The afterglow of the setting sun was so terrifying. It was definitely hell on earth.
The Holy Emperor was on the verge of death.
His son, Ji Mingfeng, carried him on his back and fought desperately. However, more and more wounds appeared on his body.
The Holy Emperor was a Grotto-Heaven Realm powerhouse. In Ling Xiao's eyes, he was invincible below the Yin-Yang Realm. However, he was in such a sorry state.
The Holy Emperor was being suppressed by the Yin-Yang Demon King. He had no choice but to sacrifice his lifespan to increase his combat strength. Only then could he fight to a standstill.
The Sect Master of the Crimson Blade Sect had died in battle.
The Sect Master of the Snow Mountain Sect had also died in battle.
They looked like they had been ambushed and died in a cowardly manner.
The Villa Master of the Spiritual Medicine Villa was covered in wounds. He was struggling to hold on.
More than half of the genius disciples who participated in the Martial Arts Festival had died. The rest were from the top twenty geniuses.
However, what surprised Ling Xiao was that Mo Wushang, Dao Wuming, and Qin Bixue had joined the Oceanic Tribe and were killing the Sacred Dynasty's martial artists with Bai Qianjiao and Hong Li.
The Holy Son, Hime Myung-kō's performance impressed Ling Xiao.
This girl was arrogant and vicious. However, she was not muddle-headed in the face of major issues.
Although she was injured, she still fought to the death with her injured body.
It seemed that the Holy Emperor's choice of her to be the Holy Son was not unreasonable.
Liu Taiyin and Hong Sanmei were still alive. However, they were also covered in wounds and looked like they were having a hard time.
Two of the ten Grotto-Heaven Realm referees had died in battle. They had been killed by the Sikong Zun.
The others were still resisting the Sikong Zun's crazy attacks. They were in imminent danger.
Seeing this scene, Ling Xiao could not hold it in any longer.
Although the people outside had nothing to do with him, he was born and raised in the Sacred Dynasty. How could the Sacred Dynasty escape unscathed?
If the Sacred Dynasty was really destroyed, he would have to live a life of running for his life forever.
Let him be the Oceanic Tribe's dog?
He could not do that!
Therefore, he had to think of a way!
The Moon Lady should have returned to Yuehua School by now. She definitely wouldn't be able to help.
Only he could think of a solution!
Especially at times like this, he needed to remain calm.
Ling Xiao took a deep breath as various methods flashed through his mind.
"Got it!"
Ling Xiao abruptly opened his eyes, revealing a look of pleasant surprise.
He had originally planned to escape with the Grand Supreme Holy Emperor and the others.
However, from the looks of it, there was no need for that. With the Nine Cauldrons Illusion, he could even chase away the Yin Yang Demon King and the others, or even severely injure them!
This was something left behind by a Sovereign Personage. Its might could be imagined.
He had only absorbed ten hours of energy during his cultivation, so there were still eight hours left. Therefore, the power of the Nine Cauldrons Illusion was still very strong.
He didn't know how big it was, but he would know when he tried it.
"Does the heavens want our Sacred Dynasty to perish?"
As his strength continued to decline, the Grand Supreme Holy Emperor's heart was filled with sorrow.
He had already used all his strength, but he still couldn't defeat the Yin Yang Demon King. At this moment, he was truly powerless.
Another of the ten Grotto-Heaven Realm referees had died, leaving only seven. Moreover, as the number of referees decreased, the gap between them and the Sikong Zun grew larger and larger. If they continued, they would undoubtedly die.
They felt helpless, but they didn't think of escaping.
If they left, those young people would really die. They were the hope of the Sacred Dynasty.
Moreover, even if they wanted to escape now, they couldn't.
"Your Highness the Holy Son, I'll give you a chance. Join the Oceanic Tribe like us, and you might even become the Holy Emperor immediately!"
Mo Wushang looked at the Holy Son who had been knocked to the ground and was no longer able to fight back. A look of pity appeared on his face.
"That's right. As long as you're willing, we can immediately support you to become the new Holy Emperor!"
The Sikong Zun laughed. "I'm also your Master. Why would I harm you? But don't be stubborn!"
"Bah! Although I've done many wrong things, I'm not stupid. Even if I die, I'll never become the Oceanic Tribe's dog! "
Hime Myung-kō was also distressed. She didn't expect such a young Fanghua to die in such a cowardly manner.
Of course, she didn't want to die, but she also didn't want to betray the Sacred Dynasty.
"If that's the case, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Mo Wushang snorted. The Holy Son had always been suppressing him in the Heavenly King Gate. It was impossible for him to not have any resentment towards the Holy Son.
Right now, he was taking advantage of this opportunity to end his inner demons.
"You may know a person for a long time, but not his heart. If it's him, he definitely won't betray the Sacred Dynasty."
Before the Holy Son died, a figure flashed through his mind.
"Are you Ling Xiao? Hmph, he'll accompany you in the afterlife. Don't worry! "
At the mention of Ling Xiao, Mo Wushang became even angrier. His huge claws swiped at the Holy Son's neck.
The people around wanted to save him, but it was too late. At this moment, the Sacred Dynasty's people couldn't even take care of themselves.
"Ah —!"
A blood-curdling scream resounded through the sky.
However, the one who screamed wasn't Hime Myung-kō, but Mo Wushang.
His huge claws had been neatly sliced off.
A person stood in mid-air.
He held a black sword and a white sword in his hand.
His long black hair danced in the wind. The golden dragon wings on his back had disappeared, and in their place was a pair of black and white wings.
"Ling Xiao!"
"Son of a bitch!"
"The chosen one!"
"It's him!"
Countless people looked up at the sky.
Ling Xiao's appearance was too eye-catching.
"I didn't expect him to be the one to save me."
Hime Myung-kō shook her head and smiled bitterly. If there was anyone she didn't want to owe in this life, it would be Ling Xiao. However, the one who saved her was Ling Xiao.
"Idiot, run!"
For some reason, Hime Myung-kō couldn't help but shout.
"Run? Where do you think you're going? Since he's here, don't even think about running! "
Sikong Zun hated Ling Xiao to the core. Now that the Moon Maiden wasn't here, he was definitely going to attack Ling Xiao.
"Lightning Demon King, let me take care of this one!"
The Flame Deity suddenly jumped out and begged for the order.
The feud between him and Ling Xiao was even worse than the feud between Sikong Zun and him.
"You don't have to fight. None of the members of the marine race who came here today will leave unscathed!"
A cold voice came from Ling Xiao's mouth.
This caused the noisy battlefield to instantly become silent, quiet to the extreme.
"Hahahaha!"
"Hahaha!"
After a while, there were maniacal mocking laughter and helpless sighs.
"What nonsense is this idiot talking about?"
"He won't let us leave unscathed? If it was the Moon Maiden, I might have believed it. As for this one, it's pure bullsh * t. "
"Laugh, laugh as much as you want. I'll show you the power of the human race."
Ling Xiao was indifferent to the mockery. He raised the black and white swords in his hands, and the Nine Cauldrons illusion disappeared instantly.
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