In an instant, billions of chaotic thunders suddenly exploded between heaven and earth, each thunder contained the mighty power of opening up the heavens, not only killing the Phantom Immortal Emperor but also slaughtering those bizarre creatures.
At the sa ti, amidst the booming thunder, Shi Hao clenched his fist seal and attacked.
Where the fist’s edge passed, the void shattered inch by inch, countless Great Taoist Runes were annihilated within the fist’s light.
The body of the Corpse Immortal Emperor was blasted away by this punch, turning into a mass of black mist in mid-air, then recomposing into form.
"Kill!" Ye Fan simultaneously roared angrily, his battle intent skyrocketed, as he rushed towards a Phantom Immortal Emperor with a massive fist seal.
He still rembered when he, Wushi, and Emperor rciless first ventured into the realm above, intending to eradicate darkness and chaos in one fell swoop and suppress the bizarre.
But the idea was beautiful, the reality was cruel.
After fighting here for tens of thousands of years, the three felt unprecedented fatigue, and the enemy’s strength far exceeded everyone’s imagination.
No choice.
They did not hesitate to reverse dinsions, ti and karma, seeking the help of Emperor Huang Tian who wielded the sword that severed eons.
Unfortunately, the ti node they located was incorrect.
Although they found Emperor Huang Tian, he had not yet fully grown at that ti and could not help them.
Originally, they thought the days of fighting side by side against the bizarre clan were far away.
But now, they are fighting side by side.
The Heavenly Emperor Fist illuminated layers of universe, its brilliance unmatched, dazzling the world, the surging fist intent resonated with countless universes.
"Boom!"
Even though the Phantom Immortal Emperor had reacted and made defenses, the body still instantly exploded, being smashed into blood mist by a punch.
Everyone moved.
For a mont, heaven collapsed and earth cracked here, the law order was forcibly torn apart.
If they weren’t in a space that was independently opened.
Even a hint of the residual power spreading would directly overturn Heaven.
The collision of this level, especially with full firepower, was terrifying and exaggerated.
Soon, all the Phantom Immortal Emperors were slaughtered again.
Black mist billowed, transmitting piercing noise.
"It’s useless... we are the bizarre itself..."
The dead Phantom Immortal Emperors reford once more, each stepping out of the black mist, glaring nacingly at everyone.
The piercing sound ca from all directions, carrying a creepy echo, like ten Phantom Immortal Emperors speaking simultaneously, layered and like tidal waves of echo.
"Your struggle is destined to be futile, the destruction of worlds is already set, from the mont you stepped into this battlefield, there’s no turning back."
Upon truly feeling the strength of Ye Fan, Shi Hao, Gu Chen, the Ten Crown King, and others.
The Phantom Immortal Emperor decisively changed tactics, intending to exhaust them by sheer number of resurrections, grinding them down here.
Shi Hao’s aura was overwhelming, his gaze sharp like an eagle, responding without retreat:
"Set outco? There is never a predetermined ending in this world, as long as we are still standing, there is hope for the worlds, there is life."
He walked step by step from the barren Wilderness to now, fighting through the Boundary Sea, battling dark beings, founding the Heavenly Court, resisting karma, throughout the journey, when was it not fraught with danger? Each ti breaking and then establishing from life and death, even when facing the siege of near-undying Phantom Immortal Emperors, still fearless.
"Hope? Your hope is nothing but an illusion, in the face of the grand design, it is utterly vulnerable."
The voice of the Phantom Immortal Emperor was like ghostly wails and divine shrieks, though they wished to completely suppress this group of uncontrollable factors, they also knew it couldn’t be done in a short ti.
They cherished this discourse.
In the long passage of ti, given their status and strength, it’s rare to encounter such formidable opponents, this was one of their few pleasures.
No matter how powerful one is within the sa realm, wouldn’t they eventually still perish at their hands.
Ye Fan’s expression was grim: "Grand design? Your so-called grand design is nothing but self-deceptive fantasy. Our power is the gathered will of the beings of all worlds, enough to break through all illusions."
"Will of beings? Once all worlds and beings wither, this will shall vanish into thin air."
The Ten Crown King tightened his grip on the Human Emperor Sword, its blade flickering with cold light: "Wither? As long as we are here, we absolutely will not allow the worlds to head towards extinction."
"A mantis trying to stop a cart, overestimating itself!"
