Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!-Chapter 558 - 364: The Battle of the Ages, Secrets and Truth, The Fierceness of the Human Race! Human Emperor, From Ancient to Present Times!_2

At that moment, he moved, throwing another punch, cycling through green, red, yellow, white, and black—the five colors.

This punch, as if he carried the abyss on his shoulders, was both slow and fast, giving off an extremely intense sense of contradiction.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Millennium Emperor threw three punches in quick succession, forcefully shattering the illusory bubbles, and with a flash of his figure, he instantly stood once again a thousand meters away, facing Yue Qingping.

At this instant, his chest rose and fell slightly, indicating he wasn't as at ease as he appeared on the surface.

"True Monarch Yi Si's sword technique took me by surprise. I'm thoroughly impressed," Ying Si said, facing the sky breeze with a candid smile.

"Since the Emperor admires it, why not turn our swords into plowshares between the Eastern and Central Continent?" The peerless female crown suddenly smiled, her beauty outshining the stars and moon.

"True Monarch Qingping, without this divine mountain, could your Heaven, Earth, and Man Three Swords possess such power? Must I point out the obvious? If I wished, could you follow my pace with the divine mountain in tow?"

"Emperor, you jest. It will be enough for Qingping to keep up with those following you!"

"If the True Monarch can go, so can I!" Ying Si declared.

Suddenly, the air fell silent.

Yue Qingping: "...."

Ying Si: "...."

Yi Chen: "...."

The spectators: "...."

Yi Chen absolutely hadn't anticipated that the battle of the ages would end up as a stand-off of equal deterrence.

Ying Si couldn't help but show a troubled expression as he looked at the exceptional female in front of him.

He never expected to encounter such an abnormality in the Central Continent.

"True Monarch Qingping, there's no need for further probing. I will tell you about that matter," said the Millennium Emperor, standing tall like a celestial, with a glint of cunning finally appearing in the eyes of the peerless woman.

"This is what you said, Ying Si."

"This isn't the place for discussion."

"Then please, Emperor, join me in Mount Qingping for a chat."

Yue Qingping gestured invitingly with a wave, and after a brief exchange of words through lip movements with their respective followers, Ying Si turned into a streak of golden light and entered the majestic floating divine mountain.

At that moment, Yue Qingping glanced at the crowd below, her gaze suddenly pausing on Yi Chen's face for a brief instant, revealing a look of peculiarity.

Her lips parted slightly as she pointed her long sword: "That Daoist over there, come along too. I'd prefer not to bother."

"Ah?"

Yi Chen was dumbstruck, looking around to make sure the heavenly peerless woman was indeed pointing at him.

Everyone's gaze also converged on Yi Chen.

"I often hear Ling Yue speak of her husband's audaciousness and astonishing spirit until my ears nearly develop calluses. Seeing you today, your cultivation isn't bad, but your courage seems rather ordinary. Come or not, as you wish."

Without further words, the peerless female ascended, stomped her lotus foot, and transformed into a streak of azure light, soaring towards the divine mountain in the sky.

Yi Chen's face lit up with joy at the words, and after only a moment's thought, he promptly followed, leaving the cultivators on the deck revealing peculiar expressions.

"It's no wonder he's Lord Tan Lang, truly an old hand at the game of love, a predecessor of charm, his beloved even resides atop that magnificent divine mountain," people in the crowd remarked, although Yi Chen could no longer hear them.

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Atop Mount Qingping, Yi Chen stood behind the Millennium Emperor, his gaze fixed unfalteringly on the stunning Daoist nun serving tea in front of him.

By the gods, how did my master turn into a Daoist nun? No wonder I couldn't find any news about her.

This... this is too thrilling.

Yi Chen never expected to encounter Shui Lingyue here, in such a fateful way. She had become a disciple of Yue Qingping, the leading True Monarch among all women in the world, and seemed to be quite favored.

Unfortunately, this wasn't the time for conversation.

An azure light dome and a golden light dome both rose at the same time.

"Lord Tan Lang, you might as well stay. With your talents, you're bound to be one of us sooner or later. There's no harm in telling you about this matter."

"You are Qing Yun's master, so you're hardly an outsider."

Perhaps hoping to win Yi Chen over, the Millennium Emperor suddenly spoke out.

Yi Chen naturally went along with the goodwill, his mind already entangled in a web of complexity.

"Alright, Ying Si, you can tell me about the past now. Here on Mount Qingping and with my current mana, you can speak freely."

"What secrets did you discover in the Human Emperor's Scripture and the Human Emperor's Divine Palace, and what are you fellow cultivators with the sole true scripture hiding?" Yue Qingping asked straightforwardly, apparently having known Ying Si for some time.

"So be it, now that things have come to this, without your cooperation, my previous plans would be difficult to carry out, let me explain. The depth of Da Yue is insufficient, yet it produced an anomaly like you. It seems like fate is mocking us," said Ying Si, recalling past events with a moved expression.

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"What did you find?"

"True Monarch Qingping, we of the Human Race have enemies in all directions. The anomaly in the heavens and earth was merely our noble ancestors fighting back, and it was inevitable."

"Do you still remember who ruled the five realms before the rise of our Human Race?"

"Naturally, it was the Demon Race. Then, thanks to fate's preference, extraordinary people emerged one after another within our Human Race, leading to this brilliant era."

"How could fate be so unfeeling, to have favored the prosperity of the Human Race for so long? Don't you find that strange? The Demon Race had but one transcendent individual, yet the Human Race continually produces heroes. Why does fate bestow such generosity, if not for the Human Emperor?"

"The Human Emperor's cultivation reached the heavens and penetrated the earth, foreseeing the future shift of fate, that the Demon Race would rise, and we would be like fish on the chopping block when darkness would re-emerge in the world."