Chapter 1026: Chapter 599: The Great Taoism Walks Alone... Beware Whom You Follow!
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The Dream Tao Heaven Heart Imprint was still climbing higher, ascending bit by bit.
Different from the last time, when the Creation Emperor relied on his own strength to forcibly make the Martial World bow its head.
This time, with the aid of the Martial World’s will, Hong Yuan clearly sensed one illusory and blurry, broken Heaven Heart Imprint after another.
These were the faint traces left behind by the Great Emperors of the Martial World in ages past.
Although their Great Taoism had long since completely dispersed, still, as the saying goes, birds leave traces as they pass; they had, after all, been the momentary overlords of the Martial World.
These broken Heaven Heart Imprints came in all sizes and shapes, each different from the other.
Among them, Hong Yuan sensed the imprint phantoms left behind by the Nine Emperors of Human Race, such as the Soul Killing Banner, the Starfire Emperor Spear, and the Mountain and River Pen.
Of course, highest above all was a Heaven Heart Imprint phantom that was sometimes a purple-gold True Dragon, sometimes a purple-gold furnace—Creation Emperor!
Why was the Heaven Heart Imprint phantom of the Creation Emperor the supreme existence of the Martial World?
Because the Creation Emperor had already transcended the Martial World, suppressing all paths with a single path, standing above the Martial World, blooming above all heavens!
And at this moment, with the aid of the Martial World, Hong Yuan’s Dream Tao Heaven Heart Imprint transformed into a White Frost Dream Butterfly, shattering those illusory, blurry, broken Heaven Heart Imprints one by one, drawing power from them, so it could beat its wings and soar even higher, determined to stand shoulder to shoulder with the purple-gold True Dragon.
It was precisely in this process, borrowing the Martial World, that Hong Yuan observed past life fragments of one Great Emperor after another—especially the Nine Emperors of Human Race!
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The sky darkened, thunder rolled and rain poured unceasingly.
In such a harsh environment, a young little shramana clutched an almost-dying little Fire Sparrow, sprinting madly through the downpour, stumbling forward.
"Is this the entanglement between Le Tu Buddha and the Red Phoenix?"
Hong Yuan narrowed his eyes and quickly arrived at a judgment.
He thought he likely knew why the previous generation’s two Destinies of Human Race and Demon Clan became Dao-companions, yet in the end raised troops against each other.
The Red Phoenix fell in love, and how could Le Tu Buddha not have done the same?
It was just that, in the end, the irreconcilable blood feud between the two races forced them to love and kill each other at the same time.
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Human World Purgatory, a field of blood-red.
The aged and withered "Soul Killing Demon Emperor" Xiao Aotian had hollow eye sockets, devoid of radiance, like dead embers.
He stared unwillingly at the human world, long refusing to let go of his last breath.
He murmured regretfully under his breath, "I only hate that Destiny is without soul, otherwise I would not have fallen into demonhood! Great Moon, I would never have lost, never, never!"
To reach this day, he had paid too great, far too great a price.
He had even gone so far as to slaughter the Human Race in pursuit of forging the Killing Tao, proving the Dao through slaughter.
If not for his sudden awakening at the final moment, the Human Race might not have been annihilated by the Demon Clan, but instead completely erased by his own hands.
It was a pity that in the end he still came to the end of his lifespan.
For this, he had deliberately released false news of his death a thousand years ago, yet that exceedingly crafty True Dragon of Great Moon simply refused to show itself.
And precisely because of this, the Soul Killing Demon Intent was born into the world.
Once the True Dragon of Great Moon dared to invade the Five Great God Continents, the Soul Killing Demon Intent and the Soul Killing Emperor’s corpse would perish together with it!
And the price for leaving the Soul Killing Emperor’s corpse in the world was the death of one Soul Killing direct-blood descendant after another, such as the "Soul Killing Emperor’s Son" Xiao Zhanxian, and the rest of the Soul Killing lineage. Even with the aid of the Human Clan Sky Palace, it was still incomparably tragic!
As the current Emperor Clan, the Soul Killing bloodline spent their entire lives rushing about on battlefields, never basking in glory.
But it just so happened that the True Dragon of Great Moon, as if sensing something, never again personally invaded the Five Great God Continents.
"So this is the reason why the True Dragon of Great Moon no longer chose to attack the Five Great God Continents..."
Hong Yuan’s gaze flared: "So in this sense, the Soul Killing lineage isn’t entirely without merit, and can still be considered an Emperor bloodline of the Human Race."
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Powerful mechanical rumbling gradually rose, billowing white smoke shrouded the firmament and blanketed the earth.
A heaven-covering Asura Mech Armor straddled the sky above the Central Region Divine Continent, towering and suppressing the cosmos.
This Asura Mech Armor was a black-gold figure, as if cast from Undying Phoenix Gold, carved all over with strange patterns, fiendish and ferocious, yet somehow carrying a bizarre Western aesthetic.
Asura was of humanoid form, and overall looked like a berserker wielding twin blades, with surging black radiance blooming from those two blades, enough to shatter everything.
On its back was a set of twelve pairs of violet wings; yet the cold glint reflected from them told the world that it could easily turn its wings into sharp blades—these were wing-blades!
And it was the peror Artifact of the third Emperor of the Human Race, Zhao Heng Great Emperor—the Asura Mech Armor.
In the scene, this Asura Mech Armor was guarding a vast imperial palace of utmost splendor!
Beneath the vast imperial palace, all races came to court.
Envoys of the myriad races together knelt and kowtowed in submission to the lord of the Human Race—Zhao Heng Great Emperor.
Zhao Heng Great Emperor sat loftily upon the imperial throne, high-spirited and vigorous.
Behind him, the Empress Li Ziping also proudly raised her head, like a solitary and arrogant phoenix, nobility beyond compare.
"Useless wretch. Even as a Great Emperor, even as an Extraterrestrial Demon, you don’t have the slightest bit of discernment."
Hong Yuan snorted with disdain. "At the third generation of flourishing, the Human Race is now already in a situation of oil boiling over fierce fire—one careless move and everything overturns. If not for Azure Lotus Heaven Lord being born into the world, you, Zhao Heng, would have been the foremost culprit in the extinction of the Human Race!"
Having spoken, Hong Yuan still did not feel his anger vented, and cursed him a few more times inwardly.
That this fellow ’Zhao Heng Great Emperor’ Li Jiewo could become a Great Emperor recognized by the Martial World, Hong Yuan had always felt that Li Jiewo was unworthy of the position.
Even Soul Killing ranked a notch higher than Zhao Heng in Hong Yuan’s heart.
