200: Chapter 200: I am willing to follow the young emperor to the top of the road!

The moment Bei Mingtian and the others died, outside the Emperor Road, Great Emperor Hei Ming seemed to sense something. His expression darkened, and he was slightly surprised, "Hm? Even Bei Mingtian has fallen? He entered with my Imperial Decree."

"Could something unexpected have happened? It shouldn't be. Although this Emperor Road is different from before, it shouldn't cause Bei Mingtian, who carried an Imperial Decree, to fall like this."

As for being killed by someone, that's even more impossible. With his Imperial Decree, who would have the ability to kill him?

While he was wondering, suddenly, a message from the other Great Emperors of his faction came to his mind: all the Prodigies of their camp had fallen!

Hearing this news, Great Emperor Hei Ming's face turned gloomy, and a surge of anger rose in his heart. "What a bunch of good-for-nothings!"

He turned his head to glance at the white-haired elder's side and saw no abnormalities, which startled him. "Could the nine Great Emperors and the Celestial Emperor fall into the opposing camp?"

If that were truly the case, then... Hei Ming's eyes narrowed, a hint of madness flashing within them. He sent a message to the several Great Emperors in his camp, saying, "Since those good-for-nothings failed, then let's go all out and advance the plan."

"No one knows the situation within the Emperor Road right now. To be safe, let's take complete control of the Emperor Alliance today!"

After Hei Ming finished speaking, he looked up at the golden Dao in the Void Realm, a cold sneer playing on his lips. "Heh, want to become a Great Emperor? In your next life!"

Now that all the people from his camp who entered the Emperor Road were dead, the Great Emperor and Celestial Emperor positions would inevitably appear in the opposing camp. Those little brats were all Jiang Xuan's subordinates.

If they became Great Emperors, then he, Hei Ming, would be completely finished. Therefore, these people must die. As for the future of the Human Race, what did that have to do with him? It wasn't as important as his own life.

Thinking of this, the cold light in Hei Ming's eyes grew stronger. "Don't blame me; blame yourselves for following the wrong person..." *Thump, thump, thump...*

In the Imperial Palace, a series of footsteps echoed.

"Hehe, ten years unseen, your progress is quite significant, isn't it? Not bad, you haven't disappointed this World Master."

Upon hearing this, everyone turned their heads to see an unfamiliar face slowly approaching from afar. With each step, his appearance and Aura gradually changed.

When Jiang Xuan's face was fully revealed before everyone, the surrounding air seemed to solidify, followed by bursts of cheers.

"Boss!"

"Lord...!"

"Cousin!"

Different titles, yet the same joy. Everyone stepped forward, their expressions ecstatic. Ten years had passed, and they once again saw that immortal, peerless figure in their hearts.

Sword One, who was usually cold-faced, rarely showed a faint smile, but he quickly hid it. Only his hand, tightly gripping the sword hilt, trembled uncontrollably.

Beside him, Man Dali was almost in tears, carrying his giant hammer and crying, "Boss, I missed you so much...!"

Although Desolate Heaven was also the boss, he still missed the boss in his current form.

Jiang Xuan went up and patted his shoulder, laughing, "Dali, if you cry any more, I'll tell everyone in the village about you crying."

Man Dali immediately covered his mouth upon hearing this, the tears in his eyes instantly disappearing. Then, he looked at Jiang Xuan with a pleading expression. He was invincible in the hearts of the children in the village, and he absolutely couldn't let them know he had cried.

Jiang Xuan scanned everyone's cultivation with his Divine Sense. Each one of them was at the Perfection of a Quasi-Emperor Cultivator, just one step away from becoming a Great Emperor.

Seeing their completely different Aura from ten years ago, a hint of admiration appeared in his eyes. He nodded and said, "Not bad. Now you are truly the Dao Children of each state. You have all forged your own paths, and this is what I want to see."

Hearing this, there was reverence in everyone's eyes. Although they were all Jiang Xuan's subordinates and followers, Jiang Xuan always treated them like brothers, without any restrictions, allowing them to forge their own Dao.

For them, Jiang Xuan's approval was the greatest motivation.

As he spoke, Jiang Xuan looked up at the ten Imperial Thrones ahead and smiled at everyone, "Gentlemen, ahead lies the pinnacle of the continent. Are you willing to go together?"

Everyone's expressions trembled, then they looked at each other, their eyes instantly filled with heroic spirit. They bowed in unison, cupping their fists, their voices shaking the universe! "We are willing to follow Young Emperor Jiang Xuan to the pinnacle of the Great Dao!"

"Good!"

Jiang Xuan shouted loudly, then turned sharply. With a wave of his large hand, purple light bloomed from his palm. He pointed his right hand towards the ten Imperial Thrones, and the purple light flew from his hand, instantly merging into the grooves of the Imperial Thrones.

"Rumble rumble..."

The Imperial Thrones suddenly emitted purple light, forming ten pillars of light. The light passed through the top of the Imperial Palace and reached the sky!

Jiang Xuan, with his back to the crowd, took the first step, walking towards the central Celestial Emperor's seat. Seeing this, the others nodded in unison, all taking a step, following closely behind him.

At the same time, outside, the world had already been turned upside down.

The entire Nine Provinces Continent continuously rumbled. Ten streaks of purple light shot up from the golden Emperor Road, forming a massive light screen at the top of the sky. Throughout the continent, both Mortals and Cultivators could see the scene at the end of the Emperor Road.

Everyone saw ten figures from behind, like peerless invincibles in the world, with their backs to all beings. Especially the one in the center, dressed in peerless white, his Aura shaking the universe, like the lord of all realms! He led a group of Prodigies slowly towards the Imperial Thrones.

The moment Jiang Xuan and the others turned and sat down, time in the entire world seemed to stop at that instant.

"This... that's Jiang Xuan!!!"

Countless Cultivators looked up, their mouths agape, their gazes fixed on the white-clad figure. The legends of Jiang Xuan reappeared in their minds.

"It's actually Young Emperor Jiang Xuan! He's not dead!"

"Hahaha! I knew it! How could the peerless Young Emperor die!" Countless admirers of Jiang Xuan laughed uproariously at this moment, their eyes filled with excitement and reverence. Many of them had cultivated to this point by listening to the legends of Jiang Xuan.

In the Central Emperor City of Shenzhou, at the entrance of the Emperor Road, the white-haired elder, Great Emperor Cang Xu, whose eyes were originally cloudy, now shone brightly. Looking at the white-clad figure in the light screen, he, as a Great Emperor, even had tears in his eyes. Then he sighed deeply, "Good, good. The hope of our Human Race is still alive..."

Then, he looked at the other figures, his eyes filled with satisfaction. "With you all, our Human Race, this old man can die without regrets."

On the other side, Great Emperor Hei Ming's face was so gloomy it looked like it could drip water. He suddenly looked at Gu Ni and the other man, transmitting, "Didn't you say Jiang Xuan was dead? Then who is this!"

Gu Ni's eyes also showed disbelief. "The Demon Race sent word, confirming that the little brat was dead. Could it be that we were all deceived by him, a feigned death?"

Hei Ming was furious, "Nonsense! If it wasn't a feigned death, could we still see him now?"

Damn it, a bunch of people who are more likely to ruin things than succeed. He finally understood how Bei Mingtian and the others died. With Jiang Xuan present, ten Bei Mingtians wouldn't be enough for him to kill.

His expression was grim as he looked at the ten figures seated on the Imperial Thrones. The killing intent in his heart could no longer be suppressed. Fortunately, he had made arrangements early.

Hei Ming's heart stirred, and a message was sent in all directions, "Act!"