Ancestral Gods' Endgame Duel (Part One)

A new era had dawned. The arrival of the Otherworld Ancestral Gods heralded the end of a great civilization.

At this moment, divine might surged across the land. Each time an Otherworld Ancestral God descended, a voice that shook the soul echoed across the earth.

This arrogance was born of absolute confidence, built upon unmatched battle prowess. Such a proclamation meant they had come to be the finishers.

The Nine Provinces trembled. The Four Worlds trembled. Countless living beings trembled!

This time, five Otherworld Ancestral Gods arrived together. Against such numbers, the Ancestral God–level experts of the Nine Provinces would face a battle with no hope of victory—if war broke out, not even a shred of suspense remained.

The ancient lamps illuminated the Nine Provinces. Six ancient lamps rose into the sky, one after another; the remaining three had yet to appear.

Now, every cultivator below the Ancestral God level keenly understood their own insignificance. Five Otherworld Ancestral Gods descending at once could sweep through the Nine Provinces and the Four Worlds.

“These ancient lamps are far too troublesome. Every age, they emerge to block us. When we have the time, we will pluck them away and send them back to our Pure Land,” said the Otherworld Ancestral God Lan Yufeng, standing proudly atop the clouds, his entire body shrouded in a blue radiance. He spoke these words with calm indifference.

On the other side, the Otherworld Ancestral God Lu Lopes broadcast his voice across the heavens, shaking the firmament: “Children, go and temper yourselves among the ants!”

Behind the five Otherworld Ancestral Gods, a dense sea of human figures appeared, all clad in divine iron battle suits and wielding fierce weapons. Receiving the order, they surged forth in all directions.

At the same time, the five Ancestral God–level experts turned their icy gazes toward the same point in the sky, then shot into the starry heavens to face the Nine Provinces’ only two Ancestral Gods.

In that moment, a thunderous roar rent the distant sky. A million stars were ground to ash. A Heaven-Reaching Death Bridge spanned the starry void, blocking the path of the five Ancestral Gods.

On the Death Bridge stood two towering figures, shoulder to shoulder. Now they revealed their true forms.

One was a tall, awe-inspiring old man with long hair, Ancestral Dragon horns growing from his head, clad in dragon-scale armor. Each scale blazed with blinding light. This was an Ancestral Dragon!

It was the same old Ancestral Dragon who had feigned death on Dragon Island. Now there was no need for concealment; everything would be settled by strength alone.

Beside him stood a dignified middle-aged man in bronze war robes, wielding a bronze greatsword. His gaze was sharp and imposing—he was the Yellow Emperor of old, the current master of the Heaven-Reaching Death Bridge. Yet he, too, was unusual; around him surged the power of endless life.

Countless plants floated around him—fragrant flowers and towering divine trees growing in the frozen starry sky. They were manifestations of the divine power of the Ancestral God Shennong.

Ancestral God Shennong had fallen in ages past. The old Ancestral Dragon and the Yellow Emperor had gathered his shattered soul. Now he temporarily shared a body with the Yellow Emperor; the figure standing on the Heaven-Reaching Death Bridge was both the Yellow Emperor and the Flame Emperor Shennong.

Flame Emperor, Yellow Emperor, Dragon—three Ancestral Gods, their war bodies side by side on the stone bridge spanning the universe, blocking the five Otherworld Ancestral Gods.

“Only two? Hmph.” Lan Yufeng’s gaze was cold and fierce. But in an instant, he swept his eyes behind him.

BOOM!

The starry sky shook. A great Annihilation War Spear pierced through the heavens, tens of thousands of miles long, stabbing directly forward. The mysterious old farmer stepped onto the starry battlefield, appearing in the outer heavens.

“Adding you makes three,” Lu Lopes shook his head, his expression frigid.

“Oh?”

A tiger’s roar shook the sky. A soaring serpent tore through the void. The ancient powerhouse Mo Xiaowang shattered space from the Soul World and ascended to the starry heavens.

He was the fusion of the Tiger and Serpent among the Twelve Zodiac War Ancestors, forcibly merged by the Otherworld Ancestral Gods of that era.

