Plop.
Star Sovereign Qiao knelt down and leaned on his divine sword. He looked at his old rival walking over and chuckled. "Old Man Emperor, you and I are both puppets, toys of the true gods. So what if you risk your life to block us here? There are two groups of people from High Heavens, and we are only here to attract you. The ones who are truly going to activate the meteorological divine weapon are other people. Yankang is destined to be destroyed … "
Opposite him, the huge primordial spirit behind Village Chief was incomparably blazing, like a god burning with light flames. However, this god was also in tatters and couldn't hold on much longer.
His primordial spirit gradually dimmed and could be extinguished at any moment. However, it suddenly flourished again, repeating this process over and over again. It was obvious that he was using the last of his qi and blood to maintain his peak state.
"Star Sovereign Qiao, where is the other group?"
Village Chief walked over and ignored the other people on the battlefield. His gaze was fixed on him. "You and I are old rivals. When a man is about to die, his words are kind. Do you really want to see the countless lives of Yankang Kingdom being destroyed?"
Suddenly, a cracking sound came from Star Sovereign Qiao's body. The handsome god's face turned ashen as he chuckled. "What does the life and death of these lowly lives have to do with me?"
He raised his head to look at the sky and muttered, "The star that belongs to me is finally going to fall."
Kacha.
His sword gave off a slight cracking sound, followed by another light cracking sound. The cracking sounds gradually became more frequent, and the cracking sounds coming from his body also gradually became more frequent.
The primordial spirit behind Village Chief gradually dimmed. He roused his qi and blood, wanting to restore his primordial spirit to its peak state, but he couldn't ignite it no matter what.
His corporeal body was like a broken bellows that was leaking air everywhere. He wanted to reignite his vitality, but he was too broken and couldn't do so.
He was crippled and didn't have any limbs, which had a huge impact on his corporeal body and battle prowess. However, the most important thing was that he was old.
He was so old that his lifespan had come to an end. He originally had a little more than a year of lifespan left, and if he had lived out his days peacefully and cultivated honestly, he might have been able to mend his divine bridge before he died and enter another realm to become a god.
However, this battle had exhausted the last bit of qi and blood in his corporeal body.
He could no longer reignite his vitality.
"Tell me, where did the other group go?"
Village Chief shouted, "Star Sovereign Qiao, where did you come from? Were you like these people in the past? Were you a lowly and lowly species? "
Star Sovereign Qiao had already closed his eyes, waiting for death. Suddenly, his body trembled, and he opened his eyes. His eyes were empty, without any signs of life. Sword wounds appeared on his body one after another.
The sword wound was getting deeper and deeper, and it was as though there was an invisible sharp sword cutting through his god corporeal body bit by bit.
Village Chief's final move had severed his life force. His divine treasures were crumbling and his corporeal body was being torn apart. He was destined to die here.
"What's the use?"
Star Sovereign Qiao lowered his head and mocked, "Do you still have the ability to stop them? You're going to die too, old friend. Settle down, sit down, and come with me. On the road to the underworld, let's walk together … "
Village Chief said solemnly, "Tell me, which road did they take?"
Star Sovereign Qiao raised his head to take a look at him. His wooden gaze slowly moved to look at Great Ruins in the darkness, and his breathing suddenly became hurried. "They should be arriving soon … Cough, cough, cough. If you still have the ability, go and stop them."
His expression changed drastically, and he grabbed Village Chief's clothes while shouting himself hoarse, "I see hellfire, hellfire formed by countless lives in Yankang after they died. They are coming for my life! Stop them! Don't let the deaths of these people become my sin … Don't come over, don't come over! It's not my fault, I was just following orders … Every injustice has its perpetrator, I didn't want to harm you guys! "
Village Chief broke free from his grip and broke through the sky.
Star Sovereign Qiao's eyes became more and more empty as though he had seen something abnormally terrifying. He shouted frantically, "It's not my fault, I'm also helpless, don't come for my life!
"I see countless paper boats, so many paper boats sailing from Yankang into the darkness … Heavens, what is that? Earth Count's horn … Hell! This is hell! "
"Save me! True god, where did the true god above me go? Quickly save me! You guys promised me that you wouldn't let Earth Count bring me away to judge me … Save me — "
…
After a moment, Star Sovereign Qiao's face was filled with endless fear as he stopped breathing.
Pak.
The divine sword in his hand suddenly turned into powder and shattered into pieces. Star Sovereign Qiao's lifeless corpse fell forward as the sword sores erupted and tore his body apart.
Village Chief rushed into the darkness of Great Ruins and sprinted quickly. His primordial spirit was sometimes bright and sometimes dim. He was trying his best to rouse the last bit of blood from his heart to prevent his corporeal body from dying and his will from vanishing.
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