Let you simulate life, but you change fate every time?!

Chapter 877: Chapter 468: Return of the Celestial Emperor, Nirvana Rebirth!

Divine Realm Celestial Court.

In front of an altar that towered ten thousand feet high.

Strong persons from the Ten Thousand Races gathered together, holding a grand ceremony.

Lu Yuan, guided by some mysterious force, descended into a statue and suddenly opened his eyes.

"Barbaric World, Heaven-Sacrificing Ceremony?"

"Has it really been a full 160,000 years since I last reincarnated in this realm?"

Lu Yuan’s mind slightly shifted, and an immense Divine Thought surged forth like a tide, sweeping over everyone present.

It extended from the Celestial Court to the entire Divine Realm, encompassing the Three Thousand Worlds within.

In the next moment.

Countless pieces of information flooded into his mind like a deluge, allowing him to instantly grasp the situation of the Barbaric World.

An Ancient Emperor could traverse thousands of planes in a single thought, pinpointing the location of his enemies.

And now, even as just a wisp of Divine Thought descended, Lu Yuan was sufficient to crush all Celestial Emperor strong persons.

Even other Emperor-level strong persons found it hard to detect Lu Yuan’s Divine Thought.

They only felt uneasy, a mysterious sense of dread, as if drawing the attention of some supreme being.

"What is this sense of dread?"

"Since my enlightenment to become an Emperor, it’s the first time I’ve felt so uneasy; could there be a major event about to happen?"

Xuanyuan Clan Ancestral Land.

An elderly man with a dignified demeanor, dressed in a yellow robe, suddenly looked up in the direction of the Celestial Court, his expression fluctuating.

If translated according to the Power levels of the Main World.

The Celestial Emperor strong persons of the Barbaric World were equivalent to King-level beings; even in the Main World, they could carve out a territory.

As for in the Barbaric World, such high-level Celestial Emperors were the strongest beings at the pinnacle of power.

Capable of commanding the Ten Thousand Races and governing the Three Thousand Worlds.

But now.

He was filled with dread, his hair standing on end, feeling an immense terror between Life and Death!

As Lu Yuan’s Divine Thought swept over the Three Thousand Worlds.

Not just Ji Chen, but even other clan elders had their faces transformed, feeling a sudden inner panic and unease, as though a great calamity was imminent.

However, this all happened so suddenly that everyone didn’t have time to delve deeper, and that sense of fear vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed.

Meanwhile, Lu Yuan far away in the Celestial Court, silently retracted his Divine Thought.

"After my battle with the Celestial God Ancestor, the Desolate Celestial Dao Incarnation consumed too much energy and was forced into slumber?"

A glint shone in Lu Yuan’s eyes.

Previously, to counter the corrupted Celestial God Ancestor, he had summoned the Divine Prison True Body, calling upon all Celestial Dao Incarnations across realms.

Though this method was powerful, the consumption was equally astonishing, causing the Desolate Celestial Dao Incarnation to remain unrecovered to this day.

According to the information he obtained.

During those 160,000 years, the Barbaric World’s development was rapid, with seven individuals enlightening to become Emperors, ushering the Three Thousand Worlds into a splendid era.

Still, with seven emperors in the same era, open and hidden conflicts and various frictions were inevitable.

Underneath the seemingly dazzling prosperity of the Barbaric World, there were undercurrents, and the situation was not optimistic.

Moving beyond the trivial matters between various races.

The most challenging issue faced by the Celestial Court is that the other four clans each have Emperor-level strong persons stationed.

Confident in their strength, they listen to commands but refuse to follow orders, subtly suggesting independence, jointly opposing the Celestial Court.

On the other hand, the Celestial Court has only three Emperor-level powers, and still must maintain the order of the Three Thousand Worlds, already stretched thin.

There is hardly any extra strength left to deal with these Ancient Clans.

"The Dragon Slayer ultimately becomes the evil dragon."

"In these 160,000 years, too much has changed."

Lu Yuan’s eyes displayed a hint of nostalgia, recalling the youthful days of adventuring through the Great Wilderness, his heart filled with emotion.

"Nevertheless, as the Barbaric World is a Seven-Star Plane, the foundation remains. Let’s first open the channel to connect to the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms from here."

After pondering for a moment, Lu Yuan made his decision.

Immediately.

He activated the Celestial Dao Mark, causing an immeasurable Power of Faith to fly from billions of beings, forming a mighty river of faith, converging toward that statue.

Instantly.

Radiance filled the sky, extremely brilliant.

With the infusion of countless Power of Faith.

The Celestial Emperor statue became increasingly divine and sacred, its features vividly lifelike, as if transforming from stone to a real flesh and blood body.

"Is this... Celestial Emperor manifesting?"

The Imperial Tutor and others noticed this change, all widening their eyes in disbelief.

Under their incredulous gaze.

The Celestial Emperor statue continuously trembled, finally releasing dazzling light, suddenly stepping forward, manifesting as Lu Yuan’s figure.

"Has that statue really come to life?"

Looking at that youthful figure, everyone present was struck like lightning, suddenly frozen in place.

As if their Spirits had been greatly shocked, unable to accept this fact for a long time.

As for the Imperial Tutor and Yu Qi and others, seeing his appearance caused their pupils to constrict, as if witnessing something unimaginable, their voices trembling uncontrollably.

"Is this...is this truly Celestial Emperor? After more than ten thousand years, have you finally returned?"

"Old man pays respect to Celestial Emperor!"

Tears streamed down the Imperial Tutor’s face as his body trembled, bowing in salute.

But he hadn’t yet bent down fully before an invisible force steadily held him up.

"Imperial Tutor, no need for excessive courtesy."

Seeing an old friend again, Lu Yuan felt quite emotional.

However, when his Divine Thought swept over the Imperial Tutor’s body, his brows furrowed.