Heavenly Emperor Lingtian explained:
"If the top-level experts of the Three Thousand Realms reach a consensus with us, once we strive for a realm above the thirty-third layer, can’t we invite them to be Protectors?"
Upon hearing this, all the Immortal Emperors’ eyes lit up.
"That’s right!"
They clapped their hands.
In the eyes of these top-level experts, the Immortal Realm and the Three Thousand Realms are not necessarily opposing forces. At times, cooperation is possible.
For instance, joining forces to deal with the Shadow!
If the Three Thousand Realms do not have the Shadow, then once the local cultivators there reach a level capable of intercepting the Shadow, they can serve as Protectors.
The Immortal Emperors were thrilled by this thought.
"The premise is that the Three Thousand Realms do not have the Shadow! Or any existence similar to it. Otherwise, this plan cannot succeed," said the Heavenly Emperor Lingtian.
The Immortal Emperors fell into silence upon hearing this.
Heavenly Emperor Lingtian had mentioned that the strongest figures on the surface of the Three Thousand Realms are Thunder Emperor, Sword God, Tyrant Emperor, Ancient Emperor, Spirit Venerable, and other experts above the twentieth layer of the Hundred Tribulations Realm.
This strength is exceptionally powerful.
However, compared to the mysterious Shadow beyond the thirty-third-layer Immortal Emperor, it falls short by far.
Heavenly Emperor Lingtian added:
"In any case, we’ve now made contact with the top-level experts of the Three Thousand Realms, and whether we can invite them to be Protectors in the future remains to be seen."
Boom!
The entire Starry Sky World suddenly shook, interrupting the discussion of the Immortal Emperors.
North Pole Star System, Emperor Star.
The Ancient Holy God slowly floated upwards into the cold starry sky, the crystal on his forehead constantly flickering, absorbing energy from the whole Starry Sky World.
The skeleton of his frame was gradually enveloped by flesh.
At first, it appeared faint, even showing blood vessels and muscles, like an X-ray, looking extremely eerie.
Time gradually passed.
After absorbing an unknown amount of energy, the Ancient Holy God’s flesh and tissues became solid, finally completely covering the bones inside.
The crystal on his forehead was also covered by skin.
Tear!
Suddenly, a ripping sound echoed, and the skin on his forehead cracked open, revealing the emperor crystal that had turned golden, like a third eye.
"I have finally returned!"
The Ancient Holy God took a deep breath, causing the Starry Sky World to darken entirely. For ten breaths, there wasn’t a hint of brightness.
Even as strong as Ye Feng, he felt tremendous pressure.
"Breakthrough?!"
Ye Feng opened his mouth, then curled its corners.
The Ancient Holy God returned to his peak and not only that, he broke through and reached the twenty-first layer of the Hundred Tribulations Realm, indeed going further than before.
"The Tyrant Emperor has broken through! His foundation is extremely solid, even terrifying, and now breaking through to the twenty-first layer of the Hundred Tribulations Realm, he should be able to contend with a twenty-five-layer Immortal Emperor," the Heavenly Emperor Lingtian marveled.
"So formidable?" Other Immortal Emperors gasped.
In the entire Immortal Realm, a twenty-five-layer Immortal Emperor is already ranked among the top five, or even the top three.
"The Tyrant Emperor is very strong!" Heavenly Emperor Lingtian showed admiration, "During one of my enlightenments, I visited the Three Thousand Realms and happened to witness the Tyrant Emperor fighting others; he is known for his strength, invincible and fierce."
The Immortal Emperors realized this upon hearing.
At this time, light finally returned to the world.
Everyone turned toward the light source, only to see the Ancient Holy God fully restoring his true form, standing at two meters tall, covered with robust and solid muscles, showing a bronze hue, with long black hair draping down his back, appearing rugged.
He stood there like a towering guardian tower.
Just one glance instilled a sense of insurmountable majesty, compelling onlookers to kneel and worship.
"Congratulations, senior, for returning to the peak!"
Ye Feng waved his wide sleeves, bowing toward the starry sky.
His voice was infused with the power of law, spreading across the whole Starry Sky World instantly, causing mysterious figures in some ancient places to hear and slowly open their eyes.
They glimpsed at the Tyrant Emperor, then closed their eyes again, continuing their retreat in seclusion without showing themselves.
"Ye Feng, long time no see!"
