Chapter 500: Chapter 417: Rule Divine Artifact, Qi Fortune Validation!
Ji Weihuang’s aura rapidly soared, his white hair in disarray, as the dragon robe on his body fluttered wildly in the air.
All of the Destruction Powers were horrified.
Even though it was they who were looking down from above, overlooking Emperor Wu.
But in this instant, as Ji Weihuang’s imposing aura filled the entire sky and earth, it was as if the heavens and earth had inverted, resembling a lofty Heavenly King looking down indifferently and ruthlessly at all of them.
"What’s going on?” the Demon Pig in chaos exclaid in alarm.
He had been wildly irritable just a mont ago, mocking repeatedly, but now he was frightened, all his black hair standing on end like a porcupine’s quills.
...
"Could it be a trap? He wasn’t injured at all but used this opportunity to wipe us all out in one fell swoop?” The Silver Demon Bird speculated too, its feathers ringing like the sound of swords, very much resembling the sound of a sword’s cry.
"No, such a guess is impossible; the price paid is simply too great,” the Crane Daoist spoke calmly.
"His injuries are not fake, it’s just that he has developed so kind of Secret Technique.”
Algres frowned, and at this ti, he noticed so clues from Emperor Wu’s condition, “This is burning his last life force, lifespan, flesh, and blood all to exchange for a battle power beyond the peak.”
Hearing these words.
The Silver Demon Bird and others were imdiately terrified.
How terrifying the peak-period Emperor Wu was, even if two or three of them joined forces, they were no match.
They had been chased around on their own Daoist Fields, and for a long ti, they lived in constant anxiety, not even thinking of revenge.
And now, Emperor Wu was burning his essence blood, which could even trade for so power beyond his peak.
That was kind of terrifying!
"The only solace is that his original state was already very poor, and now he won’t last very long,” Algres stretched out a hand to form a rune, and the light around him imdiately began to twist and fold.
He cultivated in the Daoist Path of space, with extrely fast speed, capable of escaping unhard even if entering perilous terrain, making him the most suitable for the current situation.
No need for a head-on confrontation.
The current Emperor Wu was like a vigorously burning piece of firewood.
As soon as the firewood in this torch burned out, he would naturally win.
If Algres could analyze it, the other Destruction Powers naturally could also see the hints, and the Silver Demon Bird imdiately said, “Let’s first avoid his sharp edges!”
Swish!
Before her voice fell, she had already trembled and flown towards the distance.
But facing such a situation, Emperor Wu seed to have been well-prepared for it; he rose into the air, his blood qi rolling up to the clouds.
He reached into his bosom and took out a Seal, and casually tossed it forward, saying, “Life fight!”
Boom!
The ground suddenly shook violently.
Thick chains rose from around the city walls, shooting towards the sky.
In the sky, they gathered together, forming a cage, trapping all the Destruction Powers along with Emperor Wu inside it.
"Rule Divine Artifact!” The Crane Daoist looked at the thick and hazy canopy of sky in front of him, his facial expression imdiately becoming extrely ugly.
The so-called Rule Divine Artifact was a weapon containing the power of the Dao.
So of them were naturally ford, while others were consecrated later on. And the cage blocking their path, it must have been made with a blood sacrifice from so Destruction Power who had died tragically at the hands of Emperor Wu.
Although its power was relatively less.
But as remains of the sa level, it was enough to briefly trap them for a short period.
"Open for !”
The Crane Daoist was determined, his wings slashing down like heavenly blades.
The sound of tal clashing imdiately rang out, and a deep gash appeared on the iron cage in front of him.
A gleam of ecstasy instantly appeared on his face, but before he could slash down a second ti, a sense of extre danger had already co whistling towards him.
The Crane Daoist looked back, and his eyes instantly split with rage.
He saw Emperor Wu with disheveled hair, his wild aura filling the entire sky, as he already lunged forward with a punch.
So many people.
The Crane Daoist thought his speed was not slow.
But instead of going after those who ran slower, he ca for him.
"Really think I’m easy to bully?” the Crane Daoist yelled in anger, “Roar!” He roared loudly, flapping his wings, and black mist rose from his body; he then spat out runes from his mouth, discarding his fear in the face of rage, and went all-out against Emperor Wu, who had little life and longevity left.
The result was predictable—
Pfft!
Emperor Wu had an indifferent face as he punched in mid-air.
The Crane Daoist’s body instantly shattered in mid-air, exploding into a rain of blood.
Intense pain swept through every nerve, and the Crane Daoist went mad, his body painfully reassembling in mid-air as he struggled with all his might against that overwhelming, mountainous montum.
He deployed a Secret Technique.
Costing years of his accumulated foundation.
At this ti, he barely reconstituted himself, but the aura on his body also plumted to rock bottom.
"How is this possible!?” the Crane Daoist kept falling down, his pupils trembling violently, but Emperor Wu, regardless of anything, delivered another full-power punch.
This punch was wrapped in Daoist charm, tilting the entire firmant while the ground rose.
The power it contained was enormous beyond asure, All Things Return to One, and the Crane Daoist felt as if the sky and the earth were turning into grinding discs, endlessly crushing him.
To take this punch head-on would an death!
The Crane Daoist was terrified.
Every cell trembled, for the first ti feeling such a strong sense of crisis.
At the mont of life and death, the Crane Daoist’s eyes were bloodshot, past caring for anything else.
