Five ancient emperor weapons in opposition — a full five of them. This was something that had never occurred in all of ancient or modern history. If they all fully revived and collided with one another, the result was simply beyond imagination! The Central Prefecture sinking, or even vanishing permanently — this was no empty exaggeration. It was something very likely to happen.

“Do you truly think that two Imperial Weapons combined can command all under heaven?” The Blind Old Man’s eyes rolled back — no longer showing white outward but now gleaming with sharp intensity — as he laughed coldly without cease.

Now, three Imperial Weapons stood against two. The absolute initiative was theirs. There was nothing to fear whatsoever.

“Do you truly wish to come to blows? Since antiquity, there has never been five Imperial Weapons in opposition. If it truly happens, the sky itself will have several enormous holes punched through it.” The Sovereign of the Nine Li Divine Dynasty spoke.

“This is your doing. Can you blame anyone else?” The Peacock King said in a cold voice. His appearance was elegant and transcendent, yet he carried with him the bearing of one who soars above all creation.

“The green copper is the supreme treasure of our Central Prefecture. Outsiders absolutely cannot take it away. Even holding three Imperial Weapons is useless — do not assume the Central Prefecture has only these two!” The hidden voice spoke up, its tone exceedingly firm.

“BOOM!”

The Blind Old Man activated the ancient Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Jar, and in that instant shook out a thread of Supreme Dao weapon might — like a million volcanoes erupting simultaneously, pressing forward with incomparable ferocity.

“You say you want to keep the people and keep the green copper — and then you threaten us?!” Each sentence he spoke was louder than the last, until finally it rolled like nine heavens of thunder.

“As for the people — don’t even think about it. If you want the green copper, go look for it yourself in the immortal pool. You want to plunder it now? You’re dreaming!” The Red Dragon Daoist’s words rang out iron-hard.

Both sides were furious and unyielding, with no intention of retreating. Five Imperial Weapons reviving — the energy of this made this stretch of land feel as though it bordered the underworld.

Several terrifying waves of power erupted, like tsunamis filling the sky — heart-stopping and soul-shaking. For those without Imperial Weapons, they were like duckweed adrift in a raging sea, their hearts hammering with terror.

“Ji Family’s Holy Masters — what do you have to say?” The Nine Li Divine Dynasty’s people asked.

“Someone attempted to kill outstanding members of my clan. This matter cannot simply be let go.” The Ji Clan’s Holy Master said calmly.

“I imagine your side has killed quite enough already?” The hidden voice spoke coldly, carrying with it a wave of suppressive energy.

“Not nearly enough!” The Blind Old Man cut in. He glanced at Ye Fan several times, then spotted Li Heishui and the others who were gravely injured. “Do you want to exterminate every last one of us? Do you think the Thirteen Great Outlaws of the Northern Region are incompetent? You want to slaughter all of our descendants to the last!” His voice grew colder with each word — utterly unlike his usual self — until at the end he was nearly roaring: “This is far from over!”

“You dare kill the inheritor of the Azure Emperor?” The Peacock King also cried out in a loud challenge. The demonic emperor weapon in his hand blazed with azure light surging to the heavens, primordial mist billowing.

“Do you truly want to fight?!” The hidden voice came back hard, without a single concession.

“Are we afraid of you? The worst that can happen is we sink the Central Prefecture!” The Red Dragon Old Daoist stepped forward, his voice resonating like a great bronze bell — sonorous and powerful, his words jaw-dropping.

Destroy the Central Prefecture? Those watching from a distance were all horrified. With Imperial Weapons at full revival, it was absolutely achievable — even stars beyond the domain could be cut down from the heavens!

At this point, the situation had spiraled out of control, far beyond anyone’s grasp. All the major powers refused to back down — everyone was holding firm. A catastrophic disaster was about to descend.

“Have you no thought for the future? If a great war breaks out, what consequences will follow?” A powerful cultivator on the Central Prefecture’s side transmitted these words.

“What future? Today we decide life and death. Supreme Dao weapons in opposition — if you’re not convinced, let’s split the heavens and crack the earth — fate decides who lives!” The Peacock King declared.

“BOOM!”

No one knew who struck first. The divine might of the ancient Great Emperors revived, blanketing everything for thousands of li, drowning this stretch of Qinling land. Every inch of space trembled.

“BOOM!”

Several Imperial Weapons revived, piercing through the vault of heaven — like a great roc soaring ninety thousand li upward. The ancient Great Emperors’ divine powers were displayed again, seemingly penetrating all past and future time!

“Two Imperial Weapons against three — defeat is inevitable!” In the distant sky, onlookers’ hearts hammered, and they kept flying back. This place could not be lingered in.

