The Demon Emperor panicked when he saw that the Barbaric Beast Ruler was going to take him down with him. He attacked the Barbaric Beast Ruler madly, but in the end, the Barbaric Beast Ruler didn't stop. A dazzling light flashed, and the Barbaric Beast Ruler and the Demon Emperor were swallowed up.
That attack was unprecedented. The Barbaric Beast Ruler had used his life to kill a Demon Emperor. Even before his death, the Barbaric Beast Ruler had only thought about the safety of the Heavenly Chen Continent.
The Rulers of the Continent of the Nine Clouds and the Demon Emperor were stunned when they saw the Barbaric Beast Ruler and the Demon Emperor turn into ashes. The Barbaric Beast Ruler is dead? That's what they thought.
Up until this point in the battle, the scene that they didn't want to see the most had finally occurred, and it was the fall of a Dao Emperor.
His expression was heavy. This was war, and even Dao Emperor Realm experts were unable to stay out of it. The Heaven Scorching Ruler took a deep breath and shouted coldly, "Everyone, let's not let the wild beasts down. Kill!"
They didn't have time to reminisce. The battle was still going on. The Barbaric Beast Ruler's death seemed to add fuel to the battle between the Dao Emperors. Everyone's attacks became fiercer and fiercer.
The Rulers weren't the only ones. The Demon Emperors were the same. For a moment, the battle between the Dao Emperors was even more intense than before.
There were already Dao Emperors that had perished. Obviously, this was merely the beginning, and even more Dao Emperors would perish with hatred in their hearts.
A trace of sadness flashed through his eyes. The Tyrant Fist Ruler's injuries were similar to the Barbaric Beast Ruler's. Now that the Barbaric Beast Ruler had died, he made up his mind. As the Ruler of the Heavenly Chen Continent, he naturally had to help when the Heavenly Chen Continent was in trouble.
"Savage Beast, you should leave first. Wait for me," the Tyrant Fist Ruler thought to himself. Then, his aura began to surge.
The Tyrant Fist Ruler had also used a secret technique. When they sensed the Tyrant Fist Ruler's transformation, they weren't too surprised.
The Tyrant Fist Ruler's aura rose steadily, and streaks of dark golden light gathered on his right fist. Sensing the Tyrant Fist Ruler's change, the Demon King didn't dare to be careless and used a secret technique at the same time.
The Tyrant Fist Ruler used a secret technique after the Savage Beast Ruler. He punched out, and a purple-gold fist light shot toward the Demon King.
This was the Fist Hegemon's most powerful punch, and he roared, "Fist Dominates the World …."
With the addition of the secret technique, the power of the Fist Dominator's punch seemed to change the color of heaven and earth. It was no exaggeration to say that the power of this punch was extremely close to that of a Saint's attack.
The fist aura tore through the sky. The Demon Emperor roared in anger. There was no way to dodge, so he could only choose to take it head-on. As the Demon Emperor roared in anger, the fist aura enveloped him.
Watching the Tyrant Fist Ruler's attack, the other rulers' eyes were filled with complex emotions. Was the Tyrant Fist Ruler going to leave after the Savage Beast Ruler?
Although the power of this punch was earth-shattering, it came at a great price. To put it bluntly, this punch was the Tyrant Fist Ruler's strongest punch, but it was also his last punch. As the punch landed, the Tyrant Fist Ruler's vitality was rapidly dissipating. He had used up all his strength to deliver this earth-shattering punch.
The Demon King fell with this punch, but at the same time, the Tyrant Fist Ruler was like a lamp that had run out of oil.
The Tyrant Fist Ruler stood proudly in the sky. His entire right arm had been torn open by a powerful force. Blood flowed continuously from the wounds, and his black hair fluttered in the wind. A faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth. Even if the Tyrant Fist Ruler still had a breath left, he wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer. For this punch, the Tyrant Fist Ruler had used up all his vitality.
He didn't regret his choice. As far as the Tyrant Fist Ruler was concerned, as long as he could protect the Heavenly Chen Continent, so what if he had to sacrifice himself?
Another Dao Emperor had perished. In less than 100 breaths of time, 2 Devil Emperors had fallen from the side of the devil cultivators. The remaining Devil Emperors had gloomy expressions on their faces when they witnessed such an outcome. After that, the Devil Emperor who was in fierce battle with the Sovereign of Pills shouted coldly. "Retreat!"
Who would've thought that they would suffer such heavy casualties in today's battle? Putting aside the casualties on the ground, the demonic cultivators had lost two Emperor Realm cultivators.
The Ruler of the Continent of the Nine Firmaments and the others didn't chase after them. It wasn't that they didn't want to, it was that they didn't have the ability to kill them.
The Demon Cultivators retreated once more. The Central Plains' front line was once again safe, but the price they had paid for this was too heavy.
They all came to the Tyrant Fist Ruler's side with smiles on their faces. The Tyrant Fist Ruler fell backwards, powerless. Fortunately, the Divination Ruler caught him in time.
They brought the heavily injured Tyrant Fist Ruler back to Western Pass City. In the Central Great Hall, the Tyrant Fist Ruler leaned weakly against a chair. His face was deathly pale. The Heavenly Pill Ruler and the Pill Cloud Ruler had already examined his body. Both of them had given the same answer: the Tyrant Fist Ruler's life force had been exhausted. Even a god would find it difficult to save him.
The Demon Cultivators gathered around the Tyrant Fist Ruler. When they saw how exhausted he looked, their faces were filled with pain. However, the Tyrant Fist Ruler was very calm. He smiled faintly and pretended to be relaxed.
"I say, what's wrong with all of you? You're all old men, yet you still act like a little wife."
The Demon Cultivators all chose to remain silent in the face of the Tyrant Fist Ruler's joke. They didn't know what to say in the face of parting. Just as the Tyrant Fist Ruler had said, they were all old men who had once stood at the peak of the Heavenly Chen Continent. Now, because of the outbreak of war, even Demon Cultivators like them had to bear the pain of death.
When no one responded, the Tyrant Fist Ruler continued with a smile.
"Everyone, I'll leave the rest to you. I believe that the Heavenly Chen Continent will be able to hold on. If we can't drive the Demon Cultivators away in one year, then we'll take ten years. If we can't drive them away in ten years, then we'll take a hundred years. Even if all of us old men die, there's still those little guys who can take our place. The Heavenly Chen Continent is our home. How can we just hand it over to others?
Even if we can't win, we won't be able to hold on for even a thousand years. "At this point, the Tyrant Fist Ruler's eyes began to glaze over. He shifted his gaze away from the other Demon Cultivators and stared blankly ahead. The smile on his face grew even more brilliant.
"I saw Savage Beast coming to pick me up. That old man …"
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