Chapter 2062: 2061: The Dominator and Divine Emperor Reborn

Capítulo 2062: Chapter 2061: The Dominator and Divine Emperor Reborn

The blood flowing from this person dripped, “drip, drip,” eventually returning back into the tree’s body.

If you say that the tree originally looked normal, but after this person was embedded in it, everything became somewhat terrifying, even making one feel a chill down their spine.

“Is that the Old Tree?” someone gazed at the tree, murmuring.

The Human Emperor waved his hand and called out softly, “Old Tree, we’ve come here, so stop pretending to be mysterious.

All that has passed must be resolved today.”

As he spoke these words, a sound of “crack, crack” was suddenly heard.

The Old Tree slowly raised his head.

He seemed to struggle, as if his entire body might fracture with each movement, the sound was enough to give anyone goosebumps.

As the Old Tree raised his head, his face appeared like barren tree bark, full of wrinkles.

His eyes were filled with the aura of death, ancient and indifferent, viewing life and death with detachment.

“I plotted against the world, deceived the Heavenly Dao and feigned death, I’ve done many things in my life.

But there’s one thing I didn’t anticipate,” the Old Tree began, his voice not old, but rather having a crispness to it.

“I never expected that you ants, whose fate has already been decided, would repeatedly seek rebellion.

What is the meaning in that?”

“From the moment you were eroded by my bloodline, everything had already ended.”

“Return to where you came from, as when the day of my resurrection comes, you will merge into me, contributing to a single body of strength.”

“If that’s your stance, then there is no other way but to battle,” the Human Emperor stared at the Old Tree, surrounded by a majestic aura.

The powerful aura seemed like a fierce storm.

Gathering the winds from the surrounding mountain peaks.

The imposing might was astonishing, the gaze intimidating.

He calmly stated, “Our fates can only be decided by ourselves, no one else has the right to decide them.”

“You really think you can defy me?” The Old Tree shook his head.

He didn’t seem angry, viewing these people as ants, insignificant, simply failing to see reality.

He slowly raised his right hand, and at that moment, everyone noticed that his right hand was connected to countless tree roots.

And the tree in front of them, its roots were entrenched in the entire dead mountain, as the Old Tree raised his right hand.

One by one, the roots spread like a spider web, impenetrable, each root beginning to emit a bloody light.

These roots began to shake, one end embedded in the Old Tree, the other end piercing into the statues ahead.

There were at least thousands of these statues.

When each root pierced in, it seemed as if blood was flowing into it.

The stone layer on the surface of the statues began to peel away.

Revealing fresh flesh inside, as if awakening from long suffocation.

These statues turned into living, breathing people with flesh and blood.

But upon closer inspection, it was noticed that the statues’ eyes were vacant, as if devoid of consciousness and soul.

Like puppets controlled by strings, manipulated by the roots piercing their bodies.

Among them, some roots were the thickest.

Those were the protectors of the Divine Emperor.

Wrath Heaven, Seven Swords, Frost, Three Lifetimes, these four Celestial Kings.

Besides the four Celestial Kings, the branch directly connected to the Divine Emperor was the most terrifying.

As blood continuously poured in, the statue of the Divine Emperor remained unresponsive.

When other statues had completed their transformation, the statue of the Divine Emperor only began to shed its stone skin.

And the process was particularly slow.

It seemed that the blood from thousands present was not as much as the statue of the Divine Emperor received.

However, the aura the Divine Emperor exuded was extraordinarily impressive.

Once all the stone skin had peeled away, the Divine Emperor slowly opened his eyes.

For that moment, the heavens and the earth seemed to blur, as if day turned into night.

As the Divine Emperor opened his eyes, the change of day came, yet his gaze remained vacant, without the slightest trace of consciousness.

“Divine Emperor, do you recognize us?” someone shouted.

It was a truly peculiar mood.

On one hand, there was the joy of seeing the Divine Emperor, yet also a touch of unfamiliarity.

The Divine Emperor before them seemed extraordinarily unfamiliar, even to the Elder Master Yu, his former servant.

Elder Master Yu’s hands trembled as he looked at the Divine Emperor, speechless for a long while.

“Real or fake?” The Mountain-Controlling River Emperor asked with a frown.

He was momentarily unsure.

Logically speaking, it should be fake.

However, within his perception, the Divine Emperor before him didn’t seem fabricated.

“It is real, it is the Divine Emperor,” Elder Master Yu exclaimed excitedly.

“Be careful, something feels off,” the Human Emperor reminded.

“The person is real, but the Divine Soul should be controlled, who knows what method the Old Tree employed,” said Xu Zimei.

“You are not qualified to engage me,” the Old Tree spoke at this time.

His voice echoed through the firmament, deafening and enduring, stirring the boundless clouds and winds.

In a commanding tone, “First have fun with your own kind, self-slaughter is the most amusing of events.

However, if you leave now, I won’t hold it against you, consider it yourselves.

Mighty as the Divine Emperor, yet even he was a mere defeated opponent of mine, do you really think you can defeat me?”

Upon hearing these words, Xu Zimei spoke with a cold chuckle: “The more you say, the more it shows you’re uncertain.

Otherwise, you’d finish us off, devour blood to hasten your resurrection, wouldn’t you?

You are afraid, aren’t you!”

Upon hearing Xu Zimei’s words, the Old Tree turned, focusing his gaze on Xu Zimei.

All around, the force of the curse began to stir violently.

“Who are you, without my bloodline, what is your purpose here?”

“Don’t you think you’re asking too many questions?” Xu Zimei replied.

“I came here just to seek an answer.

One answer will suffice.”

“What do you want to know?” the Old Tree asked.

“What is your relationship with the Primordial God-King?” Xu Zimei said calmly.

His tone was peaceful, yet as it reached the Old Tree’s ears, it was like a clap of thunder.

His previously calm demeanor finally shifted.

His face turned horrified, unable to respond for a long while.

“Primordial, Primordial!”

Until quite some time passed, the Old Tree murmured, “It has been long since I heard that title.

Who on earth are you, how do you know that name?”

Xu Zimei did not answer his question, but instead smiled: “It seems there’s no need for your answer, I have already found it.

You must be that escaping Inferior Corpse.”

Speaking of this Old Tree, his origin is indeed interesting.

Or rather, he isn’t called the Old Tree; his true name should be the Inferior Corpse.

In the history of the Nine Domains, several figures had taken on the Heaven Challenge.

In the most ancient of times were the Ancient Gods Seeking the Dao.

Afterward, the Primordial God-King proved invincible in the Divine Demon Well, earning the title of Dominator.

The Dominator perished in the Heaven Challenge, but few knew he left behind his Three Corpses before his challenge.

Also known as the Slaying of Three Corpses!