Chapter 475: The Fall of an Emperor

The Emperors' Clash.

It had been a long time since such a lively scene had unfolded.

Countless powerful figures cast their gazes across the vast starry river, watching this battle unfold.

Trapped between a rock and a hard place!

The Innate Demon Infant seemed to be in dire straits.

The battle erupted with world-shaking intensity, instantly turning the void into chaos. The Great Dao radiated dazzling brilliance as four Emperors surrounded the Innate Demon Infant.

Yet another Emperor was charging furiously toward the battlefield.

"Do you mean to corner me?" the Innate Demon Infant roared.

The four remained silent, pressing their assault relentlessly.

"Even if I fall, I can drag one of you down with me!"

Emperor's blood spilled, each drop containing terrifying energy capable of shattering stars.

Even the Nine Heavens quaked from the cataclysmic reverberations beyond the realm.

The Innate Demon Infant burned through his last reserves of power, desperate to return to the Nine Heavens.

But there was no way back!

He possessed myriad escape methods, yet his enemies always found him.

Why?

How could this be?

The Innate Demon Infant couldn’t comprehend it—his primordial essence was dissipating rapidly.

With the remnants of his power, he could indeed wage a final, desperate battle, but that would be his final stand.

As befitted his reputation as the foremost Emperor serving under the Demon Ancestor, even as the fifth Emperor entered the battlefield, he still managed to shatter an Emperor’s body.

Emperor Daohen endured immense pressure, vomiting blood continuously, yet he fought fearlessly.

The Innate Demon Infant issued a desperate plea.

"If any ally would save me, I would owe an immeasurable debt!"

Indeed, there were others who contemplated intervention.

But the moment they prepared to act, someone fixed their aura upon them.

Five Emperors had already entered the battle—but that didn’t mean only five existed.

The dark era had passed, and that age had been one of unparalleled darkness. Anyone with a spark of righteousness despised it.

Now, you want to save the Innate Demon Infant?

Just try and see what happens!

With no hope of reaching the Nine Heavens, the Innate Demon Infant, in an ultimate act of defiance, ignited his dwindling life force and hurled himself toward the void.

The Dark Origin is right there!

Even diving into the Dark Origin would be better.

"Hurry, save him!"

"Heavenly Emperor, buy us some time!"

The Dark Origin urged frantically.

Heavenly Emperor stared down the five terrifying figures, their Emperor-level power surging like the newborn sun.

...

They were the dawn; he was the dusk.

Him, holding off those five?

"No chance—I’m no fighter..."

"Save me!"

The Innate Demon Infant bellowed.

The Dark Origin...

Heavenly Emperor...

They could only watch as the Innate Demon Infant was dragged back into the encirclement.

At this moment, the fight was as good as over.

The Innate Demon Infant perished, and before his demise, he seethed with hatred for Emperor Daohen.

He unleashed his deadliest strike at Emperor Daohen.

Yet Emperor Daohen held firm, his body breaking apart—he still held firm.

The other four Emperors pounced, their four radiant beams slamming mercilessly into the Innate Demon Infant, his entire body disintegrating under the onslaught.

The Dark Origin was practically fuming.

"Dammit! Dammit!"

"When the Demon Ancestor awakens, how will I explain this? Heavenly Emperor, you’re a powerhouse in battle, why didn’t you cover us?"

Heavenly Emperor almost rolled his eyes into the stratosphere.

Him playing decoy while the Infant escaped back into the Dark Origin, only for him to be jumped by all five?

Even if the Infant were his flesh and blood, he wouldn’t do such a thing!

"I’m done—you explain this to the others when they wake up!"

"Forget it, I’ll explain it myself. This is infuriating! The Innate Demon Infant had just awakened, only to be ganked the moment he revived. We’ve lost all momentum."

Heavenly Emperor just...

The Innate Demon Infant made a desperate last dash with his last remaining strength, having pushed himself to the limit, but it was hopeless.

In his previous life, he joined others in besieging someone, but in this life, he was besieged by everyone.

One could only say that what goes around comes around, and retribution is inevitable.

It didn’t take long before the Innate Demon Infant met his end in utter despair.

The moment the Innate Demon Infant fell, the Great Dao resounded through the heavens, mourning.

The stars grew dim.

Regardless of whether this person was good or evil in life, as long as they cultivated the Great Dao to such heights, they had become an existence recognized by the Great Dao.

The Great Dao makes no distinction between good and evil.

A pall of sorrow fell over the heavens and the earth.

Yet, no creature mourned him—instead, they cheered with joy.

"Great Sage of the Nine Heavens, can you see? Even though you are no longer here, your legacy still protects us, the weak!"

"Emperor! Emperor!"

"Humanity's Emperor! Eternal through the ages!"

Countless beings shouted in jubilation.

The Dark Era had left deep scars on this world. Aside from those who belonged to the Dark Era, no one wished to return to that time.

Had the Innate Demon Infant emerged this time without anyone stopping him, it would have meant the resurgence of the Dark Era.

But now that the Innate Demon Infant had been slain outright, everything was different.

The existing Emperors and Celestial Lords would not allow the Dark Era's tyrants to slaughter indiscriminately, which gave everyone a huge morale boost.

Though this morale had no direct effect, the cries of "Human Emperor!"—the honor of being remembered through history and revered by countless millions—would stir even an Emperor.

In the mortal world, ordinary people seek wealth, power, fame, and profit!

For cultivators, they just add the Dao to the mix!

When Lu Ye heard the news from Emperor Daohen, a smile appeared on his face.

Good. Another point could be scored against the Dark Origin.

He closed his eyes and returned to his cultivation.

Reincarnation Celestial Worthy’s handiwork was truly impressive—this batch of treasures would fuel his cultivation for some time.

Affairs of the Forgetful Immortal Palace could be put off a while longer.

The Nine Extremes Realm could enhance nine attributes.

Lu Ye had made up his mind—he only needed to hone his fists.

Because his cultivation was not like others, fumbling blindly with no clear path forward.

He had come back from the end—from the very beginning, he knew where his destination lay.

What he aimed to achieve in this cultivation was to break through the endpoint with even greater speed and more overwhelming power.

Everything else was trivial.

Of course, this approach also had its drawbacks—the challenge would grow exponentially harder.

But hardship was the last thing Lu Ye feared.

Charge forward!

His power was increasing by the second.

The quality of the Primordial Power was continuously increasing. Back when Lu Ye was in the Longevity Realm, he had serious doubts about facing a Void Realm opponent.

But after advancing one realm, those worries vanished.

The Void Realm was indeed formidable, with unpredictable methods.

To disregard the void entirely—Lu Ye wasn’t there yet. He could wield the Great Dao of Space, though not as seamlessly as those in the Void Realm.

Yet once he took action, he understood.

He didn’t need such seamlessness.

By staying still to counter every move, even if his opponent traversed the void repeatedly, they would eventually have to emerge to strike. And when his fist or sword descended, no Void Realm cultivator could withstand it.