Had the Sovereign of Formlessness truly become the Strongest Emperor?
"The Sovereign of Formlessness has become the Strongest Emperor! We are saved!"
"Hahaha, so what if the Chaos Burial Ground is powerful? So what if it can bury an entire Era Epoch? If it can't break the seals, it's all the same."
The forces of the All Heavens laughed heartily. Even the complex expressions of the All Heavens Emperor Clans and Immortal Clans turned to relief. Although the human race's Sovereign of Formlessness had revived, at present, it was absolutely a great stroke of fortune, for the world was saved, and they would not be annihilated.
The side of the Chaos Burial Ground, however, was gloomy, their expressions extremely unpleasant.
Within the space-time of the four imperial tombs, the duel between the Heaven's Pride at the Divine King level had long since concluded, ending in a draw. Each had returned, neither able to gain the upper hand over the other.
Most importantly, the Sovereign of Formlessness's shocking revival had captured everyone's attention. Even these Heaven's Pride at the Divine King level had lost the heart to continue fighting.
Yet, whether it was these Heaven's Pride at the Divine King level or the other Emperor Sons and Daughters and Immortal Dao descendants, as they gazed upon that peerlessly majestic figure of the Sovereign of Formlessness, they felt not only shock in their hearts but also a profound bitterness and deep sorrow.
This was especially true for those who had lived in the Mythical Epoch. Their bitterness and sorrow far surpassed that of others.
Because the Sovereign of Formlessness had also once been a generation's greatest Heaven's Pride, the supreme Heaven's Pride of the Mythical Epoch. He had been of the same era as many of them. Some had even met him at the convergence of the Ultimate Ancient Path and the Supreme Ancient Path, and some had even battled him, being former rivals.
Yet, not long after, they had all been summoned back by their fathers and sealed away, to compete for the "Supreme" Immortal Fate of the Ten Heavens Ancient Path in this era.
In contrast, the Sovereign of Formlessness of that year had not chosen to be sealed until this era. Instead, he had forged ahead against the current, continuing to grow in the Mythical Epoch, single-handedly silencing the entire Ultimate Ancient Path with his might before returning in triumph.
Then, in the following years, he had ultimately grown to this step, surpassing them by far too much, long since standing at the very pinnacle of the pyramid, a figure that required the reverence of billions of living beings in the world.
Now, separated by an entire Era Epoch, meeting again, facing each other once more—even though they had emerged for many years and their cultivation was advancing by leaps and bounds, they were merely Divine Kings. Yet, that person who had once been in the same realm had long since become a figure who illuminated the entire Chaos Sea, possessing an invincible reputation that astounded the Emperors and Supreme Immortals of the All Heavens.
Even after an Era Epoch had passed, his mighty name was still widely circulated throughout the world.
And now, even his descendants, the inheritors of his lineage, had surpassed them, becoming the greatest obstacles in their path, with many Supreme Sons and Daughters having fallen as casualties.
Many of the Emperor Sons and Daughters and Immortal Dao descendants from the Mythical Epoch felt an indescribable sorrow.
Meeting again after all these years, yet it had come to such an outcome, requiring their former rival to come to their rescue.
They couldn't help but wonder: if they had not chosen to be sealed back then, if they had remained in the same era as the Sovereign of Formlessness, would they have become each other's greatest adversaries? Would they, like him, have become the strongest beneath the Emperors, or perhaps broken through the shackles to become another Supreme One, shaking the Chaos Sea with their might?
Or would they have returned to dust and earth, unable to break their limitations, gradually decaying over time after achieving the Ancient Sovereign realm?
Alas, there were never any 'what ifs' in this world.
The human side, including Ye Cangqiong, Shen Rong, Di Wuming, Di Wushuang, Nanhuang Imperial Maiden, and other Emperor Sons and Daughters, felt the same. They were all Emperor Sons and Daughters sealed by their father Supreme Ones in the Mythical Epoch. They had also encountered the Sovereign of Formlessness in his youth back then, and some had even crossed blows with him.
Parted for many years, their statuses now held a starkly opposite disparity.
They all felt somewhat bitter. Back then, they could address each other as 'Fellow Daoist,' but now it was difficult to open their mouths in such a manner.
Because the person they met again was not the same person from back then!
Boom—
On the River of Time, fragments of time danced. The Sovereign of Formlessness alone faced the two Imperial Dao Supreme beings from the Chaos Burial Ground. His entire body was wreathed in the brilliant golden light unique to the Battle Saint lineage, containing peerless, matchless domineering aura.
He wielded no divine weapon, relying solely on his indestructible Saint Body golden physique to wage war, to duel the Imperial Dao Supreme beings.
Boom—
He swung his saintly fist. The flesh of his fist was crystalline, his blood qi restrained within. Yet, with a casual strike, he could cause space-time to tremble, affecting the flow of the River of Time. This was the might of a Supreme One.
"Parted for another epoch, the Sovereign of Formlessness has also become a legend, and now he has even become the Strongest Emperor."
Ye Cangqiong also felt somewhat bitter.
But beside him, the Great Emperor Reincarnation Body voiced doubt: "Is this the combat power of the Strongest Emperor?"
The level of that battle was too high. Even Ye Chen could not judge whether the Sovereign of Formlessness was the Strongest Emperor, but he faintly sensed that he was not.
Almost everyone looked towards the Golden Crow Great Emperor. Here, he was the most qualified to judge the Sovereign of Formlessness's realm, for he had once been a true Ancient Great Emperor. No one could surpass his understanding of the Supreme domain.
The Golden Crow Great Emperor's gaze focused slightly. After pondering for a moment, he slowly said, "No, Fellow Daoist Wuxiang is not the Strongest Emperor. He is not even considered a Great Emperor yet."
