The sound of the sword reverberated through the heavens and the earth, as if it would tear this outlandish place apart in the next mont.
The Ten Phantom Primordial Ancestors indeed felt imnse dread, yet sharing this realm, how could they truly be intimidated by just one single person?
They couldn’t help but feel an overwhelming apprehension towards this man in white robes, pure as snow.
Even from their own perspective, it was hard to imagine soone could reach such unparalleled and peerless heights.
They even suspected,
that even without that woman, the opponent could still suppress them all alone.
That woman was equally flawless and peerless, like an Empress descending to the mortal world, but even she paled in comparison to him.
There is an old saying in the mortal world.
One man forms an army!
This must be it.
And it can only be so.
"In this lifeti, why would soone like you appear!"
A Phantom Primordial Ancestor spoke amidst action.
Good and evil were not the criteria for their judgnt, strength was all that mattered.
The victor’s words were always justified.
While the defeated, even standing on a mighty principle, had no ground for argunt.
And at this mont, the power displayed by Jiang Hui undeniably won their respect, had he not been a variable that must be removed.
They truly wanted to bring him in to accept the purification of the one True Ancestor.
The world was vast and boundless.
All things were desolate.
At the center of the Immortal Domain.
The Boundary Wall cracked open.
A crystalline finger appeared from nowhere, piercing directly through.
Imdiately,
altars erged above the fissure, one after another.
As silhouettes materialized one by one.
The mysterious army, once dead, was reford yet again.
"Kill!"
In the Frontier Wilderness, mountain valleys and Cave Heaven Place, the Ten Taoist Orthodoxy...
Within the Domain, forces large and small had long been awaiting.
Their eyes were determined, possessing a mien of noble sacrifice.
At this mont, standing at the forefront, how could any of them be cowards?!
Everyone was well aware that they might fall on the battlefield.
Yet, all tacitly agreed, sacrificing their lives was worth it, waiting for the white heavens and earth, if their gravestones stood tall, they would never regret stepping forward now.
The fierce wind swept over the Wilderness, lifting fine sand and stones as if the world were weeping...
At this mont,
a spirit of valiant fearlessness seed to flow and converge in the skies over the entire Immortal Domain, finally... resembling the first thunderbolt between heaven and earth.
Even if it were to eventually disappear, it was truly brilliant!
"Kill!" The shouts tore through the sky.
Like arrows released from a bow, the people rushed toward the darkness.
Before them, an abyss devouring all.
Behind them, a myriad of lights.
Their cherished ones and things awaited protection.
Each step might be their last, yet no one stopped to look back.
In this vast world, they were small as dust, yet steadfast as rocks.
When the flowers bloom in profusion, and the pyres return to dust, true souls transform into spring soil, protecting the renewed rivers and mountains!
Beyond the world.
Jiang Hui sensed everything, seemingly moved by it, his expressionless gaze grew even sharper.
"Boom!"
He charged at a Phantom Primordial Ancestor.
The Tyrant Knife cleaved down.
The opponent spewed blood, and even though reacted instantly, his shoulder was forcibly cut off.
He quickly retreated, enveloped entirely in dense ominous substance, glaring at Jiang Hui, despite having his True Body destroyed multiple tis, leveraging the Highland’s power, he still resurrected more than once.
Yet, from that fierce blade light, he felt a shivering of both body and soul.
It was as if, if he took a few more cuts, he would truly perish.
"Even if you are peerlessly immortal, so what? Without finding the true Great Taoist, all is fleeting!"
"Boom!"
The Ten Phantom Primordial Ancestors collectively struck, bolstered by the ominous power of the Ominous Plateau, only facing it firsthand could one feel the despair within.
Even Emperor Huang Tian, born to et the calamity, needed Ye Emperor, Chu Luoli...
And now.
By Jiang Hui’s side, there was only Emperor Huanfen.
