novelraw Chapter 584 - 568: Cao Cao_1
Chapter 584 - 568: Cao Cao_1
"No...!" Soul Martial Ancestor shrieked in terror, but before he could finish, the Xuanyuan Sword pierced through his body. Blood poured out like a waterfall, staining the Heavenly Universe red.
Lowering his head to the ceaseless flow of blood from his wound, the radiant light in his eyes gradually dimmed, fading away like the last glimmer of a fire on a bitter winter’s night.
Suddenly, his dulled gaze filled with intense hatred.
On the brink of life and death, his manipulated memories vanished, restoring his true self. The inhuman torment he had endured in the grand hall that day flooded back, vivid and clear.
"I’ve been a fool my entire life!" Soul Martial Ancestor mocked himself.
Everyone knew him as the Saint Heir of the Eternal Temple, a position of nobility and an object of countless envy.
However, only he knew the desolation behind it all. Possessing the ’Divine Body of Voidness Dao,’ he was nothing more than a pawn, destined for death.
Opposite him, Qin Wudao silently withdrew the Xuanyuan Sword, unleashing a torrent of blood.
"COUGH, COUGH."
Soul Martial Ancestor stumbled, his breath growing weaker. In a trembling voice, he said, "You must be careful... there’s a more terrifying being behind ’Catastrophe.’ The Eternal Temple collects special constitutions to resu..."
His words remained unfinished. His eyes slowly closed, life draining from his body.
A more terrifying being?
Qin Wudao’s eyes sharpened, his expression turning somber.
He realized that a conspiracy enveloping the nine eras of the Primitive Continent was about to be unveiled, and the instigators were the entities lurking behind ’Catastrophe.’
If ’Catastrophe’ itself, operating in the open, possessed Demi-Immortal cultivation, how terrifying must the existences backing it be?
Could it be them?
Recalling the immense heavenly tribulations experienced by the powerhouses of the Qin Dynasty during their breakthroughs, a suspect had already formed in Qin Wudao’s mind.
"Jade Zun, be buried beneath the might of Catastrophe!"
Right at that moment, an indifferent voice disrupted Qin Wudao’s contemplation.
He looked up and saw ’Catastrophe’ with arms spread wide, condensing a gray energy ball. Its calamitous power surged, manifesting a terrifying might capable of obliterating the cosmos.
Not far away, Jade Zun was enshrouded in immortal light, his hair disheveled. His mighty Demi-Immortal body was riddled with thumb-sized bloody holes, the residual power of Catastrophe corroding his flesh and blood.
This is not good! Qin Wudao mused, filled with anxiety.
He could tell that Jade Zun had reached his limit. Continuing the battle would only lead to defeat.
As strong as Jade Zun was, he was just an ordinary Demi-Immortal Martial Artist!
And ’Catastrophe’?
It was the very embodiment of tribulation, wielding the power of Catastrophe. Whether Jade Zun was only at the Semi-Immortal Realm or had even broken through to the Immortal Realm, victory against such an entity was not assured.
And if Jade Zun fell, everyone present would be slaughtered by ’Catastrophe’!
"Ding! Congratulations, Host, for defeating the special constitution ’Divine Body of Voidness Dao.’ Reward: Cao Cao. Would you like to summon?"
Cao Cao! Qin Wudao’s heart trembled.
This was an extraordinary figure!
A capable minister in times of peace, a formidable hero in times of chaos!
Most importantly, this was the first imperial figure Qin Wudao had summoned. The personages he had summoned before were all civil officials and military generals.
"System, summon Cao Cao!" Qin Wudao hastily commanded.
He knew how perilous his current situation was and pinned his last hope on Cao Cao.
"Go!"
At the same time, ’Catastrophe’ had also finished condensing its energy ball. A blinding light of catastrophe soared, carrying world-annihilating might as it pierced through the air.
Jade Zun, struggling against the calamitous power, trembled and spat out a mouthful of blood. Seeing the approaching energy ball, his face filled with despair. This was an attack he could not possibly withstand.
