The Starfire Battleship's protective barrier enshrouded everyone, and the entire battleship was as black as the night sky with specks of starlight glowing from afar.
"Starfire acceleration!"
Liu Qianhuan let loose a clear cry as countless stars appeared around the battleship.
A boundless power of stars propelled the massive battleship at an increasing speed. A kilometer per second, ten thousand meters per second …
In the end, the hundred-kilometer long warship began to sink into the void, disappearing into the sea of stars.
The Immortal Spirit Paradise had been reduced to rubble, but there were still some Blood Tribe survivors here. They all heaved heavy sighs of relief as they looked on at the direction in which the battleship had disappeared.
"Phew … Thank God we managed to avoid a calamity."
"We didn't avoid a calamity, An Lin only spared us. If he wanted to kill us, it would've been a piece of cake for him."
"What did he mean when he said that all ambitious cultivators were welcome to join the Holy Blood Cult?"
"I think … he meant exactly what he said?"
All of the Blood Tribe powerful beings looked at each other as a peculiar thought appeared in their minds.
"Roar! Roar … "
The Infernal Rakshasa was still struggling frantically on the ground. The power of the Wind Sword was beginning to disappear, and its massive body was quickly fusing back together as a terrifying blood energy soared into the sky again.
"Kill … I'm going to kill all of you!"
A terrifying killing intent erupted forth alongside the Infernal Rakshasa's roar.
"Run! Emperor Yi Deng is still in a berserk state! "
All of the Blood Tribe powerful beings immediately fled into the distance upon seeing this.
One of the Blood Tribe powerful beings didn't even get a chance to move before a mountainous meteor hammer came crashing down toward him, which continued to expand in his field of vision …
Boom!
Earth tremored violently.
A massive crater appeared on the Immortal Spirit Paradise.
As for that Blood Tribe powerful being, he had already been completely obliterated.
All of the Blood Tribe powerful beings fled even faster upon seeing this, but at the same time, a sense of sorrow welled up in their hearts. They had risked their lives for their emperor, but in the end, not only were they in danger of being killed by their enemies, but they were also in danger of being killed by their enraged emperor …
The Immortal Spirit Paradise descended into chaos again.
Yi Deng, who had lost his mind, was like a God of Destruction as he rampaged through the Immortal Spirit Paradise, slashing people and splitting mountains in his path.
Not long after, the black silk appeared in the distance, connecting to the Immortal Spirit Paradise.
A clear shout came from afar.
"Eden! Are you crazy?! "
A woman in a black imperial robe strode toward Yi Deng and pressed a hand toward the air.
Countless threads of silk frantically wrapped around the eight-armed demon god on the ground, binding it tightly like ropes.
"It's Empress Helen!"
"Great, there's finally hope …"
The group of Blood Tribe members looked at the woman in the distance, and it was as if they had seen a goddess. They were so moved that tears welled up in their eyes.
"Roar!" The Infernal Rakshasa was still struggling.
Helen gritted her teeth as she injected her power of the divine dao into the silk to repress the Infernal Rakshasa's rampage.
The two sides seemed to be in a deadlock.
At this moment, an indistinct voice came from above.
"Suppress!"
A giant golden palm covered the sky.
Descending from the sky.
Before the palm had even arrived, the Infernal Inferno Asura was already forced to kneel on the ground.
The giant golden palm became smaller and smaller, but its power became more and more terrifying.
The joints all over the Infernal Rakshasa's body creaked, as if it were about to collapse.
All of the Blood Tribe cultivators could see a graceful figure descend from the sky with a glowing palm that was crashing down toward the Infernal Rakshasa's head!
Bam! A resounding boom erupted as golden ripples proliferated outward for over fifty kilometers.
Countless golden divine symbols spread from the Infernal Rakshasa's head to its entire body.
The Infernal Rakshasa howled with agony, and it clutched its head as if it were about to explode.
At the same time, its body began to shrink, and its blood energy quickly dissipated like a deflated balloon.
Not long after that, the Infernal Rakshasa transformed back into Eden.
Eden's features were deathly pale, and he panted heavily as he knelt to the ground. He seemed to have suffered severe backlash, and he threw up a few more mouthfuls of blood.
The golden divine symbols were still flashing on his body, sealing away his power.
"Wh … what's happening to me?"
Eden was in a daze as he stared at the ruins in front of him.
"You've lost control, Eden. Look at everything before you! This is all your fault!" Helen spoke in a cold voice with an extremely dark expression.
She discovered that the three holy golden guardians that she was most proud of had all disappeared!
"You had the Blood Patriarch Formation, so how did it end up like this? I think it's time for you to explain everything to me. "Emperor Fu Tian's expression was just as unfriendly.
Anyone would be enraged to see their home torn apart like this.
Eden's lips trembled as memories flooded into his mind.
His body shuddered as an expression of rage and horror appeared on his face. "It's … it's An Lin!"
"An Lin?!" Emperor Fu Tian and Empress Helen's expressions both shifted at the same time.
Emperor Yi Deng began to recount everything that had happened here. An Lin had launched a self-detonating rocket attack, and he was only at the Return to Void Stage, but he was already terrifyingly powerful. All of the Blood Tribe mighty figures had rebelled as Holy Worshippers, and he had rescued the three Holy Disciples from the Blood Tribe holy land with a Dao Integration Stage battleship …
Emperor Fu Tian and Empress Helen listened to all of this with incredulity etched on their faces. There was only one thought in their minds.
And that was, how did An Lin do this?!
Emperor Fu Tian: "Helen …"
Empress Helen, who was proficient in soul searching, murmured, "He's not lying …"
Emperor Fu Tian: "… The Celestial Court and the Four Nine Immortal Sect sure are cooperating well. Our Blood Tribe admits defeat this time …"
"Hmm … By the way, where is An Mang?" Helen suddenly asked.
Emperor Fu Tian's expression shifted. "Crap! He's still at the Blood Tribe holy land! "
There was only one Holy Disciple in the Blood Tribe at this moment, and that was Emperor An Mang.
Emperor An Mang was still at the Blood Tribe holy land, and none of the emperors knew what was going on there! However, a sense of foreboding welled up in all of the emperors' hearts.
This day was a cataclysmic one for the Blood Tribe in the Dark Marshlands.
The three Holy Disciples and many top-rate mighty figures had betrayed the Blood Tribe. Tens of thousands of Blood Tribe powerful beings had perished, including a dozen or so Return to Void Stage mighty figures. Emperor Yi Deng had been severely wounded, and no one knew whether Emperor An Mang was dead or alive …
This series of blows had dealt a heavy blow to the Blood Tribe.
Not taking into account everything else, it would probably take over a thousand years for them to recover …
Within the Starfire Battleship.
An Lin was meditating on the deck of the battleship, quickly recovering from his injuries.
His voice transmission talisman suddenly lit up.
He pulled out his voice transmission talisman to find that it was a call from the Celestial Thearch.
"Hello, An Lin, are you feeling better? Can you tell me in detail what's going on? Did everything go well? "the Celestial Thearch asked in a concerned voice.
"It went pretty well. The three Holy Disciples and ten Holy Worshippers have all been rescued. As for the enemy Blood Tribe powerful beings, tens of thousands of them died, a dozen or so Return to Void Stage mighty figures were killed, and the three holy golden guardians were captured alive. Emperor An Mang has probably gone insane, and Yi Deng is severely wounded. That's about it," An Lin gave a brief summary.
The Celestial Thearch: "… Bad * ss!"
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