Eternal Heavenly Emperor

"Little elephant, are you sure you want to fight me?" Luo Qingyan said, filled with danger.

Xiang Wushuang felt a strong chill rise in his heart, but the arrow was already on the string, and he had to let it fly. He said, "No one can humiliate me like this!"

"Aren't you the little elephant?" Luo Qingyan was surprised, tilting her head slightly. "Impossible, with my Phantom Spirit Eyes I can see through the true nature of everything. You're clearly a War Elephant, but your bloodline is too weak, only silver, you need the golden one to be formidable."

Pah, does he not wish to possess a golden battle body? But that would require the bloodline to return to its ancestors to the utmost, akin to the King of Stars, that formidable existence, on par with the Dragon Crown Prince's powerful ancestor. At the cosmic level, they are among the most powerful existences.

"Hmph, you're asking for this!" Xiang Wushuang made his move, slapping out with one hand, and a golden shadow descended from the sky, as if a gigantic elephant's foot pressed down, capable of crushing the heavens.

Chu Hao nodded to himself, acknowledging that Xiang Wushuang's strength was indeed extraordinary; he was not his match now.

Unfortunately, he's encountered Luo Qingyan, the witch.

"If you don't listen, you're going to get spanked, you know!" Luo Qingyan said with a flirtatious laugh, extending her delicate hand. It looked unremarkable, yet she clearly grabbed Xiang Wushuang's shoulders from at least dozens of feet away.

What!

The Alien Race was shocked. How was it possible? Xiang Wushuang was a High Tier War Emperor, possibly even on the cusp of the Ninth Tier. Such an existence could entirely rival a War Emperor. Why was he subdued in just one move?

Is this girl... a demon?

"Sigh, you're so ugly, and yet you have the nerve to show your face. I'll just have to refine you!" Luo Qingyan murmured, and with a slap, Xiang Wushuang's head was pressed right into his torso.

This scene left the Alien Race with bulging eyes. Xiang Wushuang, destined to become a War God, just died like that?

With one more press and slap from Luo Qingyan, Xiang Wushuang's legs and arms were all forcefully stuffed into his body, causing a cold sweat to break out among the onlookers. Was this truly a powerful king? In Luo Qingyan's hands, he seemed just like a toy.

Chu Hao expressed his sympathy, for he had just tasted such a feeling not long ago. He hoped the big elephant could endure it. Once he did, the benefits would be immense, with a huge improvement to his physique.

"Pangolin, come on, it's our turn!" he said with a laugh.

The Pangolin's face instantly turned green.

One-on-one, how could he possibly be Chu Hao's match? He'd only dared to be arrogant before because Xiang Wushuang was there, but now, seeing Xiang Wushuang manipulated like clay by Luo Qingyan, he was terrified and had no courage to fight Chu Hao.

Watching Chu Hao approach step by step, the Pangolin couldn't help but retreat.

Chu Hao sighed, saying, "You're supposed to be a warrior of the Alien Race, how can you be so cowardly? Come on, let's have a great battle for three hundred rounds and enjoy it!"

Fight your sister!

The Pangolin shook his head repeatedly. That ram-headed man was still hanging from Chu Hao's hand, a lesson from the recent past. Moreover, Chu Hao had 'previous convictions'; he'd already eaten one of Xie Huan's pincers before, and the Pangolin didn't want to become Chu Hao's supplement.

"Sigh, have some dignity as a person, you're really disappointing me!" Chu Hao lunged forward, attacking the Pangolin.

"Everyone, together now!" the Pangolin shouted, twisting his head back into the crowd. He was smart, trying to leverage the advantage of numbers to take down Chu Hao.

Boom, Chu Hao had already swung a palm over, and the crowd, having no choice, joined forces to meet the blow.

Chu Hao laughed heartily, randomly throwing out a punch that transformed into a black metallic giant fist. The crowd took it head-on together, but upon touching the iron fist, they were all shaken and dispersed in disarray.

Too strong, too strong, this was simply not something a War Venerate could contend with.

"Pangolin, just stretch out your neck obediently to die, don't drag others down with you," Chu Hao spoke indifferently. He didn't harbor hatred towards the Alien Race; the two sides' struggle was mostly about racial superiority, and in the grand scheme, they were like grasshoppers on the same boat, sharing common enemies.

"Bullshit!" the Pangolin roared back, half-wanting not to die. "Human Race, do you want to provoke a great war?"

Chu Hao snorted, saying, "You don't represent the entire Alien Race, don't think too highly of yourself! Forget it, if you refuse to die obediently, I'll just have to put in more effort."

He soared forth, attacking the Pangolin. This time, he was serious. The Infinite Chaos Sword Technique in his Sea of Consciousness vibrated violently, and instantly, Unlimited Sword Light flashed from his hands, bombarding the Pangolin.

This was too terrifying; even with overwhelming numbers, the Alien Race dared not take the blow head-on and scattered in fright.

The Pangolin also wanted to run, but the Sword Momentum had locked onto him; if he ran, he would be instantly turned into minced meat. Gritting his teeth, he decided to take it head-on because his race had once produced a great power that enhanced their entire bloodline. On his scales, there were unlit spirit patterns, useless for attack, but potentially capable of revival if under attack.

