The Demon Emperor's attention had never been on the humans. Most of the Four Emperors' attention was now on Mount Buzhou.
After several consecutive attacks, the Four Emperors, who were unable to control the Heaven Vanquishing Array, fell into a helpless panic.
The Four Tribes had never been so united before. They had sent a large number of troops to guard the periphery of Mount Buzhou. Even they had to personally watch over Mount Buzhou.
The shadow of being dominated by Xuan at the top of Mount Buzhou still lingered.
If another powerhouse like Xuan appeared, or if the Gate of Death appeared like the news from the other world.
The entire world would be destroyed.
After all, from the memories of their fellow races in the other world, they had received information that the powerhouses of the other world were more powerful than them.
However, the Demon Emperor did not expect that before the matter of Mount Buzhou was resolved, trouble would appear in the army attacking South Sky City.
When the aura of death appeared, the Four Emperors felt the pressure of death almost immediately.
However, the three Emperors did not come. Only the Demon Emperor came. The other three Emperors were still watching Mount Buzhou.
When the Demon Emperor arrived at South Sky City and saw the Army of Death slaughtering the entire Demon Race, he was furious.
However, as a living being, the Demon Emperor still felt a deep sense of fear towards the Army of Death. Although the Army of Death was nothing more than a slap to him.
However, the appearance of the aura of death was not good news.
The Demon Emperor did not care too much. Almost as soon as he appeared, he raised his hand and slapped down.
The humans who had just walked out of the abyss felt the Demon Emperor's aura and collapsed. Even Tang Tianjun felt powerless.
Even if the dead came back to life and fought for the human race, without a super powerhouse, the human race was destined to be slaughtered.
And when that slap fell, the entire South Sky City, and even the people of the Four Tribes, all fell into despair.
At this moment, they looked at the dead beside them and suddenly realized that these dead people were much more intimate than the Demon Emperor's slap. Even if they were separated by life and death, they had fought side by side.
"Rumble!"
When this palm descended, everyone present felt a bit suffocated. Many people had already completely given up on the thought of fighting, and were prepared to welcome death.
However, this slap did not fall. In the sky, it formed a black screen of light, enveloping the entire South Sky City, the four armies, and all of the dead people.
Tang Tianjun was dumbfounded. At this moment, the dead man named Wu Yuan said, "We were summoned by our Emperor. Our Emperor will protect us."
The dead looked up at the sky. Among the empty skeletons and rotting flesh, the emotions of the living could be seen. It was a kind of absolute loyalty.
Only then did Tang Tianjun remember that the first thing they said when they crawled out of hell was not to join the Sequence, but to say, "Summoned by our emperor, with this broken body, we will fight for the human race."
Tang Tianjun raised his head and looked at the sky. He said in disbelief, "Could it be … could it really be … really be … Boss?"
The dead came back to life, fought side by side with the living, and protected the living. He really couldn't imagine who else it could be other than the Boss he revered so much!
The descent of the Demon Emperor made the human race despair, but it gave the Demon Master and the barbarians a ray of hope. However, this hope was instantly shattered when the black screen of light appeared.
When the Demon Emperor's palm landed, not only did it fail to shatter the black screen of light, but it also caused some ripples to appear on the screen of light.
This was a supreme power that could destroy the entire Imperial Dragon City with a single thought. However, it seemed so powerless in the face of this black screen of light.
Both the human race and the Demon Race were shocked.
At this moment, a blazing light suddenly lit up the sky. This light was accompanied by a temperature that could evaporate everything as it descended to the ground.
The Demon Emperor had actually revealed his true form. He was a Golden Crow!
At this moment, he was like a scorching sun that had descended, roasting the earth. Aside from the black screen of light, the ground was all set ablaze, as if countless volcanoes had erupted. The earth was barren.
Ye Tianze glanced mockingly at the Golden Crow. Even without the power of death, he was still an expert who had entered the sixth Heavenly Layer of the Tenth Heavenly Layer.
This level far surpassed the comprehension of a supreme expert.
The Demon Emperor had sensed danger the instant the black screen of light had appeared and immediately revealed his true form. However, this was all useless.
The universe in Ye Tianze's body rotated in a cycle of life and death. As he transformed into a Body of Death, he unleashed a boundless aura of death. The aura of death was like strands of silk that intertwined together to form a curtain, which then transformed into an enormous hand that grabbed hold of the Golden Crow.
"How is this possible?!"
The Demon Master and the barbarian bandits sank into despair when they saw the enormous hand pinching the Golden Crow's body while the Golden Crow was unable to resist at all.
This was a supreme expert, the strongest power in this world. However, this supreme power in their eyes was so weak in front of this hand of death that it was simply unable to resist.
The humans present were also shocked by this scene. Even a supreme expert was unable to resist. What kind of power was this?
The Sovereign of Death?
RUMBLE!
A loud boom rang out, and the most terrifying thing happened. The two hands clenched together, and the Golden Crow's body was crushed to pieces.
Then, the hand of death rapidly sucked in the Golden Crow's remains. In just an instant, the Demon Emperor no longer existed.
He didn't even have time to cry out in shock before he died.
Silence!
Heaven and earth were completely silent until the hand of death suddenly disappeared. Then, the black screen of light also began to disappear.
If it hadn't been for the hellish land outside the light screen that was still burning, they would have wondered if this scene had really happened.
"The Demon Emperor has fallen!" Tang Tianjun stared blankly at the sky. He was extremely terrified of that power.
He, who had become the commander of the seven armies, was as insignificant as an ant. He simply didn't have any desire to fight against that power.
After a long while, Tang Tianjun finally came to his senses. Without receiving any orders from him, the army of the dead had charged towards the Demon Race and slaughtered the last of the Demon Race.
The Demon Master and the bandits had been captured alive. That was all thanks to Tang Tianjun. He had charged at the very front. The living Demon Master and the bandits were far more useful than the dead.
Fortunately, the dead didn't have any intention of stopping him.
"Did we win?" asked someone.
They looked at the dead beside them. The dead were also looking back at them with their empty, eyeless eyes. It made their hair stand on end.
When the dead walked over to them, they subconsciously retreated. The confrontation between life and death had forced them to react in such a way.
The dead didn't mind their actions. They kept a distance from them and said their farewells.
This was a wish they hadn't been able to fulfill before. Now that they had stood up again, they were going to say their final goodbyes to their living relatives.
The living finally suppressed their fear of death. Their voices were filled with grief.
They wanted to hug each other, but because of the separation between life and death, they couldn't touch each other.
After saying their farewells, the dead began to leave the battlefield. They left Tian Nan City and formed an orderly army that headed north.
Tang Tianjun caught up to Wu Yuan and shouted, "Where are you going?"
"To follow the Emperor and take back the land that belongs to us!"
Wu Yuan calmly said. Then, he followed the army of death and headed north. In the north of Tian Nan City, the Thunder, Water, and Wind Tribes were engaged in a bloody battle with the Shura Tribe.
When the army of death stepped on the ground, the ground trembled slightly. More warriors who were buried here walked out of hell and joined the army.
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