Sweeping across the heavens, starting with the first emperor of the ancient times.

Chapter 602 Ascending to the Nine Heavens

Chen Zu looked at the two, a hint of surprise flashing in his tiger eyes, then laughed loudly: "So it's you two juniors! It's amazing that your strength has reached such a level, surpassing even mine! Remarkable, truly remarkable!"

He spoke frankly. Chen Zu was a very proud and confident person. After all, he was one of the strongest people in the ancient era and had personally killed a Heavenly Being, so he was naturally confident.

But seeing the Demon Ancestor and Dugu Potian, he had to admit that these two juniors were stronger than him.

The old tomb keeper and the demon ancestor also flew over. The old tomb keeper laughed heartily and patted Chen Zu on the shoulder: "Old Monster Chen, you really are still alive!"

The old man guarding the tomb and Chen Zu were old acquaintances, and their meeting now felt like a reunion of old friends.

Chen Zu glared at him: "You're not dead yet, how could I be?"

His eyes were full of smiles; it was naturally something to be happy to see an old friend again.

At this moment, Chen Bei walked over, bowed, and said, "Chen Bei, a descendant of the Chen family, pays respects to our ancestor."

Upon hearing this, Chen Zu's gaze fell on Chen Bei, his tiger eyes lit up, a genuine smile appeared on his face, his aura softened, and his eyes were full of approval.

He surveyed Chen Bei's aura, nodded repeatedly, and said with delight, "Good, good seedling, indeed a good seedling, with the style of me back then."

At this point, Ancestor Chen felt even more proud. His bloodline was truly amazing. Over the years, the Chen family had produced one after another peerless genius, a feat unmatched in the entire Six Realms.

"Not bad, not bad."

Chen Bei was quite happy to receive recognition, after all, this was an ancestor he had said he would surpass.

Like his father, he said similar things.

The return of the Ancestor Chen brought joy to all living beings, but the Chaos Clan, these henchmen of the Heavenly Dao, were in distress.

Deep within the chaos, the expressions of both the Chaos King and Qing Tian changed. The Chaos King frowned, his killing intent filling his eyes: "Ancestor Chen... that madman has returned as well."

When Chen Zu killed You Ming Tian, ​​it caused the Heavenly Dao to lose face. It can be said that Chen Zu was one of the people they hated the most.

The azure light of the blue sky surged, and the vertical pupil in the center was filled with chilling killing intent.

The Four Lords of Chaos and the Child of Chaos stood at the back, their faces pale and their bodies stiff.

The image of Chen Zu devouring Youmingtian alive lingered in their minds, and that ferocious madness sent chills down their spines.

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The return of the former powerhouses is not the end; one after another, powerhouses from the ancient times, even the primordial era, continue to return.

There was an ancient ferocious god shrouded in chaotic energy, with a pair of curved giant horns on his head and blood-red eyes. Every step he took caused the void to collapse.

His name once made hundreds of millions tremble in the primordial era. His name was Tu Mie. Back then, he single-handedly fought his way into the Chaos Clan for 100,000 miles, killing countless Chaos Clan experts. His battle was earth-shattering.

There was a barbaric warrior wielding a giant axe, his upper body bare, his muscles coiled like a dragon, and the axe blade exuding an aura of ancient slaughter.

There was an ancient Buddhist cultivator with a kind face yet a powerful aura, his hands clasped together, surrounded by boundless Buddhist light. He was called the Void and Silent Ancient Buddha, the first being in all time to use Buddhist teachings to defy the heavens.

And there were many more, countless figures emerging from the end of the Path to Heaven, like a rushing river of battle spirits, flowing endlessly.

There was a swordsman in blue robes wielding a long sword, his sword energy soaring into the sky; there was a prisoner bound in chains, the chains breaking to reveal skin covered in runes beneath, he roared to the heavens, shattering three meteorites.

These people, each of whom left a significant mark on ancient books, were once the most dazzling figures of their time.

Every face bears the marks of time and an indomitable fighting spirit.

They awoke from their slumber, returned from death, and broke free from the cycle of reincarnation, all for this one battle.

The old tomb keeper gazed at the path to heaven from which battle spirits continuously emerged, tears streaming down his face. He murmured to himself:

"They're here...they're all here...all the old friends have returned."