“Perhaps a sixth Imperial Weapon will appear!” Someone speculated.

“BOOM!”

Indeed, their speculation proved true. A great dragon swept across horizontally — dragon sword without peer, crushing all ages — appearing on the field. Its combat energy was matchless beneath heaven.

The Supreme Emperor Sword appeared!

They were, after all, native to the Central Prefecture and had received a call for aid. At this critical juncture, they had intervened — opposing the three Imperial Weapons from the Eastern Wilderness. Both sides’ strength was pulled back to parity.

Six Imperial Weapons appearing simultaneously, all in the process of reviving — this shocked the current age, shook the past, and rippled into the future. This was a world-altering, heaven-shaking event of incomparable far-reaching influence!

As six Imperial Weapons rose together, various Great Emperor energies surged upward at once, as if six Great Emperors had been resurrected. Terrifying waves of power suppressed the Qinling range and swept toward the Central Prefecture.

“DONG!”

Finally, the vault of heaven was pierced — a terrifying great hole appeared, penetrating toward the outer starry void!

None of them were Great Emperors, nor were they Sacred Beings. None could allow the Imperial Weapons to fully release their divine power. But even so, what occurred surpassed everyone’s imagination. Six beams of light rose together, entering the outer void!

At this moment, throughout the Central Prefecture, none could say how many people went pale with shock, all gazing toward the western region from afar. The energy of this shook every apex figure to their core.

Even if standing at the ends of the earth, as long as one’s power was sufficient, the ancient Great Emperors’ energy could absolutely be sensed — vast and boundless divine power, as if ancient emperors were actually reviving.

In the Eastern Wilderness, a towering figure with wildly disheveled hair stood at the absolute summit, gazing from afar for a long, long time without a word.

In the Western Desert, within a temple in an ancient stretch of land, a holy ape draped in a kasaya pushed open a crumbling temple door sealed for a thousand years, walked to the cliff’s edge, and gazed into the distance toward the Central Prefecture, utterly transfixed.

Within the five great domains, inside the immortal lineages, sacred grounds, divine dynasties, ancient temples, and divine palaces — every reserve of “deep heritage” that remained trembled.

Ancient races and their sleeping strongest ones also suddenly jolted awake, their divine senses peering from afar toward the Central Prefecture.

…

At this moment, all under heaven was shaken. Every supreme being was alarmed — not one was not terrified, gazing toward the Qinling range of the Central Prefecture.

“The breath of an ancient Great Emperor!”

“Six Imperial Weapons rising together — if they truly collide, it would be comparable to a great Dark Age upheaval. None could say how many living beings would suffer. The Central Prefecture itself would be torn into four or five pieces!”

“Do we truly want to clash? We would all become eternal sinners!” The Nine Li Divine Dynasty’s people spoke.

“All of this is your doing!” The Peacock King replied.

Their dominance was intended to force the other side to submit — but when it came to truly fighting, everyone had misgivings. This kind of calamity no one could bear!

For it was said that in ancient times, when Imperial Weapons were truly used against one another, they would generally choose to fight beyond the heavens. Otherwise the earth would be destroyed. But those were ancient saints — only with their level of cultivation could one leave this land and enter the outer void.

On this land, there were many scorched wastelands erased by Imperial Weapons — each typically meaning the extinction of all life across a vast region. It was not a course one would take without being driven to the very last resort.

“DONG!”

Terrifying waves propagated outward. The six Imperial Weapons resisted each other two by two, but ultimately none dared strike downward. At this critical juncture, there was not a single person without misgivings.

“Kill the Holy Physique, keep the green copper — we all act as though nothing happened.” The hidden voice spoke.

“There is no need for such a great upheaval. Execute Ye Fan, and everything else can be negotiated.” Wanchu Holy Master spoke. He had no Imperial Weapon, but as the head of a sacred ground, his words carried great weight.

“That reasoning is flawed. Why must the Holy Physique be executed?” A great master of the Jiang Clan spoke. The Master of the Wind Clan was also opposed.

The Demon Lord of the Southern Ridge, the Divine Monk of the Western Desert, the great power of the Northern Plains, and other Holy Masters from the Eastern Wilderness all stood at the far edges of the void, watching all of this from an enormous distance. All of them had immense backing.

Having reached this state of affairs, Ye Fan felt no fear. In front of everyone, he poured divine spring water into Li Heishui and the others, tending to their injuries.

“Walk outward. Don’t look back!” Suddenly, a voice came — and it was impossible to tell whether it belonged to a man or a woman.

Ye Fan’s heart stirred. He strode outward in great steps. The two pieces of green copper floated above his head, azure light flowing, misty clouds drifting.