"As long as my Great Taoist does not collapse, the system lives on, even through life and death, it will perpetuate immortally until there are successors..."
Emperor Huanfen radiated brilliance, countless luminous particles like a cluster of stars in the Nine Heavens, descended here, dazzling beyond compare, causing even the Ten Phantom Primordial Ancestors to narrow their eyes.
At this mont, Emperor Huanfen’s figure rose infinitely,
The Great Taoist thundered, the river of ti rumbled forward.
As the waters roared, countless Immortal Grass Divine Woods sprouted from the river of ti, rooting in the silent ti, blooming fully within the light of the ages.
Nurous pollen emitted noticeable splendor, drifting across from the river of ti.
Like billions of glowing fireflies.
Also like sparks of star on the verdant grasslands.
Under Emperor Huanfen’s feet,
clusters of translucent flower buds broke through the soil, blooming in succession in the void.
Each petal bore intricate Innate Dao Patterns, and golden rain poured out from the stans, tearing the coming darkness apart.
The next mont.
She raised her white hand lightly,
those Immortal Grass Divine Woods soared into the sky.
The vast holy light pierced through the dense bamboo.
Billions of Divine Order Chains shot forth, striking the Phantom Primordial Ancestors.
He knew his strength could not match the Brother Jiang of the Dao beside him.
Thus, when he struck, he did so decisively and with precision.
Recklessly, he only set upon two Phantom Primordial Ancestors to attack and kill.
Those two Phantom Primordial Ancestors’ faces were so gloomy they could drip water, for in this brief mont, their True Bodies had already been annihilated several tis.
In the sa realm, such battle results were undeniably shaful.
Yet monts later, their expressions returned to normal, and imdiately all the Phantom Primordial Ancestors retreated.
Black mist surged, covering the four wilds.
In the dead silence.
At the unreachable end of this world, a blood-colored expanse surged forth.
The Sacrificial Sea.
Without exact coordinates, even level-less existences of the Dao would get lost within it.
There waves howled.
Blood-colored monstrous waves, towering billows clashed, displaying imnse grandness.
That blood-colored expanse was too vast.
Even the Heaven, and the world beyond..pared to it, they were like a solitary boat amid a vast ocean, like a lone lotus pod.
Just each wave crashing carried countless spatiotemporal collapses from ancient to present tis.
From the birth of ti to eternity.
The grand ritual set to open during the ti of the Holy Ruins is not occurring for the first ti.
Epochs endlessly succeeded, each, there were countless Great Universes sacrificed, transforming intowaves of the Sacrificial Sea.
In the depths of the blood-colored ocean.
There stood a grand altar.
It stood silently, imnsely high.
Just simply situated there, it exuded boundless oppressive force.
"Everything has begun, you won’t await the next epoch!"
A Phantom Primordial Ancestor sneered.
At all costs, they advanced the grand ritual, only to bury this group of variables.
"Clang!"
Before the laughter faded, that Phantom Primordial Ancestor was cut in half.
Jiang Hui devoured eternity, ruling over degeneration, within his Sea of Consciousness, a simple ancient jug appeared and disappeared.
The grayish-black jug appeared unassuming.
An aged and vigorous ancient tree rooted in the jug, suspended above Jiang Hui’s head.
For so reason, an ominous premonition arose in the hearts of the Ten Phantom Primordial Ancestors.
Just as they were about to take action, that oasis suddenly emitted a rustling sound.
A leaf fell, piercing eternity in an instant, heading toward the coffin behind a Phantom Primordial Ancestor.
That Phantom Primordial Ancestor instantly felt his scalp tingle, his heart frantically warning him, foreseeing an unprecedented calamity approaching.
"Ah!"
He roared in fury, his Soul Fire blazing heaven-high, burning and elevating to its utmost, attempting to vaporize that leaf.
But it was to no avail.
In the end.
Behind him, that dark and sinister giant coffin exploded, dense ominous substance burned, with blood and bones splattering...
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