The frontlines of the Great Heaven had been quiet for a long time.
Chen Xia's alchemy had also entered a fully automated state. The high-pressure boiler would activate every few decades, and each time it did, it would bring Chen Xia over a hundred pills as income. Among them, the large pills accounted for about thirty to forty percent, which was quite good.
Moreover, alchemy was just a side benefit. What Chen Xia truly wanted was to comprehend the Thunder Dao and bring it to the Zhun Di stage. Currently, the progress of the Thunder Dao was slow, but there was always progress, and the threshold of Zhun Di was within sight.
Apart from the Thunder Dao, there was also the Heavenly Dragon Dao. However, the Heavenly Dragon Dao showed no signs of breaking through. The Heavenly Dragon cocoon in the heart lake remained unchanged, showing no signs of hatching.
Chen Xia could only wait patiently.
He didn't rush. Every day, he sat on the city wall, watching others play chess while pondering his own Dao. He thought about his fifth Dao.
He had once reached the five Dao stage, borrowing strength in the Great Death Realm and merging with the False Heavenly Dao to achieve the five Dao. But now, he couldn't comprehend the False Heavenly Dao, so he wanted to perceive another Dao to make up the five Dao.
However, the five Dao were not easy to assemble. The difficulty was much greater than comprehending a single Dao, and Chen Xia just couldn't figure it out.
In addition, the Emperor Council had introduced a new segment: Emperor duels. The idea was to have the Emperors simulate battles in a false world using their divine consciousness. This was meant to improve their combat skills and the intensity of their divine abilities.
It was originally a good thing.
But the Emperor Council seemed to have a death wish, as they insisted on including Chen Xia.
Chen Xia was, of course, happy about this, as none of these Emperors could beat him. Who wouldn't be delighted to have the upper hand in a fight?
Executioner Emperor, who was a four Dao Emperor, naturally wouldn't participate in these duels. So, it was left to the other Emperors to fight each other.
Chen Xia was recognized as a formidable presence by the Emperor Council.
On the first day of the divine consciousness simulation duels, Emperor Tianhe wanted to challenge himself, so he directly chose Chen Xia as his opponent.
"Do you want to fight me in two Dao or three Dao?" Chen Xia politely asked.
"Naturally, your four Dao!" Emperor Tianhe confidently replied. He wanted to face the strongest, as he had his own pride.
"How about the immortal sword?" Chen Xia asked again.
"Of course, bring everything you've got. Don't hold back. Treat me like a remnant of darkness during the simulation."
Emperor Tianhe spoke with pride. Even if he couldn't beat Chen Xia, he didn't want Chen Xia to go easy on him.
"Alright." Chen Xia nodded.
The two stood facing each other. Executioner Emperor waved his hand downward, creating a false world using his divine abilities and Dao, serving as their battlefield.
Both of them sent a strand of their divine consciousness into the false world, and the simulation battle began.
Chen Xia raised his gleaming immortal sword and performed a sword salute toward Emperor Tianhe, saying, "Here I come."
Emperor Tianhe nodded. "Come at me…"
Whirr!
The immortal sword instantly slashed toward him. Emperor Tianhe's eyes narrowed, and he quickly activated his Dao, attempting to move to the side. But just as he moved a bit, he found himself back in his original position.
He looked down in surprise, noticing that his body had been covered in a grayish-white color.
Time Dao?!
Emperor Tianhe realized what had happened, but it was too late.
The immortal sword had already arrived.
...
The entire battle didn't last long. The specific process was that Emperor Tianhe took a hit from the sword and was then chased and cut down by Chen Xia.
After struggling for about two hours, Emperor Tianhe couldn't take the humiliation any longer and chose to accept his defeat.
The divine consciousness simulation battle ended.
Chen Xia emerged, bowed slightly, and smiled, "I appreciate your generosity."
Emperor Tianhe, however, couldn't muster a smile. He was completely dumbfounded.
The other Emperors also didn't know what to say. Watching that battle was quite immersive.
Of course, they were immersed as Emperor Tianhe, so Chen Xia's immortal sword was subsequently banned.
But even without the sword, Chen Xia's four Dao was still overpowered, and no one could beat him.
An old man with eyebrows like a star river directly complained, "This guy is a two Dao Zhun Di? He's playing this way too freakishly!"
Although they couldn't win, the simulated battles with Chen Xia were still useful for the other Emperors.
At least they all gained insights in escaping, which could be considered progress.
Chen Xia also made progress. He gained insights in quickly defeating Emperors and had already set a record of under an hour in these battles.
By the way, his record was set against Flowing Water Temple Master, the Emperor who had had some minor conflicts with Chen Xia before.
And because of this, Chen Xia completely crushed him, making Flowing Water Temple Master doubt his own Emperor-level strength. He even questioned Chen Xia in confusion, "Are you really not an Emperor?"
"I'm not an Emperor," Chen Xia replied, then added, "I'm an Emperor killer."
If given more time, the number of Emperors he had truly killed would likely surpass even Executioner Emperor.
It could only be said that he was indeed skilled at killing ordinary Emperors.
The remnants of darkness in the sky had been silent for a long time. If they remained dormant, that would be fine.
But it was clear that this wasn't going to happen.
After thousands of years of peace, the frontlines had finally stirred. The remnants of darkness began to show themselves, signaling that the reckoning of the Heavenly Dao was about to continue.
The left frontline now had seven Emperors, including Chen Xia, making it eight Emperor-level combatants. It was uncertain if this was enough, but they had to hold the line.
Chen Xia stood on the city wall, seeing the remnants of darkness that had been dormant for thousands of years finally show themselves. His expression was disdainful, and he smiled lightly, shaking his head.
“Didn't get enough kills thousands of years ago, now they're here to let me rack up my score again.”
Emperor Capital was also excited. This was his first battle on the frontlines, and his thoughts were filled with excitement as he wanted to prove his strength.
He nodded to himself, planning to start by killing a quasi-saint remnant to warm up.
Chi Yu and Li Yang were more reserved, not much for talking, but their fighting spirit was evident.
Li Yue was a bit nervous, her eyes constantly scanning the remnants of darkness, assessing their cultivation levels.
This was Chen Xia's fourth battle on the frontlines, and judging by the situation, it might also be the last.
He stood on the city wall, at the very front of the group.
A faint light appeared behind him, twinkling like stars.
A breeze arose in the void, lifting his green robe.
He raised his hand, and the immortal sword glowed brightly.
Throughout the ages, he had fought countless battles, witnessed heads and hot blood, and grasped the great trend amidst destruction.
In the moment of raising the sword, in the instant of lifting the hand.
He never retreated.
I am invincible.
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