When Monk Zhi Wen saw that the situation was amiss, he wanted to make use of Blood Escape to escape!
At the level of divine powers, Blood Escape had to burn half of one's bloodline and the speed of one's burst was extremely shocking as well!
A streak of blood light tore through the air.
"Suppress!"
The old storyteller pointed forward and the Human Emperor's Palace descended with an incomparably majestic aura, suppressing Monk Zhi Wen!
Monk Zhi Wen cultivated the Blood Refinement Fiend Sutra and must not be allowed to escape!
At that moment, the old storyteller had already realized that there must be an unimaginable secret behind the reappearance of the Blood Refinement Fiend Sutra and the fact that many emperors were trapped within it!
The old storyteller wanted to find out the secret behind it through Monk Zhi Wen.
Swash!
However, the old storyteller had underestimated the speed of Blood Escape.
The blood light flashed and fled into the horizons before the Human Emperor's Seal descended, vanishing from everyone's sights before long.
Su Zimo stood on the spot without moving.
It was not that he did not want to chase, but he knew that he would not be able to catch up even if he moved.
More importantly, Su Zimo was clear about something.
Monk Zhi Wen would definitely not survive!
There was another person waiting for him up ahead!
"Zhi Wen has comprehended five supreme divine powers. If we let him escape, he'll definitely be a threat in the future!"
The old storyteller murmured with a worried expression.
"Don't worry, senior. He won't be able to escape,"
Su Zimo said indifferently.
All of a sudden!
A violent energy fluctuation and blood qi surged from the distant horizons that even the emperors' spirit consciousnesses could not detect!
Immediately after, the power of bloodline dissipated rapidly and the fluctuations over there gradually calmed down as well.
"That is …"
"That's the direction Zhi Wen escaped in. Could he have been killed?!"
The emperors exchanged glances with bewildered expressions.
The emperors could not sense what happened because they were too far away. However, they could vaguely guess that Monk Zhi Wen was already dead!
"Even if Zhi Wen's combat strength was reduced after a huge battle earlier on, he has a body and Essence Spirit tempered with five supreme divine powers after all. Who can kill him?"
"I'm not sure. There might be some hidden experts in the ancient battlefield."
The old storyteller pondered for a moment before he suddenly sent a voice transmission to Su Zimo with his spirit sense and asked, "Zimo, was the person who killed Zhi Wen the Emperor with the Daoist name 'Sun Moon'?"
Su Zimo nodded.
A glint flashed across the old storyteller's eyes as he asked again, "Is this person the Monk Daming from 40,000 years ago?"
"That's him."
Su Zimo was silent for a while, but he did not hide anything.
If Lin Xuanji could guess, the Storyteller, as his master, would naturally be able to guess as well.
"I didn't expect him to still be alive after forty thousand years!"
"Tianji's loss to him is not unjustified."
Although Heavenly Secrets was killed by Yan Beichen, he was defeated by Monk Daming twice in their fight. The last time, he even lost his life!
For a time, the old storyteller seemed to have sunk into his memories. He recalled many things of the past, and he sighed with emotion.
"Is this person a friend or a foe?"
The storyteller asked again.
Although he had guessed Monk Daming's identity, he did not know much about this generation's Monk Daming.
"I don't know,"
Su Zimo shook his head gently.
Although Monk Daming had saved him before, there was some history between the two of them. That was the reason why Monk Daming treated him differently.
However, Monk Daming's return this time round was no longer the same Monk Daming from 40,000 years ago!
The Monk Daming of 40,000 years ago was compassionate and magnanimous – he would definitely not kill the innocent.
However, the hands of this generation's Monk Daming were stained with endless blood!
In fact, in order to cultivate the Blood Refinement Fiend Technique, he set up the Grand Primordium Ancient Temple on purpose and lured many cultivators over to kill and refine him!
If the Monk Daming of 40,000 years ago knew about the situation of the battle in Heaven and Earth Valley, he would definitely do his best to stop it.
However, in this generation, Monk Daming took advantage of the situation and schemed against Heavenly Secrets to refine the bloodlines of many living beings in Heaven and Earth Valley to raise his cultivation.
Su Zimo was not sure if Monk Daming was a friend or foe.
"There's no need to bother about him,"
Pondering for a moment, Su Zimo said, "Right now, the greatest danger comes from the Primordial Five Races. “
The Old Storyteller nodded as well.
"Wu Huang, give the order! How should we fight this battle?!"
The War Emperor of Overlord Palace asked loudly.
Su Zimo said in a deep voice, "If nothing goes wrong, this battle will erupt in the North Region. At that time, all you have to do is defend against the emperors of the various demon regions. As for the emperors of the Primordial Five Races, the emperors of the Dragons, Kun and Barbarians and I will defend against them with all our might."
The emperors exchanged glances and heaved a sigh of relief.
If they were to fight against the emperors of the Primordial Five Races head-on, they would most likely be doomed.
However, they could fight against a group of Demon Emperors!
Thereafter, Su Zimo discussed with the Old Storyteller and the human emperors how the cultivators and disciples of the various sects should defend against the armies of the Primordial Five Races.
In the depths of a sinister cemetery in the Middle Continent.
In an ancient coffin underground, it was pitch-black and cold – one could not even see their fingers.
All of a sudden!
Suddenly, two beams of blood light shone in the ancient coffin!
They seemed to be the eyes of a person!
"Interesting. Most of the cards I left in the human race have been cleared by you guys,"
A sinister voice suddenly sounded and echoed in the ancient coffin, sending chills down one's spine!
"Let's see how you're going to break out of this situation!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I'm looking forward to it …"
A sinister laughter sounded, accompanied by an ear-piercing creaking sound.
It was as though someone was extending their sharp nails and scratching the lid of the coffin continuously!
…
Three days later.
Middle Continent.
The Heavenly Eye race, the Blood Vine race, the Rakshasa race, the Golden Crow race, the Witch race, and the God race — the Primordial Six races were gathered. The clansmen below were divided into different camps, with the leaders of the various races leading them.
There was a unique formation between the Primordial Six Races.
The Protoss was at the front.
After the Convention of the Myriad Races, the background of the Protoss was no longer a secret. The reason why the Primordial Five Races joined forces this time round was to let the Protoss be the vanguard!
After Shenhuang's death, although the Protoss had emperors, they were definitely no match for the Golden Crow, Fire Emperor, Underworld Witch Emperor and the others. They had no choice but to compromise.
Furthermore, for the Protoss, the chaos of Tianhuang Mainland was more beneficial than disadvantageous to them!
After the Protoss were the Golden Crow, Heavenly Eye and Blood Vine races.
The three primordial races formed a circular formation and protected the Witch race with the weakest bloodline in the middle.
Many Rakshasas floated in midair.
This formation could unleash the combat strength of the Primordial Six Races to its limits!
Outside the Primordial Six Races, it was even more spectacular. There were countless demon beasts from the eight demon regions that filled the mountains and roared into the skies, shaking the world!
The emperors of the eight demon regions had already submitted to the Primordial Six Races!
Under the orders of the Demon Emperors, the ferocious beasts and remnant beasts of the various demon regions came out one after another and formed armies of the various demon regions. They gathered in Middle Continent and surrounded the Primordial Six Races.
A great battle was about to break out! ()
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