Only at the Mahayana Stage Does the Reversal System Appear - Chapter 673

Chapter 671 Are you worthy of being called emperor?

The First Emperor’s imperial might plunged the Eight Wastelands into unprecedented panic.

Their proud hundred fusion-stage cultivators, the eight wasteland lords, the Yin-Yang Immortals, the Baoyi Immortal, and the external reinforcements invited from the Immortal Realm, were like clay statues before the First Emperor, unable to even protect themselves.

“Lord Luwu, help me!” Ying Zhao pulled out a communication talisman and screamed, as if he had gone mad.

He had never dreamed that such a terrifying being would appear in the lower realms.

At this moment, Immortal Lord Luwu was playing chess with the Immortal Emperor. When Immortal Lord Luwu answered the communication talisman, a crazed face appeared: it was none other than his proud subordinate, Ying Zhao.

Immortal Lord Luwu, feeling humiliated in front of the Immortal Emperor, rebuked him harshly, “You’re so flustered! How disgraceful!”

Ying Zhao, unconcerned with propriety, prioritized saving his life: “Immortal Lord, there are demons in the lower realms, demons…”

“Oh? So you also communicate using communication talismans? This Immortal Realm is nothing special.” The First Emperor stomped Ying Zhao to the ground and snatched the communication talisman.

“Who are you?” Immortal Lord Luwu glared at the First Emperor.

“Traitors who have invaded my future territory, if you don’t surrender when I reach the Immortal Realm, I will take your lives.” The First Emperor hung up the communication talisman.

“Whoever of you three reveals the location of the Immortal Realm first will have a quick death. As for the other two, they will be treated like the natives of the Eight Desolations.”

With these words, the three dying celestial beings, with a final glimmer of life, rushed to report the coordinates of the Immortal Realm, fearing they would be left behind and join the ranks of the Eight Desolations.

Joining the ranks of the Eight Desolations would be a fate worse than death.

“So the Immortal Realm is here.” The First Emperor, having obtained the coordinates of the Immortal Realm as he wished, killed the three

Celestial Immortals as agreed. “As for the Eight Desolations, I’ll deal with the rebels in the Immortal Realm and then slowly deal with you.” The First Emperor valued the Immortal Realm more than the Eight Desolations.

…

“That’s ridiculous, Your Majesty!” Immortal Lord Luwu cursed, calling the other party a lunatic. Only a lunatic could ask the Immortal Realm to surrender.

“I don’t find it ridiculous.”

“This man is no ordinary person. Even through the communication talisman, I can sense the surging energy and blood within him, a domineering aura that transcends Cangxiong. He is undoubtedly a Primordial Primordial Immortal.”

“What?!” Immortal Lord Luwu was surprised that His Majesty would give the First Emperor such high praise.

How could a Primordial Primordial Immortal exist outside the Immortal Realm?

The Immortal Emperor rose, a vast shadow piercing the thirty-five heavens. Clad in imperial robes, he commanded the immortals with a majestic presence like a mountain.

“All immortals, listen! Prepare to meet the enemy.”

With a crackle,

the barrier of the

immortal realm shattered, and a proud and unruly figure ascended. The First Emperor was greeted by his army of immortals.

Clad in tri-phase armor and wielding the Immortal Burial Spear, the Immortal Emperor gathered under his command, at his disposal.

The Twenty-Eight Constellations, the Water and Fire Gods, the Wind Master and the Rain Master, the Yinglong and the Drought Demon…

Famous and legendary immortals all appeared, wielding immortal artifacts and unleashing immense pressure.

The First Emperor brought immense pressure upon the Immortal Emperor, prompting him to confront him with his full might.

“It seems you are unwilling to tie your own hands and wish to defy me to the bitter end,” the First Emperor frowned, deeply dissatisfied with the immortal world’s attitude.

“Could you please state your names?” the Immortal Emperor asked from afar.

The First Emperor needed no introduction; he could discern the Immortal Emperor’s identity from his attire.

He deeply disliked the title of Immortal Emperor.

“I am the First Emperor, the original emperor, the future ruler of all realms. How dare you, a mere Immortal King, proclaim yourself emperor before me?”

