(Thanks to Heaven_Will_Daoist for the gift).
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Myriad Emperor World, Dao Opening Sect:
A terrifying aura suddenly enveloped the sect, alarming not only the disciples and elders but also many of the other factions of the world, thinking something of great significance had occurred.
“Origin, hurry up,” said a deep voice.
“Miscellaneous, what’s going on?”
“The sect master is in trouble.”
“What do you mean?”
“There is no time to explain; just know I received a message from Heavenly Dao that he was in trouble.”
“Alright, I’ll call the others, and you contact Sword One.”
“Battle One, Hell One, Shadow One, Rainbow One, Shadow Two, come with me. Call a few others for help. Turtle One, you stay in the sect to protect it if something happens.”
“What about Desolate One?” asked a Shadowy figure.
“He’s still in retreat; let’s not bother him.”
“I’m here,” said a tall and muscular figure wearing tight martial clothes with no sleeves showing his brown skin and bulging muscles; he had short hair like a monk and eyes like a hawk.
“You’ve succeeded?”
“Yes. The luck you guys recently brought from the Demon Supremacy World did wonder,” replied Desolate One.
“Excellent,” commented Origin One. He knew Desolate One was an extremely talented individual, and he should have been a Great Emperor of the sect. When the Ancient Desolate Emperor brought him to the sect, his original goal was cultivating him as the next Emperor. However, the latter had an unimaginable hatred for the Great Emperors and adamantly refused.
As a compromise, the Ancient Desolate turned him into an Insurgent who would be on par with Sword One and Origin One, capable of fighting Pseudo-Eternal Emperors. Unfortunately, this act was beyond his capability since he was not an Eternal Emperor.
Nevertheless, Desolate One has been relying on his talent and effort to reach such a level, and he should have succeeded long ago. Unfortunately, his past experience that created his hatred clouded his mind, thus affecting his talent.
Things only changed during the middle or late stage of the Devil Era when the Great Emperors that took everything from him suddenly appeared in the lower dimension. Desolate One guessed this was the result of his Master and took this opportunity to slaughter that person.
After dealing with the issue of his Dao Heart and state of mind, he focused on his talent, reaching the same level as Sword One and Origin One.
“Let’s go,” said Origin One as he opened a portal to Wang Wei’s destination. Miscellaneous One, Desolate One, Battle One, Hell One, Shadow One, Rainbow One, Shadow Two, and a few other Insurgents followed after him.
The appearance of these big shots scared the entire Myriad Emperor World as they thought the Dao Opening Sect wanted to wage an Emperor Dao War. Every faction–including the Emperor Enlightenment Academy–knew they would not survive such an event against such a mighty force–even if they allied with many others.
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Wang Wei watched as the hooded figure appeared not far from him with a lamp floating next to his head. A total of 18 people were accompanying him, all displaying the aura of a Great Emperor. Furthermore, he could sense that three of these individuals were most likely First-Class Emperors. However, he did not know whether they were ascendant or natural.
As soon as these people appeared, they did not say a word or waste any time; they immediately went on the offensive and attacked, not holding back in the slightest.
Wang Wucheng stood before Wang Wei, and lights that looked like shining stars emanated from his body; there were millions of them–1.269 million, to be precise. Without hesitation, Wang Wucheng activated the Turtle Acupoints Array, generating a powerful shield that protected the two.
Bang!
Cracks appeared on the protective barrier, signifying it would not survive a second attack. Wang Wei acted swiftly as he took out the talisman in his Divine Sea. The talisman swapped places for the sect’s Emperor Formation.
With a second talisman, Wang Wucheng repaired the defensive barrier. Meanwhile, Wang Wei also borrowed the power of his incarnations, activated his Acupoint Turtle Array, and fused it with his ancestor, boosting it slightly; he knew his strength was meaningless in such a battle, but it was the tiniest of aid could be crucial to surviving this catastrophe.
