These were all things that they had imagined in their hearts. The key to everything was the figure on the throne. Because of Wuliang and the others, they subconsciously thought of Fenghao's power of Heaven's Punishment.
From there, the golden divine lightning appeared, to the sacred beasts he imagined, and even the silhouettes of the emperors, all of them materialized one by one. Fenghao had already sensed that something was wrong the moment they clashed.
The Emperor's Shadow only had the Emperor's Might, but it didn't have any terrifying power. In other words, it was like a wolf wearing a tiger's skin. It wasn't a real Great Emperor at all!
However, in order to verify his thoughts, Feng Hao also glanced at the Emperor's Shadow coldly. One of the Sacred Beasts, the Qilin, once again appeared in his mind. However, this time, the Golden Divine Thunder didn't have any reaction.
The smile on Feng Hao's face grew wider. Then, he continued to imagine other things in his mind, such as a terrifying Sacred Level expert, a Supreme Divine Weapon, or some terrifying Demonic Beasts, etc. However, without exception, the Golden Divine Thunder didn't have any reaction.
"Hehe, that's what I said."
Feng Hao roared, and his battle intent continued to rise. He once again rushed towards the Emperor's Shadow. He believed that as long as he killed the Emperor's Shadow, he would be able to go to the other side of the throne.
Boom!
As his battle intent continued to rise, Feng Hao also began to attack the Emperor's Shadow continuously. Although the Emperor's Shadow in front of him only had the Emperor's Might, it didn't have the corresponding strength. If it was someone else, they would have been shocked by the extreme Emperor's Might. However, Feng Hao was different. The rising battle intent in his body made him fearless. He didn't even fear the sky, let alone a Emperor's Shadow that only had the Emperor's Might!
Moreover, it was strange that no matter how Feng Hao moved, the Emperor's Shadow also followed his movements. The two of them fought together, and in an instant, they had already exchanged hundreds of blows.
The silhouette of the Emperor was born from the golden divine lightning. Every attack carried a terrifying golden lightning that could destroy everything. However, when it landed on Feng Hao's body, it did not pose much of an obstacle to him.
Similarly, Fenghao's arm was encircled by silver lightning. Every time the golden divine lightning struck him, it would be neutralized by the silver divine lightning. Even if there was some remaining power, it would be instantly disintegrated by the tyrannical strength of his physical body.
Bang, bang, bang!
Every time he clashed with the Emperor's shadow, Fenghao would unleash his terrifying physical strength. The two of them fought until the void collapsed. They fought from midair to the ground, and from the ground to midair.
During this time, Feng Hao had always wanted to break through the Emperor's blockade and directly rush to the vicinity of the throne. However, every time he had this thought, the Emperor's Shadow seemed to sense it and directly flashed to his side, intensifying its attacks. Time and time again, Feng Hao's plans were foiled.
"It's too troublesome!"
The two of them had been fighting for about half an hour. Feng Hao took advantage of the failure of his attack and retreated a little. His breathing was slightly hurried, and his eyes were slightly narrowed. He felt very helpless as he looked at the Emperor's Shadow.
To him, fighting for a long time was also a great consumption of energy. It was not a solution to continue like this. He glanced at the top of his head. The eight lightning dragons and the four golden sacred beasts were fighting each other. It was likely that the outcome would not be determined in a short time.
Some scattered fragments suddenly flashed through Feng Hao's mind. Some messy memory fragments flashed through his mind. He saw a figure with a pair of fiery red wings, and the dense runes on its arms looked even more powerful!
"Is that me?"
Feng Hao was bewildered. He didn't know why, but there was a feeling in his body as if it was him. Feng Hao closed his eyes and calmed his mind. He tried his best to recall everything about this strange figure.
However, no matter how he tried, these fragments only flashed through his mind. There was also a certain reaction in his body, but there seemed to be a barrier that prevented him from touching that realm.
After trying several times, he still didn't succeed, so he gave up on this idea. He felt a little regretful in his heart. He knew that as long as he recalled these things, he would be able to obtain more power!
Right now, other than the power of Heavenly Punishment, there was also the Dao of Battle Will within Fenghao's body. Apart from these two techniques, he was unable to use them due to either his memory being damaged or the energy within his body being restricted in some way.
Feng Hao thought that he might not be able to do it alone, but if Wuliang and the others joined him, he might be able to give it a try!
"Wuliang, come over and attack together." Feng Hao roared. At this moment, the Emperor's silhouette's cultivation was almost on par with his. Furthermore, the Emperor's silhouette wasn't exhausted at all, which put him in a disadvantageous position.
Wuliang and the others exchanged a glance, before they gritted their teeth and charged out. The Emperor's Pressure that burst out from the silhouette had instantly enveloped them, making it difficult for them to move.
"The aura of a Great Emperor." Wuliang felt as if he was carrying a huge boulder. Under the pressure of the Emperor's Pressure, he couldn't even lift his leg.
Feng Hao felt a little helpless at this scene. After all, not everyone was like him. The Dao of Battle Will gave him the ability to withstand the Emperor's Pressure, but the others couldn't.
"Hold on! I only need one attack from you! "Feng Hao roared as he charged out and clashed with the Emperor's silhouette once again.
At this moment, Wuliang and the other two were in an extremely miserable state. Although the Emperor's silhouette didn't have the corresponding cultivation, the pressure it emitted was the real Emperor's Pressure. For Saint experts like them, it was a pressure that could be fatal!
Wuliang narrowed his eyes, unable to move. Wu Wang and Wu Wo were also in the same situation. A smear of unwillingness gradually surged on their faces.
Feng Hao needed them to attack once, but they couldn't even do it once!
"I don't believe that even if the Heavenly Emperor is standing in front of me, I will still slash him in half!" Wuliang roared in his heart. The Battle Will circulating from Feng Hao had infected him, causing the Startling Rainbow Sword in his hand to constantly tremble.
Buzz!
In the next moment, a majestic sword ray soared into the sky like a river. In the end, Wuliang still made his move. However, this sword attack seemed to have exhausted all of his strength, causing him to powerlessly fall to the ground.
The sword light was like a river as it swept across the nine heavens, vast and mighty. Shortly after, a dragon roar resounded across the heavens. Wu Wang's face flushed red as the long spear in his hand was abruptly flung out, transforming into a true dragon as it soared into the clouds!
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