“You’re courting death!” the Immortal Emperor raged. When he ascended the throne and established the Heavenly Court, the immortals paid him obeisance. The Daoist Patriarchs congratulated him, the Buddhas chanted scriptures, the Confucian sages inscribed inscriptions, the Primordial Patriarchs bowed their heads, and all the Daoists submitted.

He had never seen anyone so arrogant. No matter how well-mannered he was, he couldn’t withstand the First Emperor’s words.

The Immortal Emperor moved, swifter than lightning, wielding the Immortal Burial Spear, intent on nailing the man to the South Heavenly Gate as a warning to others.

A blinding light erupted as the Immortal Burial Spear collided with the First Emperor’s body, celestial energy exploded, and weaker celestial beings were instantly knocked over by the surging energies.

Between heaven and earth, great stars fell, immortal palaces collapsed, the Jade Pool turned upside down, and three thousand weak waters evaporated, turning into mist, a catastrophe for the immortal world. The four calamities of earth, fire, wind, and water surrounded the two emperors, inflicting no harm.

Plop.

The weight of the object, its immeasurable weight, collapsed one layer of heaven, sending it careening down to the next.

“That… that’s your majesty’s arm!”

The First Emperor tore off one of his opponent’s arms.

The Immortal Emperor glared at him coldly. The opponent had used some method to prevent his arm from regenerating, but it was useless to him. He employed a secret technique to restore his arm.

“You’re worthy of the title of Emperor?” The First Emperor laughed heartily, disregarding the so-called Immortal Emperor. With a powerful punch, he struck the Immortal Burial Spear.

“To deal with you, I don’t even need a weapon.”

“You’re so arrogant!” The Immortal Emperor met the First Emperor’s fist.

The first ray of light from the creation of the universe shattered the Immortal Burial Spear, its tip etched with Dao Zu’s heartblood. The Immortal Emperor tried to stop the shattering, but the First Emperor’s fist shattered his arms instead.

The Immortal Emperor looked on in shock.

Boom!

The First Emperor pressed forward, a million thunderbolts appearing, blasting the Immortal Emperor’s chest open.

After being struck by Jiang Li’s Five Thunders, the First Emperor overturned his original thunder technique, transforming and elevating it, comprehending a new thunder technique far more powerful than the strongest thunder tribulation.

With boundless, limitless brilliance, the First Emperor’s fist blasted the Immortal Emperor’s body into a bloody mist, incinerating his bones and flesh, which the First Emperor refined.

Horrified, sensing his imminent doom, the Immortal Emperor employed the secret technique of Nirvana, seeking survival through death and escaping the calamity.

He had already damaged his very essence!

As the two emperors clashed, the Immortal Emperor’s body repeatedly exploded and reunited, his fundamental power steadily diminishing in the process.

Plop!

The Immortal Emperor fell, unable to even rise, let alone mobilize his primordial power.

The First Emperor strode forward, his steps like the sound of the Tao, each footstep piercing the hearts of the immortals. Their heartbeats and the flow of their immortal blood uncontrollably synchronized with the First Emperor’s pace. Then their hearts exploded, and immortal blood surged onto their spirit altars.

Immortals spat out blood, staining their spirit altars. Some Golden Immortals even disintegrated!

Even Golden Immortals suffered, let alone Celestial Immortals.

With each step of the First Emperor, the Immortal Realm flowed like a river of blood, staining the thirty-six heavens crimson. Even the Daluo Heaven was stained with blood!

The First Emperor’s body continued to grow, until he held a heaven above him, his feet beneath him, like a giant towering over the heavens.

He casually seized the Jade Pool and refined it into a simple cauldron, holding the Immortal Emperor captive, intent on thoroughly tempering his primordial power and spirit.

Unable to figure out how to kill a Primordial Wuji Immortal, he resorted to this crude method.

“This is the fate of those who disobey me.”

“Qiongxiao is my spokesperson. Your Excellency’s words are truly disrespectful to me.”

The voice of the outer world reached the ears of the First Emperor, and the flawless god appeared and saved the Immortal Emperor.

(End of this chapter)