“Still trying to leave?!” The Zifu Holy Master’s voice rang out coldly from the far reaches of the void, carrying across the distance.

“Ji Clan’s Holy Masters, take your little girl back with you — otherwise we may accidentally injure her.” The Master of the Nine Li Divine Dynasty spoke coldly.

“Blind Old Man, Red Dragon Daoist — take your younger generation away as well. Otherwise in a moment there will likely be a mishap.” The hidden voice also said coldly.

“CLANG!”

Suddenly, an Imperial Weapon rang out. The Supreme Emperor Sword pierced the vault of heaven. The Nine Li Diagram convulsed wildly. The other hidden Imperial Weapon also shattered through the void!

“Who is it?!”

The three great immortal lineages — everyone’s courage failed them. Someone was interfering with the Imperial Weapons. This was terrifyingly alarming. To achieve this, the person had to be a saint.

Moreover, they had most likely mastered the Military Script Art, capable of commanding all weapons under heaven. For them, this was an enormous threat!

“Which senior is present?” The three great powers all felt dread. They were not worried about the Supreme Dao weapons being seized — after all, they could be summoned back. If sufficiently wary and defensive, even an ancient saint would find no opportunity.

But the current situation was far too delicate. The other three Imperial Weapons were in opposition. If another ancient saint suddenly emerged, they would absolutely suffer a disastrous outcome.

“HUM!”

The Supreme Dao Imperial Weapons moved irregularly. The Nine Li Diagram, the Supreme Emperor Sword — all of them leapt about. Though the parties were on guard and the enemy could not seize them, everything was very unstable.

“FLASH!”

Ye Fan shot out like a beam of light. The people of the three great dynasties watched with open eyes but did not dare activate the Supreme Dao Imperial Weapons — they let him flee toward the distant sky.

“Cough…” Ye Fan heard a cough — one he knew very well. A voice sounded at his ear: “Old age has come. The fact that I’ve clung to existence until now is already a miracle. Two interventions and I have no strength left.”

Ye Fan’s heart lurched violently. There truly was a saint here in the Qinling range — but this person’s body was failing. It seemed as though their life was nearly at its end.

“Go.” That voice came once more.

“Could it be him?” Ye Fan’s feet activated the Movement Script Art, transforming him into a bolt of lightning that fled into the distant sky. His speed was astounding — like a flash of light and shadow.

“Little Ye… have we escaped?” Ji Ziyue opened her eyes weakly, asking.

At the far edge of the infinite void, others did not know that a saint had intervened. They were all astonished, at a loss to understand how he had suddenly broken free.

“You still think you’re leaving now?!” Wanchu Holy Master flew forward, a crowd of people following behind him.

In addition, the Zifu Holy Master led a group of Supreme Elders, encircling from the other side.

“What do you mean by this?” Jiang Family experts and the Wind Clan’s Master stepped forward to face the two sacred grounds’ people.

“BOOM!” Ji Ziyue activated her spiritual power and channeled it into Ye Fan once more — she had seen the danger of the situation.

“Ziyue need not do this. At worst, I’ll send everyone here on their way!” Ye Fan’s gaze went ice cold. He flipped the Myriad Beings Mother Qi Cauldron upside down.

“Cough… I’m fine.” Ji Ziyue’s complexion was snow-white.

In nearly an instant, Ye Fan’s body was flooded with spiritual power. Divine radiance flashed in his eyes as he launched a great killing assault.

“Spit!”

Blood light flashed. Ye Fan charged through and in a single pass crushed a swath of people. From within the cauldron, a block of divine source dropped down — killing intent without limit.

“Ah…”

Wanchu Holy Master let out a scream. Half his body was shredded. Fleeing like a ghost had appeared before him, he ran.

“Spit!”

The Zifu Holy Master also tried to seize the cauldron, and he likewise had not anticipated that something within it would drop out. His chest was nearly torn into four pieces as he fled for his life, retreating desperately.

“Flash!”

Ye Fan put away that block of divine source — the one that imprisoned an ancient sage — then leapt forward and swung the Nine Divine Soldiers, killing all dozen or so Supreme Elders nearby with a single sweep!

“What is that?” The Zifu Holy Master went pale, but found that Ye Fan, his feet activating the Movement Script Art, was charging toward him.

Wanchu Holy Master came to the rescue. The two great powers struck together — but they had been too gravely injured moments before, and had lost half their cultivation in that instant.

“Spit!” “Spit!”

Ye Fan tore off one arm from each of them, then fled toward the distant sky. Without looking back, he disappeared. The nearby great masters who tried to act did not even have time — he was simply too fast.