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This group of extreme emperors must be cool.
At this moment, many powerful figures from renowned worlds sneered coldly at the arrogance of the Shrouding the Heavens world. These ignorant fools have no idea what kind of terrifying existence they've provoked. Those with insight, the true apex beings who recognized Shen Lian's identity, chose silence in the Jinbang comment area. Instead, they watched calmly, their expressions unreadable.
Earth.
Earth was staying low-profile now. When the rankings of the heavens and realms first appeared, Earth still held on to a shred of disbelief. But as each new entry proved more overpowering than the last, Earth quickly withdrew into a quiet corner of the multiverse, trembling and keeping its head down, watching the true giants emerge and take their place.
Damn it.
This is a world where beings casually pluck stars from the sky, shatter moons, and with a single stomp, collapse star fields. How is anyone supposed to compete with that? There's just no way.
Qingshui City, flat-roof villa.
At this moment, silence reigned across the world beneath the moon's faint glow. A quiet mountain breeze occasionally rustled through the trees, carrying with it the gentle croak of frogs, floating down from the summit.
"Grandma, why don't you go in first? It's windy tonight. You'll catch a cold." Shen Shaojie gently took a windbreaker from the servant and draped it over Shen Qingqing's shoulders.
"Cough cough… alright." Shen Qingqing didn't resist. She withdrew her gaze from the sky screen displaying the rankings of the heavens and turned slowly, preparing to head back to her room.
Suddenly.
Just as she turned, a flash of light caught her eye in the comment area. A brilliant line of text appeared—
The emperor should not be like this. You are not worthy of being an emperor. I will personally come and strip you of all imperial power. —Emperor Lian
Shen Qingqing stood frozen, as if struck by lightning. Her aged eyes locked onto the dazzling name — Emperor Lian.
"Grandma, what's wrong…?" Shen Shaojie asked curiously, but before he could finish—
"Silence!" Shen Qingqing snapped sternly, her rare sharp tone silencing her grandson. Her gaze remained fixed on the name. In those old, turbid eyes, light began to reappear.
The deepest memories of her heart resurfaced.
"Old lady, don't worry. His Majesty Liandi is unrivaled in his world. No one dares to touch him."
That day, in Shen Man's hospital ward, she had personally heard the words spoken by the powerful figure who arrived with her uncle and grandfather. His voice was cheerful, strong, and filled with pride.
Liandi.
She had remembered that name all her life.
Now, Shen Qingqing's memories surged forth. Every frame of that distant day reappeared clearly in her mind.
As Shen Qingqing was lost in recollection, a soft voice broke the silence.
"…Grandma, are you alright?"
Snapping back to reality, she looked over and saw Shen Shaojie's worried expression.
"It's nothing. I was just thinking of some fond memories," Shen Qingqing said with a gentle smile.
Shen Shaojie sighed in relief, afraid he had upset her.
"Then Grandma, shall we head back to the room now?"
Shen Qingqing looked up again at the ranking screen and said softly, "If you're cold, you can go in first. I'll stay and watch a little longer."
Hearing this, Shen Shaojie was startled, then quickly responded, "Grandma, I'm still young and strong. I'm not afraid of a little cold. Since you want to watch, I'll stay with you."
He gestured to a servant behind him to prepare a fire. Soon, a stove was burning beside them, and Shen Qingqing and Shen Shaojie sat together, eyes fixed on the heavenly rankings.
The soft glow of the flames cast light upon Shen Qingqing's face, highlighting the lines and stories of age etched into her features.
"Grandma, you always said Great-Grandfather was a being like an immortal on the list. Then why didn't he give Great-Grandmother a longer life? He only let her live to sixty. With his abilities, couldn't he have made her immortal?"
Shen Shaojie asked while poking at the embers.
Shen Qingqing smiled softly.
"I didn't understand back then either. But as I grew older and reached this age, I finally came to realize the answer."
She paused, then turned to Shen Shaojie with deep emotion in her voice.
"Xiaojie, the beauty of life isn't in how long it lasts, but in how rich and full it is."
"Full?" Shen Shaojie blinked, confused.
Shen Qingqing nodded, her voice calm.
"Yes. Life is like a train journey. Birth is the departure station. Death is simply a long loop of the track, where the journey ends and returns to where it began. What matters most is how that journey unfolds. Some people experience a path full of color, hardship, joy, and sorrow. Others wander aimlessly. It all depends on how you choose to live."
People are greedy for life and afraid of death, but what they truly fear is not death itself—it's the unwillingness to part from the world, the emotional ties that bind them to it.
Think about it. If you were truly immortal, watching your relatives and friends wither away one by one until you lift your head and realize you have no one left in the world—what meaning would life still hold?
Think about being on a train completing the journey of your life, but slowly, one by one, everyone else gets off. Eventually, you're the only one left, and that train never stops. How would that feel?
Shen Shaojie couldn't understand most of Shen Qingqing's words.
But he understood the last one clearly.
He pictured himself sitting alone on a never-ending train, no one else aboard.
In that moment, fear crept in and pierced his heart.
"Grandma, I understand."
Shen Qingqing smiled gently, reached out and touched Shen Shaojie's head, then lifted her gaze once more to the ranking of the heavens and myriad worlds. Her smile remained kind.
"All beings under heaven should do what they are born to do. The most beautiful part of life lies in the seasons it brings, each segment of years ranked and filled with its own meaning."
