Limitless Ascension: Strength Amid Adversity – Chapter 762

“Amitabha Buddha~”

A voice, ancient and weathered, echoed through the starry sky, like a cleansing wave for the soul.

In the Western Sky Realm, a figure draped in robes radiating a billion rays of Buddha light sat cross-legged on a lotus platform, speaking calmly:

“Everyone, please calm down. This humble monk fully understands your feelings, but this matter is of great importance. I kindly ask that you refrain from interfering in this dispute, as it will affect fairness.”

The speaker was the supreme Buddha of the Buddha Clan, the highest leader of the Western Sky Realm!

“Buddha, stop with the cold comfort! It’s not your disciple that’s dead, so of course you think it doesn’t matter!” The Titan Clan Ancestor roared, his temper flaring.

The Buddha’s voice remained emotionless as he replied, “A monastic does not speak falsehoods. I assure you, the true culprit will face their deserved punishment. Before that, I kindly ask for your patience.”

At this moment, the Dao Lord, the head of the Dao Clan, who ranked first in the Divine Court, coolly stated, “I agree with the Buddha. Since you’ve engaged in this fight, be prepared for the worst. Moreover, the battle isn’t over yet. I believe that the so-called Ye Tian Emperor will soon be defeated by our Dao Child, bringing revenge for everyone’s disciples.”

The Dao Lord was shrouded in chaotic mist, his form indistinct, seemingly existing both in the past and future, adding an air of elusiveness.

In terms of status, he stood shoulder to shoulder with the Buddha, both having fought openly and in secret for many years, while still collaborating at times.

With the Dao Lord’s endorsement, the world leaders fell silent.

“Humph!” Seeing this, the Titan Clan Ancestor’s expression darkened, struggling to suppress his urge to act.

The Lord of Ten Thousand Swords wore a vague expression, silent.

No one understood the terrifying nature of the Eternal Sword Heart better than him. If even the three prodigies couldn’t defeat this brat, he would have to step in personally to eliminate this great threat!

Then.

Realizing they had entered the decisive battle, countless beings in the universe held their breath, hearts racing, fixating on the unfolding images on the light screen.

Soon, Dao Wuhen, Shijia Shengsi, and Situ Kong arrived, clashing with Ye Junlin in an unprecedented monumental battle.

Everyone thought with the three prodigies joining forces, things would go smoothly.

But the reality was, they found themselves in a deadlock with Ye Junlin.

In everyone’s eyes, this Ye Tian Emperor stood alone against the three prodigies from the Divine Court, an astonishing feat.

“How is this possible?!” Many giants were left in shock.

“In due time, if this person reaches the Saint Ancestor Realm, even us old monsters won’t be able to suppress him!” An elder from the Saint Ancestor Realm felt a chill run down his spine.

The power Ye Junlin displayed was simply too terrifying, exceeding their understanding, triggering a strong sense of crisis within.

“It won’t happen. My son Situ Kong will be fine…” The Bright Clan leader Situ Tian feigned calm.

The Dao Lord and Buddha both wore solemn expressions, clearly recognizing how challenging this battle was.

But now, it was too late to change anything, they could only watch.

Suddenly, an anomaly erupted on the battlefield.

A strange formation trapped everyone, including Ye Junlin, and it was set up by a little girl with twin ponytails!

“Who is she?!”

The starry sky erupted into commotion.

“I recognize her! She is Rosa, the princess of the Asura Clan!” a being exclaimed.

This caused an uproar in the Divine Court Realm.

Clearly an issue of the Divine Court, yet a creature from Nine Nether, especially the Asura Clan’s princess, yielded a totally different nature to the situation!

“Damnable Nine Nether creatures, daring to stir trouble under our noses! Do they think we have no one in the Divine Court?!”

Boom! A terrifying aura exploded as the Titan Clan Ancestor charged out of his realm, seizing the opportunity to intervene forcefully.

Using the excuse of eliminating Rosa, he actually aimed to take down Ye Junlin to avenge his descendants.

Swish!

At this moment, a massive shadow cast itself across the starry sky, blocking the Titan Clan Ancestor.

It was a towering middle-aged man with an overwhelming presence and a piercing gaze.

He struck out with a hand, sending the Titan Clan Ancestor reeling back.

“It’s you!”

The Titan Clan Ancestor felt the dreadful power and shouted in fury.

The one who intervened was none other than the Asura Clan leader, Luo Wuliang!

Luo Wuliang also kept tabs on this conflict, knowing well how the choice of who became the Divine Court’s young master would influence future events.

Little did he expect to see his precious daughter on the battlefield in the Kunlun Realm, leaving Luo Wuliang stunned.

