Supreme Elixir God

Chapter 286: Chapter 286: Like a Dream, Like a Fantasy

"Emperor Qin Venerable!"

Countless people cheered, tears of joy flowing.

This was like glimpsing a ray of hope amidst despair.

Qin Zhihai, Emperor Qin Venerable, one of the nine strongest beings of the era.

Now that the Outer Race has arrived, he is the first to step forward.

"Swish!"

From within the void’s rift, shadows flickered, and dozens of figures appeared simultaneously.

Meanwhile, an even more terrifying aura enveloped the entire sky above Divine River City.

Everyone was shocked; they could feel it—the dozen that appeared were each possessors of Emperor Venerable level power!

The atmosphere of the scene instantly reached an unprecedented level of tension.

Though before this grand battle commenced, everyone had long prepared mentally.

But upon truly witnessing such a terrifying display from the Outer Race, their hearts couldn’t help but feel immensely shaken.

Across the Nine Great Star Domains, there were only nine Emperor Venerable level experts in existence.

Yet from the Outer Race, thirteen appeared right at the start!

In terms of numbers, they immediately outmatched Divine River City.

This would be a struggle unlike any other; not just Divine River City, but across the Nine Great Star Domains, no one could remain unaffected.

"Swish!"

With continuous spatial tremors, several figures suddenly arose within Divine River City.

After Qin Zhihai, the Emperor Venerables from the other eight races also emerged.

They stood alongside Qin Zhihai, eyes looking skyward, facing the thirteen Emperor Venerable experts from the Outer Race.

All twenty-one Emperor Venerables together, even before clashing, the terrifying aura they emanated collided, causing the earth to tremble continually, revealing frightful cracks as though space itself was about to collapse, unable to withstand such a presence.

"I didn’t expect that within the ’Desolate Realm’ of the current era, there would still be nine Great Emperors, somewhat beyond my expectations."

In the void above, thirteen Outer Race Emperor Venerables stood with their hands behind their backs, heads held high, gazing upon Divine River City.

The leading figure spoke, his tone carrying coldness and disdain.

Desolate Realm is the collective term for the Nine Great Star Domains.

"This realm does not welcome you. Leave now, and you might spare the creatures of both realms from the agonies of war."

Emperor Qin Venerable stood with hands behind his back, beneath the starry sky, his majesty grand, as if he was upholding the heavens; his gaze meeting that of the thirteen Outer Race Great Emperors, his tone unquestionable.

"This mere Desolate Realm, what right does it have to speak to us this way?"

The thirteen Great Emperors chuckled coldly, disdain evident in their eyes, "Your Desolate Realm in this era has merely nine Great Emperors, while our Yu Realm has countless strong ones. Beyond our thirteen, even more Great Emperors will descend, determined to crush your Desolate Realm. Those who conform will flourish, those who resist will perish. All opportunities from this realm, if handed over to our Yu Realm, and if you bow to us, perhaps you will still have a chance to live."

"Though our Desolate Realm is weak, we are unafraid of battle’s embrace. The existence of Divine River City is the best proof. If Yu Realm truly wishes to fight, then we shall only accompany them to the end."

Qin Zhihai spoke, stepping forward, unleashing a terrifying aura that enveloped the entire sky above Divine River City.

"Overestimating yourselves, with just your nine, how can you fend off our Yu Realm?"

The thirteen Great Emperors of the Outer Race laughed coldly, faces full of disdain.

As their final words dropped, the earth-shattering battle promptly began in earnest.

Nine against thirteen, the numerical disparity quickly put the Desolate Realm at a disadvantage.

Qin Zhihai fought alone against three, employing almost all techniques, with the Fuxi Hammer fracturing the heavens and earth.

On the first day of battle, he finally succeeded in killing one of the Outer Race Great Emperors but had himself been gravely injured, burning his essence to continue battling the other two.

Beneath the starry sky, the battle among Emperor Venerables was extremely fierce, each wave emitted enough to obliterate any cultivator below Emperor Realm.

If not for Divine River City’s City Defense Array, countless might have already died by now within the city.

At last, after a continuous three-day and three-night battle, on Yu Realm’s side, two Great Emperors were slain, the remaining eleven were all wounded.

