Netherworld Retrograde

Capítulo 818: Chapter 381: Return of the Immortal (Part 2)

Try to trap the enemy inside the rift as much as possible.

In the crowd, Yun Yue’s expression slightly changed.

At the moment the Human Champion fell in battle, she felt an overwhelming sadness.

But she quickly steadied her mind, lifted her weapon, and charged towards the enemy once more.

The fight wasn’t over yet; the future champions had given their lives to assist, and they must seize it!

….

Within the rift, countless Scale Corpse Strongmen were terrified; some attempted to flee back to the future, only to be swept away instantly.

Others braced themselves to escape to the past, yet upon leaving the rift, were faced with the horrific Chaos Army and Human strongmen.

“Rush through, we have no way back! Rush through!” a Scale Corpse King roared, but as a King, he dared not step out of the rift.

Because, the Heavenly Palace’s Heavenly Tribulation would either severely injure or kill him. Unless they could break through the Immortal Palace’s tribulation defense, they couldn’t leave the rift.

Even as powerful as a King, he was bound within the river of time.

“Holy Emperor!” a Scale Corpse Strongman spoke fearfully: “Quick, cross the river of time!”

They were out of options, the Time Worm was utterly destroyed, and the river of time would soon vanish. All Scale Corpse Strongmen caught in the river would face a horrible fate.

Only a powerful Holy Emperor might still have a chance to escape.

“Please, Holy Emperor, return to the future and save our civilization! With your strength, if you abandon us, you might succeed!”

“Please return, the Scale Remains Civilization cannot lose you!”

“Lord!”

“There’s no more hope. Our time-space anchor point has been destroyed; we can’t return. There’s no way out.” The Holy Emperor’s authoritative voice echoed in the rift.

This made all the Scale Corpse Strongmen despair; they were the mightiest civilization of that future. They possessed Emperor Level experts, as well as Kings and Supremes.

Almost ruling the world, yet these elite strongmen now faced demise within the river of time.

Then why bother? Wouldn’t continued existence in their future as the strongest civilization ensure a greater chance of overcoming Humans?

“But our path is not yet severed!” The Holy Emperor’s eyes shone with golden light: “Advance, my people! Let us fully invade the past and truly remain in that time-space. With my strength, I can protect you as long as we find a way to rid ourselves of the cost. This is our final way out!”

This ignited new hope among the Scale Corpse Strongmen.

Indeed, they had no other route. Why not fully establish themselves in that time-space?

With their civilization’s height, once stabilized, they will eventually reign over all once more!

Changing history? It entailed too many variables!

Why not… create history themselves! Carve out a future wholly their own!

“Advance! This is our last chance!” The Scale Corpse Strongmen roared, surging towards the rift.

The Holy Emperor continued to cross the already disrupted river of time.

….

The rift was rapidly healing, and the strongmen charging out of it grew increasingly ferocious.

Even the bloodthirsty Chaos Demon Army found its defenses gradually torn apart by the relentless assault.

If the Scale Remains Civilization had previously had a chance to retreat,

even if they failed to alter history, they could return in time and remain the protagonists of that era.

But now, they were in a do-or-die mood, courageously facing death regardless of strength!

Meanwhile, the Holy Emperor’s figure began to manifest in the rift.

The terrifying aura summoned dense Thunder Clouds on the battlefield.

The Holy Emperor had yet to leave the rift when the Immortal Palace sensed the danger and reacted.

Dark Thunder Clouds almost obscured the sky, and within them, Thunder etched diagrams appeared, ferocious Thunder Tribulation brewing.

The overwhelming pressure deterred the Scale Remains Civilization’s warships from taking off again.

Within the Thunder Tribulation, it seemed as if living beings materialized. The Azure Dragon, White Tiger, and other beast-shaped Thunders cast their eyes down from the Thunder Cloud as if poised to strike.

This was the strongest Heavenly Tribulation within the Immortal Palace!

Should this tribulation occur, the entire battlefield might be shattered.

