Martial Arts Domination: Start with the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique Chapter 846: 565: One Punch Kills the Heavenly Emperor, Ten

Chapter 846: Chapter 565: One Punch Kills the Heavenly Emperor, Ten Arrows Suppress Chaos!

In the secluded hills and wilds, the Heavenly Emperor, once again dressed as a woodcutter, stood silently without a word.

At this mont, his gaze was still changing constantly, clearly still imrsed in the shocking emotions.

The River of Ti… The Power of Years…

Mastering such a forbidden power ant that, as long as the opponent did not grasp it, they would beco like a puppet, easily toyed with by those who controlled the power of ti.

And he was the opponent who did not possess this power, while Qin Zheng was the one who controlled the power of ti, casually toying with his existence!

So close, yet so far!!

Although he had not completely ascended to the Ancient Realm, he was just one step away from stepping into the River of Ti, thereby transcending the constraints of ti, no longer tossed around like a puppet in the River of Ti!

Various thoughts surged in the Heavenly Emperor’s heart, followed by a wave of helpless despair.

He suppressed his realm for thousands of years, transcending to the other shore and plotting for thousands more, all for that one mont just now!

To ensure his plan’s success, he even secretly transferred the ancient clan’s bloodline power he had refined during his ascension, allowing another part of his body to quietly ascend to the Spiritual Ancient.

And this part of his body could directly attain the Tao and ascend, both drawing the attention of experts from the Chaos Sea and accumulating insights and experience for his other part.

With such foolproof plans, in the current Chaos Sea, he really couldn’t think of any ans that could prevent him from ascending to the Ancient Realm.

Unless… an Ancient Realm expert descends to intervene!

This was the least likely thing he believed could happen, yet with the appearance of Qin Zheng, the impossible had beco possible.

In the face of the irresistible power of ti, he was easily reverted to the mont before he had refined the bloodline of the Haotian Divine Race, all previous accumulations turning to naught.

Unless he unleashed another killing spree, refining this realm’s Haotian Divine Race again, and gathering the ancient clan’s bloodline power, could he conduct a second ascension of the Tao like before.

But with Qin Zheng’s appearance and easy interruption of his ascension process, pulling him from the ‘future’ back to the ‘past’, there was no reason he would allow this cycle to repeat.

Unless Qin Zheng truly intended to toy with him, allowing him to repeat his previous actions, only to intervene during his ascension and push him again to the current ti.

Otherwise, Qin Zheng would certainly not tolerate his attempt to ascend to the Spiritual Ancient again, nor allow him another chance to touch the River of Ti.

The Heavenly Emperor was well aware of this.

Thus, at this mont, his thoughts spun rapidly, continuously calculating possibilities, trying to find a thread of hope.

After such a brief period, a trace of helplessness involuntarily appeared in his eyes.

Now, before him lay only two choices: One was for his true self to continue hiding, neither actively ascending, but to remain dormant and wait for an opportunity.

But this choice basically equated to giving up resistance, putting his life entirely at Qin Zheng’s whim.

Because as ti continued to pass, Qin Zheng would surely grow stronger, and when he could rewind to more distant tis, locating his true self, he would indeed have no chance.

The other choice was to communicate with entities on the Nine Provinces, to have them step in to thwart Qin Zheng, and perhaps even the intervening Daode Tianzun and Buddha, assisting him in ascending to the Ancient Realm.

But the cost of doing so, he didn’t need to ponder, would certainly entail losing freedom, even self, becoming completely enslaved by those powerful entities on the Nine Provinces!

This was what he most unwillingly desired!

Aside from these two paths, what choices did he now have?

The Heavenly Emperor was agitated to the extre, his aura bursting from its concealnt, sweeping across the heavens like a whirlwind!

Thunderous roar!!

The heaven swayed, the earth quaked!

Countless mountains, trees, animals, and creatures imdiately plunged into the dark abyss of the earth’s fissures amidst this terrifying commotion.

Such dramatic changes instantaneously alerted the strong entities of this place, prompting a multitude of Haotian Divine Race to soar into the sky, rupturing layer upon layer of void to head to the epicenter of the changes.

From all directions, densely packed.

Like locusts sweeping through!

Seeing this scene, the Heavenly Emperor’s eyes flashed a fierce wrath, imdiately flicking his hand, causing the surrounding void seemingly compressed by an invisible force, crushing those arriving Haotian Divine Race into ashes in an instant.

He didn’t even intentionally leave behind the thin bloodline power contained within their bodies.

Just at that mont, the surrounding world again beca blurred, and when clarity returned, the originally heaven-shattering scene reverted to normalcy, with towering trees encircling him.

Ti flowed back again!

He was thrown back to the ‘past’ again!

The ferocity in the Heavenly Emperor’s eyes slowly dissipated, replaced by a profound despair.

In the face of such power, anything he attempted was futile, with no ability to resist whatsoever!

And at that mont, a figure clad in the Gold-Patterned Profound Robe ca into his view, as if standing there all along, only now made apparent to him.

The Heavenly Emperor’s expression froze first, then fell into a silent mont before opening his mouth to speak: “When did you ascend to the Ancient Realm?”

Qin Zheng isn’t killing him undoubtedly for a reason, he must attempt to communicate with Qin Zheng, to see if their adversarial relationship could be neutralized, or if he could find a glimr of hope for himself.