Chapter 653: Continuing the challenge, aiming to sweep across the battlefield of all races, the eter
Within the illusion of the battlefield of myriad races, the aftershocks had not yet completely subsided, and the shattered space, like a hideous scar, slowly crawled and healed.
The land was scarred and ravaged, with bottomless ravines crisscrossing the area, and a deathly silence shrouded the remaining regions.
Those young prodigies who had neither died nor been forced out of the illusion huddled in the shadows of the ruins in the far distance.
Their faces were deathly pale, their auras were weak, and they all bore injuries, more or less, from the aftershocks of the clash between the Great Emperors.
Their eyes, without exception, were filled with unparalleled horror.
He stared intently at the very center of the battlefield, at that still upright figure in white.
Slashed...slashed?
A battle mark at the Great Emperor level... was really severed?!
The Supreme Being Slays the Great Emperor?
This is simply mythical! It's a legend!
This is a heaven-defying act that overturns the ironclad rules of cultivation that have existed for millennia!
Previously, the third elder of the White Bone Emperor Clan was suppressed by the academy's rules and unable to unleash his full strength, which is why he was killed.
It can still be explained!
But what about the battle imprints of the battlefield of all races?
Although it was only a fragmented mark, not the truly complete and flawless emperor of the time.
However, the Emperor's Laws and power level it possesses are truly Emperor-level!
That is an absolute difference in the level of life, an insurmountable chasm between immortals and mortals!
How could it possibly be surpassed!
A descendant of an immortal family knelt amidst ruins, a dim immortal cauldron hovering above his head, his immortal robe tattered, and golden blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
Looking in Ye Tian's direction, his eyes were filled with an extremely complicated expression.
There was shock, fear, and disbelief, but it all turned into a profound sense of powerlessness.
He has always been arrogant about his lineage in the Immortal Realm and regarded the prodigies of the world as nothing.
But reality has crushed all their pride.
Prince Yama was in an even worse state; his massive demonic body could no longer be maintained, and he reverted to human form.
His face was ashen, and his demonic eyes were filled with lingering fear.
The terrifying scene of the chaotic giant sword slashing down was deeply imprinted on his soul like a nightmare, making him unable to muster the slightest thought of fighting against it.
"Damn it! Is Ye Tian really that powerful?!"
"Can a Great Emperor at the pinnacle of the Humanity realm be killed so easily?"
"No, the operation to awaken the mysterious leader and the King of Calamities must be accelerated!"
"If we allow him to continue growing, the consequences will be unimaginable once he enters the realm of the gods!"
The other prodigies were even more shaken, with many having unfocused eyes, clearly having suffered a devastating impact, and their Dao foundations may have even developed cracks.
Meanwhile, outside the illusion, above the Heavenly Ladder Plaza.
A vast sky screen, formed from boundless celestial light, was clearly projecting everything that was happening within the illusion!
This is the rule of the Heavenly Ladder. It manifests itself after sensing intense energy fluctuations, allowing people outside to witness this unprecedented spectacle.
In the square, all the prodigies who failed to enter or had already left the illusionary realm.
And all the elders and instructors of the War God Academy on the high platform.
At this moment, they were all as if frozen in place, their heads tilted back, mouths agape, staring at the final scene of the Great Emperor's mark in the sky shattering and turning into specks of light, collectively falling silent.
The silence lasted for a good ten breaths.
Immediately, a deafening uproar and gasps erupted.
It almost turned the entire square upside down!
"They...the Emperor was slaughtered?!"
A young prodigy's voice was shrill and distorted, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
"Supreme Slayer of an Emperor? And it's a genuine Emperor's mark, not suppressed at all! Am I dreaming?! Can someone tell me this isn't real?!"
"The Chaos Giant Sword, what kind of divine power is that?! It fuses five supreme sword techniques! Never heard of before, never seen before!"
"Defying the heavens! This is truly defying the heavens and slaying immortals! An unprecedented feat!"
The top geniuses native to the North Sea of the Heavens, such as Little Peng King and the descendants of the Sea God.
His face was extremely ugly at this moment, and he was so jealous that he was almost going crazy.
His eyes were bloodshot, his fists were clenched so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms!
"Why? How can they possess such combat power?!"
