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Chapter 1770: Chapter 1637: A Quasi-Emperor Unlike Any Other

"Sigh..."

Upon hearing Elder Lin’s reminder, the Sloppy Elder secretly sighed and said, "I admit defeat in this battle!"

As his words fell, the Sloppy Elder’s whole body shimmered with divine light, taking several steps forward as he transformed into a divine light path, connecting the Outer Battlefield to War City.

"Hmph, consider yourself lucky!"

The Demon Clan’s Quasi-Emperor, Wu Tian, snorted coldly and retreated to the Demon Clan’s camp.

Although his strength was superior to the Sloppy Elder, if the latter insisted on escaping, there was nothing he could do but give up.

The Old Pavilion Master of the Treasure Pavilion lost!

This was definitely not good news for all the Human cultivators, and for a time, all felt a foreboding shadow cast over their hearts!

It wasn’t that he wasn’t strong enough, but the opponent was too strong; Wu Tian was an entire realm higher than him, and having reached such a realm after the Taigu era, his combat power was already significantly higher.

In the Quasi-Emperor Realm, even a small realm difference can be like a chasm, insurmountable.

The fact that the Sloppy Elder managed to hold on until now was already commendable; no one wanted to criticize him.

At this moment, everyone secretly grumbled, thinking that if the Ling Family Ancestor acted, with the power of an Emperor’s son, Wu Tian would surely be crushed, securing a decisive victory for the Human Race.

In an instant, the bloodied Sloppy Elder returned to War City from the Outer Battlefield, with the Heavenly Weapon in his hand dimmed and dull. Not only was he greatly injured in this battle, but the Heavenly Weapon also lost a considerable amount of its Primordial essence.

"Ancestor, are you okay?"

The Treasure Pavilion Master, Yayun Peak, hurriedly came up, supporting the Sloppy Elder.

The Sloppy Elder was the foundation of the Treasure Pavilion, akin to a towering pillar and a golden beam bridging seas; it was essential that he suffer no misfortune, or it would be a huge blow to the entire Treasure Pavilion.

"Don’t worry, I’m not dead yet!"

The Sloppy Elder smiled bitterly and handed the Heavenly Weapon back to the approaching Hu Tian, saying, "I’m sorry, I failed everyone’s expectations and couldn’t win this contest!"

"Don’t say anything, you’ve already done your best, we all saw it!"

Elder Lin also came forward, having recovered some combat power after some healing.

As soon as they returned to the sky above War City, Ye Fan quickly stepped forward, taking out a jade bottle and handing it to the Sloppy Elder.

When the cork was opened, a rich fragrance wafted out, brightening the eyes of those present.

All were connoisseurs; from the scent alone, they could determine that the jade bottle must contain Dragon Essence, a priceless treasure for restoring divine power and prolonging life.

Elder Lin’s eyes burned like he was seeing an Emperor Technique, fiery and intense.

The Sloppy Elder didn’t waste words, directly pouring out a few drops of Dragon Essence to consume, then landed atop the city, sitting cross-legged, his whole body surging with Essence Qi, with severe wounds visibly healing at a rapid pace.

His Blood Qi soared to the sky, his body shining brightly like a divine figure, solemn and dignified, devoid of his former sloppy appearance.

Ye Fan didn’t take back the jade bottle but handed it over to Elder Lin, which made him very excited; for someone with little remaining lifespan and heavily injured, this was an invaluable gift.

At that instant, many Human cultivators looked at Ye Fan with blazing eyes, even the heroic lords of various factions were no exception.

The Human side was experiencing a decline in morale, whereas the Demon Clan was jubilant.

Wu Tian’s strong defeat of the Sloppy Elder restored much dignity and morale for the Demon Clan, causing some warlike factions and the Imperial Family within the Demon Clan to stir restlessly.

"It seems the Human Race is still the same after so many years, no progress, still as weak as ever!" a Demon Clan king proudly proclaimed.

His words quickly gained consensus among the Demon Clan, with many warhorse demon strong people laughing wildly, seemingly having no regard for the Human Race.

This laughter was piercing, causing all Human cultivators to turn pale; it was an insult, like a slap in their face.

However—

Defeat is defeat!

They had no words to defend themselves, only to prepare for the last battle at the Quasi-Emperor level. If they couldn’t defeat the Demon Clan, determining whether there was any need to continue the remaining contests was uncertain.

"You Demon Clan have only won one battle, there’s no need to humiliate my Human Race like this. The contest isn’t over yet, and who will laugh last remains uncertain!"

An elderly Human cultivator faced the pressure and sent his voice across the River of Elements.

"Very well, Human Race, have you decided? Who dares to fight me?"

A burly Demon Clan Quasi-Emperor, with four wings on his ribs, flew into the sky, standing with hands behind his back, speaking coldly.

"I shall fight you!"

The Immortal Academy’s elder appeared calm but exuded domineering energy; his voice rolled like thunder, echoing across to the opposite Demon Clan camp.

"Foolish, I’ll send you on your way!"

The four-winged Demon Clan quasi Emperor snorted coldly, tearing through space in an instant, taking a step forward and disappearing from the original spot.

Soon, people saw through the Eagle Eye Platform that he had appeared on the Outer Battlefield, standing with hands behind his back, brimming with confidence.

"Swish!"

The Old Bastard took a step forward, Innate Dao Patterns densely covering his feet, instantly breaking through the barriers of space, heading towards the Outer Battlefield beyond the heavens.