Upon hearing this, everyone was shaken. The Sovereign of Formlessness could fight one against two, battling two Imperial Dao Supreme beings, yet he was not considered an Ancient Great Emperor? Then what was he?
Wasn't the Monarch realm the closest to the Emperor realm? Like the Half-Step Divine King relative to the Divine King, or the Quasi-Sovereign relative to the Sovereign, it was a realm only a step away.
Could it be that between Monarch and Emperor there existed an unknown level?
Everyone held their breath, as if touching upon an unknown mystery related to the direction of cultivation.
On the other side, Monarch Wushi also nodded in agreement. "That's right. Master is not yet an Emperor Supreme. But his strength is somewhat outrageously powerful. I suspect he might be even stronger than he was back then."
The Great World was shaken!
The Sovereign of Formlessness of that era had already been hailed as the number one beneath the Great Emperors, with rumors even saying he could battle Emperor Supreme beings. Now, without having stepped into the Emperor realm, he was actually even stronger?
On another side, Ye Chen and Qin Wushuang closely watched the Sovereign of Formlessness's movements, their eyes brilliant and blazing, capturing every action.
For no other reason than this: he was the invincible existence second only to the Battle Saint Ancestor within the Battle Saint lineage. His movements were not merely individual moves or postures; every single action was the ultimate evolution of the Battle Saint Art. It could provide infinite opportunities for those of the Battle Saint lineage, representing the strongest evolution of the Saint Method. Prolonged observation could yield boundless benefits!
Merely watching the Sovereign of Formlessness execute the Battle Saint Art, both of them felt the Saint Body origin within their bodies boiling, their Saint Body blood qi likewise, achieving a kind of resonance. Their comprehension of the Battle Saint Art grew increasingly profound.
The Battle Saint Art was an invincible technique created by the generation's Battle Saint Ancestor, containing the infinite mysteries comprehended by the Strongest Emperor. It was not a technique that could be learned in one go; that was merely the superficial thread on the surface.
The higher one's cultivation, the more one could perceive the infinite mysteries contained within the Battle Saint Art. It was not to be underestimated.
Crack—
The Sovereign of Formlessness made his move. Golden light inundated the River of Time, containing peerless battle intent. He actually did not fall behind at all when facing the Heavenly Emperor and the Slaughtering Demon Emperor.
Especially that human-shaped Suppressing Heaven Seal, which resembled him, was even more terrifying, as if it were a second Sovereign of Formlessness, possessing unparalleled martial will. It struck the Slaughtering Demon Emperor's imperial soul until it was sent flying, demonic light extinguished, causing numerous stars to fall.
If this were not the most mysterious space-time of the River of Time, but the vast Heavenly Emperor Realm instead, it would have been shattered.
The Heavenly Emperor let out a long roar, executing Supreme divine abilities, supremely powerful, boiling space-time, disintegrating the myriad domains of the All Heavens. But it was useless, blocked one by one by the Sovereign of Formlessness, who coldly stated, "Your strength is waning. You are about to fall from the Imperial Dao realm."
This battle had truly burned a vast amount of Faith Power. Even with the Faith Power accumulated throughout the ages of an entire Era Epoch, it was insufficient, because the power consumed in a Supreme Emperor battle was too terrifying.
After all, he was merely a divine avatar of the Chaos Burial Ground's Heavenly Emperor, not his true self, nor a true Imperial Dao Supreme being. Prolonged like this, the moment the Faith Power was completely burned, he would inevitably be directly suppressed and slain by the Sovereign of Formlessness.
The Heavenly Emperor's expression changed repeatedly, but he snorted coldly: "Even so, I am still an Imperial Dao Supreme being, while you are merely a lowly Monarch. Though powerful, you cannot change this fact. All beneath the Supreme are ants!"
The Heavenly Emperor's voice shook past, present, and future. He forcibly burned an even more immense amount of Faith Power, displaying the peerless divine might of an Imperial Dao Supreme being. Boundless curses also swept down.
These were Imperial Dao curses. Once attached, everything beneath the Supreme would be corroded.
Yet, the Sovereign of Formlessness's majestic body trembled slightly. Resplendent golden light steamed from him, like the most intense and domineering imperial flames, isolating all dark curses outside, directly incinerating them to nothing.
"Useless. No matter how vast your Faith Power is, it is insufficient to allow you to remain eternally in the Supreme realm. Perish!"
The Sovereign of Formlessness declared, his voice shaking the River of Time. His majestic body resonated with the River of Time. Boundless golden light contained Supreme-level mighty power, sweeping away everything. He struck until the Heavenly Emperor coughed blood, for too much Faith Power had been burned, causing his strength to decline.
The Heavenly Emperor was shocked: "Impossible! You are not yet a true Emperor Supreme. How can you be so powerful?"
Even though he relied on boundless Faith Power, he was still a true Imperial Dao Supreme being. Yet, his opponent was clearly not an Ancient Great Emperor, yet powerful to this extent, surpassing imagination, breaking the established rule.
Since ancient times, the Supreme were invincible. This was an inevitable rule, recognized by all in the Chaos Sea.
Otherwise, even if one reached the Monarch realm, only a step away from the Supreme, it was still a thousand miles apart, a world of difference, far from being a match.
Now, the appearance of the Sovereign of Formlessness had reversed this rule.
He seemed to have broken the shackles, possessing true peerless combat power comparable to the Supreme level.
The Sovereign of Formlessness's eyes blazed, releasing lightning-like radiance as he coldly shouted: "Who says the Supreme cannot be rivaled? So-called rules are meant to be broken—"
"Because I am the Sovereign of Formlessness!"