Follow the path of Dao from infancy Chapter 1880 Chapter 503: Final Sprint (Part 2)

Because his cultivation remained superficial, limited to the Immortal Lord realm, he failed to get picked for dispatch to the Abyss to train.

Nevertheless, inside the Abyss, formidable experts from the prior Nine Venerates of Taichu were already facing ordeals, battling it out for the title of True King.

"This is the fire seed of my Ancestor Dragon Clan, and I hope the Chaos Immortal Emperor will protect it!"

A middle-aged Quasi-Emperor boasting crimson-gold locks uttered those words with a face twisted in agony, while pulling out a Fire Seed Domain of his own.

The remaining Quasi-Emperors mirrored his actions, each drawing forth their own fire seeds in turn. Earlier, the Emperors had settled on a pact where the Dao Origin and the Chaos Immortal Emperor would lend aid to the Dragon Ancestor of the Eastern Domain and the Supreme Emperor Venerate of the Taichu Clan. The Dao Origin had decided to head to the Eastern Domain for support, whereas the Chaos Immortal Emperor chose to step up here.

"Is my sixth junior brother inside?"

From the emptiness, a silhouette in a fiery red battle robe whispered the question gently.

Her features came into view, strikingly gorgeous, with eyes resembling vivid crimson amber, fixed upon the Ancestor Dragon Quasi-Emperor.

The Ancestor Dragon Quasi-Emperor swiftly identified who she was; she belonged to the War Clan as a Quasi-Emperor named Zhan Qinghuang, ranking among the elite Quasi-Emperors and on the verge of becoming an Immortal Emperor.

"Senior sister!"

An thrilled voice, laced with a touch of sob, burst forth right away from the Fire Seed Domain.

Once the Ancestor Dragon Quasi-Emperor undid the seal, a shape burst out from within—it was Long Qingge.

His eyes brimmed with redness and tears, and he threw himself into Zhan Qinghuang's arms, clenching his jaw as he declared, "The Eastern Domain... the Eastern Domain is gone..."

Zhan Qinghuang's face shifted a bit, though she had gotten word of it beforehand. Her presence here was just an avatar posted in the Original Land; her real form stayed back with her clan. Given the tense times, her family had her in training, so her main body had to remain at home to guard against any abrupt conflict.

"Master has already gone to the Eastern Domain, have you seen him?"

She softly stroked Long Qingge's shoulder to calm him down, then Zhan Qinghuang asked in a tender voice.

"I've seen him. Master sent his voice to me, instructing me to stay alive, but..."

Clenching his teeth hard, Long Qingge would have preferred to die battling beside the Eastern Domain. For someone like him, whose bloodline stemmed straight from the Dragon Ancestor in the purest line, mere survival felt like a deeper shame.

"Living on is a good thing. Master mentioned that this round, he won't let the Ancient Demons repeat the slaughter from ten thousand years back. He'll drive them out for sure!"

Zhan Qinghuang drew in a sharp breath, her words coming out through gritted teeth.

At her statement, a spark ignited in Long Qingge's gaze. He ground his teeth, paused briefly, then recalled something and inquired, "What about our junior brother? Did they escort him out safely? Is he alright?"

Noting his worry for Li Hao even now, Zhan Qinghuang gave his shoulder another light pat and assured him, "Relax, Haotian, whom Master cherishes so much, has been dispatched to an Abyss for cultivation."

"Cultivation in the Abyss?"

Long Qingge froze, staring at her with evident astonishment.

The Abyss counted as a forbidden zone.

Realizing Long Qingge had been locked in combat in the Eastern Domain and knew nothing of the Ten Thousand Clans' True King Plan, Zhan Qinghuang explained it all to him thoroughly.

"True King? I get it..."

A gleam surfaced in Long Qingge's eyes. Though he'd talked of vengeance before, deep down he lacked real hope. Yet hearing how the Ten Thousand Clans were all pushing toward this goal filled him with boiling blood, making him sense that this time, the clans wouldn't stay divided but could band together.

"Chaos Immortal Emperor, is the True King Plan still proceeding? Has the True King been picked already?"

The eight Quasi-Emperors close by were all in on the True King Plan, a hidden matter reserved for Quasi-Emperors alone. If not, even a key clan figure like Long Qingge wouldn't have been told, since it offered him no gain and could spell disaster if the Ancient Demons captured and seized his Divine Soul.

"It's still under cultivation, and the selection for True King hasn't begun. But the prospective True King Seeds have surfaced, mainly heirs from great clans, plus reincarnated Emperors."

A nearby Quasi-Emperor answered in a steady tone.

His eyes held a chilling fiery hue, his presence fully contained, and he served as a follower of the Chaos Immortal Emperor.

Hearing that, the rest showed nods of comprehension. This True King, who would wield the Ten Thousand Clans' forces, made sense to place with those major clan successors.

"How much longer for this cultivation? When do we assemble to strike back at the Ancient Demons? Do we just sit until they've recovered in the Eastern Domain and start hitting other domains before we fight back?"

The Ancestor Dragon Quasi-Emperor couldn't hold back, voicing his query with a face full of unease.

"With the Eastern Domain lost now, it's the perfect moment to choose this True King. No point in more waiting; it'll only take a few centuries."

The Chaos Immortal Emperor murmured gently, "Stay and recover here for the time being, since the ancestors from every clan have roused, set to enter the fray. This time around, we won't hand the Demons the first move—we'll hit them hard and early!"

His declaration caught the eight Quasi-Emperors off guard at first, then brought them waves of ease. They had been tasked with safeguarding the Eastern Domain's fire seeds, and each had poured in huge efforts while forging strong bonds with the place.

"Time to rally..."

A flicker crossed the Chaos Immortal Emperor's eyes as his mind dove into his Sea of Consciousness, stepping into an immense starry expanse.

Amid the shimmering starlight here, countless shadowy forms hovered in the cosmos, set in a ring-like array. Some shadows took Phoenix shapes, others Ancestor Dragon forms, and there were also blades, towering mountains, or drifting swathes of luminous cloth.

Every one of these shadows radiated fearsome might. Even the tiniest quiver from them could shake the whole starry realm to its core.

"The Eastern Domain has suffered an invasion by Ancient Demons. Dragon Ancestor, hasn't the battle on your end wrapped up yet?"

A hazy gray shadow materialized, serving as the Chaos Immortal Emperor's projection in this realm.

This realm was none other than the Heavenly Dao Origin Core, reachable solely by the Emperor's Consciousness.

It had been established following the disaster of ten thousand years past, geared toward the coming calamity, so that all Emperors could direct their Emperor's Consciousness into this space.