Chapter 1573: Chapter 963: A Tragic Era
The Immortal Kings all responded to Jiang Hui in unison, their voices resonated powerfully, resembling thunder, causing the obsidian blood pearl plumting from the do to montarily pause, almost unseen.
Of course, it didn’t actually pause; the collective oath of the Immortal Kings impacted the dinsion here, creating a visual illusion.
In reality, the dark blood covered everything without the slightest pause throughout the process. If not for Jiang Hui’s imperial might fully spread open, it would have long descended, obliterating everything here, transforming it into a purgatory scene.
Jiang Hui stood alone to confront the enemy, impossible for any force to bypass.
His towering figure, like a giant peak, stood across the Immortal Domain’s beings, even though the obsidian blood pearl was boundlessly vast, casting a sinister black shadow that couldn’t completely obscure him.
Within the pitch-black shadow, a burst of brilliant golden radiance surged, heavenly rainbows soared into the sky, tearing a corner open.
Jiang Hui acted decisively,
striking as soon as his voice fell.
The Immortal Domain was his place of cultivation; he would never allow it to be invaded by bizarre forces and turned into an ash-ridden ruin.
Even if unsure whether the Phantom Primordial Ancestor had personally arrived behind this dark blood,
it didn’t matter anymore. He only needed to know that not resisting would certainly lead to death.
Even if his position in the Phantom Primordial Ancestor’s heart was far inferior to that of the later Emperor Huang Tian, from the mont he struck to kill a Phantom Immortal Emperor, the Phantom Primordial Ancestor, residing deep within the soil of calamity, would definitely not spare him.
A Phantom Immortal Emperor, even for the bizarre clan, was crucial, few in number, representing the ultimate number of ten.
“Creating Heaven.”
“Psssh!”
“Clang!”
The crisp sound of tearing pierced the long sky,
and in Jiang Hui’s hand, a silver dazzling light suddenly erupted — Tyrant Knife!
The Tyrant Knife, formless yet surpassing form, each streak of silver glow contained the power to create heaven and earth. Once wielded, it seed as if myriad Immortal Slaying Sabers resonated in the heavens.
Its fierce aura, like a stormy gale, swept across eight paths, making the stars tremble and the skies change hue.
“Psssh!”
A fierce slash descended, tearing through ti and space, severing karma.
The silver-white blade glow split the sky, like a vast universe toppling down, its brilliance dazzling, illuminating the boundless darkness.
However, when the blade glow, sufficient to easily overthrow an entire realm, collided with the obsidian blood pearl, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, only stirring a slight ripple.
The surface of the obsidian blood pearl rippled in layers, as if endless mysterious power was devouring everything, even Jiang Hui’s earth-shattering strike only slightly slowed its descent, unable to shake its foundation, nor raise much of a splash.
Facing this scene, Jiang Hui remained calm, seemingly expecting this result; he never intended for this strike to truly cleave open the drop of obsidian blood pearl, it was rely a probing strike.
In the next mont, at the sea of consciousness between Jiang Hui’s eyebrows, a radiant sprout quietly erged.
Instantly, unimaginable vitality spread, as if spring had arrived early, all things revived, life flourishing.
With the ergence of the sprout, the surroundings around Jiang Hui also transford, the lotus of the Great Taoist seed imbued with life, each petal blossoming with a red brilliant glow, like the afterglow of a setting sun casting upon the mortal world, or the dawn breaking.
Below, in the pavilion, Emperor Huanfen witnessed the scene, her eyes subtly changing, looking at Jiang Hui with a glance bearing not only camaraderie but also deep astonishnt.
Her realm was profound, able to perceive what the sprout ant.
This was a rule sprout that had successfully breached the constraints of heaven and earth; given sufficient ti and nourishnt, it would surely grow into an entirely new rule.
And this rule, being independently established, once ford, would overshadow existing rules, possessing the power to rewrite the order of heaven and earth.
Emperor Huanfen’s heart was filled with great astonishnt. Although she had explored the path of rules herself, so far she had only birthed a single incomplete seed, requiring endless honing and trials of the judgnt of heaven and earth to hope for its formation.
Yet the other party had already surpassed her.
Who knows how Brother Jiang of the Dao managed to reach this step.
At this point, she could afford more thought.
After all, she had secretly escaped from the grasp of the Phantom Primordial Ancestor.
She couldn’t act now.
Once she did, she would certainly be sensed by the Phantom Primordial Ancestor.
At that ti, even with the most crucial matters at hand, those three Phantom Primordial Ancestors in the soil of calamity would probably personally descend.
It was indeed…
With Emperor Huanfen’s perception, she could discern the present circumstances were not the Phantom Primordial Ancestor personally descending, rather it was one of their casual strikes across the boundless ages.
Even the Immortal Emperor couldn’t contend, they would be instantly suppressed.
Emperor Huanfen put away her thoughts, her expression reverting to solemnity. If Brother Jiang of the Dao couldn’t stop it, or if this realm truly reached a critical mont of life and death, regardless of concerns, she must stand forth.
Otherwise, this domain would be dood.
And Emperor Huanfen had already made such preparations, truthfully, she wasn’t particularly trusting of Brother Jiang of the Dao or that the joint forces of other cultivators of this realm could resist the suppression of the Sacrificial Path State.
This realm, though not yet above the emperor, one must understand, in the Emperor Realm, each step spans a heavenly layer.
Willow God also rushed over, delicate jade hands reached out, law orders surged, countless particle rains clashed robustly against the obsidian blood pearl.
Yet ultimately, it was like needles hitting a brass wall.
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