Chapter 242: The Undying Underworld Emperor (Twenty-Three)

Time passed.
A new Great Emperor was born.
Many Great Emperors were born over millions of years.
But never before had an Emperor been so powerful, a Seventh-Level Emperor Tribulation Emperor, with astonishing talent.
"This era has actually given birth to such a powerful being..."
A prodigy murmured bitterly.
One person attained the Dao, suppressing everything.
Within the forbidden zones, ancient beings also felt a chill.
Since that earth-shattering battle, such a terrifying existence had never appeared.
It was as if it had suddenly appeared out of thin air.
Speaking of appearing out of thin air...
Just as Zhao Wuhen became an Emperor, preparing to reign supreme over the starry sky and sweep away everything,
suddenly, a withered arm tore open the curtain, as if it came from the other side of the universe.
Zhao Wuhen's heart skipped a beat.
The owner of that arm was merely a wisp of aura, yet it crushed star fields, and all Daos submitted.
"That's a Great Emperor who has survived the Seventh Tribulation!"
"There's actually someone willing to attack a Great Emperor at his peak?"
"Who is this? How can they be so terrifying!"
The owner of that hand actually dared to directly confront a Seventh Tribulation Great Emperor in the starry sky!
Zhao Wuhen faced the suddenly appearing aura with a solemn expression.
"It seems this universe isn't entirely useless."
That terrifying aura ignored the suppression of the Emperor's Dao, unleashing astonishing power, attempting to capture Zhao Wuhen directly.
But Zhao Wuhen was no pushover.
He manifested a supreme divine power not belonging to this world, showing no fear of the owner of that terrifying giant hand.
"You are indeed not from this world. Never before in history have such methods been used."
"Endless years have passed, and I have finally waited for you."
The owner of that terrifying giant hand sighed, yet felt boundless joy.
He had waited for countless years, seemingly only for this day.
"Who are you? Are you waiting for me?"
Zhao Wuhen raised his hand to strike the sky, his imperial might unparalleled. He was filled with doubt and shock; the mysterious being seemed to know his origins and seemed to be waiting for him.
The two shattered the starry sky. Zhao Wuhen fought his way to the edge of the abyss, where he found a withered body. It seemed to have survived a great battle and suffered severe injuries, yet it was still alive.
The ancient figure spoke.
"In a distant era, a being like you came to this place. He called all living beings 'natives,' unruly and rebellious, establishing a supreme heavenly court, seeking to transcend this realm."
Zhao Wuhen was startled.
Natives… Zhao Wuhen was certain that the ruler who established the heavenly court, as this mysterious being spoke of, came from beyond this realm, just like him.
"Did the supreme powerhouse who established the Heavenly Court ultimately succeed in transcending this realm?"
The ancient figure shook its head. "He didn't transcend. He died, his body was torn apart by all living beings, the Heavenly Court was destroyed, the Mythical Era ended, and other beings seized the opportunity to successfully transcend this realm."
Zhao Wuhen's heart sank.
"You want to kill me? Seeking the opportunity for transcendence?"
"You're courting death!"
Zhao Wuhen's killing intent was fully revealed. He had paid a great price to come to this universe, hoping for the chance to become an immortal. Now, someone actually wanted to seize the opportunity within him. Zhao Wuhen decided to hold back and directly confront the figure.
Within the Chaos Sea
Su Chen manifested from his Nirvana Body.
He...discovered the figure of his former nemesis, awakened from Nirvana.
"That's...that guy, the God Lord. He really didn't die."
In that battle, although he slew the Demon Lord of Tai Cang, both Su Chen and the God Lord were severely injured. The God Lord escaped by seizing the fragments of the Book of Death, while Su Chen seized the Demon Lord of Tai Cang's corpse and entered Nirvana, a process that lasted millions of years.
Su Chen didn't know his current state—whether his Nirvana was successful or failed... He was stronger than before, but hadn't undergone a qualitative change; something seemed to be missing, causing his ninth Nirvana to remain between success and failure.
Awakened by the battle, Su Chen's gaze traversed space, looking towards an unknown land beyond the starry sky. The God Lord was actually confronting and fighting a figure.
The aura emanating from the figure confronting the God Lord belonged to no era.
"Could it be that what the Shaman King said is true? This universe is just one corner, and countless universes like this exist beyond this world. Powerful forces send their successors to these universes to hone their skills, becoming emperors, fighting each other, seeking a glimmer of transcendence?"
The information Su Chen exchanged with the Shaman King was a shocking secret, enough to overturn everything. Su Chen himself was skeptical of this secret, but now it seems it might all be true.
The God Lord and Zhao Wuhen are locked in battle.
Su Chen makes his move.
A blade, stained with the blood of countless emperors and sovereigns throughout history, transforms into an unparalleled, deadly weapon, slashing across endless space.
Zhao Wuhen felt a sudden, terrifying aura and was instantly horrified: "How is this possible?"
That terrifying aura was even stronger than the formidable powerhouse he was currently fighting. How could such a terrifying existence still lurk in this universe? He was a Seven Tribulation Emperor... powerful enough to easily suppress the emperors and sovereigns of an entire universe throughout history. From the birth to the destruction of a universe, countless heroes throughout history have emerged, yet not a single Seven Tribulation Emperor has ever appeared.
The being he was fighting was already terrifying enough; even without the support of the world's power, they could still fight him to a draw. Now, suddenly, an even more terrifying being had appeared. This made Zhao Wuhen wonder if he had come to the wrong place.
The God Lord stared at the blade, equally horrified: "Undying Nether Emperor, you're still alive!"
In that battle, he was severely wounded. Only by studying the fragments of the Book of Death he had snatched from the Demon Lord of Tai Cang was he able to recover and live for millions of years. He had thought the Undying Nether Emperor, the first emperor of the Imperial Era, was dead... but now he was alive again, even more powerful!
Zhao Wuhen, severely injured, still wanted to escape. He used his great divine power to enter the River of Time, reversing the flow of time. He arrived at the end of time, only to see a young man in black robes sitting cross-legged, his chaotic aura surging, seemingly the greatest terror in the world.
Zhao Wuhen froze.
His eyes turned to despair and a bitter laugh. Countless timelines formed a cage, enveloping him. What kind of terrifying being was this, capable of manipulating time and reversing the ancient history of a universe?
The God Lord from the outside world, unwilling to give up the opportunity for transcendence, fought his way in.
Seeing an old acquaintance again, Su Chen, suppressing Zhao Wuhen, looked at the intruding God Lord and smiled faintly.
"God Lord, how have you been?"
A ghastly smile spread across the God Lord's withered face.
"Immortality, it really is you."
"Transcending the world brings immense terror. Why don't we join forces and transcend this realm together? Then we can support each other on the path to immortality."
Su Chen smiled.
"In this era, only one person can transcend."
He attacked the God Lord!