txolops Chapter 575 The Invincible Seven Ancient Kings
Chapter 575 The Invincible Seven Ancient Kings
The moment this enormous hand appeared, an extremely terrifying aura poured down. This was an ancient killing intent that transcended countless ages, an aura that had suppressed gods and demons and buried invincible eras.
At this moment, both the celestial realm and the mortal realm fell into a deathly silence. Countless powerful beings in the celestial realm trembled in their souls and their bodies froze.
An invisible pressure locked him in place, making it hard to breathe and filling him with extreme fear.
Panic-filled discussions arose throughout the heavens.
"What is this? What level of powerhouse is this? Why is it so terrifying?"
"This is terrifying! This oppressive aura far surpasses that of all the powerful experts of this era!"
Whether in the East or the West, all the god-kings and god-emperors of the celestial realms were stiff.
They felt as if their souls were being suppressed by an invisible force, making even breathing extremely difficult, and an extreme fear, originating from the very source of their souls, rose in their hearts.
In the mortal realm below, billions of living beings trembled in their hearts at the same time, mountains and rivers suddenly stopped flowing, and all sounds of the four seas and eight wastelands fell silent.
Countless ancient beings from the celestial realm stared intently at the crack in the sky, their faces deathly pale.
At this moment, all the battles and wars between gods and demons they had witnessed in their lives seemed like child's play in the face of this overwhelming pressure.
All the major sects, immortal families, and ancient cities in the mortal realm looked up at the sky, their faces filled with horror.
Tianfeng Academy, the City of Sin, the Holy Land of the Demon Clan, the Territory of the Snake-People Clan—across the entire Eastern and Western continents, no one is without despair.
Just as the heavens trembled and the immortals were filled with fear, footsteps suddenly echoed from the depths of the rift, and then a figure slowly broke through the void, as if descending into the present world from the ancient dust.
The newcomer was as imposing as a mountain, tall and robust, even more so than an ordinary giant. He wore a dark purple, ancient royal robe that was wide and imposing, with dark gold ancient patterns embroidered on the edges of the robe, which floated quietly in the wind.
Her long, jet-black hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall, reaching her waist and hips, with wisps of a chilling, menacing aura swirling within the strands.
His face was sharply defined, with sword-like eyebrows that reached his temples. His eyes were deep and seemed to hold the ancient starry sky. The golden light in his eyes was piercing as they opened and closed. He had an imposing presence without being angry, and possessed the majestic and domineering appearance of a tyrant looking down on the world.
At first glance, it exudes an unparalleled aura of power that can uproot mountains and overwhelm the world, surpassing all heroes throughout history.
The moment he landed, the mountains trembled, the rivers surged, and the earth's layers began to crack.
He did not recklessly unleash his power; with only his innate kingly aura, he suppressed the wind and clouds, causing them to freeze in place.
"this……"
Upon seeing the newcomer, all the powerful figures in the Heavenly Realm suddenly shrank their pupils and were horrified into silence.
What's even more terrifying is that this wasn't the end. After this supreme expert appeared, six more figures followed.
Although these six figures were not as powerful as the first one to appear, they were not far behind.
Seven figures traversed the nine heavens, standing atop the shattered sky, overlooking the vast six realms.
The moment he saw the seven figures clearly, an old god-emperor who had lived for a long time in the celestial realm trembled violently, his beard and hair stood on end, his pupils shrank sharply, and his face was filled with disbelief, his tone filled with fear and despair:
"These are... the Seven Ancient Kings!!"
The moment those words fell, the six realms fell silent, followed by boundless panic!
The Seven Ancient Kings—these are terrifying and infamous names that have resounded throughout the ages!
That was the supreme overlord of the ancient times, buried in the dust of time!
These seven once swept across the six realms, slaughtered all the heavens, and suppressed all races so much that they could not raise their heads!
After the ancient war ended, the seven kings disappeared without a trace. Everyone thought they had perished in the long river of time. Unexpectedly, they lived to this day and reappeared.
What's most despairing is that all seven ancient kings are at the Heavenly Rank!
In this world, both the mortal realm and the celestial realm have withered and lost their lineage over the years, and there is no longer a single celestial-level powerhouse alive.
The strongest being in the Heavenly Realm today is only at the peak of the God Emperor realm; no one has yet reached the legendary Heavenly Rank barrier.
The opposing side had seven Heavenly Rank Overlords descending upon the world simultaneously, while Fang Lingzun was already at the top.