This was his pride, and he dared to challenge those stronger than him, as most would not choose to face him head-on.

Boom!

The Sword Light cascaded like a waterfall, pouring down on the Pangolin's body, staging a cosmic explosion filled with terrifying destructive force.

The Pangolin's defense collapsed in an instant. Who among the War Venerates could withstand Chu Hao's full-force blow now? Half of the Pangolin's body was instantly blasted away. But at that moment, the spirit patterns on his tail started to light up one after another.

The atmosphere was heavy with significance—this was not a symbol of elements but the crystallization of Laws!

It was terrifying, a space was propped up, and it firmly rejected the Infinite Chaos.

"Hahahaha!" The Pangolin, who was already scared to the point of incontinence, realized that the Ancestral Talisman was reviving on its own and couldn't contain his triumph, "Human Race, watch how I annihilate you!"

With a flick of his tail, he turned into a meteor-like streak, sweeping towards Chu Hao.

The revival of the Ancestral Talisman was no small matter; it was akin to wielding a fully revived Divine Artifact. Even the War Emperor would only be instantaneously killed, let alone Chu Hao, no matter how monstrously talented he was, he couldn't possibly compete against the power of the War God tier.

But no sooner had his tail swept out than the Ancestral Talisman again dimmed.

"No! No! No!" The Pangolin immediately cried out in panic, the highs and lows of life were too stimulating; he hadn't even begun to enjoy his triumph when the situation reversed, bringing him to the verge of tears.

After all, his tail wasn't a true Divine Artifact, and for the Ancestral Talisman to revive even once was a miracle. The correct action would have been to turn tail and run immediately, but he actually wanted to seize the opportunity to kill Chu Hao. The power of his bloodline was instantly depleted, and the Ancestral Talisman naturally faded.

Otherwise, if a War Venerate could casually burst forth with War God tier strength, then what's the need for Ancestral Artifacts? Why bother cultivating to different realms?

Chu Hao patted his chest and said, "You almost scared me to death, alas, I'll just have to slaughter you as compensation!"

"No no no, let's talk this out!" The moment the Pangolin saw his trump card fail, he immediately piled on a smile, "We have no deep hatred or grievances against each other, fighting and killing each other is not good."

Chu Hao couldn't help but smile, "Are you a Pangolin or a chameleon?"

"Hehe, whatever you say!" The Pangolin said obsequiously, bowing and scraping.

"Too spineless for my liking, I think I'll just slaughter you!" Chu Hao made his move again, the Infinite Chaos Sword Technique shone brightly once more, with Unlimited Sword Light falling like a sky full of stars, bombarding the Pangolin.

"No——" The Pangolin let out a reluctant roar, but this time no one from the Alien Race came to his aid. His earlier performance had been so embarrassing that it invoked contempt in the hearts of his own race, perhaps they were even cheering for Chu Hao in secret, saying he had done a great job.

Boom, the sword light surged past, and the Pangolin was blasted into slag.

The members of the Alien Race were all silent as cicadas in winter. Xiang Wushuang was taken down in one move by the beautiful girl, to be toyed with at her whim, and none of them was a match for Chu Hao. Could it be that the Human Race was about to reverse its downtrend and surpass the Alien Race?

"Ah——" Suddenly, a scream from Xiang Wushuang echoed.

"Eh, Lord Wushuang is not dead yet!"

"How is that possible!"

"His head is gone!"

The members of the Alien Race were all exclaiming in shock. It was unbelievable—Xiang Wushuang's body had been refined into white bones, but how could a skeleton emit such a terrifying scream?

But upon further reflection, they realized that the scream was not a sound, but the Divine Sense of Xiang Wushuang.

In the following period, Xiang Wushuang kept screaming in this way, causing everyone of the Alien Race to sweat profusely and drench their clothes.

While the girl looked breathtakingly beautiful, her methods... she was nothing short of a witch!

"Alright!" Just a couple of hours later, Luo Qingyan stopped, no longer refining Xiang Wushuang. Instead, she released streams of green light, and green characters floated into Xiang Wushuang's body. A golden giant elephant began to form from the skeleton, slowly gaining flesh, and finally took shape.

Such heaven-defying skills!

Raising the dead from bare bones!

It was nothing short of a miracle.

Chu Hao puzzled, "How can he be fine so quickly?" He had been refined for an entire day and night!

"I just wanted to make him look a bit prettier. That long was enough; I didn't need to compensate him!" Luo Qingyan said with a light smile, leaping onto the back of the War Elephant.

Xiang Wushuang wanted to resist, but Luo Qingyan simply patted his head gently, saying, "Little elephantelephant, do you want to be refined again?" Xiang Wushuang immediately dared not move and obediently served as a mount.

One of the Seven Emperors of the Alien Race had just become a mount, as if he were in a dream.

Chu Hao looked towards the vast palaces and asked, "Do you have a way to break through the barrier outside?"

"I should maybe be able to?" Luo Qingyan said uncertainly, stretching out her jade-like slender hand to lightly tap on the barrier, and immediately, ripples surged as if causing ripples on a tranquil surface of water.

The ripples grew larger and eventually formed into even bigger waves that thunderously crashed, and the entire barrier suddenly shattered, its fragments scattering in all directions.

The seal was broken. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets; your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)