Swish!
He pulled a willow branch from his bosom.
Snap! He pinched it to pieces, and the Innate spatial charm of the Hollow Willow instantly perated and spread out.
His body blurred, and then vanished into thin air, while a golden-furred demon with blood at the corners of its mouth appeared, dumbfounded, in the spot where Daoist He had been.
The golden-furred demon hadn’t even begun to comprehend what had just happened.
Bang!
Emperor Wu’s fist had already struck down.
Any talk of copper heads and iron arms, or of indestructible golden bodies, proved like dry weeds before the scythe under this act of sacrificial desperation.
The demon’s body exploded on impact, blood spraying hundreds of ters high. As its flesh did all in its power to reconstitute itself, the interwoven Power and Daoist charm radiating from Emperor Wu quickly ground its life force away.
In the end, even its fang-filled head was crushed underfoot.
A mighty being from the Destruction Great Power Realm t its demise right then and there, dying in utter perplexity.
Daoist He, trembling from head to toe and aghast at the sight from a distance, exclaid, “Third brother!”
You damn trash, couldn’t even take a single punch, utterly useless!
More terrible events unfolded.
After dealing with the golden-furred demon, Emperor Wu, with a cold and piercing gaze, continued his advance towards Daoist He.
"Why go to such lengths!” Daoist He was infuriated, screaming hysterically, “What the hell did I ever do to you? Is this really necessary?”
Bang!
Emperor Wu paid no heed.
His aura was rapidly weakening, yet another punch was already smashing down.
Daoist He once again pulled out a willow branch from his bosom, its Daoist charm flowing as his body disappeared, only to be replaced by his second brother, the Chaos Demon Pig.
The Chaos Demon Pig, covered in black fur and caked in mud, blinked in confusion, unaware how it had managed to dig a deep pit and conceal itself within, only to appear aboveground in the blink of an eye.
The light seed oddly blinding, and the dust and fragnts all around were floating upwards as the ground tremored non-stop, frightening the pig to its very core.
The Chaos Demon Pig shook its head and turned around.
A blazing fist filled its entire vision—Emperor Wu’s dominating and indifferent visage was inescapably before it.
Instantly terrified, its thick fur stood on end. It was more astute than the golden-furred demon and realized what was happening.
"Curse you, bald bird! Fuck your mother!”
Betrayed by soone it trusted most.
Furious beyond asure, the Chaos Demon Pig retaliated too late, as Emperor Wu was already upon it.
Having no choice, it mobilized all its strength, raised its head, and fiercely retaliated.
Bang!
The unbreakable tusks of the Chaos Demon Pig snapped.
Its head followed suit, its flesh flung across the sky, tearing inch by inch until only half a mutilated body remained struggling.
Two dark beams fell from the depths of Emperor Wu’s piercing pupils. Without a backward glance, he turned and departed. The mont he left, a violent explosion erupted from behind him, accompanied by a pair of blackened legs flying through the air.
For the third ti, he stood before Daoist He.
Algres was taken by a surge of dread, his cultivation in the Dao Path of spatial realms making him acutely sensitive to his surroundings.
At that mont, Algres was attempting an escape from his prison and was near success.
Then he suddenly felt it.
The willow branch that Daoist He had given him was burning hot.
A wave of spatial power enveloped it, yanking it forcefully toward another direction.
"Damn it!” Algres exclaid in alarm, quickly retrieving the willow branch and snapping it to destroy it.
But he was a step too slow.
Half of his body was pulled over, followed by a torrential force pumlling him.
That half of Algres’s body exploded on the spot, his face pale as paper, pain so severe that his eyeballs couldn’t stop trembling.
"Very good! Very, very good!” Algres growled, realizing that Daoist He had left a contingency on the willow branch.
All this was preditated.
Using himself as a scapegoat.
"This grudge, I will definitely avenge!” Algres gulped down a vial of Treasure dicine.
His wounds began to heal, and he also realized that Emperor Wu was truly at his last gasp, signaling that the war was drawing to a close.
Although Algres’s injuries appeared grave, he had reacted tily enough not to sustain foundational damage.
Under the massive life force provided by the Treasure dicine, his missing flesh quickly regenerated. He chose not to flee any longer and instead turned to rush back to the battlefield.
Swoosh!
Algres’s figure flashed.
He hovered mid-air and saw a vast crater on a square.
At that mont, Emperor Wu was standing at the crater’s bottom, his skin cracked like damaged porcelain, golden blood flowing out, emitting a rich and ceaselessly penetrating fragrance.
Opposite him stood Daoist He, reverted from his beast form to a semi-human being.
Covered in dirt, his face etched with terror, he dared not make a move even against the dying Emperor Wu.
Algres narrowed his eyes.
He saw the blood on Emperor Wu, first confused.
Then, as if slowly comprehending, his face revealed a look of shock.
To ascend to the Realm Lord Realm required one to validate their Dao Path in the heavens of longevity, yet Emperor Wu had clearly carved a new path.
He validated his Dao through the Qi Fortune of his Dynasty, his Dao Path deeply entwined with the vast realm under him. When the Dynasty flourished, the Dragon Qi returned to the origin, and Emperor Wu’s strength far outstripped that of an ordinary being from the Destruction Great Power Realm.
Now that the Dynasty was in its decline.
And with Emperor Wu nearing death, the vast life force and new power contained in the Dragon Qi were also escaping with his blood.
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