"Burn the Ten Thousand Ages!"
With a thunderous roar, the phantom image of the Source Pagoda, burning with primeval fire, appeared behind him. The primal power was unleashed, descending upon Xiang Yu once more.
The ancient star path was shattering. This boundless territory, born with the Immortal Realm, a land only Immortal Emperors could tread, began to disintegrate, to crumble!
The Ancestor of Desolate Source pushed his immeasurable body, his arms raised, embracing the phantom Source Pagoda burning with primeval power. With a furious roar, his blood essence ignited, and he ferociously slammed it towards Xiang Yu!
Boom!
Bang bang bang!!
The Immortal Realm trembled incessantly!
"Suppress!"
Yang Hao's Imperial Body materialized in the vast void, scanning the earth. With a single word, boundless dragon might! Imperial prestige! it suppressed and stabilized the trembling territory!
His gaze swept forward, piercing through spatial rifts, seeing the ancient star path disintegrating and crumbling. His gaze continued onward, seeing that terrifying battlefield!
Xiang Yu's peerless halberd light shattered the phantom Source Pagoda. Beneath this strike, the physical body of the Ancestor of Desolate Source was annihilated. Boundless blood essence scattered. Xiang Yu did not cease his onslaught. He advanced, wielding his great halberd to sweep away the boundless blood essence, expel the power of the Ancestor of Desolate Source, and extinguish the burning primeval fire.
Clang!
With his left hand reaching back, he plunged it into the chaos and dragged out the Overlord Spear. He hurled it, sending it flying to the end of space. Boundless laws were pierced. The Overlord Spear blocked the fleeing primordial spirit of the Ancestor of Desolate Source. The Overlord Spear pulsed with an immeasurable, tyrannical will, sealing space and cutting off all possibility of escape for the Ancestor of Desolate Source.
"Fight to the death!"
"This battle is till we die!"
"This Immortal Realm of Ten Thousand Ages, I shall usher it in. This final path to transcendence, I shall carve out step by step! The rules of the Great Dao will be stabilized, the path of cultivation will be broadened! Fight! Battle!"
"Tread upon my flesh, annihilate my primordial spirit, and carve out the undying rivers and mountains of my Great Han!"
The Ancestor of Desolate Source raged, roaring as he desperately fought forward, seeking to break the seal of the Overlord Spear and annihilate that tyrannical will!
"Die!"
Xiang Yu strode into this place. He raised his great halberd without hesitation. Under the Ancestor of Desolate Source's desperate, cornered struggle, he still swung it down. The halberd light slashed across his primordial spirit's head, shattering his consciousness. The halberd light, dark and boundless, vanished into the depths of chaos!
The primordial spirit of the Ancestor of Desolate Source gradually dissipated. With his last ounce of strength, he laboriously turned around, looking back the way he came, looking towards the Immortal Realm, seeing the crumbling ancient star path!
Eons of planning, only to end as a fleeting dream!
Xiang Yu waved his hand, eradicating all traces of the Ancestor of Desolate Source. From the destruction, he refined that faint wisp of primeval fire. He turned and walked to the spatial rift, placing the primeval fire into the Source Pagoda in Laozi's hand. With the primeval essence returned, the shattered ancient star path instantly coalesced anew!
Laozi, carrying the Source Pagoda, walked to its original position and set it down. He then laid down numerous killing formations. Confucius approached, let out a roar, and with vast righteousness from above, a grand hall emerged, concealing everything.
...
In the 360th year of the Great Han, first month.
The new world was completely under the control of the Great Han. Confucius, with his three thousand disciples, arrived in that territory to begin his teachings!
As for Xiang Yu, he was enfeoffed by Yang Hao as the commander of the Imperial Slaughter Army and concurrently served as the commander of the Sky-Splitting Rhinoceros Legion, patrolling the boundless chaos.
In the 363rd year of the Great Han.
The foundation of the Great Han was stable. The ancient star path was also under Yang Hao's control. The Reincarnation Mystic Yellow Pagoda was brought out by him from the Soul Sea and placed beneath the imperial palace, replacing the Source Pagoda and becoming the origin and foundation of all things in this world!
Three years later.
Yang Hao appointed the Crown Prince to oversee the state. He, accompanied by Fan Lingyue, Ling Xuan, and Yun Shan, embarked on a tour of the four directions. This was his first true inspection journey. They traced the path the Great Han had taken, arriving at the former Nine Realms, the place where the Great Han ascended to the Immortal Realm.
They continued onward, reaching the place where Yun Shan's brother resided, walking the paths Yun Shan had taken in her childhood. After they left, they came to the territory where Fan Lingyue once led armies to fight bloody battles for humanity, traversing the years when Fan Lingyue, even in humanity's most difficult times, stood tall and fought for her race!
They pressed on, traveling on an immortal treasure warship across the Sea of Realms. It was as if they saw the past figure of Ling Xuan leaving home to expand the commercial territory of the Great Han. They spoke, laughed, looked, and walked, arriving at Hanjia City!
Here, things had changed, and the former Hanjia City had transformed. Under Yuwen Kai's design, a magnificent temporary palace had been erected, but one place was preserved.
Yang Hao walked alone, step by step. He arrived at the room where he first saw this world. This place was preserved by Yuwen Kai. This was the starting point of Yang Hao's conquest of the four directions, the beginning of everything.
Inside the hall, it was as resplendent as before. Amber wine, jade goblets, gold-footed ewers, emerald plates – nothing had been moved. The decorative patterns around the hall remained unchanged.
Yang Hao looked at everything before him. He lay down on the bed where he had transmigrated into this world. He closed his eyes, as if sleeping for a very, very long time. After a long while, he opened his eyes, looking at the red pillars around him, momentarily lost in thought! Su Dan Novel Network
He reached out and took out a nine-story small tower, milky white. It was an ordinary immortal treasure, refined casually by him and placed on the bed. He walked to the hall door, glanced back at the bed, then pushed the door open and said, "Wei Zhongxian! Return to the palace!"
"The Heavenly Emperor's carriage departs!"
...
In the 366th year of the Great Han.
Chang'an City.
The Imperial Palace.
Xuanzheng Hall.
"If you have something to report, speak!"
"If not, withdraw from court!"
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(The End!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
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