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

Because his cultivation remained too superficial, merely reaching the Immortal Lord realm, he had not been selected for dispatch into the Abyss to undergo training.

Nevertheless, mighty experts from the prior Nine Venerates of Taichu were already enduring ordeals within the Abyss, competing fiercely 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 these words with a face twisted in agony, while he too produced a Fire Seed Domain.

The remaining Quasi-Emperors mimicked his action, extracting their own fire seeds sequentially. Earlier, the Emperors had settled on a pact where both the Dao Origin and the Chaos Immortal Emperor would lend aid to the Dragon Ancestor of the Eastern Domain alongside 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 had chosen to step forward here.

"Is my sixth junior brother inside?"

From the emptiness, a silhouette dressed in scarlet armor whispered the question gently.

Her visage emerged, utterly captivating in its beauty, with eyes resembling vivid crimson jewels, 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 of her peers and poised to elevate to Immortal Emperor.

"Senior sister!"

An elated cry laced with a trace of sobs burst forth right away from the Fire Seed Domain.

With the seal undone by the Ancestor Dragon Quasi-Emperor, a form burst forth from within—it turned out to be Long Qingge.

His gaze burned red with unshed tears as he flung himself into Zhan Qinghuang's arms, clenching his jaw before declaring, "The Eastern Domain... the Eastern Domain is gone..."

A subtle shift crossed Zhan Qinghuang's features, though the tidings had reached her beforehand. Her presence in this spot was just a projection left in the Original Land; her actual form lingered back at her clan. Given the tense times, her kin had nurtured her growth, demanding her real self stay close to guard against any abrupt conflict.

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

With a soft touch on Long Qingge's shoulder to calm his turmoil, Zhan Qinghuang posed the query in a tender voice.

"I've seen him. Master transmitted his voice to me, telling me to preserve my life, but..."

Jaws locked tight, Long Qingge would have preferred to fall in combat beside the Eastern Domain. Mere survival struck him as a deeper shame, especially since his lineage stemmed straight from the Dragon Ancestor, the purest core bloodline.

"Staying alive is good, Master had said that this time, he would definitely not allow the Ancient Demons to continue the massacre from ten thousand years ago. He would surely expel them!"

Drawing in a heavy breath, Zhan Qinghuang forced out the words between gritted teeth.

Her statement sparked a gleam in Long Qingge's eyes. He ground his teeth, paused briefly, then recalled a key detail and inquired, "What happened to our junior brother? Was he escorted away, is he okay?"

Noting his lingering worry for Li Hao, Zhan Qinghuang gave his shoulder another light pat and assured him, "Don't worry, Haotian, who is much loved by Master, has been sent to an Abyss for cultivation."

"Cultivation in the Abyss?"

Shock froze Long Qingge as he stared at her with evident astonishment.

The Abyss stood as a realm of utter prohibition.

Aware that Long Qingge had battled in the Eastern Domain without knowledge of the Ten Thousand Clans' True King Plan, Zhan Qinghuang laid it all out for him thoroughly.

"True King? I see..."

A spark ignited in Long Qingge's gaze. Though he'd vowed vengeance earlier, deep down he lacked true faith in it. Yet now, discovering the Ten Thousand Clans' collective push in that direction, his veins pulsed with renewed vigor, sensing that this era might see the clans band together instead of drifting apart.

"Chaos Immortal Emperor, is the True King Plan still ongoing? Has the True King already been selected?"

The eight nearby Quasi-Emperors were all in on the True King Plan, a closely guarded mystery reserved for their rank alone. If not, someone central like Long Qingge would never have been informed, since it offered him no gain and, should the Ancient Demons capture it, might force treachery through seizure of his Divine Soul.

"It's still in cultivation, and the True King selection hasn't started yet. But the current True King Seeds have emerged, mostly inheritors from prominent clans, as well as reincarnations of Emperors."

One Quasi-Emperor close by delivered the response in a steady tone.

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

His explanation drew nods of comprehension from the rest. For this True King to wield the Ten Thousand Clans' vast forces, placing it with heirs of great houses felt entirely justifiable.

"How long will this cultivation take? When can we gather and launch a counterattack against the Ancient Demons? Are we to wait until they have recuperated in the Eastern Domain and then attack various domains before we rise in resistance?"

Unable to hold back, the Ancestor Dragon Quasi-Emperor voiced his query, his face etched with clear unease.

"Now that the Eastern Domain has fallen, it's time for this True King to be selected. Further delay serves no purpose, it's a matter of mere centuries."

In a hushed manner, the Chaos Immortal Emperor continued, "Rest here for now, as the ancestors of all the clans have already awakened, ready to join the battle. This time, we will not let the Ancient Demons take the initiative, we will strike first!"

His declaration left the eight Quasi-Emperors momentarily stunned before a wave of ease washed over them. Tasked with safeguarding the Eastern Domain's fire seeds, they had poured in tremendous effort and forged strong bonds with that realm.

"It's time to gather..."

A flicker danced in the Chaos Immortal Emperor's eyes as his mind plunged into his Sea of Consciousness, stepping into an immense cosmic expanse.

Amid the shimmering starlight here, countless spectral forms hovered across the starry void, positioned in a ring-like array. Among them floated illusions of Phoenixes, alongside those of Ancestor Dragons, plus manifestations as blades, towering summits, or drifting swathes of luminous silk.

Every one of these specters radiated fearsome might. The faintest quiver from any could threaten to shatter the whole celestial domain.

"The Eastern Domain has been invaded by Ancient Demons, Dragon Ancestor, is the fight on your side not over yet?"

A hazy gray shadow materialized, serving as the Chaos Immortal Emperor's likeness within 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, in readiness for the impending doom, permitting every Emperor to channel their Emperor's Consciousness into its depths.