The voice of Willow God was like the long ring of an ancient bell, steady and powerful: "A mantis trying to stop a cart? Those truly overestimating are you, trying to overturn the worlds with your own strength, is nothing but dreaming."
Laughter ca from the black mist: "Dreaming? Everything is proceeding according to our plan, you are powerless to change fate!"
The gaze of Emperor rciless was icy, like the blade of frost splitting the dense night: "Plan? Your plan was wrong from the start, today is the day your plan collapses."
Before Emperor rciless’s words ended, her figure already vanished from where she was, appearing behind a Phantom Immortal Emperor.
The Phantom Immortal Emperor hadn’t reacted yet when Cruel Man’s hand, as flawless as white jade, pierced through its chest like an order’s blade.
The other let out a scream.
Imdiately, black mist surged as its body instantly disintegrated, turning into a thick black fog, but soon reford in the distance.
"It’s useless... you cannot kill us..."
Ten Phantom Immortal Emperors laughed mockingly.
This behavior was destined to be futile.
Unless all traces of them were erased.
But they have already connected with the Ancestral Land, unless it’s an existence as powerful as the Primordial Ancestor, who can obliterate them?
So, they are undead in the truest sense.
But soon, the faces of the ten Phantom Primordial Ancestors changed dramatically.
Although they can resurrect in a short ti, each fall, their bodies bursting, and the pain of blood and flesh dissolving is quite real.
At this mont, these Immortal Emperors seed almost mad, rampaging, advancing instead of retreating, rushing into the black mist, the ten Phantom Immortal Emperors were blown up one by one, turning into blood mist, arduously reforming only to be blown up again.
Throughout the black mist, there were various tragic wails, echoing everywhere, indescribably heart-wrenching.
Screams akin to ghosts and wolves erupted from the mist, and with every sound, the mysterious army below couldn’t help but shiver, not knowing what was happening to the Dao Ancestors in the black mist, why they could emit such shrill cries?
Seeing this scene, Jiang Hui couldn’t help but laugh.
Although this thod hardly achieves the complete suppression of the Phantom Immortal Emperor, it does vent frustration; with the endurance of Ye Fan, Shi Hao, Gu Chen, and others, the ten Phantom Immortal Emperors should learn what it truly ans to live worse than death.
At this mont,
In perception.
In front of the bluestone steps, a woman gracefully walked, striding quickly.
The woman wore a moon-white brocade dress, its hem flowing like moonlight, fluttering lightly in the wind.
Her figure was slender and graceful, like a lotus swaying in the wind, elegant and delicate.
Undoubtedly, she was a woman as radiant as the morning sun.
She hurried, and in an instant, stood before Jiang Hui.
Ye Qing Xian, a descendant of Ye Fan, once to return to the past, successfully created a conversation pathway for Huang and Ye, but also endured imnse karmic tribulation.
Going against ti, forcing people from different tilines to connect, the karma endured is unimaginable.
Even though Ye Fan tried his best to shelter her, he could not completely prevent the tribulation from adding on.
After all, his power was limited at that ti.
At the critical mont.
Jiang Hui intervened, forcefully wiping out karma for the woman, and brought her back to Liu Village, thus completely eradicating that karmic catastrophe.
Ye Qing Xian respectfully saluted Jiang Hui, her etiquette impeccable.
Even Grandpa Ye, before this Master of the Holy Land, showed great respect.
As a junior and having been saved by him, she naturally should be even more respectful.
Jiang Hui quietly lowered his head, said nothing, waiting for the other to speak.
Ye Qing Xian said: "May I ask, senior, how are grandfather and the others currently?"
She hurried over because she suddenly felt uneasy just a while ago.
Jiang Hui was a bit surprised.
This should be the bloodline connection between Ye Qing Xian and Ye Fan.
The forr is a direct descendant of the latter.
Coupled with Ye Fan’s realm empowernt.
Jiang Hui was ready to respond.
At this ti, perceptual power captures a trace of abnormality.
From the depths of the black mist, an even more terrifying aura suddenly appeared.
It was an aura that surpassed the Immortal Emperor level, transcending above the Great Tao, soaring from the black mist, a towering figure rushing from a very distant place.
Clearly, it had not yet approached.
But the entire firmant has already begun to collapse, as if that realm simply couldn’t bear the aura of that immortal figure.
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