204: Chapter 204 Nine Emperors Break Through the Void

The one-month deadline arrived in the blink of an eye. Outside the main gate of the Soul Realm, at the Void Ferry.

On this day, the black mist that had lingered over the Soul Realm for ten thousand years was torn apart by the combined might of nine Emperor Realm powers, revealing a sky cleansed and polished to a mirror-like clarity by Source Qi.

The elites of the three clans had long since formed up at the Void Ferry; tens of thousands of figures covered the entire plaza like a dark tide, while battle flags snapped and fluttered in the morning breeze.

The black phalanx of the Soul Clan stood in the center, with the gold phalanx of the Gu Clan and the purple phalanx of the Void Ancient Dragon on either side; the three-colored flags billowed in the wind like waves.

Tens of thousands of people stood in absolute silence, save for the low, mournful whistling of the wind as it swept past the flagpoles.

Nine auras of Emperor status rose simultaneously from the direction of the main hall, and nine Emperor Realm powerhouses strode through the air side by side.

Hun Feng had changed into a black battle robe with dark patterns today, his long hair tied up with a jade crown. He held a battle spear formed from the Heaven-Slaying Flame diagonally in his hand, and nine rings of flame spread out behind him like wings.

Hun Tiandi and Void Swallowing Flame stood on his left and right, followed closely by Gu Yuan and Hun Qinger, and behind them were Medusa, Yao Yao, Gu Xun'er, Xiao Yi Xian, and Zi Yan.

The nine Emperor Realm experts stood in a row, the subtle, pervasive pressure causing the tens of thousands of elites in the plaza to hold their breath in unison.

Yun Yun and Cao Ying stood at the very front of the Soul Clan phalanx with their seven daughters. Hun Muxiao stood beside them with the blood abyss sword on her back; her aura as a Six-Star Dou Sheng stood out among her peers like a crane in a flock of chickens, and her peach-blossom eyes, fixed upon the plane barrier about to be torn open in the sky, were filled with a restless, eager light.

Feng Tianyu of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan, Yan Jin of the Yan Clan, Lei Ying of the Lei Clan, as well as the Four Demon Saints, Soul Mie Sheng, Hun Qian, and others stood further away; today, they were the ones seeing them off, and also the ones staying behind.

Hun Feng looked down at the land beneath his feet, which carried countless memories. From the ambush of Xiao Yan in the Corpse Burial Mountain Range years ago, to clearing the field with domineering force in the Demon Flame Space, from being publicly jilted at the Ancient Emperor Hall, to being crowned Emperor at Duanhun Cliff.

Here, he had gained six wives, raised seven daughters, annihilated the Medicine Clan, pacified the Void Ancient Dragon, subdued the Heavenly Demon Phoenix, and pushed the Soul Clan from being one of the Ancient Eight Clans to the position of ruler of the continent. He had killed many people here, and saved many as well. Here, he had transformed from Ye Bufan into Hun Feng, from a corporate slave into Emperor Shitian. Now, he was leaving this land.

"Set off." His voice was not loud, yet it clearly reached every corner of the Void Ferry.

The nine Emperor Realm experts struck simultaneously, their nine auras converging into a heaven-destroying, earth-shattering torrent that crashed into the sky.

The plane barrier that Hun Feng and Hun Tiandi had once torn open together split apart once more, revealing a massive fissure. Deep within the fissure lay endless darkness and chaos, and spatial turbulence poured out from the opening like violent blades, tearing the surrounding clouds to shreds.

Medusa stepped into the rift first, a phantasm of the Nine-Colored Sky Swallowing Python spreading out behind her like a barrier that blotted out the sky, enveloping the tens of thousands of Soul Clan elites behind her.