The Ancient Holy God took a step, instantly appearing at the Heavenly Origin Sea of the Shenzhou Continent, looking at Ye Feng with growing astonishment in his eyes, exclaiming:
"Your aura is strange; I cannot see through you at all, but my intuition tells me you are very strong."
"By sheer luck, I broke through and strengthened a little." Ye Feng remained humble and low-key.
Upon hearing this, all the Immortal Emperors gasped.
"Just a little?"
"That’s clearly an immense improvement!"
Throughout history, no one has ever managed to soar from a six-layer Immortal Emperor to the fifteenth layer in such a short time, which is an incredibly abnormal and outrageous achievement.
"Oh!"
The Ancient Holy God wanted to say more but noticed a solitary island on the sea, where a figure stood, full of fear.
"Isn’t that the Celestial Clan’s Saintly Venerable?"
The Ancient Holy God couldn’t help but laugh.
On the isolated island.
The Celestial Clan’s Saintly Venerable fixed his gaze on the Ancient Holy God and, after a long period, collapsed to the ground with disbelief in his eyes.
"You... you are the Tyrant Emperor!"
"It turns out the ’Skeleton Great Emperor’ who acted against me was fake, and it was you in disguise."
"I never expected that the Tyrant Emperor, who was supposed to have fallen ten thousand years ago, was hiding in the Starry Sky World recuperating, and now you’ve returned to the peak!"
"You’ve hidden well!"
The Celestial Clan’s Saintly Venerable became increasingly fearful as he spoke.
"I only arrived a little earlier than you. Ever since I landed within the Mystique Kingdom of the Shenzhou Continent, I’ve been recuperating underneath the Hardwood Plains."
The Ancient Holy God sighed, "Later, I saw everything you did to Shenzhou, but at that time, I was far from one-tenth of my peak strength, powerless to act, and could only watch from the shadows."
"Sigh!" The Celestial Clan’s Saintly Venerable sighed deeply, "So, I’ve been living under someone else’s surveillance all along."
"That’s one way to put it," the Ancient Holy God nodded, "In fact, if it weren’t for encountering Ye Feng, I wouldn’t have been able to return to the peak because it was he who retrieved all my scattered bones."
"Ye Feng, it’s all Ye Feng!" The Celestial Clan’s Saintly Venerable tilted his head back and laughed bitterly, gradually turning into tears.
He lamented for himself.
If not for this variable, Ye Feng, he would have been able to reign over the Shenzhou Continent, return to his peak state, and, after refining Shenzhou, discover the Tyrant Emperor’s skull.
By then, he could have devoured the Tyrant Emperor and risen powerfully again.
But unfortunately...
All those beautiful dreams were strangled by Ye Feng.
"Kill me!"
The Celestial Clan’s Saintly Venerable knelt on the desolate island, "I already know the truth, I know I’ve lost terribly, and my clansmen have all fallen, I don’t want to live anymore."
He genuinely sought death.
The mighty Son of Destiny of the Celestial Clan’s Great World, who rose to fame at a young age, led the Celestial Clan to rise in the Three Thousand Realms, only to end up so utterly defeated.
"I won’t kill you."
Ye Feng gently shook his head, "I will let you die by the hands of the masses of Shenzhou. The mistakes you made should be repaid with a lifetime."
"Ha, haha... To think that I, the Celestial Clan’s Saintly Venerable, was wise all my life and ended up in such a state, what a pity! How lamentable!"
The Celestial Clan’s Saintly Venerable covered his face with his hands, crying uncontrollably.
No one spoke.
They had to admit that the Celestial Clan’s Saintly Venerable was strong. Young as he was, he reached this realm, and if not for encountering the supremely invincible anomaly, Ye Feng, his future self would definitely become a peak expert dominating the Three Thousand Realms.
"Senior, let’s go to the Misty Sect for a chat!" Ye Feng, hands on his back, strolled toward Misty Peak.
"Alright!"
The Ancient Holy God smiled, walking alongside Ye Feng, suddenly clenching his fist, feeling the abundant power within himself and couldn’t help but sigh:
"Now, I have not only returned to my peak but have also broken through by one more level. I wonder how those guys are; I suppose they’ve already reached the thirtieth layer? After all, they’re genuine prodigies."
"The thirtieth layer?" Ye Feng’s eyes flickered.