different concepts!

If onlookers were like this, then Feng Jinhuang, who bore the brunt of it, was even more unbelievable. He never dreamed that the Fengchi Liujin Tang (Phoenix Wing Gilded Halberd), which he urged with all his strength, would be forced to such a state.

"唳~~~"

But in the next instant, Feng Jinhuang appeared, transformed into the true form of a phoenix, spread his gorgeous feathers, and let out a world-shaking cry:

"Dragon swims the starry sea, phoenix dances in the nine heavens!"

After endless shock came the fury caused by terror.

Feng Jinhuang didn't even have time to weigh the pros and cons. As the Fengchi Liujin Tang (Phoenix Wing Gilded Halberd) bent and groaned, he completely ignited the cave heavens within his body, and the spiritual energy he had cultivated for thousands of years poured out like a flood released from a gate.

It poured back into the Fengchi Liujin Tang (Phoenix Wing Gilded Halberd), wanting to trigger the ultimate revival of this treasure!

Rumble!

But in the next instant, his expression changed drastically.

With the rise of another storm sweeping the starry sea, another palm arrived suddenly, completely ignoring the distance of space.

Arriving with a thought!

At the moment when Feng Jinhuang's divine power was boiling and his aura was rising to its peak, from behind to front, as if an old man was beating his son, it lightly slapped the back of his head.

Bang!

At the moment when the palm print touched the back of his head, the crisis in Feng Jinhuang's heart had risen to the extreme, but this palm came too fast, too fierce!

Even if the Phoenix Clan had extreme speed, even if the Phoenix Clan had countless great divine powers, they were all meaningless.

He only had time to let out a long cry that shocked the clouds before following in Long Aotian's footsteps and being directly blasted in the starry sea.

Feathers fell into the starry sky along with blood, corroding large areas of space. Occasional fragments of stars floated over and vaporized instantly when watered with blood.

"Feng Jinhuang!"

On that side, Long Aotian, who had been swept away by the Fengchi Liujin Tang (Phoenix Wing Gilded Halberd), had just transformed his figure from spiritual energy. Seeing this scene, his eyes were about to split open.

But the distance between the two was too far. Even if he was unharmed, he would not have been able to stop it, let alone with his dragon body shattered now?

It seemed he could only watch helplessly...

Boom!

The giant palm pressed down, wanting to crush Feng Jinhuang's will.

"This is the method of that demon! Could it be..."

Yuan Duxiu felt a chill in his heart, and an extremely terrifying thought flashed through his mind: "Impossible!"

His heart trembled. At the same time as the giant palm pressed down, he took a step forward and roared, wanting to take action.

But he saw a dazzling sword light stretching 30,000 miles of purple energy, whistling down.

Tearing the starry sea, the sword light was shocking.

Feng Xinglie took action.

His blood energy surged, his thunder saber waved, his aura reached its peak, and he slashed at the wrist of the towering giant palm before it could fall:

"Kill!!!"

With a single slash, Feng Xinglie's will almost burned:

"Whether you are Yuan Yang or a demon, since you are under this body, then continue the unfinished battle from eight hundred years ago!"

Feng Xinglie took action resolutely, his sword light astonishing, not fearing the shocking combat power that had just been displayed.

In fact, since he had emerged from seclusion, there was no way he would retreat like this!

Bang!

Almost at the same time, Yuan Duxiu stepped into the air and punched out, his divine light bursting like a pillar, arriving first despite starting later, and almost attacking at the same time as the thunder saber!

The difference was that the thunder saber slashed at the wrist, wanting to save Feng Jinhuang, while Yuan Duxiu's ultimate punch directly hit the starry sea, shrouded in divine light.

There seemed to be a somewhat absent-minded figure.

"This person is definitely not King Yuan Yang. Is he that demon?!"

At this time, Long Aotian also let out a long roar.

His powerful will danced in the air, sweeping up rolling spiritual energy and his own dragon body, which had been shattered into blood all over the sky, and reappeared.

Whoosh~

The reappeared dragon body danced in the starry sky, making a world-shaking sound. There was immense dread in Long Aotian's heart, but he did not retreat but advanced.

He resolutely and decisively activated the 'Huangji Dragon God Armor', wanting to urge its ultimate revival!

Roar~~~

The four seas surged, and endless seawater rose into the sky, like the roar of ten thousand dragons echoing across the Huangji Continent.

Then, the armor, which condensed the Dragon Clan's luck, came alive as if it had life.

It tore through the void and entered Long Aotian's reorganized body, adding a powerful force that fearlessly killed the figure standing in the air, like a god or saint.

Only Di Mituo stood on the edge of the starry sea, his hands clasped together, chanting scriptures, not taking action, but also rising in momentum, his Buddhist light like a waterfall, locking onto that figure.

"Is it really not King Yuan Yang..."

......

Rumble!

A shocking battle broke out in the starry sea!

Waves of terror spread out, and even across the endless starry sea, Huangji was shaking and soul-stirring.

"Are they going to sink Huangji?"

