Chapter 1297: Chapter 442: Fight by My Side One Last Ti
All the reinforcents were blocked, and the others weren’t strong enough.
Even the Ancestral Dragon was trapped in a fierce battle against others, displaying power second only to the Heavenly Emperor, which was astonishing to the extre.
However, the opponent had equally powerful figures at that level, blocking him and giving him no chance to break through.
Moreover, even if he broke through, the Ancestral Dragon was worried about his lair and Huaguo Mountain; if he left, those places would certainly suffer calamity.
Within the Purple Emperor’s Tomb, Sun Wukong and his companions sensed all of this. He displayed a cold expression, saying icily, “You’ve arranged everything so well that no one can co to aid us. It seems you’re determined to have your way.”
Haotian God smiled faintly, confident in his power.
In the end, the Purple Emperor pressed down with a single sword, the sword light shining like a great sun, sending him flying with a terrible scar on his body.
Yang Jian and the others seized the opportunity to attack with their strongest strikes, but Haotian God blocked them all.
However, Haotian God coughed up blood, having been severely injured by the Purple Emperor, affecting his state.
But, to kill him, this level is far from enough; the gap is too wide.
The Purple Emperor fixated on Haotian God, the murderous intent on his body becoming more intense.
In his eyes, two battle swords ford, which he guided into his own battle sword.
“Since you want to kill , I won’t hold back. I’ll use my last reserves to cut you down, reducing a powerful enemy for this world.”
The Purple Emperor unleashed his full power, a vast aura surging as his energy rose to its peak.
Sun Wukong was anxious, shouting, “Purple Emperor, you don’t have to go this far. I’ll call upon Goddess Nuwa to kill him.”
The Purple Emperor shook his head, saying, “He’s right; Nuwa’s Primordial Spirit requires ti to recover after every battle and cannot sustain many fights. Even if she appears now, she can’t display Creation Realm abilities.”
Sun Wukong was taken aback; Haotian God’s words were indeed true.
“There’s no other way now. If you reached the Heavenly Emperor Level, you wouldn’t fear him. When the Stone Monkey reached the Heavenly Emperor Realm back then, he could contend with the Creation Realm.”
The Purple Emperor regrettably remarked.
Sun Wukong’s cultivation ti was too short; although he had beco Supre, facing a strong Creation Realm opponent, there was still a significant gap, far from threatening them.
“Purple Emperor, today you will not escape disaster.”
Haotian God spoke lightly.
“Kill.”
The Purple Emperor’s eyes radiated brilliant sword light as he charged forward, taking the initiative to attack.
Haotian God paled, being suppressed, unable to fully withstand even with all his might.
Is this the Purple Emperor’s true strength? If he hadn’t fully resurrected, coming to trouble him would be courting disaster.
At this mont, the Purple Emperor went all-out, showing strength close to his peak, making Haotian God’s defense chaotic.
He was ultimately newly entered into this realm, not yet an opponent of the peak Purple Emperor.
Sun Wukong and the others also exploded with energy, knowing the Purple Emperor was risking his life, so they too fought fiercely.
Especially the Azure Dragon, full of endless hatred towards Haotian God.
Four great powerhouses besieged Haotian God, who fell into absolute disadvantage.
In less than a quarter of an hour, he was defeated, his flesh completely severed, and his Primordial Spirit shattered.
Killed to this extent, even a Supre would have been utterly dead.
But Haotian God is of the Creation Realm, and killing soone at this level is not easy.
The next mont, the void shone, countless rays converging, instantly reforming into Haotian God.
He revived, his face showing disdain.
“Purple Emperor, you can’t kill . You’re no longer at your peak, lacking the foundation to support killing a Creation Realm powerhouse. I’m certain of winning this battle.”
The Purple Emperor said nothing, only the sword light shone even more brilliantly.
Haotian God fought desperately, knocking Yang Jian back, making him cough up blood, almost severing him.
Yang Jian’s body glowed, exhibiting Mysterious Skill, healing his injuries.
In the next mont, the Azure Dragon was also blasted away, cut in two.
Creation Realm powerhouses are too strong, with power second only to the Heavenly Emperor. At this mont, even before Haotian God, it seed inadequate, not his match.
Sun Wukong stepped forward, manifesting his Ferocious Ape true form, towering over all, with the Jingu Bang enlarging, pressing down directly.
Haotian God looked disdainful, sweeping his battle sword upward, directly sending Sun Wukong retreating.
Then he transford into a ray of light, piercing through Sun Wukong’s body, making him tremble violently, almost shattering again.
The Purple Emperor approached, a Sword Wheel appearing behind him, pressing down fiercely, consolidating tens of thousands of swords into a single sword light, slashing through heaven and earth, illuminating past and future.
Pfft.
Haotian God was cleaved in half, his Primordial Spirit howling, shattering into pieces.
But soon, he recovered again. Although his aura weakened significantly, he still possessed great combat power.
This made Sun Wukong and the others feel sowhat powerless. The Creation Realm was indeed hard to extinguish; even after being killed to this extent, the other party was still unhard.
The Purple Emperor steadfastly continued to attack, yet Sun Wukong and the others could sense that the Purple Emperor had weakened considerably, and the aura from his body carried the breath of death.
They felt distressed, realizing that the Purple Emperor was genuinely using all his reserves, losing the chance for resurrection.
“Haotian, you deserve to die ten thousand tis.”
Sun Wukong roared, his fury completely ignited.
He went berserk, engaging Haotian God in a life-and-death struggle.
At this mont, Sun Wukong was terrifying, unleashing all his combat power, more than full power, forcing Haotian God into retreat, feeling it difficult to handle.
Yang Jian and the others also attacked relentlessly, all driven mad.
Above the Heavenly Court, the Great Emperor Ziwei and Eastern Emperor Tai Yi exploded into a great battle.
anwhile, the Wood God and others appeared, looking to besiege Eastern Emperor Tai Yi.
Behind Eastern Emperor Tai Yi, an army erged, joining the battle.
The battle erupted so suddenly, to an extre degree.
However, everyone understood that the key to winning or losing this battle didn’t lie with others, but with Haotian God and the Purple Emperor.
Whichever of them was defeated would determine who won this battle.
The Purple Emperor continued to strike, growing weaker, gradually unable to pose a threat to Haotian God.
Haotian God laughed heartily, his voice filled with pride.
“Purple Emperor, you’re finished.”
He shouted excitedly.
The Purple Emperor had exhausted his resources, yet failed to kill him.
Although Haotian God was also gravely injured, sustaining significant wounds, exchanging for the Purple Emperor’s life was absolutely worth it.
The Purple Emperor’s gaze was cold as he suddenly withdrew from the battlefield, his whole body glowing, all his power and essence converging into his battle sword.
“Old friend, join in one last fight.”
Buzz.
The sword vibrated lightly, as if wailing, making Sun Wukong and the others’ eyes redden, ultimately unable to save the Purple Emperor.
He poured all his reserves into the battle sword, aiming for one final battle and one last strike.
No matter whether he could slay Haotian God or not, from then on, there would be no more Purple Emperor in this world.
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