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Chapter 670: Chapter 669: I Gave You Opportunities

Emperor Chu knew from the start that the Eight Desolations were not to be trifled with.

While the leaders of Qian Desolation seemed busy assessing the situation, Emperor Chu felt that wasn’t the case.

He deliberately oppressed the Qian Desolation leader to see how the Eight Desolations would react.

Just as he anticipated, the others swiftly drew their weapons, as if they had been prepared all along.

Emperor Chu speculated that the Eight Desolations were deliberately colliding with the Jiuzhou, but he didn’t directly confront them.

If they were oblivious of his strength and unintentionally offended him, he would not hold them accountable.

But if they remained deceptive even in the face of his divine might, they are simply too ungrateful.

Hence, Emperor Chu gave the Eight Desolations an opportunity to admit their mistakes and submit to him.

But the Eight Desolations not only didn’t confess, they even faked submission while concealing murderous intent.

Punishment was indisputable.

“Two Earth Immortals and a near-Heavenly Immortal, along with three beastly Heavenly Immortals dared to oppose me. They’ve underestimated me way too much.”

“Not even kneeling before me, yet still wishing to resist, it is ridiculous.”

Emperor Chu rose to his feet, his domineering aura broke the shackles of Immortal Gold easily as if they were merely imaginary.

“The Yin-Yang Immortals, the Embracing Immortal, Witch Han, Xiang Liu, and Ying Zhao, all gathered here. I wonder how long you can keep up your arrogance!” Qian Desolation’s leader barked with a ferocious expression, hoping to conceal his growing uneasiness.

To ensure foolproof, the Eight Desolations reported this matter to Immortal Monarch Lu Wu, who dispatched three Heavenly Immortals to assist them.

“Insignificant creatures daring to strut before me.” Emperor Chu’s Maharayana aura shook the Qian Position Desolation Master Temple, causing it to explode. Countless stars were penetrated by the debris.

“Three Talents Formation!” Embracing Immortal shouted, as he and the Yin-Yang Immortals formed the formation to enhance their strength.

With a hundred of Body Integration Realm cultivators and eight desolation masters powering the formation, their strength peaks as they launched their Immortal Artifacts towards Emperor Chu.

“Kill!”

“Such an arrogant mortal from the Lower Realm!” Witch Han revealed his true form, his skin covered in Witch Clan’s totems. His heart thundered in his chest, his powerful aura as palpable as the beat of a drum.

“Witch Han, you people of Jiuzhou remain as ignorant as ever of the vastness of the universe.” A nine-headed serpent tore a gap in the Void, arriving at Eight Desolations.

As the entire body of the Nine-headed Serpent squeezed into the Eight Desolations, it connected its tails to form a unified being, becoming Xiang Liu.

Green poisonous mist drifted out from Xiang Liu’s body. Among the Heavenly Immortals, his mastery of poison was unparalleled, making very few willing to oppose him.

“Enough talk, let’s capture him first.” Ying Zhao, full of resentment, felt insulted at the need to assassinate a mere mortal from the Lower Realm.

Emperor Chu shattered the void with a punch, seized the largest fragment of the void and used it as a weapon, cleaved the three Immortals of the Eight Desolations in two, their Immortal Artifacts unable to withstand this terrifying power, crumbling to pieces.

Facing Witch Han, Emperor Chu launched another punch, piercing through his chest, his hand clutching Witch Han’s beating heart.

Splat—

The heart exploded, spraying Witch blood across the universe. A Desolation leader, trying to absorb the energy contained within droplets of the blood, had half his body blown apart. When he regenerated, the restored part took on the form of Witch Han.

Xiang Liu, having nine heads, essentially has nine lives. Emperor Chu pinned Xiang Liu down and cut him from the neck down to the tail with his fingers, repeating this nine times to take out Xiang Liu’s entire skeleton.

Not a single hair on Emperor Chu dissolved despite being covered with Xiang Liu’s poisonous mist and venom.

Xiang Liu’s flesh regrew from his bones, enabling him to resurrect.

Emperor Chu then used his spiritual energy to instantly turn Xiang Liu’s flesh into a zombie, setting it against Xiang Liu himself.

The zombie Xiang Liu, feeling no fear of injury or death, fought as fiercely as he did in life, giving the real Xiang Liu a hard time as his lives counted down.

Ying Zhao was a Nine-Tails Immortal Tiger. The Early Emperor demonstrated the Subdue Tiger Technique, repressing Ying Zhao, tearing his tendons and flaying his skin, causing Ying Zhao to roar in agony, a sound that was heartrending.