The Dharma Ancestor took a deep breath and said, "This formation is even more magnificent than the battle against the heavens in the ancient times."

Redra said in a deep voice, "Because this time, everyone has come back."

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Just then, from the depths of chaos, a vast and boundless will suddenly descended.

Chaos King's expression changed drastically. He looked up abruptly, and the azure light mist in the sky surged violently. A flicker of emotion flashed in the vertical pupil in the center.

Because this is precisely an instruction from the Heavenly Way.

The Chaos King closed his eyes to sense for a moment, then opened them, his crimson eyes blazing with killing intent. He turned around, his voice echoing throughout the ancestral land of the Chaos Clan:

"The Heavenly Dao has ordered everyone to set out immediately and annihilate all those who resist."

Azure Heaven Dao patterns flowed around Qing Tian's body, his aura locking onto the group of powerful warriors on the Path to Heaven. His expression was cold and stern, his tone indifferent and murderous:

"The day of reckoning has come. Annihilate all those who defy the heavens. This time, let's pacify everything."

The four Chaos Venerables stepped forward in unison, their four streams of Chaos power merging into one, causing the void to tremble. They answered in unison, "We will obey the decree of Heaven."

In an instant, all the powerful Chaos Clan members and Heavenly Dao vassals under the Chaos camp lined up in battle.

The clash of weapons was deafening, their momentum soaring to the heavens.

On the platform for bestowing titles, the Demon Ancestor's gaze pierced through layers of chaotic mist, taking in all the unusual movements within the Heavenly Dao camp. His silver hair fluttered in the wind, and his tone was calm, yet carried the solemnity of an impending storm. He then looked at Dugu Potiandao beside him:

"Those guys are about to start. Chaos King and the others have received the Heavenly Dao's order and are preparing to attack."

Dugu Potian, his white robes fluttering, a murmur of emotions swirling in his eyes, said without the slightest hesitation, "Then let's fight!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Dugu Potian rose into the air, his aura as a powerful being sweeping across the surroundings. He raised his eyes and looked at all the ancient gods who had returned:

"The ancient times are filled with the bones of the fallen, and the souls of the ancient times are lost. Countless powerful beings have been buried beneath the heavens throughout the ages. Today, we transcend eras and break free from the cycle of reincarnation. We do not do this for anything else but to destroy the heavens. Above the nine heavens, the Heavenly Dao has lost its way. Follow me, all of you, let us fight our way to the nine heavens, let us shed our blood, and march forward without hesitation."

"Let us fight our way to the heavens, shed our blood, and charge forward without hesitation."

A deafening battle roar resounded throughout heaven and earth, igniting the fighting spirit of the ancient powerhouses, including Slaughter, the Silent Ancient Buddha, and the Green-Clad Swordsman, to its peak. Weapons clashed, and the energy of blood, Buddhist light, chaotic ferocity, and the sharpness of swordsmanship mingled and soared into the sky.

Those warriors gripped their weapons tightly, their eyes burning with an inextinguishable flame of battle.

Some roared, some howled, some remained silent, but everyone's eyes were the same: firm, resolute, and unwavering.

Countless beings looked up at those figures standing tall in the void, their eyes filled with tears.

Without hesitation, Dugu Potian entered the Heavenly Road, with the Demon Ancestor following closely behind.

The old man guarding the grave, leaning on his cane, said in a hoarse but firm voice, "It's our turn."

Chen Bei clenched his fist, his Heavenly Rank aura surging skyward: "Go!"

Water and fire swirled around Xiao Yu as he stood shoulder to shoulder with Chen Bei. The rogue dragon suddenly leaped up, its body expanding to tens of feet, unleashing a deafening roar.

The baby dragon transformed into its true form, which was golden and purple, and spread its dragon wings, unleashing a celestial aura that swept across all directions.

Demon Ancestor, Law Ancestor, Dugu Xiaoyue, Redrao, and everyone else took to the air, following behind the ancient gods.

Countless figures rose from beneath the golden light curtain, like countless rays of light flowing against the current, converging towards the depths of darkness.

On the Path to Heaven, Demon Ancestor and Dugu Potian led the way, with the Tomb Guardian and others following behind. All the powerful figures marched into the depths of darkness, determined to conquer the heavens!

The path to heaven paved with bones slowly crumbled behind them, as if cutting off everyone's escape route.

Because there's no way out.

This battle marks the end.