The Heavenly Emperor's appearance alarmed everyone on the battlefield.
Almost everyone turned toward the man who had suppressed Emperor Bei Xing with his palm.
At this moment, his figure was more dazzling than anyone else on the field.
"He's the Celestial Emperor?" A young man in his twenties stared blankly at the proud and imposing figure.
The man's expression remained unchanged even in the face of the Dao Integration Stage Emperor Bei Xing. His expression was as calm as still water and as mighty as a mountain.
All of this caused the young man to be unable to help but feel deep veneration.
Even after a hundred years, the legend of the Heavenly Emperor still reverberated like thunder.
Even now, as they fought, they were still fantasizing about how great it would be if the Sky Emperor had not died. At the very least, this war would not have been so difficult.
Now, his dream had come true. The Celestial Thearch had really returned, and as soon as he returned, he did so with lightning speed!
"Roar! Celestial Thearch, you're not dead?! "Emperor Bei Xing struggled on the ground, but it was unable to break free from the Celestial Thearch's grasp.
"Yeah, did I disappoint you?" A smile appeared on the Celestial Thearch's face, but his palm slowly pressed downward without any hesitation. The massive palm that covered an area of several dozen kilometers was like a divine mountain that was constantly increasing in weight.
Rumble …
The ground began to cave in.
Emperor Bei Xing's round, ball-like body was flattened into the shape of a pancake, and cracks began to appear on its inky-black body, clearly indicating that it had been wounded.
At this moment, its entire body wriggled. Suddenly, a small wooden sculpture in the shape of a skull slowly emerged from its body. A vast and lofty power of Chaos, as if it was before the beginning of the world, was released from the wooden sculpture.
The Celestial Thearch's expression turned cold. Clearly, he knew about this thing.
"Hehehahaha … Divine tool, Heaven Splitting Skeleton, unleash my power!" Emperor Bei Xing chortled with glee as the vast power of the divine dao within its body was absorbed by the Heaven Splitting Skeleton.
Its body was getting weaker and weaker, but the fluctuations emitted by the skeleton were getting stronger and stronger.
"Heaven splitting!" Emperor Bei Xing roared.
The eyes of the small wooden sculpture in the shape of a skeleton man suddenly turned red, and it moved on its own.
He gripped the void with one hand, and a beam of red light shot out from the chaos, tearing through the void for hundreds of kilometers before slashing down toward the Celestial Thearch's Celestial Thearch Seal!
Hua!
The red light split heaven and earth.
The indescribable sharpness carried along the true meaning of the Dao that could split apart everything, slashing everything in the world into pieces. All of the living beings in the distance felt their heartbeats speed up and their eyes stung. Even their breathing stopped due to the tension!
This was the true Heaven Splitting Technique. It could destroy all obstructions, and even the Primal Chaos could be destroyed. The Heaven Splitting Skeleton only possessed one percent of the Heaven Splitting Technique's true intent, but it was already terrifying to the extreme.
The Heavenly Thearch Seal, which contained vast heavenly might, was completely split in half by this slash!
Emperor Bei Xing had paid such a heavy price to break through the Celestial Thearch's spell technique, and it didn't dare to continue battling. It immediately fled into the distance, and it even used its blood-burning mystic technique to escape.
A bloody gash appeared on the Celestial Thearch's palm, but he didn't appear to be very nervous. Instead, he gave chase with a mocking expression.
Emperor Bei Xing is using a secret technique to escape? As a super mighty figure at the Dao Integration Pinnacle Stage, the Celestial Thearch would be able to catch up to them with any random acceleration mystic technique!
Of course, it was impossible to kill Emperor Bei Xing in a short time, but he could keep Emperor Bei Xing occupied! One terrifying restrictive spell technique after another appeared, and Emperor Bei Xing was in a lot of pain.
Meanwhile, on the battlefield outside Nan Chao City.
Under the leadership of several dozen Return to Void Stage mighty figures, three million cultivators had annihilated the remaining Heavenly Human Tribe United Army of over ten million, leaving no survivors!
Twenty million bodies lay on the ravaged ground, and anyone who looked at the scene would be struck by a sense of shock. This was one of the most brutal battles ever fought between the Heavenly Human Tribe and the human tribe.
Sister Lan Yan of the Vermilion Bird Sect supported Mo Hai, who was on the verge of fainting from exhaustion. She looked at the corpses strewn all over the ground with a slightly dazed expression. Never in her wildest dreams would she have thought that such a scene would appear before her eyes an hour ago. Most of the corpses on the ground were the bodies of their enemies!
As for the enemies who were still standing, there was not a single one!
"We've won … We've finally won …" Some of the cultivators half-knelt to the ground, and they couldn't help but wipe tears from their eyes.
Some of the cultivators recited the names of their fallen comrades with expressions of relief on their faces.
Some of them knelt to the ground and kowtowed heavily a few times toward the fallen Qiu Guang City.
He had a thousand words to say, and all of them were on his knees.
In the eyes of the three million cultivators, this battle was over. However, it was actually far from over as there were still two Dao Integration Stage super mighty figures alive.
A battle between Dao Integration Stage super mighty figures was no longer something that they could intervene in.
They could only look up into the sky with anticipation in their eyes.
Yi Deng was currently in an extremely tragic situation. He was being bashed by four Dao Integration Stage super mighty figures, namely Xu Xiaolan, the phoenix, Zhu Xuze, and Situ Feng. The Starfire Battleship stood off to the side to join in on the fun, occasionally blasting a few cannon blasts to liven things up.
If it weren't for the fact that Blood Tribe mighty figures possessed extremely powerful life forces, he would have died many times already.
"Don't go too far!" Yi Deng let loose a roar of despair.
Xu Xiaolan chuckled coldly before stabbing her Dragon Sparrow Sword into his waist again …
"Ah …!" Emperor Yi Deng let loose an enraged roar as a crimson power of the divine dao soared into the sky.
Situ Feng's Holy Flames enshrouded her body, and she slapped a hand through the air, instantly dispelling Emperor Yi Deng's power of the divine dao. Zhu Xuze followed up with a punch aimed at Emperor Yi Deng's head, and his head was almost blasted apart.
Emperor Yi Deng's eyes glowed with a crimson light. The more wounded he was, the more powerful his aura became. This was a special characteristic of the Rakshasa blood dao, but he was already on the verge of losing control.
Xu Xiaolan knew that when Yi Deng completely lost control, he would transform into the Infernal Rakshasa. In that state, he would be unable to differentiate between friend and foe, but he would possess power superior to that of Empress Helen and Emperor An Mang!
At a time like this, it was no longer a good thing for him to be unable to differentiate between friend and foe.
This was because everyone around him was Emperor Yi Deng's enemy. If he went berserk, then everyone would be his enemy, so he wouldn't be at a disadvantage.
What was surprising to Xu Xiaolan was that Yi Deng was on the verge of going berserk on several occasions, but he forcibly repressed his rage. Even Xu Xiaolan was feeling bad for him, and it looked like he was about to explode.
Finally, something unexpected happened.
"I'll blow you all up!"
Emperor Yi Deng suddenly let loose an almighty roar, and his entire body swelled as the power of his blood rapidly converged before exploding with a resounding boom!
Xu Xiaolan, the phoenix, Zhu Xuze, and Situ Feng were all knocked back by the explosion of energy.
Right at this moment, a clattering sound erupted in the air.
Emperor Yi Deng galloped into the distance on his flaming crimson horse, covering a distance of over fifty kilometers with each stride!
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