“You came too.” Lan Yufeng frowned. “We didn’t kill you completely back then. Making you an experiment was too merciful. Better to annihilate you entirely.”

“Lan Yufeng, Lu Lopes… we meet again at last. I have longed for you for so long!” Mo Xiaowang’s voice was calm, but the fury in his heart was plain. “You wanted to turn me into a demon of slaughter, but in the end, you failed. Shennong’s purifying divine power is unmatched in this world. I have returned to my origins. Today, there will be a final reckoning!”

Lu Lopes looked at him coldly, without emotion, and shook his head. “You still cannot change the destined outcome.”

“Then let’s see for ourselves!” The mysterious old farmer leveled the Annihilation War Spear before his chest.

Lan Yufeng swept his gaze over the group, then fixed it on the old farmer. “You undying old wretch. I saw your figure in the previous civilization era, and you have lived until now.” His voice turned icy. “As always, when the end of an age approaches, the Nine Provinces and the Four Worlds always produce an unexpected number of Ancestral God–level experts. But what can that change? Nothing at all.”

BOOM!

The great black divine gate above Ancestral Dragon Village shook once more. Three more Otherworld Ancestral Gods descended and charged into the outer heavens.

This was Lan Yufeng and Lu Lopes’s true reliance. Even if both sides fielded Ancestral God–level experts, the Otherworld held an overwhelming numerical advantage!

“Then let strength decide!” the old Ancestral Dragon spoke at last.

His great hand reached furiously into the heavens. Above the Yellow River in the Nine Provinces, a giant dragon claw appeared, and a weathered, ancient platform shot up toward the starry sky.

It was the Ancestral Dragon Platform, a sacred Ancestral God artifact that once stood alongside the Heaven-Reaching Death Bridge. It had been refined by the Ancestral Dragon of old and had once opened a path to the Celestial Realm.

“Six Paths of Reincarnation!”

Standing on the Ancestral Dragon Platform, the old Ancestral Dragon launched his first attack, unleashing a supreme divine art that truly overwhelmed the world!

Blinding radiance engulfed the starry sky. Countless stars turned to dust. Six worlds materialized, enveloping all eight Otherworld Ancestral Gods.

He had activated the ultimate power that could grind Ancestral Gods to dust—such was the boldness of the Ancestral Dragon, shaking eight mighty experts at once!

At the same time, the combined form of the Yellow Emperor and Shennong unleashed their most powerful attacks. Countless plants covered the sky, pouring divine power into the Six Paths of Reincarnation. In that same instant, the Dragon Shape Fist thundered forth.

Among Ancestral Gods, there was no secrecy; their divine arts and battle techniques were shared.

This combat technique originated from the Dragon Clan, was carried forward by the Martial Ancestor, and now blazed again in the hands of Shennong and the Yellow Emperor.

At the same time, a stone dagger floated silently among the plants—the very stone weapon Zhuangzi had obtained from the Heavenly Palace of Sovereign Youchao. It suddenly vibrated, then shot into the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

In the same moment, the mysterious old farmer thrust the Annihilation War Spear, piercing through heaven and earth. All his killing intent shook the entire universe, stabbing through the reincarnation gate that the old Ancestral Dragon had opened.

The tiger leaped, the serpent soared—Mo Xiaowang went berserk. As a fusion of two War Ancestors, his power was naturally extraordinary. He devoured heaven and earth, his might crushing the stars. Tens of thousands of tangible killing forces surged into the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

The great battle of Ancestral God–level experts represented the ultimate peak combat of this world!

“The Six Paths of Reincarnation is indeed a world-covering divine art. But we are undying across the ages—do you think you can send us into reincarnation?!”

The voices of Lu Lopes and Lan Yufeng rang out from the starry sky where billions of stars trembled. They, like Li Huiyou, were Ancestral Gods who had ascended since the previous civilization era, their power unfathomable.

RUMBLE!

Heaven and earth split apart. The eight Otherworld Ancestral Gods shook the heavens and earth, each deploying supreme divine arts and battle techniques. They shattered the Six Paths of Reincarnation and burst out from the hazy, illusory world.

