The Eight Empresses Betrayed Me, Only to Deeply Regret It After Being Reborn

“What happened?!”

Outside the Heaven’s Chosen Ancient Battlefield—

Particularly among the powerhouses of the Supreme Empire, furious roars erupted.

Just a moment ago, a whole swathe of their elites had died. Even their imperial prince, Shangguan Wuchang, had fallen.

“Who?! Who killed my Supreme Empire’s people?!”

His eyes were blood-red with rage, his killing intent boiling to the heavens.

“My Yin-Yang Law Sect disciples are dead too? Damn it! Could there have been another war?!”

“No, not a war. How could a war result in deaths this quickly? This was a slaughter!”

“Who the hell was it?!”

“No matter who it was—my Supreme Empire will never forgive him!”

As the Supreme Empire’s fury echoed, many listening around them couldn’t help but frown.

It had all happened too fast.

What in the world had gone down inside the Heaven’s Chosen Ancient Battlefield? So many Heaven’s Chosen fallen in such a short time—it was chilling.

Bai Qiulan narrowed her eyes slightly.

Something wasn’t adding up.

No one from the Supreme ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) Sword Sect, Yi Jie Sect, or Grand Dao Sect had died. Those three sects had always been closely aligned.

Yet now, the Yin-Yang Law Sect had lost several. Mountain-River Pagoda Sect had two dead. And the Supreme Empire had lost a pile of cultivators.

Why did this feel... like Lu Ye’s doing?

Within the Heaven’s Chosen Ancient Battlefield, probably only Lu Ye could unleash power this devastating.

Hopefully, it wasn’t Lu Ye. If he had clashed with those factions, there was a real chance those forces could be destroyed outright.

Inside the battlefield—

Just earlier, a massive crowd had surged forward, full of energy and righteousness. Now that same crowd was slinking away, heads lowered in defeat.

The power Lu Ye had displayed was an enormous blow to their morale.

They were all Heaven’s Chosen.

On the path of cultivation, some walk ahead, some behind—that was to be expected.

But now it felt like they’d all started at the same line... and before they were even halfway through the race, Lu Ye had already crossed the finish line and taken the trophy.

Lu Ye’s very existence was like a towering mountain planted in their path.

They could keep walking forward—but if they wanted to be true apex cultivators, Lu Ye was an obstacle they would have no choice but to face.

Ding Yuqing was racking her brain for how she’d explain any of this.

“My shixiong killed your shixiong?” Yue Hongling’s voice suddenly rang out again. She appeared, fixing her eyes on Lu Qingyan.

Lu Qingyan...

“Then I suppose it’s my turn to kill you next.”

Yue Hongling was practically itching for a fight.

Lu Qingyan was undeniably strong—perfect as her opponent. Lu Ye’s meteoric growth had filled Yue Hongling with a powerful sense of urgency.

“Hongling...”

Ding Yuqing’s voice was already tired.

Were these two siblings planning to tear open the sky?

A Heaven’s Chosen from the Yin-Yang Law Sect spoke up. “My sect lost five senior and junior brothers. They didn’t fall to monsters or demons—but died at the hands of our own people. This matter will not be brushed aside!”

“My Mountain-River Pagoda Sect will also demand an explanation from Grand Dao Sect!”

Though not now.

To demand accountability now would risk Lu Ye stepping out again.

They’d wait—until the Heaven’s Chosen Ancient Battlefield ended, or at least until the third layer opened.

“Did the humans just leave?”

“Seems like it.”

“Let’s go see what’s going on!”

The other factions began stirring. Earlier, there had been so many humans that the other races had feared some kind of conspiracy and didn’t dare approach.

Now that the human forces had mostly withdrawn, they finally dared to show their faces.

Though even now, they didn’t dare get too close.

From a distance, they peered over cautiously.

Lu Ye still sat in his usual posture—calmly cross-legged beneath the Dao Comprehension Tree. The tree gently swayed above him, wisps of radiant light shimmering in the air.

If one looked closely, they could still see traces of the recent battle—scars upon the earth, bloodstains yet to fade.

A fight had definitely happened.

And the outcome was clear: Lu Ye had won.

Among the demon clan, ghost clan, and god clan, confusion spread—what the hell had happened?

The humans had charged in with such overwhelming force, yet now they were slinking away with their heads down?

The devil clan and the Buddhist Sect, on the other hand, let out long sighs of relief, feeling a strange comfort in their hearts.

So it wasn’t that they were too weak—it was just that Lu Ye was too strong.

“That’s him. The one who killed Tu Wuying with a single sword strike,” the Demon Emperor’s son, Ye An, murmured darkly.

“It’s him!”

The demon powerhouses gasped in shock.

No wonder. No wonder the Dao Comprehension Tree was located right here. No wonder Ye An had warned them again and again—not to provoke the human beneath that tree.

So it was trauma, then.

“Heaven’s Chosen like that appearing among the human race... what should we even do now?”

Everyone understood the terror of a true Heaven’s Chosen prodigy.

The rise of such a being would inevitably bring blood and fire.

And since this Heaven’s Chosen belonged to the human race, that blood and fire would, quite obviously, fall upon the other races.

“There’s only one option now.”

A ruthless glint flashed in Ye An’s eyes.

“What option?”

“When the third layer of the Heaven’s Chosen Ancient Battlefield opens, and the true powerhouses of all races descend... we strike together and slay that bastard!”

“Won’t the human experts defend him?”

Ye An snorted coldly.

“Can’t you tell? He prefers to act alone. All we have to do is strike fast—the humans won’t even have time to react.”

“You’re brilliant, Young Lord!”

Ye An took a long look at Lu Ye.

If this man didn’t die, then from this day forward, the foreign races might as well forget about sleeping soundly.

He would begin contacting all the relevant parties immediately.

They would wait—until the final layer of the Heaven’s Chosen Ancient Battlefield opened.

...

At that moment, Lu Ye was facing a bit of a dilemma.

What realm was he even in now? Twelfth stage of Core Infant?

Within his dantian, the miniature version of himself had already grown into a small giant. If he wanted to break through into Void Refinement, he could do it at any time.

But he was worried about an unknown toxin that might manifest after the breakthrough.

Once he advanced, a force that had yet to be eroded by time would erupt.

His current plan was simple: wait until the third layer of the battlefield opened, retrieve the Immaculate Blood Sea Pearl, then deliver a good, solid punch to the Eternal Heaven’s Chosen Ranking.

That punch—the Eternal Heaven’s Chosen Ranking was bound to love it.

When the time came, a huge wave of power would surge into him, and Lu Ye could use that opportunity to break into the Void Refinement stage.

Unfortunately, the final item needed to condense his third life did not exist within the Heaven’s Chosen Ancient Battlefield. That item was the Withered Man Wood. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Once he gathered the Withered Man Wood, the Immaculate Blood Sea Pearl, and the Golden Sun Radiant Core, the third life would be complete.

This life... he didn’t intend to use it until the very end.

Just like when he first reincarnated and tricked Bai Qiulan—if it really came down to the final step of Dao Ascension, and all nine lives returned as one... perhaps he could become the strongest Sage the world had ever known.

So many thoughts ran through his mind.

He’d already grasped most of what there was to comprehend. His own Dao was already quite mature and whole. Coming here to “comprehend” had really just been an excuse to look at the path from another angle.

And now, he’d seen enough.

Lu Ye stood up, about to vanish again.

But a tree branch lightly rested on his shoulder.

The Dao Comprehension Tree swayed gently.

It was... making a request.

It wanted Lu Ye to take it with him.