Zero Venerable versus Seven Venerable—this wasn't a battle, it was a complete and utter crushing defeat.
Whether they were gods and immortals from the Eastern Heavenly Realm or angels and demons from the Western Heavenly Realm, their faces turned completely pale at this moment.
Some god-kings dropped their weapons to the ground without even noticing, while some holy angels felt their legs go weak.
"Seven Celestial Rank cultivators? We don't have a single one. How are we supposed to fight?"
"It's over...it's completely over..."
Despair spread like a plague; no one believed they could win, and no one believed there was still hope.
The peerless duo, Xiao Yu and Chen Bei, who were invincible in the eyes of the world and swept across the East and West, were as insignificant as ants and dust in front of the seven ancient Heavenly Kings.
Above the sky, seven supreme figures, each with a different aura, possessed terrifying power capable of overturning the universe.
The first figure to appear in the center was none other than the leader of the Seven Kings—Xiang Yu, the King of Chu.
He wielded a mighty halberd, which he once shattered the Milky Way in ancient times, fought fiercely against the heavens, and whose fame resounded throughout the ages.
The first one on the left is Mo Qi, the most bloodthirsty and infamous of the seven.
He was clad in a jet-black demonic robe, surrounded by endless death energy and vengeful spirits. His face was cold and indifferent, his eyes filled with deathly stillness and darkness, devoid of any emotional fluctuation.
He carried an ancient, jet-black longsword on his back, which was none other than his peerless divine weapon—the Despair Demon Blade.
The blade is engraved with patterns of countless vengeful spirits, and it has been stained with the blood of countless powerful beings from ancient times.
This ruthless and infamous man spent his life in endless battles and slaughter. He was a cold-blooded, ruthless, and taciturn warrior.
The remaining five kings each possessed a majestic presence, some exuding an ancient and profound aura, others bearing the marks of heaven and earth.
Some are shrouded in black mist, their aura deep and unfathomable; others are covered in bone armor, exuding a terrifying aura. Each of them is an invincible overlord who has fought his way out of ancient mountains of corpses and seas of blood, with unfathomable depths of knowledge.
Faced with the Seven Ancient Kings, no powerful figure in the Heavenly Realm dared to step forward.
Faced with such a desperate scene, two figures soared into the sky, confronting the invincible Seven Ancient Kings.
It was Chen Bei and Xiao Yu. After many years, the two were no longer the same people they used to be.
Chen Bei's long, two-tone hair, both divine and demonic, danced wildly in the wind. He unleashed his full battle power, with divine and demonic forces intertwining around him, and there was not a trace of retreat in his eyes.
He has come a long way from the seal of the useless, treading through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, venturing into the heavens and entering hell, searching for his father and seeking the Dao, and deciphering the ancient chess game. He has long since developed an unyielding spirit.
Even if seven ancient overlords of the Heavenly Rank were ahead of him, he would not retreat even half a step. Behind him lay the entire human world, the Great Dao he upheld, and his unwavering conviction.
Xiao Yu's body was enveloped in a resonance of ice and fire, with the strange fire burning fiercely and the strange water flowing gently, water and fire working together, and his fighting spirit boiling.
He seized fire across the vast desert, quelled the internal strife of the snake clan, traversed the western continent, and ascended to the title of Flame Lord.
He defied fate at every step, and all his skills were honed through life-and-death battles and painstaking training.
Therefore, even when faced with formidable enemies and dire straits, Xiao Yu remained proud and unyielding, never bowing his head.
The two stood side by side, two peerless heroes, facing the eternally malevolent god.
However, both of them looked at the seven ancient kings in front of them with extremely solemn expressions and their minds were on edge.
The two knew perfectly well that this was the most desperate situation they had ever faced in their lives, and that the slightest mistake would result in the complete annihilation of their souls and bodies.
Above the heavens, the King of Chu calmly swept his gaze across the vast mortal realm, overlooking this broken and desolate world. His voice, like a resounding bell, echoed throughout the six realms, his tone filled with endless sighs and lamentations:
"This realm was once the cradle of countless powerful beings throughout history. In the ancient times, it was incredibly prosperous and flourishing, with countless celestial beings emerging and gods and demons standing tall. It was a time of unparalleled glory and splendor."
"But I never imagined that after countless ages, the splendor would fade away and it would wither to this state. In this vast First Realm, there is not a single true Heavenly Rank expert to guard it. How tragic and lamentable."