111: Chapter 111 Reaching the Pinnacle of Sublimation: Fighting Thirty-Six Supreme Beings Alone!

Ji Xukong was stunned.

"Ancestor..."

Xiao Shitou waved his hand, interrupting him.

"I cannot wait for Teacher and the others to return."

His voice was very soft, yet it made Ji Xukong's heart tremble.

"I cannot live much longer. By forcibly breaking open the Immortal Source and burning my final Origin, I do not have much time left. Perhaps a few years, perhaps a few decades—but it will not be long."

"In my final moments, I want to make a contribution to this human world."

He looked at Ji Xukong, his eyes filled with expectation.

"You have done very well. After I am gone, protect the common people."

Ji Xukong opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found he could not utter a single word.

Xiao Shitou stepped forward and patted his shoulder.

The moment that palm landed on his shoulder, Ji Xukong felt a gentle power. The power was not heavy, yet it caused an indescribable emotion to surge in his heart.

"The younger generation is formidable."

Xiao Shitou said softly.

"If Teacher saw you, he would also be very happy."

After saying this, he withdrew his hand, turned around, and walked towards the direction of the Ancient Mine of Primordial Beginning.

The human emperor banner hovered above his head, scattering golden rain of light. The Tyrant Blade flew from the depths of the Undying Mountain and landed in his hand.

One blade and one banner, two quasi-Immortal Artifacts.

He walked alone towards those thirty-seven Supremes.

Just as Xiao Shitou took a few steps, a figure suddenly blocked his path.

Ancient Kirin Emperor.

His expression was very grim, his eyes filled with anxiety and reluctance.

"Don't!"

He stood in front of Xiao Shitou, spreading his arms.

"Once you make a move, there is no turning back!"

Xiao Shitou stopped and looked at him.

Ancient Kirin Emperor stepped forward and grabbed his arm.

"Think of your sister! Think of your Teacher! They are still in the Immortal Domain, they will return! Do not be impulsive!"

His voice was filled with pleading and trembling.

"Will you wait for them to return? Your sister is so powerful, your Teacher is so powerful, and there is also Senior Willow Deity. They must have a way to save you, they must have a way to let you live another life!"

"Do not go to your death!"

Xiao Shitou looked at him, a smile appearing on his face.

The smile was very gentle and calm.

"I cannot wait."

He said softly.

Ancient Kirin Emperor was stunned.

Xiao Shitou patted his hand, signaling him to let go.

Ancient Kirin Emperor did not let go.

Xiao Shitou was not in a hurry, just looking at him quietly.

"You have come just in time," he said. "When Teacher and sister return, bring a few words to my sister for me."

Ancient Kirin Emperor's eyes turned red.

"You... you tell her yourself..."

"I will not be able to see her," Xiao Shitou interrupted him, his voice still calm. "You tell her for me."

He paused and spoke slowly:

"Tell Nannan that big brother cannot wait for her to return. Tell her not to be sad."

"Teacher once said that when one's strength reaches a certain Realm, resurrecting people is not a problem. Tell her to Cultivate well, and when she is strong enough, she can come to resurrect big brother."

"And..."

His gaze became gentle.

"Tell Teacher that Nannan is entrusted to him."

Ancient Kirin Emperor listened, his eyes becoming redder and redder. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found he could not utter a single word.

Xiao Shitou gently pushed his hand away.

This time, Ancient Kirin Emperor did not stop him.

It was not that he did not want to.

It was that he could not stop him.

That gentle push contained power that he could not resist at all. He was pushed back, landing directly beside Ji Xukong.

When he steadied his figure and looked up—

Xiao Shitou had already disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, the human emperor banner shot into the sky!

The golden banner unfurled above Emperor Burial Star, the banner surface growing larger and wider. The chaos heaven-opening diagram flowed on the banner, scattering endless golden rain of light, shrouding the entire Emperor Burial Star within it!

Deep in the Ancient Mine of Primordial Beginning, blocks of Immortal Source exploded!

Within the God Ruins, streams of terrifying aura shot into the sky!

Reincarnation Sea, Immortal Mausoleum, the Heavens—all forbidden zones, all Supremes, were pulled at the same moment by an irresistible force, forcibly dragged into that golden battlefield!

"What is happening?!"

"What is this thing?!"

"Who is it?! Who dares to attack us!"

The roars of the Supremes rose one after another, resounding through the starry sky.

But they could not break free.

The power of the human emperor banner locked onto them all, dragging them all into that golden battlefield.

Ji Xukong stood outside the Undying Mountain, looking up at the banner that blotted out the sky, his eyes filled with shock.

"This is..."

Ancient Kirin Emperor stood beside him, his voice hoarse.

"The human emperor banner. The Emperor Weapon refined by Emperor Jiaoheng back then, forged from nine types of Immortal Gold, fused with the faith of all living beings, only one step away from advancing to an Immortal Artifact."

"Its purpose... is to expand a barrier, pulling enemies into the battlefield so as not to implicate the outside."

He paused, his voice becoming even lower.

"Its consumption is immense. Xiao Shitou already had little Qi and blood, and with Ultimate Sublimation to return to his Peak..."

He did not continue.

But Ji Xukong understood.

After this battle, he would surely die.

In the distance, on the edge of the golden battlefield, a figure stood quietly.

Xiao Shitou.

He had already restored his Peak state. Golden blood Qi shot into the sky, the Saint Body phenomenon fully unfurled, his aura as vast as the sea. He stood there like a God of War walking out of mythology.

He turned back, looking at Ji Xukong and Ancient Kirin Emperor.

That look was very calm.

Carrying entrustment, carrying expectation, carrying a trace of a faint smile.

"From here on, I entrust it to you both."

His voice was very soft, yet it clearly entered the ears of the two.

"I will do my best."

As the voice fell, his figure disappeared into the golden battlefield.

The next moment—

The battle erupted.

In the golden battlefield, the thirty-seven Supremes were scattered everywhere.

Some had just broken free from the Immortal Source, some were still suspicious and uncertain, and some had already started roaring, searching for the enemy.

Then they saw Xiao Shitou.

That golden figure, holding the Tyrant Blade, with the human emperor banner above his head, walked slowly from the depths of the battlefield.

His pace was not fast, yet it carried an indescribable sense of oppression. With every step taken, the entire battlefield trembled slightly. Golden blood Qi rose from his body, turning into rain of light that filled the sky, scattering in all directions.

"Who are you!"

A Supreme roared out.

Xiao Shitou did not answer.

He just raised his hand and slashed out with the blade.

The blade light poured down like a galaxy, instantly crossing the endless Void Realm, landing directly on that Supreme!

"Pfft—"

That Supreme did not even have time to react before he was split in two by the blade! Emperor Blood splattered, his Primordial Spirit dissipated, and he fell completely without even having time to let out a scream!

One Supreme, killed with one slash.

The entire battlefield instantly fell into deathly silence.

The remaining thirty-six Supremes were all stunned.

They looked at that figure holding the Tyrant Blade, looked at that banner scattering golden rain of light, their eyes filled with disbelief.

One slash.

Just one slash.

A Supreme died just like that?

That was a Supreme! An Emperor who once suppressed an era! An existence that still possessed Emperor-level combat power after self-slashing!

How could it...

How could it be like this?