An elder with white hair.

An old woman with black hair.

A young girl in a red dress.

Their slow steps exude a natural authority, and as soon as they appeared, many cultivators shouted in unison, "Ancestor."

The three of them.

Li Bahuang and Jiu Feng are not unfamiliar with them.

Previously, these three had manifested a strand of divine sense, attempting to force Li Bahuang and Jiu Feng to retreat, but Jiu Feng swallowed it whole, and resentment had long been formed.

"It's you again." Jiu Feng slightly frowned.

"Scared? Now you want to leave, but it's too late." The black-haired old woman spoke with a chilly voice.

"You three are not enough to kill me."

Jiu Feng tilted his head: "Let all the other old turtles come out. You've been holed up in this broken place for a whole reincarnation, haven't you?"

The black-haired old woman had a cold face.

However, the young girl in the red dress twirled with her fingers playing with her hair, her voice crisp and her smile radiant:

"To kill you, the three of us are enough, don't need the others."

"Oh."

Jiu Feng didn't waste words.

Holding the Emperor Artifact Nine Blades Spear, he transformed into a stream of light and rushed towards the girl in the red dress.

The girl in the red dress yawned leisurely: "Hmm, let's finish you off early, my wine is still warming."

As she finished speaking, a green gourd several times larger than herself appeared behind her. Although it was an Emperor Artifact, it seemed completely at odds with the girl in the red dress.

To the extent that Li Bahuang questioned in surprise: "This is not your Emperor Artifact."

"It belonged to an enemy who escaped, but the wine gourd didn't escape and was refined by me to store wine."

The girl in the red dress smiled charmingly.

She looked up and down at Li Bahuang and said with regret: "What a pity, friend. Although you are at the peak, your blood is not as tasty as the young little Phoenix, not fitting to enter my wine gourd."

"Bang!"

A cold light pierced from the void yet was easily caught by the girl in the red dress with two fingers.

This was a probing attack from Jiu Feng, yet unexpectedly, the opponent blocked it with such ease and grace.

"I'll let you have three moves, don't hold back."

The girl in the red dress twirled her hair with some anticipation: "Do you know? Blood is more delicious when emotions are extremely angry. I hope you can surprise me."

"Arrogant!"

Jiu Feng squinted, his fighting spirit surging.

Before becoming an emperor, he suppressed peers from various Holy Lands with different racial talents and eventually trampled on everyone's heads to reach the top.

Even as an emperor now, it should still be the same!

Jiu Feng wasn't angry at the girl in the red dress's disdain, it instead fueled his fighting spirit even more.

To cultivate to the Emperor Realm, one must have pride.

Previously, there wasn't an opportunity to face the past Emperor Realm, but now, how could Jiu Feng miss this great opportunity!

"Boom!"

Jiu Feng's aura suddenly surged.

The speed at which his aura surged made the always-smiling face of the girl in the red dress turn slightly solemn.

Previously her disdain was due to Jiu Feng not being completely at his peak, being in what could be called a 'weak period' compared to the past.

But now it's different.

Jiu Feng used a Secret Technique to return to his peak state!

This wasn't the extreme peak burning everything like Li Bahuang, but a Secret Technique with negligible side effects.

"I'll play with you seriously."

A second Emperor Artifact appeared behind the girl in the red dress, a crimson longsword, but she didn't take the initiative to attack.

She waited for Jiu Feng's remaining two moves.

She, Xiao Yan, said to let three moves, she would let three moves.

"Friend, would you like to die at the hands of either of us?"

Not far away, the old man with white hair laughed cheerfully, standing beside the black-haired old woman, the two looking somewhat similar in appearance.

"It's the same."

Li Bahuang smiled sincerely: "Going to die anyway."

"Yes, going to die."

The old man with white hair nodded in agreement, although their notion of who would die was clearly different.

"Old man, you go play with him, I'll go deal with that little girl."

The black-haired old woman coldly said: "A mere incense pseudo-emperor dares to join the fun, truly not knowing life and death."

"Alright."

The old man with white hair and beard exuded an immortal aura, taking out a long jade green flute and playing it lightly.

Immortal melodies lingered, and the boundary auras of many cultivators affiliated with the Nine Kings' Palace soared dramatically for a moment.

While Li Bahuang, Jiu Feng, and Jin Shi's sea of consciousness trembled.

Evidently.

This was a divine sense attack.

"Li is just an ordinary man."

Li Bahuang self-deprecatingly smiled: "I've never been used to any tune and don't like pretending to be sophisticated. When faced with something I dislike, I break it with force."

He reached out.

Grasping the Eight Desolate Cauldron.

He fiercely smashed it towards the old man with white hair.

On the other side.

The black-haired old woman said coldly: "A fake emperor with few worshipers' incense, offer your Soul Blood, swear an Emperor's Oath, and become my maid, and I will spare you."

"You deserve it?"

Jin Shi's voice grew colder.

Having been brushed off by Jiu Feng all the way and then sent to deal with a bunch of stray fish and ants at the Nine Kings' Palace, the mood was understandable.

And after being provoked by the black-haired old woman...

Even with Jin Shi's good temperament, it was a bit unsettling.

The Soul-Settling Umbrella, having drunk the blood of over ten thousand, was wielded by Jin Shi and thrust fiercely towards the black-haired old woman.

"Remember, the one who kills you is Chen Chi!"

The black-haired old woman, looking down, said, not even bothering to use an Emperor Artifact. Her right hand clenched into a fist and struck fiercely towards Jin Shi.

The power of this punch dimmed the other two Emperor Realm battlefields, as if only this punch remained in the world.

"Bang!"

The surface of the Soul-Settling Umbrella was forcibly dented out.

Jin Shi's heart tightened.

This was an Emperor Artifact with part of Divine Metal added, unbreakable, yet it had been marked by the brute force of the old woman before her...

"Not only is the Emperor Realm Dao Fruit watered down, but the Emperor Artifact is much the same."

The black-haired old woman, Chen Chi, mercilessly mocked: "Unable to find a complete Divine Metal to forge an Emperor Artifact, only less than twenty percent added. It figures, in the later eras, Divine Metal had long been mostly found, and Li Bahuang being able to forge the Eight Desolate Cauldron with Hongmeng Purple Qi is indeed a stroke of luck."

"Killing you is enough!"

Jin Shi's beautiful eyes gleamed with a cold light, her divine sense surging, making the already dark and sunless Heaven Beyond Heaven even darker.

And the surrounding earthly scenery quickly changed.

Before her, not the massive floating island, nor the nine stars, nor the cultivators either in the Emperor Realm or below it.

This world.

Only Chen Chi and Jin Shi remained.

Chen Chi showed no panic, assessing up and down with disdain: "Is this your domain?"

Domain.

Cannot be manifested unless in the Emperor Realm.

A small world created by divine sense.

In this small world, the creator is like a god.

Jin Shi didn't engage in verbal duels, and with her thought, Chen Chi staggered unexpectedly, and in the next moment was struck by a great force, flying a hundred feet away.

But Chen Chi was unscathed, the golden feather robe she wore emanating blinding golden light shielded her, exuding an intimidating Emperor's might.

Jin Shi realized, the Emperor Artifact of the person from the Nine Kings' Palace was not an aggressive weapon, but a defensive one.

"Your domain is quite interesting."

Chen Chi squinted, seeming to have somewhat underestimated this incense pseudo-emperor.