After two Quasi-Emperor battles, the Outer Battlefield was already a dead silence. Apart from some weapon fragments floating in the void, only some broken asteroids slowly revolved around this enormous planet, recounting the past tragic and heroic of this battlefield.

Outside War City, on several Eagle Eye Platforms, Dao Patterns flickered densely, manifesting the Heavenly Eye, revealing everything in the Outer Battlefield clearly.

At this moment, whether human or demon clan they all held their breath nervously. This battle concerned the destiny and future of the two races, leaving them no choice but to be anxious.

Against the backdrop of the boundless starry sky, the Old Bastard walked step-by-step towards the demon clan’s Quasi-Emperor with wings on his ribs, his whole body radiating Infinite Light, Quasi-Emperor aura surging through the skies.

"You are special, different from other Quasi-Emperors..."

The demon clan’s Quasi-Emperor, originally infuriated by the Old Bastard’s arrogant attitude, now sensed the Old Bastard’s aura and slightly frowned, saying: "What’s your name?"

"Yao Guangyu!"

The Old Bastard spoke calmly, with eyes deep as the vast universe, containing the sun, moon, and stars in their cycle of creation and destruction.

"So the dean of the Immortal Academy is actually from the Yao Family, no wonder he could Prove Dao as a Quasi-Emperor in such circumstances!"

Only at this moment did many human cultivators realize that the dean of the Immortal Academy was in fact a descendant of the famously renowned Taigu Yao clan.

All along, people only knew him by the name Old Bastard, yet few knew his true name, until now when it was publicly revealed.

The Yao surname is a longstanding and large family since before the Desolate Ages, with many members. It’s said that the Eternal Slaughter Emperor was a castaway of the Yao clan who ultimately Proved Dao to become an Emperor with his immense perseverance.

However—

He left no descendants nor Tao Lineage, his Cultivation Technique and martial arts vanished into the long river of history.

Nevertheless, the Yao surname remains a formidable clan, fully capable of standing equally with the Di Clan, although the Yao clan is very low-key, rarely emerging into the world.

Even though the Old Bastard merely stood there, without the slightest Quasi-Emperor aura nor awe-inspiring presence, he could rival the demon clan’s Quasi-Emperor with wings on his ribs, showing no sign of weakness.

This was the feeling in every human cultivator’s heart, whether delusion or illusion, their hearts became incredibly assured, as if he would definitely defeat his opponent and secure victory for the human race in this competition.

"Why... does your aura feel peculiar to me?"

The Quasi-Emperor with winged ribs of the demon clan restrained his cold demeanor, with a hint of doubt clouding his face.

"Our races differ, thus the Dao we Prove is naturally not the same!" the Old Bastard calmly replied.

"No, what sort of Dao have you Proved exactly to be stronger than ordinary Quasi-Emperors?" the demon clan Quasi-Emperor with winged ribs asked solemnly.

"Jin Dapeng, what’s going on, why haven’t you acted yet?" the demon clan’s leading Quasi-Demon Emperor, Chi Lin, inquired through the Treasure Mirror.

"He’s very different, somewhat strange, stronger than ordinary Quasi-Emperors of the same realm," Jin Dapeng, the Quasi-Emperor with winged ribs, responded solemnly.

"What?"

The demon clan was in an uproar, for it was rare for Jin Dapeng, typically proud and unyielding, to say such a thing. Just how powerful was this human Quasi-Emperor?

"You haven’t answered me yet, what Dao have you Proved really?" Jin Dapeng asked once more.

"Times have changed. Every Quasi-Emperor of the human race is unique, distinct from others," the Old Bastard stated blandly.

His voice was not loud, yet like a thunderous explosion in the hearts of Jin Dapeng and everyone else, causing a tremor among several Quasi-Emperor realm demon clan strong people, their expressions shifted for the first time.

While other demon clan strong people, only a few comprehended the meaning, thereafter, they too were stunned.

What era is this?

This is the era following the Ancient times, long differing from the past when the world could not accommodate an Emperor, hence none could Prove Dao, and even Venerables were nearly unseen!

In recent years, it has been a time where even the most extraordinary cultivators despair, possessing unrivaled talent yet unable to surpass that obstacle, wasting away with gray hair and empty grief, unable to accomplish anything.

But before the Desolate Ages, it was different, when established world rules did not change, the Peak of Venerable Realms was not uncommon, every major clan had Quasi-Emperors. Cultivation then was easier compared to now.

And now, even when the Nine Heavens Xuan Emperor Proved Dao tens of thousands of years ago, it was Proving Dao against heaven, succeeding in the least probable environment for Proving Dao.

The current world is no longer like the environment before the Taigu era, with Supreme Holy Masters as rare as phoenix feathers, not to mention Quasi-Emperors, the difficulty of Proving Dao is exponentially harder than before Taigu.

Under such stringent conditions, breaking through the Emperor Barrier and crossing the insurmountable divide is near impossible.

In these years, those who could Cultivate to the Peak of Venerable Realm and achieve Supreme Holy Master status, weren’t most of them extraordinarily talented? Each had their own unique path, formed through various great opportunities, unrepeatable.

Under such circumstances where Proving Dao is not allowed, to take that step against heaven and break the Emperor Barrier requires extremely strong will and innate talent.

Quasi-Emperors Proving Dao under this background are each incomparable and distinctive!

Even if they merely took the first step to Prove Dao, they are intimidating, succeeding under the most unlikely conditions!

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PS: The Old Bastard is going to act now. A new month, brothers and sisters, please vote after reading the book~

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