Unfortunately, his actions barely delay the inevitable. These Great Emperors did not play around and followed the hooded figure’s instructions. They mobilized their Dao Proving Artifacts and all their strengths to attack simultaneously.
Bang!
Wang Wucheng’s new and better shield could not resist and cracked to the point a mild blowing wing could destroy it. With a look, he knew they would not survive the next one. So, he turned to look at Wang Wei and smiled:
“Kid, you can survive this. I know you can. Look after the sect for me.”
Wang Wei clenched his hands tightly, his nail piercing his indestructible skin. He nodded in acknowledgment; he knew he must control his emotions in this situation and remain level-headed to think of a countermeasure.
Wang Wucheng nodded in satisfaction at the latter’s responses. A white flame suddenly enveloped his body, increasing his aura. Without hesitation, pause, or regret, he burned his fleshly body, soul, Inner World, and Dao as a sacrifice to augment his power.
His collapsing shield survived the third all-out attack of these Great Emperors, an act that displeased the hooded figure; he knew the longer they took, the higher a chance of survival that the Fate Domination Emperor would have.
Tears fell down Wang Wei’s eyes, but he ignored them. His mind went into overload mode, calculating trillions of possibilities to find a chance of survival. In this concentrated state, he could sense some familiar power rushing to his destination, and he knew the sect had come to save him.
However, his calculations indicated they would not arrive in time. The next step for survival was abandoning his body and removing his soul chains. By entering the Myriad Devour State, he might have a chance to survive.
Unfortunately, this plan failed when he attempted. And it did not take him long to find the source of his failure: the lamp floating before the hooded figure.
Wang Wei then watched as Ancestor Wucheng began disintegrating into particles, returning to nature. Anger, hatred, sorrow, and despair filled his mind. However, he used his Willpower to control himself and remain calm.
The failure to open his soul chains indicated he was dealing with an enemy who might know a lot about him, similar to Zhen Chao. As such, he needed to consider this when choosing a successful method of survival.
After considering the time the sect people would arrive, he devised a solution. Right before Wang Wucheng’s body completely disappeared, he took out a marble from his space ring and entered.
At that exact time, the barrier protecting him vanished, and the Emperor’s attack shook the void. Simultaneously, a terrifying sword slash came from the distance, killing three Second-Class Emperors before rushing to the First Class ones.
Regrettably, it only stopped one of them as two opened a portal to follow the hooded figure and Wang Wei.
“Damn it, I”m too late,” muttered Sword One, holding her swords. She tried to sense the space these people teleported to, but it was disturbed, and she could not find the trace.
Not even a second afterward, Origin One and the others arrived.
“Where is the kid?” he asked.
“I don’t know,” she replied with gritted teeth and red eyes.
“My calculations indicate he is still alive, but the danger has not passed,” commented Miscellaneous One.
“Can you calculate where he is?”
“I’ll try.”
“In the meantime, let’s deal with these mobs,” said Sword One. “At the very least, we can avenge the kid in case something happened to him.”
The other Great Emperors instantly became scared once they saw these people show up. They immediately wanted to run away. After all, the Avenger–as the hooded figure called him–only hired them for a great price that would benefit their cultivation journey. However, it was not worth it if they had to die to acquire the final reward.
Unfortunately, before they could move and run away, an enormous shadow world surrounded the area, preventing them from leaving. Then, Shadow One and Shadow Two looked at their prey with a dangerous light. They blended in the Shadow, striking when least expected and from their opponent’s blind spot.
Besides Sword One, the others did not participate in this battle since the remaining people were only Second and Third Class Emperors. Sword One alone was enough to slaughter everyone present, and the two Shadows’ presence was overkill.
Instead, they waited for Miscellaneous One’s deduction, hoping the kid would last long enough so they could arrive in time.
“How long is this going to take?” asked Sword One a few seconds later as she wiped the blood from her swords after finishing the battle.
“Something is interfering with my calculation.”
Bang!
The space rippled, and something came out. And everyone’s face changed as soon as they saw what it was.