Follow the path of Dao from infancy Chapter 1883 Chapter 504: Leaving Seclusion, Contending for the Throne!

With the approaching end of the century-long deadline, an extraordinary hush descends upon the Abyss. All cultivators pour their entire focus into frantic cultivation rushes, steering clear of any casual talks—even between allied clans—as they plunge deeply into their intense training sessions.

Most individuals recognize that vying for the True King position, or even serving as a True King's aide, remains out of reach, yet training within the Great Emperor Dojo alongside the All Heavens Tower Emperor Artifact accelerates their advancement at an astonishing pace. Such a precious chance won't last; once the True King contest wraps up in a hundred years, war will erupt, forcing everyone to abandon further growth in this sanctuary.

That future conflict will pit them directly against the Ancient Demons.

At present, every bit of power accumulated boosts the odds of enduring the impending chaos.

One hundred years flashes by like a fleeting moment in the endless flow of time.

As the Abyss buzzes with relentless cultivation fervor, the Eastern Domain defies the silence the Emperors had foreseen.

Following the fall of the Ancestor Dragon Court and the takeover by the Five Ancient Demon Clans' alliance, they wasted no time on recovery; they surged onward to assault additional regions without delay.

This savage speed and relentless drive caught the Immortal Emperors completely off guard; it wasn't long before they learned that Ancient Demon Royal Families across other domains had banded together too, striking at the edges of multiple realms.

Without question, the Ten Ancient Demon Clans command their own realms of Emperor's Consciousness. Likely, the instant they claimed the Eastern Domain, the heads of the Ten Clans forged a pact and assembled a united front!

The disaster foretold from a hundred thousand years past erupts into reality right here and now.

No momentary hundred-year breather allows the clans to fortify; the onslaught presses on ceaselessly.

In the Eastern Domain, atop the ruins of the Ancestor Dragon Court.

What was once the grand Royal Court now lies in devastation, where five imposing Demon Halls rise anew.

"Hmph, striking them when they're unprepared is precisely our aim. They assume our assault on the Eastern Domain left us battered and we'd need centuries to recover. They can't fathom our reserves built over a hundred thousand years; we'll fuel our fights with endless battles, denying them any window to ready themselves!"

Within the Demon Hall, the Yama Emperor Venerable let out a soft chuckle, his eyes glinting with a sharp, merciless chill.

At his side lingered a spectral figure, her skin like fresh snow, eyes deep as midnight—Mi Xueyao.

From her prior clash on the battlefield that ended in her supposed demise, luck favored her with a unique life-preserving Emperor's Weapon. As the only heir to the Yama Emperor's bloodline, she holds an irreplaceable spot in his affections.

These days, her presence radiates far greater might than earlier, astonishingly perfected to the tenth layer of the Immortal King Realm, standing firm even beside the Quasi-Emperor level Ancient Demon powerhouses nearby!

Once the Eastern Domain fell under their control, she feasted on numerous Quasi-Emperors slain by the Yama Emperor. Among these fallen were elite forces from Eastern Domain clans, including heads of mighty lineages, with a special emphasis on an Ancestor Dragon bloodline. She absorbed their vital Divine Blood brimming with essence and the faint Emperor Blood traces within, sparking a explosive surge in her strength.

Through battle, they sustain further warfare, prioritizing the strengthening of their Royal Family's core descendants.

"With the Eastern Domain now ours, the other realms will surely sense the danger and rally their guards. Pausing to heal would only hand them time to bolster defenses; striking immediately hits at the perfect moment. The remaining Five Clans are still mending their wounds, so letting them spearhead the advances honors our pact."

The Poison Emperor remarked with steady composure.

By capturing the Eastern Domain, their Five Clans' coalition now ranks as the mightiest power in the True Realm today.

Barring a union of the other Five Ancient Demon Clans, no lone clan dares stand against them.

Truth be told, benevolence isn't their trait; should the other Five Clans fail to merge forces or decline alliance, their coalition might turn its fury inward first, picking them off bit by bit to amass all Ancient Demon might before unleashing it upon the True Realm's Ten Thousand Races.

The remaining Five Clans grasp this truth all too well. Against the True Realm Ten Thousand Clans, their grudge runs deep, yet those foes often settle for mere containment. Retreating to the True Realm's fringes would buy temporary peace, as the Ten Thousand Clans wouldn't pursue aggressively. But clashing with the Ten Thousand Clans and suffering grave wounds could invite betrayal from kin clans instead.

"You're right—a hundred thousand years back, our lightning raid inflicted devastating blows, felling even Emperors. This time, it's another blitz assault; even with preparations, they won't expect a total onslaught right after we seize the Eastern Domain."

A leader from the Burning Flame Clan gave a faint nod in agreement.

"I've pulled key secrets from the Divine Soul of a Taichu Clan Quasi-Emperor; though he torched his True God essence at the end, I snagged a few vital snippets."

An Emperor Venerable from the Evil Mirror Clan announced, not their chief—whose leader contended with the Dragon Ancestor—so he spoke for the clan at this war council.

"Oh?"

The Yama Emperor's gaze shifted subtly, turning toward him.

"These Ten Thousand Clans' beings have braced for us long ago. It appears they've struck a hasty deal: should war ignite with our kind, the Ten Thousand Clans will band as one, drawing in Emperor Venerables from every faction, which could mean facing even more such threats this round."

The Evil Mirror Clan Emperor Venerable revealed.

The Poison Emperor replied evenly, "That's no surprise, though not every Emperor Venerable frets over those beings; these lords have long embraced true liberty, cresting the heights of cultivation. A number of Emperor Venerables have pledged to sit out this war, and post-battle, we'll leave them be—bound by Heavenly Dao oaths that neither will shatter lightly."

"Exactly; for Emperor Venerables like us, disciples and heirs mean little. Amid time's relentless current, bloodlines fade and die out. So-called pupils, even if guided, peak at most as fellow Emperor Venerables—mirroring our own level, so why bother? Better to forge additional Emperor Roads; by fusing several such paths, one might shatter into uncharted heights, ascending as the Supreme God Venerable."