On the Desolate Realm’s side, the nine Emperor Venerables revealed all their cards, fighting with almost everything they had.

Qin Zhihai’s physical body perished, surrounded by two Great Emperors, battling fiercely with a single strand of Emperor’s Soul until now.

The battle finally ceased, and Yu Realm’s eleven surviving Great Emperors retreated, unwilling to fight to the death.

For they saw that compared to Desolate Realm, Yu Realm had more Emperor Venerable level experts waiting to descend, who, when joining forces, could easily breach Divine River City, so there was no need to persistently toil here with Qin Zhihai and the others.

After these eleven Outer Race Emperor Venerables fled into the distant void.

Divine River City erupted into a round of cheer and joy.

The opening battle, though fierce, saw the Desolate Realm ultimately repelling the first wave of the opponent’s assault.

Under the starry sky, the nine Emperor Venerables bore varied degrees of injuries, with Qin Zhihai the most tragic; his physical body was already destroyed, burning his essence, fighting to this day with Emperor’s Soul, he too ultimately exhausted, ready to fade from this world.

Some cheered, some cried.

The initial battle though ended, yet the Desolate Realm paid a deeply painful price.

Gazing forward, the sky above Divine River City showed Qin Zhihai’s Emperor’s Soul about to extinguish, his figure gradually thinning, as if ready to completely vanish, becoming eternal dust in the annals of time.

"Dao Friend, my Fu Family has a divine artifact, that may preserve this ray of your Emperor’s Soul," an Emperor Venerable from the Fu Family spoke.

But Qin Zhihai shook his head, "My Emperor’s Soul has fought to exhaustion; there’s no object in this world that can extend life. From now on, Dao Friends, the Desolate Realm can only rely on you..."

His voice seemed very weak but carried as if bearing the Power of the Dao, clearly resonating throughout the city.

Numerous people wept; an Emperor Venerable was about to pass; he fought alone against three Great Emperors, striving to kill one—a feat that, even in death, would earn eternal remembrance.

Qin Family, in front of the Cultivation Technique Hall.

Ji Chen and Huang Shuying stood quietly, having witnessed the entirety of this battle.

The snow beneath had reached knee-high, but Ji Chen hadn’t moved a step.

At this moment, tears fell from his eyes, indistinguishable whether from Qin Chen’s emotions or his own.

"Why cry?"

By his ear, suddenly a familiar voice rang.

Qin Zhihai’s Emperor’s Soul appeared, thinner than before.

Qin Chen’s eyes were uncontrollably tearful, flowing down.

"Father..."

He knelt on the spot, unable to accept the reality that his father’s soul would soon vanish from the world.

"People all face death; this day I’ve long prepared for. You need not be overly saddened. Over the years, you have grown much, bringing comfort to my heart."

Qin Zhihai spoke, sighing lightly once more.

His voice grew weaker; the Emperor’s Soul seemed ready to vanish entirely before Qin Chen.

"Buzz..."

In the final moment, Qin Zhihai approached Qin Chen, "From now on, I can no longer protect you, only hope you survive in this chaotic world..."

After speaking, he reached out a finger, pointing at Qin Chen’s forehead.

In that instant, Ji Chen’s body could not help but tremble, as if he was entirely revealed before Qin Zhihai.

This was an infusion; even in the final moments of life, Qin Zhihai did not forget to pass on his legacy, forcibly imprinting it in Qin Chen’s mind.

"Indeed..."

Retracting his finger, a smile appeared on Qin Zhihai’s face. He looked at Qin Chen, eyes seemingly full of comfort, "Like a dream, like an illusion."

At this moment, it seemed he had learned the truth.

Realizing that everything here was merely a re-imagined illusion.

And what consoled Qin Zhihai the most was, from Ji Chen’s memory, he saw many things of the future.

He witnessed, under the starry sky, an image of Qin Chen alone guarding Divine River City.

The boy of the past was no longer a fop; he had become the guardian of the Desolate Realm.

"Chen’Er, you’ve truly grown..."

Finally, the Emperor’s Soul scattered, forever leaving the world of the living.

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