"Immortality is not a blessing—it is the cruelest punishment."
"Xiaojie, look closely. You might be about to see your great-grandfather."
Shen Shaojie's expression changed drastically. He quickly looked toward the rankings across the myriad worlds.
At that same moment—
In the universal realm.
At the summit of Daluo Divine Mountain, a massive eye-shaped vortex slowly opened.
"Your Majesty, I'll go too!"
Seeing Shen Lian about to leave, Xuan Ba stood up quickly and declared.
"You're coming as well?"
Shen Lian turned his head, raised an eyebrow at Xuan Ba, then nodded. "Fine."
In the next instant, Shen Lian and Xuan Ba stepped into the inter-world portal together, disappearing into the vortex that linked the heavens and realms.
Inside the interdimensional tunnel, Xuan Ba burst into laughter.
"That big black dog, right? He punched me, didn't he? Hahaha, just wait—my lord is coming now!"
Within the world of Shrouding the Heavens—
"Void Mahamudra!"
"Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist!"
"Nine Slashes of the Demon Emperor!"
Across the vast starry sky, Ye Heishou, the wielder of the ancient Sacred Body, shouted loudly as he fought an emperor of the Jade Emperor Realm!
Every strike was like driving a golden chariot, shattering the void.
Around him, the golden Sea of Bitterness, the Chaos Green Lotus, the Life and Death Map of Yin and Yang, and the Nine Heavens of the Immortal King continuously rotated, manifesting endless visions that echoed with the roar of the Dao.
But it was useless.
Under the encirclement of the Jade Emperor Realm, Ye Heishou's golden Sacred Body bled profusely, staining the starry sky. His body was nearly shattered by the overwhelming power of the emperor.
"Secret of Battle Words!"
"All forbidden arts!"
"God Performs Divine Magic!"
Elsewhere, the black-robed God King Jiang Buxu was also locked in battle with multiple extreme emperors.
He unleashed every divine secret, every forbidden technique, hurling the battlefield into primal chaos as he clashed against the Supreme Emperor Realm.
"Hahaha! It's pointless. If you haven't ascended as a true Great Emperor, then you don't understand the emperor's laws. Everything beneath is just ants."
Emperor Guang An and Emperor Ai Tian sneered coldly. Ye Heishou and Jiang Buxu were coughing blood and had been beaten back.
If the real Hengyu Great Emperor had revived, they might have hesitated.
But a mere black-robed God King like Jiang Buxu, no matter how astonishing his talents, was nothing in their eyes.
"An ancient Sacred Body and a divine body from the Eastern Wasteland—if I devour both of you, I'll gain at least thirty percent more power. My position on the Immortal Ascension Road will be secured."
As the Emperor of Light and Darkness raised a finger, chains of laws and cosmic order twined outward and pierced through Jiang Buxu's body.
The next moment, the emperor reached forward.
Blood energy flowed rapidly from the black-robed God King through the chains into the Emperor of Light and Darkness.
Jiang Buxu weakened visibly, his previously powerful frame beginning to wither.
"Not good! Senior Jiang is in danger!"
Ye Heishou's face changed as he tried to rush to the rescue.
"Did this seat give you permission to move?"
The Emperor Abandoned showed no expression and slapped forward.
The Great Emperor's power surged out. Sun, moon, and stars disintegrated into powder. In the boundless cosmos, millions of miles of void shattered under his palm.
Ye Heishou coughed up blood instantly. His entire body was flung backward like a torn sack and crashed into a planet, cracking it on impact.
"Die!"
In the next moment, both the Emperor Abandoned and the Emperor of Light and Darkness attacked together, aiming to finish off Ye Heishou and Jiang Buxu!
"Ye Heishou!"
"God King!"
The disciples of the Jiang clan and Ye Heishou's companions were horrified.
BOOM!
At that instant, the world itself shifted.
High above the starry cosmos, a massive black hole vortex slowly formed.
Instantly—
The two emperors, who were about to deliver the finishing blow, suddenly froze. They both sensed a celestial presence descending from above.
It was as though they stood at the base of the sky itself, gazing up at a great roc soaring overhead, just as they had in their earliest days of cultivation.
Their raised palms were halted mid-air by an invisible force they couldn't resist.
Cold sweat beaded across their foreheads.
At the same time, the two emperors, Ye Heishou, Jiang Buxu, the black dog Pang Wang, the Jiang clan disciples—everyone turned their gaze toward the black vortex in the sky.
Within countless gazes—
Two figures slowly emerged from the black hole vortex.
At the front was a man in a black imperial robe, gold thread embroidery depicting the divine bird Xuan perched on his cuffs and hem.
His black eyes and black hair showed no emotion—neither joy nor anger—but a single glance from him carried the crushing pressure of all antiquity.
A step behind him stood a burly old man, shirtless, with flowing white hair.
This man's life force and blood energy surged so powerfully that it formed a furnace, a blood pillar reaching into the heavens, casting red light over all creation.
A destructive aura unconsciously radiated from him, making it difficult to breathe.
"You… who are you?"
The Emperor of Light and Darkness and the Emperor Abandoned looked at the two new arrivals. Their Great Emperor instincts screamed in alarm.
"You said to let this emperor cross the border, didn't you? Well then—this emperor has come as you wished."
Shen Lian gazed at them coldly and replied in a voice devoid of emotion.
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