This primordial world is not serious!

Chapter 1072 - 505: The Heavenly Emperor Dies Again and Again! [Happy National Day]

The entire Palace of the Polestar, which had been harmonious just moments ago, suddenly descended into chaos, filled with panic and disarray.

However, before they could take any effective countermeasures.

"Boom!!!"

A deafening, unprecedented, terrifying roar, as if it was going to overturn the entire Heavenly Realm, suddenly came from the distant direction of the South Heavenly Gate.

A black figure descended from the heavens, crashing directly into the South Heavenly Gate. This gate was forged from numerous precious Divine Iron and inscribed with billions of indestructible Guardian Runes, said to be difficult for even a Quasi-Saint Level expert to shake in the short term, but now it was reduced to rubble and fragments.

Immediately following this, an endless menacing headless giant, wielding a giant black war axe formed from his own endless evil qi and battle intent, stepped into this sacred and inviolable Pure Land of the Heavenly Realm one step at a time.

With each step he took, the surface beneath his feet — paved with white jade and shining with divine light — would instantly bear a bottomless giant footprint, while countless black, sinister cracks spread wildly in all directions like a spider web.

His eyes, formed from his nipples, burning with flames of vengeance, locked onto the Supreme figure sitting at the highest point of the Palace of the Polestar, who was also dressed in a Heavenly Emperor's dragon robe.

"Di Jun! You treacherous and despicable villain! Today, I, Xing Tian, will use your filthy and tainted Emperor Blood to wash away my endless years of unbearable disgrace!"

A thunderous roar of unending fury issued forth from the giant mouth formed by Xing Tian's navel, and he raised the black war axe high above his head, ready to strike down upon the Palace of the Polestar, symbolizing the highest authority of the Three Realms.

However, at that moment, a voice full of infinite majesty, yet tinged with helplessness and frustration, slowly resounded from the Heavenly Emperor's Throne.

"Enough! Xing Tian!"

Hao Tian slowly stood up from the supreme throne, and his seemingly lazy, even somewhat thin figure suddenly became incomparably upright and majestic.

An Emperor's might not inferior to Xing Tian's, even more vast, more profound, more unfathomable, explosively emanated from Hao Tian's body, instantly stabilizing the Palace of the Polestar, which was teetering on the brink due to Xing Tian's presence, like the Stabilizing Needle of the Sea God.

Looking at the headless giant below, filled with monstrous resentment and endless battle intent, Hao Tian frowned slightly and said in an indisputable tone, "Look carefully, I am Hao Tian!"

"Not the previous Heavenly Emperor, Demon Emperor Di Jun, who perished long ago in the Ancient Witch Demon Calamity!"

"Hao Tian?"

Xing Tian paused slightly in the air with the black war axe he had raised high. His eyes, formed from his nipples, stared hard at Hao Tian, carefully sensing the aura on Hao Tian's body — an aura that, although full of vast Emperor's might, was distinctly different from Di Jun's domineering, all-burning aura of the Sun Emperor.

After a moment, a roar full of endless disappointment, but even more violent and unreasonable, erupted from the giant mouth formed by Xing Tian's navel.

"I don't care if you're Hao Tian or Hao Yue!"

"Since you've taken this position, since you're wearing these clothes, then you are the master of this Heavenly Court, then you are the so-called 'Heavenly Emperor'!"

"Though Di Jun is dead, someone must atone for the monstrous sins he committed!"

"Today, I will first cut down this newly appointed Heavenly Emperor, then go to the distant Sun Star and crush to dust his two lurking beast nephews!"

Before the words were finished, the black war axe in Xing Tian's hand, without any further hesitation, with a terrifying momentum that seemed to divide the entire Thirty-Three Heavens in half, swung down fiercely upon Hao Tian in the Palace of the Polestar.

"Irreverent fool!"

A glimmer of uncontrollable anger finally flashed in Hao Tian's eyes.

As the Daoist Ancestor personally appointed ruler of the Three Realms, master of the Heavenly Dao's authority, uniting thousands of Immortal Gods under his command, how could he ever endure such unparalleled disgrace of being directly attacked and cursed at his doorstep?

"Since you are determined to die, since you insist on unleashing this relentless hatred upon me, then I shall grant your wish today!"

Facing the devastating strike that seemed capable of severing all the Great Dao Laws, Hao Tian neither dodged nor avoided it. He merely raised one hand slowly.

With his fingers resembling a sword, he pointed remotely towards the black war axe descending upon him.

"Decree! Heavenly Edict! Strip!"

In an instant, an invisible and formless, yet sovereign power of the laws descended from the Nine Heavens, enveloping Xing Tian with an undeniable majesty that no creature could defy.

Xing Tian felt the supreme war axe in his hand, formed by his endless evil qi, unyielding battle intent, and Chaos Law, suddenly dim, as if without warning, all the terrifying laws of "Armor Breaking," "Sharpness," "Destruction," and "Cutting Dao" attached to it were forcibly deprived and suppressed by a higher level power, representing the "Heavenly Dao Order" of the 'Heavenly Edict'.