47: The Supreme Leader of the Forbidden Zone is plotting!

Heavenly Court

Wushi Great Emperor sat high upon the imperial throne carved from a single piece of Chaos Immortal Source, calmly looking down at the scene below.

His gaze was as deep as the Universe, as if he could see through the past, present, and future; in his eyes, all things were but lines on his palm, clearly visible.

Within the great hall, top figures from all across the Universe had gathered.

Holy Lords of the Human Race, royal clans of the Myriad Ancient Races, and even several messengers from the Life Forbidden Zones with unfathomable auras stood with their heads bowed respectfully, not even daring to breathe loudly.

The entire hall was solemn and majestic, with only Immortal Qi flowing and the harmonious sound of the Great Dao echoing incessantly, making the figure on the imperial throne appear even more towering, as if he were the sole Dominator of this Universe and its eternal center.

Wushi Great Emperor ignored the crowd below; his gaze seemed to penetrate the dome of the Hall of Miraculous Mist and endless time and space, looking toward the long-shattered path to immortality and the "world cauldron" still slowly operating within the cracks of the Universe.

Establishing the Heavenly Court and integrating the power of the Universe was only the first step.

He needed a stable rear base and countless hands to gather resources, explore ancient ruins, and search for traces of the Emperor Lord and the Immortal Domain.

His true enemy had never been these so-called Supremes and royal clans kneeling at his feet, but rather the remnant soul of the Emperor Lord who plotted to refine two worlds to achieve the status of an Immortal King.

It was the mastermind who might exist above the Immortal Domain, the one who shattered the Immortal Ancient era.

His declaration spread to every corner of the Universe through the Imprint of the Heavenly Heart; the Big Dipper Star Field, this ancient land that had once been turbulent, was plunged into an unprecedented shock.

The various Holy Lands and aristocratic families of the Human Race were in a state of jubilation.

In the Jiang Family, the deity of the hengyu furnace revived, its blazing divine fire almost breaking through the divine domain, illuminating the entire Eastern Wasteland.

"Good! What a magnificent reconstruction of the Heavenly Court! Fellow Daoist Wushi's move has established an immortal foundation for my Human Race for ten thousand generations! Our Human Race can finally stand tall and proud at the Peak of the myriad races!"

In the Yaochi Holy Land, the empress pagoda shed hundreds of millions of strands of immortal light, enveloping the entire Yaochi like a waterfall.

The deity of the empress pagoda let out a sigh of relief, as if seeing the prosperous age the Empress of the West had once hoped for—where the Human Race lived in peace and was free from the interference of darkness—being personally created by her own son at this moment.

Countless Human Race Cultivators rushed out of their Immortal Caves, howling at the sky with tears in their eyes.

They felt the haze that had weighed on their heads for countless ages—the threat of the Dark Turmoil—being completely dispelled at this moment.

"Long live Wushi Heavenly Emperor!"

"The Heavenly Court shall be established; the Human Race shall flourish!"

The mountain-shaking and ocean-surging shouts converged into a majestic Power Of Faith, crossing the galaxy and surging toward the Supreme Heavenly Court just established at the center of the Universe, making those immortal palaces and divine towers even more solid and sacred.

In stark contrast to the Human Race's joy, the Myriad Ancient Races fell into a deathly silence and panic.

Ten Thousand Dragon Nest, Fire Qilin Cave, Blood Phoenix Mountain... these once-arrogant royal clans now kept their mountain gates tightly shut, and all the experts within the clans were trembling.

Wushi Great Emperor's prestige was too overwhelming; he had not only suppressed the forbidden zones but was also set on establishing an order to govern the Universe. In this order, where would these former rulers go?

However, those truly caught in a mental struggle were the Ancient Supremes lingering in the Life Forbidden Zones... In the deepest part of the Primordial Beginning Ancient Mine, a place shrouded in purple mist, several blurry and ancient Divine Thoughts silently collided and intertwined in the void.

