Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy

Chapter 569 - 570 The Legacy of All the Heavenly Gods and Buddhas [1/15]

Black Eight Horse gritted his teeth, determined to press the button on the remote. Since he was going to die, he would take the entire world down with him.

"No, don’t!"

The other Monarchs panicked. No longer on his side, they lunged for the remote control, but it was too late. Black Eight Horse had already pressed the button.

Instantly, the nuclear missiles orbiting Earth flared with surging power. They shattered the void and hurtled down at an inconceivable speed, tearing through the ozone layer toward the continents below. Satellites over every continent registered the attack, causing the Monarchs and high-ranking officials to turn deathly pale.

"Black Eight Horse, how could you do this?"

"He’s trying to drag us all down with him! This can’t be happening!"

"But how do we stop it?"

Although the Dynasties had acquired ultra-modern technology, they were powerless against the nuclear bombardment and the impending planetary collision. They were utterly helpless.

The missiles streaked across the sky, a clear and terrifying sight for all. Then, they saw the planet approaching. A great darkness fell over the land as humanity looked up, sensing their end had come.

"How can it be? I survived Evil Spirit 12, but I can’t escape Evil Spirit 18?"

"I don’t want to die!"

Panic swept across every continent.

Black Eight Horse laughed, his face a mask of insanity. "I may not have great martial strength, but I have technology! You can all die with me! White people? Yellow people? I don’t care anymore!"

"Every living thing on Earth will be destroyed, and then the planet will heal itself. History will begin anew. When the apes of the future evolve into men and find our ruins, they’ll learn the ’truth’ of prehistoric times! They’ll learn that I, Black Eight Horse, was invincible, only to be killed by a group of yellow-skinned cowards using despicable means!"

He cackled madly.

Wu Tian and the others roared, "Shameless!"

The satellite nukes and the rogue planet descended upon the Earth. Even before impact, the very air and space began to shake violently. A strange, deafening roar echoed between heaven and earth. Beneath The Firmament, the birds and beasts sensed the instinctual danger, their eyes wide with shock.

Only the earthworms, snakes, and deep-sea fish felt a sense of fortune. They burrowed and swam deeper, believing that with humanity’s extinction and Earth’s rebirth, their species might evolve to become the new masters. They were grateful to Black Eight Horse.

But the vast majority of living creatures loathed him.

Liu Tianji’s gaze trembled as he turned to Wu Tian. "My Lord, what can we do? With this much destructive power, the Underground World will be annihilated along with the Surface World. Our only chance is... to hide in the Abyss of Wuzhuang Temple."

Wu Tian shook his head and looked at his sword sheath. "Qiao’er, are you confident?"

"Yes, Big Brother," Qiao’er replied, her voice filled with assurance.

"Good!"

Wu Tian nodded, raising the sheath. He once again activated the "World’s Number One Defensive Move," a power he had sealed within it during his time as the Wutian Celestial Emperor.

In an instant, the nuclear missiles and the planet were pulled toward him. The sight was so terrifying that everyone trembled. Many who witnessed it died of fright on the spot, their hearts giving out.

The mouth of the sword sheath was like a bottomless pit. In a moment, the nuclear missiles and the planet had completely vanished.

Wu Tian turned his gaze back to Black Eight Horse.

"No, no, no! How can this be?" Black Eight Horse was paralyzed by a terror he had never known. He finally understood the meaning of fear.

"I... I am willing to submit!" he declared frantically. "From this day forward, the Dynasty of the Dragon will be the strongest and sole dynasty on Earth! We shall all be your vassals!"

"Too late," Wu Tian said coldly. With a flick of his finger, a bolt of Sword Qi pierced through Black Eight Horse’s body, and he collapsed to the ground.

He wants to be famous for a thousand generations? Fine, I’ll grant his wish.

Wu Tian then announced, "Build a temple for him, modeled after the traitor Qin Hui. He will have a kneeling statue, forever atoning to all of humanity. In the future, people won’t bring incense to this temple; they will come to spit on it!"

Wu Tian would ensure Black Eight Horse was despised for all time.

The others nodded in agreement. They felt it was only just.

Black Eight Horse was dead. The number one power, the Dynasty of the Beautiful, had fallen.

The Dynasty of the Beautiful had always been seen as the world’s strongest power. Its military equipment was unmatched, its technology and information systems were incredibly advanced, and its unified sea, land, and air combat systems were the best in the world.

After two global wars and the collapse of the Soviet Grand Union Dynasty, it became the world’s sole super dynasty, leading the world in economy, culture, and industry. Furthermore, its homeland had been untouched by the fires of those wars, suffering no major losses. In contrast, the Dynasty of England and the Dynasty of France went into decline. Its great rival, the Soviet Union, was eventually defeated in the subsequent Cold War.

Possessing immense military might, global influence, and the world’s largest economy, the Dynasty of the Beautiful was a true superpower. But what did all that power matter now? In the end, they were still defeated.

Wu Tian and his companions left Europe.

「Not long after」

Dynasty after dynasty from across the globe pledged their allegiance to the Dynasty of the Dragon.

The world was unified, a feat accomplished by Wu Tian.

Wu Tian and the others returned to Greater Asia, traveling by ship this time instead of flying. Standing on the deck and enjoying the ocean scenery, Wu Tian heard the call of the Ginseng Fruit Tree and drifted into a deep sleep.

"You have passed the trial of all the Heavenly Gods and Buddhas. You may now receive their inheritance."

Wu Tian took a deep breath and nodded, his eyes grave. He was eager to see what this grand inheritance truly was.

Then, he saw a great door radiating a brilliant, dazzling light. As the door slowly swung open, the cries of a dragon and a phoenix sang out in harmony.

"What is this?" Wu Tian asked.

"The Heavenly Emperor’s Treasure House. Everything inside is the inheritance left for you by the Heavenly Gods and Buddhas."

Wu Tian stepped forward, feeling an immense pressure grow with every step. But Wu Tian felt no fear.

He walked into the Heavenly Emperor’s Treasure House. The interior was even more magnificent, filled with a blinding radiance.

"What is this?"

His gaze first fell upon a bell. The image of the Three-legged Golden Crow was engraved upon its surface. Though it was a bell, it pulsed with the aura of an emperor. Wu Tian reached out to touch it but was thrown back by a repulsive force as the bell began to glow with a profound yellow light.

At the same time, other items nearby—spears, pagodas, and banners—all began to flare with a light so brilliant that no one could look at them directly.

"This is the inheritance of the Heavenly Gods and Buddhas?" Wu Tian marveled at the sight of these extraordinary weapons.

"Indeed," the Ginseng Fruit Tree affirmed. "These Magical Treasures are their legacy. From now on, they are all yours."