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Chapter 2632

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The four chains seemed to have appeared from the unknown and traversed through the countless spaces that living beings could and could not see.

When they could see, the chains shone brightly. Every ray of light was expressing the splendor of the Dao.

When they could not see, the chains produced countless Dao sounds, but they were not chaotic. Instead, they were like the harmonies of a zither and a zither, harmonizing and unified.

It was obvious that Prince Mi's attack was still an unimaginable and wonderful scene related to the path of cultivation for all living beings.

This scene was magnificent, but it was also filled with murderous intent.

Some powerful beings fell into deep thoughts about cultivation …

However, most of the powerful beings felt as if there was a knife hanging above their heads. The sound of the knife was only for killing.

However, there were differences in the level of the knife.

If the knife above their heads was still tens of thousands of feet high in the sky …

The knife above Bing Yan and the other three was less than a foot away from them.

When others felt despair for you, perhaps that was the true despair.

However, true warriors would not despair because of the despair of others.

They would always use all their courage and wisdom to burst forth with all their strength in order to turn despair into hope.

Facing the move that Prince Mi had used before, Bing Yan and the other two did not let their guard down. They did not have the right to be careless.

Although the moves were the same, the core essence of the move — Dao — had undergone an earth-shattering change.

They could even imagine that someone as powerful as Prince Mi could turn a Heavenly River into a chain or an ancient mountain into a chain.

The chain was just a form.

More accurately, the chain was just a manifestation of Prince Mi's laziness.

Therefore, Bing Yan did not dare to use the Glazed Ice Scripture against the enemy. Luo Su did not dare to go crazy. Ao Ji also did not dare to use the foundation of his clone and use his reverse scale to fight back.

Fortunately, the current Prince Mi no longer had that invincible aura.

Even Old Zhong noticed this.

Because the formless terror that he felt previously had become tangible.

However, he realized that he could not smile for Ao Ji and Bing Yan.

"There, there's one more …"

After the chain became invisible …

After the boundless Dao sounds produced by the chains …

After Bing Yan and the other two started to resist Prince Mi's chain …

Almost all the spectators had their eyes on the fourth chain.

This was a chain that would not have made them stand out too much before.

It was yet another chain that caused their souls to leave their bodies.

This was because the chain had previously targeted the second strongest person in this world apart from Emperor Su — the Demon Concubine.

Now, this chain was aimed at the person who had just put on a great show in the Divinity Stage, yet still wanted to know what the Dao was — the successor of the Evil Emperor.

He cast aside the shock brought about by Xie Tian's question …

At this moment, just by seeing how Xie Tian was easily forced to retreat by the chains, they knew that even Emperor Millet was not invincible …

However, the result of this battle might be even more tragic than the previous one.

Because this chain was absolutely invincible.

"Just retreat …"

Mo Qie, who had stopped to watch the battle, had some doubt in her beautiful eyes.

What she saw was the human cultivators retreating in the face of such a powerful force.

Unfortunately, this kind of retreat was too laughable.

It was as if someone had sensed danger and kept retreating in reality, not knowing that the danger was directed at their divine soul.

Emperor Millet's killing.

Xie Tian's violent retreat.

These were on two completely different levels.

That was why it was laughable.

"Perhaps you still don't know that the chain was nine inches away from you not because your retreat was effective, but because Emperor Millet was letting you go …"

As she thought about it, Mo Qie's doubt gradually disappeared.

When it was almost gone, she used a fraction of a second to recall the battle between the two fists …

"So, you're really just the successor of the Evil Emperor …"

Before she could finish her thought.

Xie Tian, who was covered in blood from retreating with all his might, finally made his move.

He didn't throw a punch.

It was a hand knife.

The hand knife sliced through the air toward the chain, and a blood-colored machete that contained his ultimate understanding of the origin of the Heavenly Dao whizzed toward the chain.

At this moment, countless thoughts appeared in the spectators' minds, and even their breathing quickened.

"He's coming!"

"He's making his move!"

"It's useless!"

"He can only cut the origin, not the Dao!"

"Maybe …"

"What if …"

"Hiss!"



No matter how they felt, in the end …

They saw the blood-colored machete pierce through the chain.

There were no changes to the machete.

But there were no changes to the chain either.

It was as if Xie Tian's attack seemed to have overlapped with the chain, but in reality, it was in a completely different world from the chain. It was just an illusion.

In an instant, the spectators had a feeling in their hearts —

The machete was completely ignored by the chain.

Then …

The successor of the Evil Emperor was completely ignored by Emperor Millet.

Even though they had more or less had this feeling in their minds …

But when it happened in reality, they finally felt the shock brought by this feeling.

"Counterattack Jade? The successor of the Evil Emperor, who is Lord's clone, is being ignored just like that … "

Elder Zhong was mumbling to himself when his expression suddenly changed!

"Oh no!"

The thing that prevented him from laughing on behalf of Bing Yan and Ao Ji was interrupted by Xie Tian's attack. Now that Xie Tian's attack was ignored, he was overwhelmed with emotions.

"That chain …"

Before he could finish his exclamation …

Angry curses erupted!

"You can't do anything right, but you're good at spoiling things!"

Luo Su, who was trying his best to resist the chain, was so angry that his face turned red.

He had suffered a crushing defeat in the hands of Emperor Millet.

But now, he found a chance to turn the tables by dealing with the chain.

But at this moment, he realized that the successor of the Evil Emperor, who was on the same side as him, did not even have the right to suffer a crushing defeat. He was completely being toyed with by Emperor Millet!

He did not care about being toyed with.

If he could, he would rather let Emperor Millet toy with the successor of the Evil Emperor, who loved to show off, for ten thousand years!

But that was impossible!

Even though he was using himself as an example, he knew that Emperor Millet's toy with an ant would not last long!

Once the teasing was over …

The fourth chain, which was playing the role of disregard, would land on the three of them!

He didn't even dare to imagine how great the impact this would bring on the final battle would be!

"Despicable ant, this prince will kill him first …"

Luo Su, who was injured from being held back by his own people, turned hostile and wanted to kill Xie Tian first …

"Help him!"

Bing Yan shouted coldly and took the lead to shoot out a gust of cold air.

A dense gasified net blocked between Xie Tian and the chain.

Seeing this, Ao Ji frowned and shook his dragon body. Dots of colorful light appeared on the dense net.

"You …"

Luo Su was so angry that his eyeballs almost popped out. In the end, he could only follow the two of them. He waved his hand and threw out 36 drops of blood essence.

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