Even under the cover of the emperor's formation, some cultivators were terrified and trembled. This fluctuation was too terrifying.

"It's not Teacher..."

On the top of the desolate mountain, Sun En sat cross-legged, drawing a circle with his fingers, outlining a mirror of void space, in which the shocking battle in the starry sea was displayed.

Through this divine power 'Yuanguang Shu' (Round Light Art) passed down by his teacher, he clearly saw this battle.

In the boiling divine light, his own 'Teacher' flicked his fingers like a knife, flicking away the overbearing thunder saber that slashed at his wrist, rebounding his five fingers, splitting the void, and slashing directly at Feng Xinglie.

The other hand evolved into countless chains of laws, as if pinching the starry sky, and at the same time, whipping towards Yuan Duxiu, Feng Jinhuang, and Long Aotian, these three giants!

Four Kings, two revived supreme treasures, acting at the same time, but their momentum was completely crushed!

"Heavens..."

Qi Cang, who was watching this scene, was also frightened, and his teeth felt sore.

In the blink of an eye, eight hundred years had passed. Feng Xinglie and Yuan Duxiu might not be able to reach the end of the road to becoming a King, but they had the experience of their predecessors and the most suitable King spirit treasures.

Even though they were far from reaching the peak in his memory, they could be considered experts in the Tongtian realm.

But at this time, the four of them joined forces, and they also held two supreme treasures, but they were still at a disadvantage. This scene almost made him think that he had seen Emperor Yuan Yang.

"Space without distance, a thought moves, Yuan Qi (Primordial Qi) and Ling Ji (Spiritual Energy) follow, this method seems to be that demon's..."

Sun En muttered to himself, and suddenly recalled what his teacher said when he left, "Don't look for me." His heart was agitated and he could not calm down for a while.

Eight hundred years ago, he watched that battle in the thunder tribulation at the closest distance. Even now, he could not understand whether that 'Demon' was the real 'Heaven' or not.

But this did not prevent him from recording everything that the 'Demon' displayed.

But at this time, did the Teacher learn the method of the Demon, or did the Demon seize the Teacher's body?

His heart was agitated and difficult to calm, but he forcibly suppressed his desire to ascend to the sky. Although he could cross that threshold at any time, he had not yet crossed it.

At this time, he had no strength to ascend to the starry sky.

Boom!

The earth-shattering collision was transmitted through the mirror of void space. The terrifying aura that burst out from it made Yang Shen, Xue Shen (Blood God) and others twitch their brows wildly.

"That Dragon God Armor has signs of ultimate revival... Not only did King Yuan Yang not die, but he even went a step further?"

The few people were both surprised and angry, and their hearts were filled with disbelief.

Could this work?

"No!"

With fiery red hair, Yu Du suddenly stood up from his seated position, his eyes flickering: "That body may be King Yuan Yang, but the will that dominates this body is not him!"

"Not him? Could it be that demon?"

Too far away, a mirror of void space could hardly show the whole picture of the battlefield. Yang Shen and others were somewhat doubtful.

But calming down, even if they only glanced at it, they could see that Yuan Yang Daoist was a little strange.

"Maybe it is, maybe it isn't, but this..."

Yu Du's eyes flickered, and he seemed to have some thoughts, but he could not make up his mind.

"The opportunity has come..."

The Master of Eternal Life sitting in the bronze coffin suddenly withdrew his gaze, and his calm and low tone had a lot of fluctuations:

"Yu Du, it's time to see what you can do..."

Eight hundred years was enough for Yu Du to completely digest the branches of the Eternal Life Spirit Root to make up for his previous shortcut to advance to Tongtian.

"... Okay."

Yu Du glanced at the Master of Eternal Life, his expression a little subtle.

Having lived for ten thousand years, and even longer when he faked his death, he had seen countless cultivators, but he had never seen a Sect Master of Eternal Life who was so 'cautious'.

Even the Sect Masters of the many small sects on the Huangji Continent had more courage than him, right?

But he...

Another name for being cautious is cowardice!

But he was blessed by his Eternal Life Spirit Root, so he couldn't say much. He took a deep look at him and had already taken a step out, passing through the suddenly enlarged mirror of void space.

Yang Shen, Xue Shen (Blood God) and others looked at each other and saw the palpitations and eagerness in each other's eyes.

"If you want to go, perhaps this is the time. If Yu Du takes action, you can take out your spirit treasures to help him!"

The Master of Eternal Life saw through the thoughts of the few people, but instead of preventing them as he had done in the past, he directly agreed.

"Agreed?"

Yang Shen and the others were stunned, but they still followed Yu Du into the gate of void space and disappeared into this starry sky.

Whoosh~

Everyone dispersed and disappeared, and the void space here returned to calm.

The Master of Eternal Life sat halfway in the bronze coffin, and under the shrouded divine light, his aura was sealed to the lowest point, without leaking at all.

Only a pair of eyes stared closely at the picture transmitted from the mirror of void space.

His expression was complicated, and he whispered to himself:

"Are you really having problems..."