"The Heavenly Court... he actually rebuilt the Heavenly Court... his ambition is far more than just suppressing an era!" An old and wary Divine Thought fluctuated; it was the voice of the Ten Thousand Dragon Emperor.

He had just snatched some scraps from the ruins of the Immortal Tomb and hadn't even had time to digest them before being unsettled by this shocking news.

"What does he want to do? Follow the path of the Emperor Lord? The Emperor Lord established the Heavenly Court back then to lead the entire sect to ascend as immortals and refine the two worlds. Wushi... what does he want to do?" The Divine Thought of the Lord of the Divine Ruins was cold and sharp, filled with suspicion.

"Hmph, who cares what he wants to do!" An even more ancient Divine Thought, carrying a heavy Death Qi, came from the direction of the Underworld, filled with disdain and arrogance. "He is, after all, just a Great Emperor, not a True Immortal! Since ancient times, how many brilliant Great Emperors have eventually turned into a handful of yellow soil? No matter how strong Wushi is, can he reverse life and death?"

This Divine Thought represented the most traditional and helpless strategy of the Supremes of the forbidden zones—outlasting him!

"Indeed!"

Another Supreme immediately agreed.

"No matter how strong he is, he cannot knock open the immortal gate. The path to immortality is broken; this is the eternal conclusion! As long as we continue to seal ourselves and remain dormant, we will eventually wait until the day his blood vitality withers and he passes away! A Great Emperor's lifespan is only ten or twenty thousand years, which to us is merely the time of a single sleep."

"When he reaches his later years and his blood vitality declines, unable to maintain his Peak combat strength, at that time, this Universe will still be our hunting ground! The Heavenly Court he established and the golden age he created will be but a fleeting moment, eventually becoming the nourishment for us to restore our imperial lives!"

This thought calmed the hearts of many Supremes.

Yes, they were the masters of darkness, the darlings of time; what they were best at was waiting.

Waiting for heroes to fall, waiting for the strong to grow old.

Although Wushi was strong, he would ultimately be cut down by the sharpest blade of all: time.

However, just then, a faint Divine Thought came from the survivors of the Immortal Tomb, carrying a hint of despair and mockery.

"Outlast him? How can you outlast him? Have you forgotten... his sister!"

Boom!!!

These words exploded like a bolt of Chaos divine lightning deep within the Divine Souls of all the Supremes!

The Ruthless Great Emperor!

That woman, dressed in snow-white, peerless and elegant, who stepped into the Mortal World Immortal Domain by her own strength!

All the Supremes fell silent; a chill deeper than when they faced Wushi's imperial prestige spread from the depths of their Dao Hearts.

"A Mortal World Immortal... she... she did not enter the Immortal Domain, yet in this broken world, she lived for more than one lifetime and achieved the status of the Immortal Dao..." The Ten Thousand Dragon Emperor's voice was trembling.

"Her path is one we cannot walk..." the Lord of the Divine Ruins muttered to himself, recalling what Wushi Great Emperor had once said about that path filled with longing, waiting, and persistence, a Dao belonging only to the Ruthless One.

"But the problem is!" the Divine Thought of the Supreme from the Immortal Tomb suddenly became sharp. "Just because we cannot walk her path doesn't mean Wushi can't! Who is he? The Innate Sacred Body of the Dao Embryo! One of the strongest Physiques since ancient times, he Attained the Dao in five hundred years, with combat strength unparalleled throughout history! His talent and brilliance are only stronger, not weaker, than the Ruthless One's back then! What makes you think he cannot replicate his sister's path and also become an immortal in the Mortal World?!"

"Once he also becomes a Mortal World Immortal... what will that mean? It means he can possess nearly infinite lifespan! It means he will forever maintain his Peak combat strength! Tell me, how are you going to outlast him? Wait until the sky grows old and the earth decays? Wait until this entire Universe turns to dust?!"

These words were like a basin of ice water, extinguishing the last trace of hope in the hearts of all the Supremes.

Indeed, their greatest reliance was time. But if the enemy possessed a time even longer than theirs, what did they have left?