Max-Level Learning Ability: Facing The Cliff And Repenting For 80 Years Chapter 483: Young Girl (2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Especially the Jade Emperor, whose chaotic consciousness in his mind had been suppressed, gradually beginning to restore his true self.

At this mont, he finally awakened.

The Jade Emperor, pale-faced, surveyed his surroundings, especially the imnse tremors in the starry sky, murmuring, “Is there another assault on the Fourth World?”

The Ziwei Emperor awoke on the other side, looking out at the world beyond. He saw familiar stars but found the surroundings empty.

“Old friends are falling one by one, like leaves in the wind,” the Ziwei Emperor sighed. Now, he no longer concerned himself with past grievances and losses; such matters had dissipated over ti.

Those who had argued with them back then were all gone. Their lives were now reduced to the last flickers, like candles in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any mont.

What was there to argue about anymore?

“Brother Jade Emperor, how are you holding up?” the Ziwei Emperor asked weakly from afar.

“Not well. I’ve spent my twilight years in a daze—it’s really disgraceful. Back in the day, we were so full of vigor, but our old age is so bleak,” the Jade Emperor chuckled bitterly. As an Emperor, his soul fluctuated, capturing the world’s information and quickly understanding the changes over the past years.

“A new era has arrived. We two old guys should have been buried in the old era. That was our ti, and our brothers belonged to that era, too,” the Jade Emperor said sorrowfully.

“Brother Jade Emperor, I didn’t expect Gouchen to choose to Whale Fall. Compared to him, we seem too stubborn,” the Ziwei Emperor also chuckled wryly.

“Waking up at the last mont of life, I’m quite satisfied. We almost destroyed the Celestial Court, but thankfully, the master of the Celestial Court saved us. Now, they are saving this world,” the Jade Emperor said softly.

“Brother Jade Emperor, our other brothers died at the dam of the Fourth World. As their elder brothers, we should avenge them,” the Ziwei Emperor struggled to stand up, gazing at the stars. His eyes shone brightly; this was the place he had protected since his youth.

Boom!

The Ziwei Emperor, like a candle in the wind, burned everything he had.

With one step, his montum surged, spreading through the Emperor Space, beyond the world, and throughout the Immortal Plane.

The once brilliant Ziwei Emperor had returned.

At this mont, many old-tirs felt this aura, their bodies trembling, tears welling up. This was the aura of the Ziwei Emperor.

Following the Ziwei Emperor was the Jade Emperor. He knew his ti was limited; if his chaotic mories invaded again, he wouldn’t be able to resist.

So, at this mont, he ascended to his peak, burned everything, and returned to his pinnacle.

This pinnacle would last only for a quarter of an hour.

That quarter of an hour was the Jade Emperor’s forr peak.

His peak was no weaker than the Kunlun Immortal’s back then.

He could have broken through to the Venerable Realm.

Boom!

The Ziwei Emperor and the Jade Emperor, like teors, streaked across the sky, delving deep into the universe, leaving the people of the Immortal Plane in tearful silence.

They could see clearly that these two ancient Emperors would not return.

In the Celestial Court, many elders shed tears and knelt to bid farewell to the two old Emperors.

At the sa ti, in the Forbidden Lands of the Immortal Plane, so Emperors who had sealed themselves away saw this scene. So continued their silence, while others awakened.

“When the Ancient Celestial Court assaulted the Fourth World, I didn’t participate. If I don’t participate this ti, our holand will be gone,” an Emperor said, climbing out of his grave, slowly moving his body, his aura continuously increasing, eventually soaring into the sky, ascending to his peak, delving into the universe.

“I, Zhuge Wudi, am back!” another Emperor burst out, roaring, ascending to his peak.

“The War God of the Immortal Plane, battling the Fourth World!” An Emperor clad in white armor, holding a long spear, charged out.

“Dire Dragon Dias, representing the Dragon Clan, enters the battle.” A long howl echoed as a massive evil dragon flew from the endless deep sea into the starry ocean.

At this mont, the people of the Immortal Plane were dumbfounded.

In various worlds, pseudo-Emperors swallowed hard, unable to believe their eyes.

The God Realm, Buddha Realm, Monster Realm, and Hell all fell silent.

In their eyes, the seemingly weak Immortal Plane had so many Emperors, even Venerables.

Moreover, they all knew that going to the starry sky this ti ant facing death, yet they still went resolutely.

In the Forbidden Lands, those ancient beings no longer waited for the Supre Path, choosing to burn their power for the Immortal Plane.

At this mont, Li Qingshan’s eight past lives flew ahead, followed by teor-like streaks across the sky, traversing the universe as Emperors from the Immortal Plane erged.

Seeing this, Li Qingshan was overwhelmingly moved.

He recognized these Emperors.

The Ziwei Emperor and the Jade Emperor needed no introduction.

The other Emperors from the Forbidden Lands—Li Qingshan had walked past their graves, and comprehended their teachings, knowing they had endured for millions of years, waiting for the Supre Path. But now, with the uncertainty of when the Supre Path would appear, they left the Forbidden Lands, ascended to their peaks, and joined this battle.

This sight deeply moved Li Qingshan, his eyes reddening. Their arrival, in such a dire mont, brought hope.

The battle itself was already dangerous, with too few people from the Immortal Plane to bear it.

Now, their addition brought hope to the fight.

Boom boom boom!