Follow the path of Dao from infancy - Chapter 1872 Chapter 500: Quasi-Emperor's Hand (Part 3)
Chapter 1872 Chapter 500: Quasi-Emperor’s Hand (Part 3)
His words were blunt, like a sharp knife piercing the hearts of the people.
Apart from the prominent families of the Eastern Domain, everyone else’s expressions changed, turning somewhat unsightly.
In the Emperor Clan and Dao Clan, many figures slightly frowned.
“Mingyuan, the words of this Immortal Emperor are simply too harsh.”
An elder from the Emperor Clan spoke softly; he was at the Peak of Immortal King Realm, even reaching the 110th level of the Heaven Tower.
“Harsh as they may be, they are true.”
Di Mingyuan’s expression remained indifferent, only slightly furrowing his brows.
Seeing his attitude, other members of the Emperor Clan found it difficult to say anything further.
Though they revered the Great Emperors, possessing an Emperor within the clan coupled with their inherent pride, they felt differently about facing an Emperor compared to others.
“Even if we cannot help, I will fight to the death with my clan!”
Amidst indignation, a Immortal King of the Ancestor Dragon Clan roared, his voice a dragon’s chant, resounding in the Abyss.
The Immortal Immortal Emperor glanced at him, cold determination filling his eyes, as if the temperature of the Abyss dropped, the Heaven Tower seemingly transforming into millennium ice.
Countless people felt a pervasive chill, a sensation as if plunged into an icy abyss.
In an instant, many faces changed dramatically, looking with astonishment towards the Immortal Immortal Emperor.
Two imperial silhouettes atop the Heaven Tower seemed to gaze down upon the living, their eyes cold yet radiating overwhelming might.
“If you wish to die, I shall grant it swiftly.”
With cold indifference, the Immortal Immortal Emperor spoke: “The Ten Thousand Clans provide resources for your cultivation, even Star and I are here with you, teaching you, not to instruct you how to die!”
“If you truly have courage, have the Dragon Bone, you should cultivate diligently, become the strongest Immortal King, become the True King! Then, you can lead the armies of the Ten Thousand Clans, fight for the Eastern Domain, save your homeland, and even if the Eastern Domain falls, you can avenge it, vent your fury!”
Coldly, the Immortal Immortal Emperor continued: “Instead of now, merely accompanying the fallen, the Eastern Domain has enough dead, it doesn’t need another!”
Although his words were cold, they were profound, and this mercilessness was greater than compassion.
Many faces shifted in expression, silently bowing their heads, indeed, they were here cultivating, absorbing numerous resources at the highest level of treatment, backed by the sacrifices of the Ten Thousand Clans!
The previously vocal Ancestor Dragon Clan’s Immortal King was rendered speechless by his words.
“I’m curious to see how many True Kings the Eastern Domain can produce this time!”
Sneering coldly, the Immortal Immortal Emperor remarked: “Now, a preliminary competition is underway, temporarily ranking the True Kings, based on the current Heaven Tower standings, the tenth place has reached the 118th level!”
“You have here, at most, another three hundred years to cultivate!”
“Perhaps even less!”
“Make your final push!”
Upon hearing this, the people in the Abyss exchanged glances, only two or three hundred years more to cultivate?
That’s barely enough, even for a quick nap.
“Mingyuan, this time the first True King must be you.”
Many in the Emperor Clan turned their gaze to Di Mingyuan, the heir of their clan, currently ranking first in the Heaven Tower, astonishingly at the 145th level!
From his arrival at the Abyss to now, Di Mingyuan’s achievement soared by nearly forty levels!
One must understand, Di Mingyuan’s age is substantial, spanning thousands of years, yet he maintains a rapid pace in advancing, indicating his extraordinary prowess.
It also reflects the profound accumulation in his clan, allowing him to continuously break through now.
“It’s too early to talk about this.”
Di Mingyuan’s gaze was calm, though inwardly, he was resolute about becoming the first True King, after all, as an Emperor Clan member, he’s accustomed to being number one.
“Go on, this preselection’s top ten will receive a piece of Quasi-Emperor Weapon from Star Empress and me!”
The Immortal Immortal Emperor announced.
At these words, the Abyss was instantly in an uproar.
Quasi-Emperor Weapon!
The generosity of two Immortal Emperors!
Those who can wield a Quasi-Emperor Weapon, undeniably formidable in the Immortal King Realm, would be matched only by Quasi-Emperors.
For a time, each clan’s Immortal Kings were exhilarated, some at lower levels felt agony as if seeing their Quasi-Emperor Weapon taken by another.
“Miss, over these five hundred years, your progress has been swift, you do possess the power to compete for the True King!”
An elder within the Dao Clan spoke to a woman in a Dao robe.
The woman was Dao Qingyin, the Dao Clan’s heir, but far younger than Di Mingyuan, thus her cultivation and foundation were vastly inferior.
However, through these five hundred years of cultivating at the Great Emperor Dojo, and guidance from the two Immortal Emperors, her strength rapidly ascended, initially challenging just over 70 levels, now breaking past the 100 levels, reaching 110!
With another three hundred years, she might yet close the gap!
“Hmm, now, I’ve also reached Immortal King Realm Perfection.”
Dao Qingyin remarked, her eyes shining.
As the Immortal Immortal Emperor issued the command, countless individuals rushed toward the Heaven Tower.
This competition, lasting only ten years.
Everyone strived to enter the top ten, especially those powerful within the clans around the 110th level.
“You go join in the excitement too.”
Di Mingyuan spoke to those around him.
“Mingyuan, aren’t you going?”
“It’s just a preliminary selection, I’m uninterested, rather cultivate, Quasi-Emperor Weapon… doesn’t concern me.”
Di Mingyuan replied calmly and then turned to create a Realm, continuing his secluded cultivation.
And within his Realm, fearsome Emperor’s Might flowed, Divine Light surrounded, unmistakably, it was the King’s Domain!
Upon hearing Di Mingyuan’s words, other Emperor Clan elders smiled in relief, understanding, they soon rallied together towards the Heaven Tower.
“Just a minor incentive by the old folks, but the hype is too small.”
Within the Saint Clans, a man and woman observed the scene, shaking their heads, sitting back down to continue their secluded cultivation.
Ranking fourth among the Ten Thousand Clans, they were not lacking in Quasi-Emperor Weapons, focusing more on the final decisive battle.
For they knew, among the clans listed in the rankings, surely some were yet to fully exert their power, holding back their trump cards.