Eight Otherworld Ancestral Gods lined up shoulder to shoulder, standing in the starry sky, each radiating world-covering might.

The Six Paths of Reincarnation might be a supreme divine art, but when facing eight Ancestral Gods, even it could not grind them down.

“Don’t worry about the gap in numbers. Everyone has to die sometime. If you use the Six Paths to trap just one, you can grind him into nothing. We’ll each fight to the death with everything we have!” the Flame Emperor and Yellow Emperor spoke as one.

He, too, knew the Six Paths of Reincarnation divine art, but it could not compare to the old Ancestral Dragon’s greatest skill. However, in other divine arts and battle techniques, each had their own strengths.

In that moment, a stone dagger in his left hand and a bronze greatsword in his right, he charged forward. Combining the strengths of several Ancestral Gods, he unleashed multiple divine arts and battle techniques at once.

“Seal Heaven! Seal Earth! Seal Man!”

The great voice of the Flame Emperor and Yellow Emperor resounded through the vast starry sky, instantly sealing an Otherworld Ancestral God!

BOOM!

The Heaven-Reaching Death Bridge pierced through the heavens, sweeping past him and crashing forward. In that instant, it suppressed that Ancestral God. The bronze greatsword in the Flame Emperor’s hand traced a dragon shadow, sweeping out to kill. A spray of blood burst forth, dyeing the starry sky red.

This was the first blood spilled since the battle began.

Naturally, this could not truly end an Ancestral God’s life.

“My blood does not flow in vain.” The man who had been gravely wounded was none other than the mighty Lu Lopes. In the instant he was struck, he regained his mobility.

He let his blood stain the sky. His boundless red blood spread like an ocean, even drowning the surrounding stars. Then it surged toward the Flame Emperor and Yellow Emperor.

This was the terror of Lu Lopes’ divine might. What had been merely a few drops of blood now transformed into a raging sea of gore, flooding the starry sky. Stars submerged in it were instantly corroded into nothingness.

Now Lu Lopes naturally saw that Shennong and the Yellow Emperor shared one body. His voice was cold and merciless: “Your potential is immense, but one of you once fell, your vitality heavily damaged. The other only just became an Ancestral God. Even with two souls united, your potential is boundless, you have no chance. What a pity—you were born at the wrong time, came to a battlefield you should not have entered. I will not give you any opportunity. Today, I will eliminate the threat forever.”

The vast sea of Ancestral God blood enveloped the Flame Emperor and Yellow Emperor.

“Ancestral God blood melts all things. Ancestral God transforms into yellow earth!” Lu Lopes shouted.

Thousands of blood-red beams burst forth in the heavens. The blood sea was vast and boundless.

Indeed, the combined form of the Yellow Emperor and Shennong had boundless potential. But as Lu Lopes had said, one had fallen, the other had barely attained the Ancestral God throne. Neither was individually very strong.

But Lu Lopes had not anticipated that while each was not powerful alone, when united, their combat power multiplied exponentially—far exceeding his estimates.

Moreover, the Heaven-Reaching Death Bridge was no ordinary object. With a thunderous tremor, it instantly refined the blood sea into nothingness.

“Sumeru Domain!”

Two beams of cold light shot from Lu Lopes’s eyes, piercing through a dozen stars. His right hand transformed into a million divine mountains spanning the heavens, each larger than a star.

The Ancestral God’s giant hand petrified into a million mountains that crashed down upon the Heaven-Reaching Death Bridge, trying to shatter it.

But at that moment, the unremarkable stone dagger in the Flame Emperor’s left hand slashed forward. Without a sound, it crushed the million divine mountains, shattering the Sumeru Domain divine art.

CRACK!

A spray of blood filled the sky. Boundless divine might surged. The stone dagger tore across the starry void, cleanly severing Lu Lopes at the waist in the middle of the starry sky!

“Stone weapon!” Lu Lopes roared in shock and fury. His severed upper body flew backward, smashing dozens of stars into dust. Two terrifying beams shot from his eyes.