"Even an emperor can be killed with a wave of the hand!"
"Could it be that only a god in the realm of the divine can stop him?"
A dark golden roc roared, its golden wings trembling in disbelief.
The stronger Ye Tian appeared, the more it highlighted their arrogance, making them seem like clowns.
"A chaotic body? Could it be the legendary physique? Otherwise, it's inexplicable!"
Some of the most talented people gritted their teeth, their hearts burning with bitterness and jealousy.
Unlike the jealous madness of the native geniuses of the Northern Sea, the young supreme beings who broke through from the Eternal Immortal Realm, after the initial shock, were more filled with admiration and praise.
"What a magnificent Chaos Sword Technique! What a perfect Sword of Unity! Ye Tian's understanding of the sword has almost reached the level of the 'Tao'!"
"It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him a master of swordsmanship!"
A disciple from the Immortal Realm Sword Dao Holy Land stared intently at Ye Tian's figure retracting his five swords in the sky.
"The fusion of five ultimate sword intents, such control is simply inconceivable; his spiritual power is beyond description!"
Another prodigy from the Immortal Realm muttered to himself.
"Supreme Emperor Slayer... Even if it's just a fragment of an Emperor's mark, it's enough to make him famous throughout history!"
"As expected of the undefeated legend of my Immortal Realm, hailed as an eternal taboo, it truly lives up to its reputation!"
The young supreme beings from the Immortal Realm exchanged words, their tones filled with amazement and utter shock.
On the high platform, the elders were already too excited to contain themselves.
"Did you see that? Chaos returns to oneness! That's the prototype of the legendary supreme realm of Chaos Sword Dao!"
An elder swordsman grabbed the arm of his colleague beside him, his face flushed with excitement, and shook him frantically.
"If a child can sever an Emperor-level mark at the Supreme Realm, what will happen once he becomes an Emperor?! He might even be able to defy the immortals!"
Another elder's voice trembled, and a terrifying glint flashed in his eyes.
"Quickly! Immediately use the highest level of water mirror technique to imprint this scene and send it to the deepest secret vault within the academy! This is the hope for the future rise of our academy!"
The vice dean was so excited that his beard trembled, and he gave orders repeatedly, looking at Ye Tian as if he were looking at a priceless treasure.
However, just as everyone inside and outside the court was in shock and chaos because of Ye Tian's killing of the emperor.
Within the illusionary realm of the Battlefield of Myriad Races, the grand and indifferent voice of the Great Dao resounded once more.
This time, however, the sound only echoed in the area where Ye Tian was located, but the contents were clearly reflected in the sky outside.
"Trial participant Ye Tian has accumulated several hundred points, far exceeding the passing standard."
"Do you choose to immediately exit the illusion of the battlefield of ten thousand races and complete the eightieth trial?"
The question from the voice of the Great Dao silenced the commotion inside and outside, and all eyes were once again focused on Ye Tian.
Completed? He would stop here, thus achieving a perfect victory, making history, and gaining unparalleled glory and rewards.
What will he choose?
Under the gaze of tens of thousands of eyes, Ye Tian slowly raised his eyes and surveyed the ancient battlefield, which was dilapidated and still exuded a strong aura of malevolence.
His gaze seemed to pierce through the void, revealing hidden deeper within the battlefield, where even more formidable and terrifying battle imprints remained undisturbed.
His face remained calm and composed.
He then spoke, his voice calm yet like a thunderclap from the heavens, resounding deep within the souls of every listener.
"quit?"
He shook his head slightly, his tone indifferent, yet carrying a chilling disdain!
"My interest has been piqued today."
"So what if I slaughter this illusionary battlefield of ten thousand races?"
"Below the True God Realm, all imprints can be manifested."
"I alone will kill them all."
"..."
Dead!
Utter silence instantly engulfed both the inside and outside of the illusion!
So...all the marks below the True God realm? All, all of them severed?!
Does he even know what he's saying?
The Battlefield of Myriad Races Illusion was crafted from a fragment of the Battlefield of the Heavens, containing countless battle imprints!
There are tens of thousands of Saint Realm and Supreme Realm cultivators!
What he just slew was merely the mark of an emperor!
And similar or even stronger imperial marks, according to the oldest scattered records in the academy.