Yet the Holy Emperor raised his gaze to the Thunder Cloud: “If it were the Ancient Heavenly Court Thunder Tribulation Formation, even I would be cautious. Now, you dare show off with such a mere residual formation?”

This was the Holy Emperor’s arrogance, as the strongest of that era.

He possessed his pride and boldness.

In the future, this Divine Treasure Immortal Palace would ultimately become a haven for Humans.

Humans left the Flame within the Immortal Palace, hoping for its continuation.

Admittedly, this plan worked. The Scale Remains never found the Immortal Palace’s location.

But the Scale Remains Civilization still held much intelligence about it, particularly aware of its tribulation’s might.

He indeed hoped the tribulation would descend to clear some unstable factors for him.

This time-space harbored too many variables; the Dawn Monarch, the Loathing Empress… these changes subtly made him uneasy.

Something had changed the destiny path of this world.

…

Meanwhile, the Believer of Deceit had already distanced himself from the battlefield.

Though he wished to witness the climax of the show firsthand, he didn’t want to leave his life behind in the battle.

Once that Holy Emperor stepped out of the rift, the outcome of the battlefield would be decided.

He wondered if Humans had any countermeasures left? Would that Divine Chosen sacrifice everyone to summon the Divine’s projection? Or perhaps, seize the opportunity to Ascend Demon?

“I need to find a good vantage point…” he adjusted his black-framed glasses, his eyes lighting up. That lone cliff in the distance seemed like a decent, no, even a perfect viewing spot!

He immediately rushed towards the cliff but changed expression as he approached.

For on the cliff edge, there already stood the… apparition of a white-robed Taoist?

“It seems we have the same taste.” The Taoist’s apparition chuckled.

“You’re… Changle Immortal Monarch?” The Believer of Deceit was surprised, then raised an eyebrow and said, “No, you’re just… a mechanism.”

As a fellow conspirator, yes, the Believer of Deceit regarded Changle Immortal Monarch as a kindred spirit.

They both wove plots, finding joy in their gains.

The tenets of Deceit Dao suited Changle Immortal Monarch perfectly.

The God of Deceit, the Master of Transformation, would likely appreciate Changle Immortal Monarch.

But alas, this was not the true form of Changle Immortal Monarch.

“Correct, I’m merely a countermeasure left in the Treasure Vault by Changle Immortal Monarch,” the apparition laughed.

“Countermeasure?” The Believer of Deceit smiled joyously. “Let me guess, is it Ghost Immortal Yu Tian? To eliminate this scourge, Changle Immortal Monarch indeed left an effective measure.”

“Not entirely…” The Taoist apparition also smiled joyously. “Because I thought of something even more interesting!”

The Taoist apparition snapped his fingers lightly, and ancient characters surfaced.

“This is?” The Believer of Deceit squinted, attempting to glimpse its secret, only to find it was merely a simple Seeking Secret Treasure. Those whose names were inscribed would be highlighted, possessing no offensive ability.

“Sometimes, a small Secret Treasure can trigger a spectacular performance. Back then… hehe.” The Taoist apparition grinned mischievously.

Soon after, a light beam connecting heaven and earth emerged from the edge of the battlefield.

In an instant, it drew the battlefield’s every eye.

Within the light beam, there stood the figure of the Ghost Immortal.

Amidst the battlefield chaos, his figure was exposed to all.

Ghost Immortal Yu Tian wore a perplexed expression, intending to wait for the Holy Emperor to shatter the tribulation or destroy the Immortal Palace.

If needed, he was prepared to act again.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly found himself exposed to everyone.

“Is this Changle Immortal Monarch’s doing? Damned creature! Can’t you rest in peace?!” Ghost Immortal Yu Tian cursed, immediately trying to leave the battlefield.

However, just as he was about to move…

Suddenly, he heard a bright horn sound.

That was… the Nether River Horn!

The next moment, he fearfully realized he had lost control of his body.

Simultaneously, a commanding shout erupted from his own mouth, echoing across the Sky Dome.

“Who dares to challenge my Heavenly Court!”