“Although you beast are worthless, you possess a fine skin, which I will take and use as a seat cushion.”

The Early Emperor was not satisfied with the throne, feeling that the material of the throne did not reflect his status. Although Ying Zhao’s skin was unable to match his status either, it was better than nothing. He would use it for now, and replace it when he found something better.

Having dealt with the immortals who had offended his imperial might, the Emperor now turned his attention to the group of fusion realm and wasteland lords who were as blind as bats.

His pupils widened, containing immeasurable imperial might. The hundred fusion realm individuals and eight wasteland lords immediately spat blood, their internal organs transformed into a dense liquid, beyond recovery.

The weaker ones in the fusion realm dropped dead on the spot!

“My eyes!” A Fusion Realm being screamed. He had made eye contact with the Early Emperor and had affronted his imperial might, causing his eyes to disappear, leaving behind an empty eye socket.

“If you wish to see me, then I shall let you see enough.”

The Early Emperor’s illusion appeared within the man’s spiritual platform. The man could no longer see anything else, only the Early Emperor.

Before the Emperor’s presence, he could only kneel down. He thudded to his knees. As long as the Early Emperor’s illusion did not disappear from his spiritual platform, he would have to remain kneeling until death.

“If you wish to form teams and formations, then I will oblige.”

The Early Emperor extended his giant hand that covered the sky, reverberated Dao’s sound, sealing the space, which prevented the people of the eight wastes from escaping.

The Fusional Realm beings discovered their bodies dissolving. Their bones, flesh, and blood flowing like liquid. Their bodies fused together; the liquid solidified, no longer separable which formed a giant spherical shape.

Countless heads and pairs of feet on the surface of the meat sphere appeared particularly horrifying.

What was more terrifying was that they were still alive, coherent, and could also connect with the minds of others.

The consciousness of countless people mixed together, causing them to not even know which thoughts were their own.

The more frantic they were, the more chaotic their consciousness, driving them almost to the brink of breaking down, yearning for death.

But they couldn’t even manage to die, their consciousness needed to be completely unified to control their body to commit suicide.

The heads and extremities outside the meat sphere moved erratically, uttering incomprehensible words, contorted to the extreme.

The eight wasteland lords were soaked in a cold sweat. The Early Emperor’s methods were mysterious and beyond comprehension. To oppose the Early Emperor, death itself was a luxury.

The eight wasteland lords tried to flee the battlefield, but the Emperor made a pulling gesture, pulling them back.

“I have given you opportunities, but unfortunately, you did not cherish them. Betraying me requires paying the corresponding price”.

One of the wasteland lords, graceful and attractive, begged to be retained as a servant, to attend to the Emperor’s bidding.

“Harvesting men’s yang essence to bolster your *yin* energy, your heart is ugly as much as your appearance is resplendent. Disgusting,”

The Early Emperor sealed this lord’s cultivational abilities and body, making her no different from a mortal. He then threw her into a slum on a planet.

The destitute folks there had never seen such beauty, their eyes lighting up, they pounced on her.

It was a time of severe drought then, and the crops had failed. The impoverished folk had no food. The imperial government was busy serving the cultivators, leaving these starvings to fend for themselves. They had no choice but to resort to cannibalism, coincidentally this wasteland lord appeared.

After they had used her, they severed her limbs for a meal.

Who would have thought that this wasteland lord’s limbs grew back. She looked at the impoverished individuals with extreme fear, not knowing whether their look was one of lust or hunger.

The Early Emperor stripped another wasteland lord of his soul, allowing him to possess the body of a mule, doomed to a lifetime of labour. After the mule died, he would possess another animal, and this cycle would continue indefinitely.

This was different from the path of an animal. The beings on the path of an animal had no consciousness, while this wasteland lord was acutely aware and unable to resist.

Being at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage allows one to resurrect from a drop of blood, so the Early Emperor exploded one wasteland lord, leaving only a drop of blood and fed this blood to another wasteland lord.

One wasteland lord was resurrected, and another one exploded.

The Early Emperor once again beat another wasteland lord to the point of leaving only a drop of blood and fed it to the previously resurrected wasteland lord.

Another wasteland lord was resurrected, and a wasteland lord exploded.

The Early Emperor cast a spell, controlling their bodies, enabling the two to repeat this action until their strength was completely exhausted and they died.