Realizing the seriousness of the situation, he hurriedly used his divine ability to project himself, giving his daughter support.

Boom, boom, boom~!

In the Divine Court Realm, many powerful Saint Ancestor auras erupted, all aimed at Luo Wuliang’s projection.

The starry sky trembled as a great battle was about to ignite.

“Amitabha Buddha, Lord Luo, what does this mean? Are you formally declaring war on our Divine Court?” the Buddha asked solemnly.

“Just a projection won’t be enough to face us; better have your real body come,” the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords replied coldly.

Though they said this, the intimidation of the projection was immense, and they dared not be careless.

After all, this was the handiwork of the highest decision-maker from the Nine Nether Ten Clans!

In a sense, the other party’s status was second only to the Nine Nether Lord!

Thus, they could not underestimate him!

Luo Wuliang solemnly declared, “This was an accident; I will take my daughter and won’t interfere in your dispute!”

After all, he knew he was in the wrong.

He had not anticipated his daughter would be so audacious, believing she could waltz into the Kunlun Realm and cause chaos under the watchful eyes of the world’s leaders.

This move was undoubtedly like sending a sheep into a tiger’s den!

Luo Wuliang was both furious and anxious, reluctantly stepping in to apply pressure.

However, the leaders of the various worlds had their own agendas, eager to capitalize on the chance to deal with Ye Junlin.

“Get lost!”

The Lord of the Heavens bellowed, the third eye on his forehead unleashing a blinding beam that pierced the vast starry sky.

“How dare you!”

Luo Wuliang was enraged and struck back.

As the battle erupted, more world leaders assailed the imposing projection.

Boom, boom, boom…

No one expected that a horrific battle in the Saint Ancestor Realm would break out just like that.

Though Luo Wuliang was known as the strongest of the Nine Nether Ten Clans, his projection wielded only half his power, so it wasn’t long before he was suppressed by the giants.

The projection flickered uncertainly, gradually becoming ethereal.

Luo Wuliang’s expression was a mix of rage and anxiety.

If his projection were destroyed, it would be some time before he could arrive on the scene.

For one must know, the Asura Realm was separated from the Kunlun Realm by multiple vast star systems!

“You can’t stop us!”

The Lord of Ten Thousand Swords formed a hand sign, piercing the air toward Luo Wuliang’s projection.

Swish! A massive white sword brimming with righteousness materialized and thrust straight at Luo Wuliang’s projection.

Wherever it passed, star rivers shattered.

Luo Wuliang’s heart sank. He knew that if this sword hit, his projection would be obliterated.

Suddenly.

An old, weary sigh echoed, “Sigh…”

In an instant, a withered, bony hand reached out, grasping the massive white sword and shattering it into dazzling stardust.

“Who?!”

The Lord of Ten Thousand Swords’ expression changed; anyone capable of that was undoubtedly a peerless existence!

The giants sensed something and looked around in surprise.

Luo Wuliang was equally astonished, eager to know who had helped him at such a critical moment.

After all, no clan leader from Nine Nether had stepped forward to support him; mainly due to the long distance and reluctance to intervene in this matter.

Thus, the only possible helper was a powerful figure from the Divine Court!

Who could it be?!

Suddenly.

The universe fell silent.

An old man, dressed plainly and resembling a farmer, stepped forth from a starfield, each step spanning millions of miles, his aura unfathomable.

“You are…” The Lord of Ten Thousand Swords’ pupils constricted, feeling an unmistakable danger.

The Dao Lord focused intently on this farmer-like elder, his voice tinged with seriousness, “No wonder I’ve felt an ambiguous aura lingering in the universe; it turns out it was you! You’re still alive!”

It was unimaginable that this was a being even the leader of the Primordial Realm feared!

The faces of the giants showed shock, this statement revealing a wealth of information!

The Lord of the Heavens tentatively asked, “May I inquire, Dao Lord, who is he?”

The Dao Lord replied gravely, “You must have heard of him. He is one of the legendary Four Absolutes of Ancient Kunlun, Elder Changsheng!”

Upon hearing this.

The giants were shaken, eyes wide in disbelief.

The Four Absolutes of Ancient Kunlun were Empress Fuyao, Emperor Tian, Elder Changsheng, and Luan.

It was said that during a great upheaval, Luan betrayed, Empress Fuyao fell in battle, Emperor Tian was captured, and Elder Changsheng vanished without a trace.

The Kunlun Realm declined from prosperity to stagnation, falling behind in this age.

Who would have thought that all these years later, Empress Fuyao was not dead, and the long-lost Elder Changsheng was here!