Yao Yao followed closely behind, her blood-red baleful energy condensing into a solid barrier. Gu Xun'er's Golden Emperor Sky Burning Flame transformed into a sky-filling curtain of golden fire, Xiao Yi Xian's Woeful Poison Qi spread silently, Zi Yan's Dragon Phoenix power turned into a massive golden dragon circling above the Void Ancient Dragon clansmen, Gu Yuan and Hun Tiandi joined forces to set up a dual Emperor Qi barrier, and Void Swallowing Flame's black flames formed the final line of defense on the perimeter.

Hun Qinger walked at the very end, her Ice Soul Dou Qi freezing the spatial turbulence that drifted in, turning it into a flurry of ice crystals that fell with a rustling sound.

In the plane channel, there was no time and no direction, only endless darkness and spatial turbulence capable of tearing apart any living being below the Emperor Realm.

The elites of the three clans were protected in the center by the nine Emperor Realm experts. The Emperor Qi barrier trembled incessantly under the frenzied assault of the spatial turbulence, and each tremor caused the hearts of those clansmen who had not reached the Emperor Realm to tighten.

Hun Feng walked at the very front, the Law of Space spreading beneath his feet to fold the violent spatial turbulence layer by layer, while the Law of Time silently enveloped them, isolating the chaotic power within the channel that was strong enough to distort perception.

The Heaven-Slaying Flame battle spear in his hand thrust out continuously, each strike blasting the densest spatial turbulence ahead into nothingness. Those clansmen below the Emperor Realm were shielded tightly by the Emperor Qi barrier, and occasionally, a few wisps of spatial turbulence that penetrated the gaps were casually frozen into ice crystals by Hun Qinger.

It was unknown how much time had passed when a blinding light finally shone at the end of the channel. Hun Feng let out a sharp cry, thrusting his Heaven-Slaying Flame battle spear forward with force, and shattered the final spatial barrier.

The world spun. Everyone fell onto a strange land almost simultaneously.

Hun Feng was the first to steady himself, holding his Heaven-Slaying Flame battle spear horizontally before him, his Emperor Realm Soul spreading out.

The Emperor Realm powerhouses behind him quickly formed a formation, protecting the clansmen who had not yet recovered from the dizziness of space travel in the center. Then, everyone froze.

The sky was too high. The firmament of this land was countless times more vast than that of the Fighting Qi Continent, so high that one standing on the ground would have the illusion of being as small as dust.

In the distance, layers of mountain ranges stretched to the horizon, each peak several times more majestic than the highest peak of the Soul Realm.

The earth beneath their feet was as hard as iron, and the spiritual energy contained within the soil was so dense it was almost tangible; with every breath, one could feel that immense energy surging along their meridians into their Dantian.

A massive city sat upon the plains surrounded by mountains, its walls hundreds of zhang high, and the buildings within were densely packed, each one exuding an ancient and powerful aura.

"This concentration of spiritual energy—" Yao Yao spread her palm, and blood-attribute Dou Qi automatically condensed in her palm, several times faster than it had been on the Fighting Qi Continent. Her peach-blossom eyes churned with an expression of disbelief. "Cultivating here for one year is equivalent to ten years on the Fighting Qi Continent."

Hun Tiandi stood with his hands behind his back, his Emperor Realm Soul spreading out to sense the vastness and profoundness of this world. He had lived for thousands of years, and this was the first time he had stood on land outside the Fighting Qi Continent.

He took a deep breath and turned to look at Hun Feng. "Feng'er, this is the Great Thousand World."

Hun Feng nodded. He could feel that there were countless auras in this world that were powerful enough to make one's heart palpitate, each one far surpassing a Nine-Star Dou Sheng, and among them were not a few Spirit Grade Heavenly Sovereigns of the same level as him, and even terrifying existences far beyond the Spirit Grade.

This world was more vast, and more dangerous, than he had imagined. Everyone looked at him, waiting for his command.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth as he tapped his Heaven-Slaying Flame battle spear against the ground, the shaft sinking half an inch into the iron-hard soil. "Let's go. Enter the city first." He paused, looking up towards the direction of the majestic city. "Great Thousand World—we have arrived."