Xie Tian's speech had never been so arrogant.
It was as if the purpose of such arrogance was to intimidate both enemies and allies.
Under such intimidation, the extremely unfamiliar lord that little Luo Zheng and the other ancestors saw seemed to become familiar …
As for the 13 Grand Elders, their thoughts of getting to the bottom of this matter also instantly disappeared.
There was no need to investigate anymore.
Because the living being that wanted them to choose how to die was not Rakshasa, but one that exuded a thick human aura …
And in front of such a living being, the thirteen elders who were controlling the thirteen ancestral palaces were invincible.
Even if they could only control the nine ancestral palaces.
"Successor of the Evil Emperor, today the thirty-six elders of the Blood World shall bury you!"
In the voice of the death oath, there was the joy of avenging the humiliation, the excitement of distinguishing between friend and foe, and the pride of demonstrating the power of the council. But there was no hesitation like before.
At this moment, many thoughts flashed through their minds one after another like sparks flying off a flint.
The most important one was Lord Luo Zheng, who was far away in the extraterrestrial battlefield.
Why did Lord Luo Zheng announce that he had already killed the successor of the Evil Emperor?
But they did not have time to think about it.
Whether the successor of the Evil Emperor had successfully deceived Lord Luo Zheng, or whether Luo Zheng had boasted, none of it was important at this moment.
What was even less important was whether the successor of the Evil Emperor, whom Lord Luo Zheng could not kill, was about to die in their hands. Would Lord Luo Zheng vent his anger on them?
Because their fighting spirit was burning crazily, they had the same intuition at the same time —
Lord Luo Zheng would definitely not blame them for killing the successor of the Evil Emperor!
Puff puff puff …
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
…
The thirteen elders began to unleash their full power, which was a rare sight. Their auras tore through the void and placed themselves in the extraterrestrial battlefield, as if they were demons walking out of the blood.
Rakshasa, who was following them from afar, could not see them at all. He could only see the sky and earth distorted by the powerful auras.
Thirteen elders.
Thirteen worlds.
Thirteen mouthfuls of blood essence.
Thirteen bolts of blood lightning.
When the second round of thirteen blood lightning bolts struck the nine ancestral palaces above their heads …
The nine Ancestral Halls suddenly took shape.
Luo Chen and the rest of the ancestors screamed in pain as they prostrated on the ground. They had completely lost the will to fight.
Luo Zheng, who had instinctively wanted to fight back bravely, suddenly thought of something, and with his blurry vision, he tried his best to see the adult who had given him a new life.
Xie Tian looked calm.
Even though his evil body had already been torn apart by the aura of the nine fully formed ancestral palaces, his bones were still intact.
His evil heart was unleashed.
Inexplicably, his senses were activated.
The Blood Eternity Ancient Sutra, which had appeared through the thirteen Grand Elders and could predict nearly fifty moves, also extended outwards.
Thirty percent of his attention was on the nine Ancestral Halls.
The nine ancestral palaces were almost the same as the three he had seen, with only minor differences. Perhaps they weren't even as small as the difference in the Blood Essence of the thirteen clans.
However, unlike the three Ancestral Halls he had seen before, these nine Ancestral Halls gave him an extremely oppressive feeling.
This sense of oppression came from the target of 60% of his attention — the 13 Elder Council Elders.
Drawing upon the blood river.
He spat out a huge amount of blood essence.
Attract the Scarlet Blood Lightning.
…
The scenes that had caused this scene kept replaying in Xie Tian's mind.
As he had expected, his arrogance had caused the other party to use his full strength at the start of the battle.
However, what surprised him was that he couldn't see through the other party's method of controlling the nine Ancestral Halls.
After three breaths, when all the flesh and blood in his body had been destroyed, the nine Ancestral Halls seemed to have come to life, twisting fiercely and fiercely …
They had turned into 13 Rakshasa figures that Xie Tian had never seen before.
Suddenly, he thought of the feeling he had when he had looked in the direction of the Grand Elder Council.
In that feeling, he had seen a giant that could support the heavens.
And now, nine such giants had replaced the sky of the thirty-six blood worlds of the Rakshasa Prison. They stood above this land, looking down on all the ants, including him.
At the same time, all the ants were prostrating, except for Xie Tian.
At the same time the ants prostrated themselves on the ground, the ground also changed in a short moment of illusory fluctuations.
It was as if there was an invisible mirror between heaven and earth, reflecting the Blood Ancestor River that lay across Cangxiong …
In an instant, everyone fell into the river.
But it wasn't a river.
It was a purgatory.
A purgatory that carried the wrath of the 13 Elders.
A purgatory that carried the will of the 13 Elders to punish disobedience.
A purgatory that carried the will of the Evil Emperor's successor to die without a burial place.
The Elders wailed and struggled, as if they were drowning, or falling into a pot of boiling oil.
But what frightened them the most was that the river that they regarded as their mother was now ruthlessly rejecting them.
This was tantamount to denying them.
Having this feeling, they should have been annihilated in the instant of the collapse of their beliefs, but there seemed to be something unique that was supporting them from falling …
And this thing that supported them was Xie Tian, whom little Luo Zheng had been paying attention to.
But as he paid attention, his line of sight kept descending, and his hope was gradually lost.
What followed his line of sight was Xie Tian, who was sinking in the River of Blood.
If the surface of the River of Blood was the first level of the Elders' Purgatory of Anger, then the sinking Xie Tian was heading to an even more terrifying purgatory.
Seeing this Lord, little Luo Zheng kept muttering in his heart, resisting, resisting …
But his hope was inevitably waning.
If he could resist, how could his Lord sink?
"No, no, no …"
At a certain moment, little Luo Zheng felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
"It's not how he can sink, it's, it's Lord's performance, even, even we can't compare …"
This was the most abnormal thing.
Just as he wanted to explain this abnormal scene, he suddenly thought of a scene from before …
In the scene, it was the Lord that he respected the most, and was incomparably loyal to.
But his Lord was extremely unfamiliar.
Not only did he not have the aura of Rakshasa's essence and blood that he worshipped, he even felt disgust and enmity.
"How, how is this possible …"
Just as little Luo Zheng was at a loss for words …
"Hahahaha …"
The thirteen Elders, who seemed to have come from outer space, laughed loudly, as if the Will of Heaven and Earth were speaking.
"Lord? This is your so-called Lord! "
"Look clearly!"
"The Thirteen Ancestral Halls obliterate external enemies, and suppress internal disobedience!"
"You are very lucky to only be suppressed by the Ancestral Hall, but your Lord is being obliterated by the Ancestral Hall's Will!"
"How dare you call an outsider Lord! Not only are you stupid, but you are also blind!"
"The most hateful thing is that this outsider is the successor of the great enemy of Rakshasa, the Evil Emperor. You traitors should all die!"
…
Boom!
As if struck by lightning!
Wisdom Imbuement!
Despair surged!
All of them thought of the scene in which Xie Tian had appeared before, and the respectful and loyal hearts of Rakshasa also sank along with Xie Tian.
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