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.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
