366: Chapter 367 The Strongest Tribulation in History: The Demi-Emperor of the Ancient Realm Descends!

One month later, at the Peak of Xuantian.

The former summit of Middle Heaven was now a sea of people.

From the foot of the mountain to the halfway point, billions of Cultivators gathered, packed densely, yet the silence was absolute.

Everyone was looking up.

The sky was no longer blue.

It was a bottomless vortex of Chaos, rotating slowly, silent and soundless.

There were no thunderclouds, no lightning; there were only countless phantoms of extinguished stars floating and shattering within the vortex, as if the apocalyptic scene of an ancient Universe had been forcibly condensed here.

The invisible pressure made it incredibly difficult for Cultivators below the Return to One Realm to even breathe.

At the mountain Peak, Gu Changsheng sat cross-legged, his white clothes like snow, his eyes tightly shut.

Beneath this apocalyptic firmament, he was as small as dust, yet he seemed to be the center of the entire world.

"Boom!"

There was no warning.

The vortex of Chaos suddenly accelerated, and three thousand Law divine chains, as thick as mountains, shot out from the depths of the vortex!

Each divine chain was entwined with a different aura of Law, some scorching like the burning sun, some icy cold like the Nine Serenities, and others sharp as divine metal.

They wove into an inescapable net, sealing off all space, carrying the destructive power capable of instantly locking down and grinding a Return to One Realm powerhouse into dust, and lashed fiercely at Gu Changsheng!

At the foot of the mountain, countless powerhouses turned pale with shock, their hearts nearly leaping out of their throats.

However, Gu Changsheng did not move.

He did not even lift his eyelids.

"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The deafening sound of metal clashing rang throughout the heavens and earth!

The three thousand Law divine chains lashed solidly against his Physical Body.

There was no blood, no broken bones or snapped tendons.

Gu Changsheng's white clothes shattered inch by inch, revealing a body beneath that looked as if it were cast from immortal divine metal; on his skin, there were only faint white marks that flashed and vanished.

He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze indifferent.

"Is that all?"

A whisper.

His bones and muscles resonated, and his body shook slightly.

"Crack... crack, crack!"

Those three thousand Law divine chains, capable of locking down gods and demons, actually shattered and broke into pieces under his slight tremor!

However, the tribulation had not ended.

The shattered Law divine chains did not dissipate but transformed into billions of wisps of black Qi.

The black Qi surged, condensing into ancient demonic shadows of various forms.

There were Primordial Heavenly Demons with three heads and six arms, and ancient deities with wings sprouting from their ribs—all formed from the unwilling resentment of supreme powerhouses who had fallen in the long river of time.

"Roar!!"

The billions of demonic shadows let out roars that shook the Divine Soul, transforming into a black torrent of death that engulfed Gu Changsheng from all directions.

This time, Gu Changsheng stood up.

He took a step forward, clenched his right fist, and threw a punch that appeared unremarkable.

There was no fluctuation of True Essence, no manifestation of Law.

There was only the power of the Physical Body, pure to the extreme, which directly turned the Void Realm in front of him into an absolute vacuum zone!

"Boom!!"

The tens of millions of demonic shadows in front could not even scream before they instantly evaporated into nothingness under this violent fist wind.

Gu Changsheng remained expressionless, took a step, and crashed directly into the black ocean composed of billions of demonic shadows.

Every part of his body turned into the most terrifying Sharp Weapon in the world.

With every punch thrown, swaths of demonic shadows disintegrated;

With every step taken, the earth trembled and the Void Realm groaned.

This was the most primitive, most barbaric slaughter.

Just as Gu Changsheng was fighting in a bath of blood, having torn apart nearly half of the billions of demonic shadows.

The vortex of Chaos changed again.

A phantom, vast, and boundless river projection, whose beginning and end could not be seen, washed down from the Nine Heavens!

The River of Time!

Wherever the river water passed, space twisted and all things withered; it intended to completely erase Gu Changsheng from the concept of "existence"!

"Hmph!"

Gu Changsheng let out a cold snort, neither dodging nor avoiding it, allowing the projection of the River of Time to swallow him.

In an instant, his figure became blurred.

At times he appeared as a youth, at others as a decrepit old man, and there were even a few moments when his body became semi-transparent, as if he were about to disappear completely in the next instant.

"Freeze... for me!"

Gu Changsheng let out a long roar toward the sky, his feet nailed firmly into the Void Realm as if they were stakes.

Enduring the scouring of the River of Time, he pushed the power of his blood and Qi to the limit and actually began to walk, moving against the current!

One step, two steps, three steps!

Every step taken felt as if he were fighting against the history of the entire world; his immortal Physical Body began to crack with fine bloodstains, which healed in an instant.

Overbearing! Peerless!

At the foot of the mountain, in the direction of the Imperial Capital.

"This... what kind of terrifying Emperor Tribulation is this!" The Old Flood Dragon's voice trembled.

"None of the Emperor Tribulations recorded in ancient books have ever been this absurd!"

Just then, Grand Marshal Gu Xuanqiong's pupils shrank violently.

"Not good!"

Because Gu Changsheng was battling the Emperor Tribulation, the Law of this world had developed unprecedented Chaos and incompleteness.

Above the Peak of Xuantian, within the endless Chaos, space was torn open silently like a fragile piece of glass, creating six pitch-black rifts.

Six figures exuding an aura of decay, deathly stillness, and endless vicissitudes slowly stepped out from the rifts.

One was a skeleton sitting cross-legged on a throne of white bones, with ghostly green soul fire burning in its eye sockets.

One was a wraith shrouded in endless black mist, its form indistinguishable, possessing only a pair of venomous eyes.

One was an ancient corpse wearing tattered bronze armor, holding a broken heavenly halberd in its hand.

...

The aura of each figure was far beyond the Peak of the Return to One Realm, carrying a trace of immortal Emperors Might.

Half-Emperor!

A full six of them, Half-Emperor level powerhouses who had crossed over from some unknown ancient world!

They did not attack immediately but floated quietly in the Chaos outside the tribulation field; those indifferent and greedy gazes were like six vultures circling above a corpse, waiting for the prey to take its last breath.

"Stealers of Dao... they have really come!" Grand Marshal Gu Xuanqiong's expression changed drastically, his voice heavy as never before.

Within the tribulation field, Gu Changsheng had moved against the current and struck the projection of the River of Time with a punch, breaking it apart!

He was covered in blood, his hair disheveled, but his aura had climbed to the Peak!

And at this moment, the Emperor Tribulation reached its Peak!

The vortex of Chaos contracted frantically, and finally, it condensed into an indifferent, ruthless "Eye of Heavenly Dao" that looked down upon the ages!

A grey divine light containing the power of termination and return to nothingness shot out from the Eye of Heavenly Dao, locking onto Gu Changsheng, intending to deliver a fatal strike!

A critical moment!

Outside the tribulation field, those six Half-Emperors moved!

"Now is the time!"

"The Dao Fruit shall be ours!"

The throne of white bones turned into a meteor and crashed toward Gu Changsheng!

The endless black mist condensed into a spear of resentment, piercing through the Void Realm!

The tattered heavenly halberd slashed out a world-destroying cold light!

...

Six decaying Emperor weapons, six supreme Divine Abilities capable of destroying a Small World, simultaneously bombarded the blood-bathed figure from six completely different directions, along with the fatal strike from the Eye of Heavenly Dao!