If hit, he would likely be vaporized instantly!
"Even the divine turtle, for all its longevity, has an end!"
"The soaring serpent may ride the mists, but it will still turn to dust!"
"An old steed in the stable still yearns to gallop a thousand miles!"
"To wine, we sing; for how fleeting is life?"
"Who does not love the depth of mountains and the height of their peaks!"
"As Duke Zhou humbly welcomed the wise, all under Heaven pledged their hearts!"
At this critical juncture, a resonant and heroic voice echoed from all directions. Though no speaker was seen, its power alone made the three thousand principles of the world tremble.
With each resounding verse of the poem, a different vision materialized in the Void: a divine tortoise braving tempestuous waves; a soaring serpent riding the mists, transforming into a dragon; an old steed galloping across a battlefield; the towering Male Mountain reaching ever higher; and great rivers flowing to the horizon...
All beings in the world were mesmerized by these visions, utterly forgetting themselves.
When the final sentence fell, a hazy silhouette materialized at the very center of the Primitive Continent. It exuded an aura of high status and immense power, one that was courteous to the worthy and drew the allegiance of the world.
Myriad visions bowed in obeisance, creating the illusion that Heaven and Earth themselves were prostrating!
"Who is that?!" ’Catastrophe’ exclaimed in shock, glancing around vigilantly while roaring in fury.
After the mysterious voice resounded, ’Catastrophe’ found the calamitous power within its body faintly suppressed; the might it could unleash was less than half of what it was before.
Who is this newcomer? Does such an expert still exist on the Primitive Continent? Why have I never heard of them? Could it be a remnant from the Primal Era?
"Shatter!"
Facing the weakened energy sphere, Jade Zun was overjoyed. He brandished his battle sword, unleashing all his strength to obliterate it.
Afterward, he retreated thousands of miles, watching the celestial visions with profound curiosity.
The powerhouses from all the Great Sacred Lands, Immortality Mountain, the Eternal Temple, and the Great Qin Saint’s Court were all gazing at the sky, their faces etched with astonishment.
They could feel an overwhelmingly powerful aura emerging!
This aura was akin to that of a master of the Literary Dao, a capable minister skilled in governance, a formidable warlord, and even more so, a sovereign emperor wielding supreme authority.
RUMBLE!
The Void tore open, and a short figure stepped out. He was dressed in a majestic black robe and held a battle sword, his eyes slender, his beard long.
An aura of terror erupted from him, obscuring the sun and moon, annihilating the ages, sweeping across the world, suppressing all in existence, and spreading towards the four seas and eight wildernesses.
Across the boundless Primitive Continent, countless billions of beings all trembled, feeling utterly insignificant.
"It is... Lord Cao!" Guo Jia, Xu Chu, Dian Wei, and others cried out in surprise.
Zhuge Liang, Ma Chao, Huang Zhong, Zhang Fei, Guan Yu, and others, all stared at the short figure, their expressions complex. They hadn’t expected it to be him!
Cao Cao? Lv Bu’s eyes glinted with defiance as he stared directly at Cao Cao, his gaze ice-cold and brimming with battle intent. The black Square Sky Halberd in his grip pulsed with a piercing, sanguine light.
In his previous life, he had been defeated by Cao Cao—the greatest shame of his life.
In this life, he vowed to defeat Cao Cao and wash away the humiliation of his past!
But his strength is so immense! Lv Bu quickly shook his head in disappointment. In his current state, he was no match for Cao Cao.
It’s no wonder. As one of the sovereigns of the Three Kingdoms era, a time teeming with talent, he defeated numerous powerful feudal lords to build such a vast domain. His strength would naturally be immense. In a way, Cao Cao was the foremost figure of the Three Kingdoms!
"Your Majesty, allow this subject to eliminate the enemy before paying proper respects!"
Cao Cao stood resolute in the Void. He first offered a respectful salute to Qin Wudao, then drew his sword. A surge of murderous intent billowed from him, locking onto the bewildered ’Catastrophe’!
His tone was nonchalant, as if he were about to crush a mere ant.