Deep within this illusion, there are probably no fewer than several dozen, or even more!
There might even be the mark of a terrifying being who has touched the realm of true gods and has one foot in the Emperor realm!
He actually intends to wipe them all out by himself?!
This isn't confidence; it's utter madness, a path to certain death!
"He's insane! He's absolutely insane!"
Within the illusion, some surviving prodigies screamed in terror.
They scrambled and crawled along the ladder to heaven, only to vanish instantly, leaving them terrified.
"Arrogant, utterly arrogant! Who does he think he is? A reincarnated Celestial King?!"
"Dozens of Emperor-level imprints! Swarming forward, even True Immortals would have to temporarily retreat! How dare he?!"
In the outer square, countless prodigies were in an uproar, believing that Ye Tian had been blinded by victory and had embarked on a path of self-destruction!
Even the geniuses of the Immortal Realm frowned at this moment, feeling that Ye Tian was being too arrogant.
"Too much confidence is arrogance. The Emperor's Mark is not an inanimate object. If it is alerted and attacked, the consequences will be unimaginable!"
"What a pity. If he had cultivated steadily, he would surely have become a great figure in the future. Today, he may perish here."
However, after a moment of silence, the voice of the Great Dao rang out again, this time with an unprecedented solemnity.
You could even hear a hint of anticipation in his voice.
"Challenger Ye Tian, challenge objective confirmed: Cleanse the illusion of the battlefield of myriad races, and all combat imprints below the True God Realm."
"Warning: This challenge is extremely dangerous. Based on the rules, the risk of falling to your death is over 99% under normal circumstances!"
"Rule change: If you can complete this challenge, in addition to the original completion rewards, you will be granted the [Kunpeng Supreme Method] and insights into the origin!"
"The Supreme Dharma of Kunpeng?!"
These seven words were like a bomb being thrown into a boiling oil pan!
In the outer plaza, all the prodigies from the Northern Sea and the academy elders instantly turned red!
His breathing became incredibly heavy!
"The Kunpeng Supreme Method! It's actually the legendary Kunpeng Supreme Method and the original enlightenment!"
"It is said to contain the essence of the Kunpeng and lead directly to the supreme divine path—an unparalleled secret technique! It has been lost for countless years!"
"The very essence of the Heavenly Ladder is used as a reward?! This..."
Even the geniuses of the Immortal Realm showed expressions of immense envy!
Although the Kunpeng clan seems to have declined today, its oldest origins are extremely mysterious.
Its supreme method is enough to cause a great deal of competition among the giants, even in the Immortal Realm!
Huge risks correspond to unimaginable, incredible rewards!
Within the illusion, Ye Tian received the reward for the "Kunpeng Supreme Technique".
He didn't seem to react much, just nodded slightly.
"can."
The single word uttered seemed to herald the final battle!
"Boom!!!"
The entire illusion of the battlefield of ten thousand races suddenly trembled violently! More terrifying than ever before!
Deep within the battlefield lies an absolute darkness where even light cannot penetrate, and the malevolent energy is so dense it has materialized.
One after another, dormant auras, far more terrifying, ancient, and violent than the previous Emperor's Mark, slowly awakened, like ancient behemoths that had been provoked.
One statue, two statues, three statues...
Twenty imperial mights, like twenty black suns of destruction, slowly rose from the depths of darkness!
Among them, four or five auras had already faintly transcended the realm of the Emperor and touched upon a trace of... the realm of the gods!
The terrifying pressure combined, like the end of the world, causing the entire illusion to crack under the unbearable weight!
Before the outer canopy, everyone was so terrified that they retreated repeatedly, their faces ashen!
Ye Tian stood alone on the ruins, facing the twenty rising "black suns" and the countless marks of gods, demons and myriad races that were alarmed and surged forth like a tide.
Take a slow, deep breath.
Behind him, the five divine swords—the Heavenly God, the Heavenly Demon, the Heavenly Emperor, the Heavenly Monster, and the Heavenly Emperor—reappeared, their tips trembling slightly and emitting a humming sound that yearned to drink blood.
His gaze became incredibly sharp and intensely focused.
Even he dared not relax in the unprecedented battle where he faced the eternal war spirit alone and defeated twenty emperors!
