Boom!
Heaven and earth were swept away as the two most powerful Great Emperors in history fought madly!
They were fighting with their lives on the line. One by one, their acupoints were broken and crumbling. They were walking toward death.
The battle lasted for another half a day. Di Qi was extremely terrifying. He gradually grew stronger and stronger through the battle. Even though he had the upper hand, he was slowly running out of energy.
He was only one person. No matter how strong he was, there was a limit to how long he could last. On the other hand, Dao Changsheng was still as strong as ever. After all, he had a world behind him.
The speed at which he became stronger could not keep up with the speed at which he was running out of energy. That made him feel miserable. He clearly had terrifying talents, but he did not have enough time. If he had more time, Dao Changsheng would have been easily killed by him.
"Go to hell!"
Dao Changsheng's eyes were like flames. He looked like a mighty god of war as he slammed down. "The most ancient Heavenly Emperor, I can't let you grow any longer."
Di Qi's strength was gradually drained. Seeing the incoming attack, an unknown burst of strength and obsession forced his body to meet it. He said fiercely, "You're the one who's going to die!"
Boom!
A terrifying blast of air erupted again.
At that moment, not only was the sky collapsing, but the nine pillars that held up the sky also began to crack.
The first pillar.
The second pillar.
The third pillar …
"The sky and earth are completely collapsing. Our world is returning to chaos!"
Someone looked at the sky in horror.
In ancient times, the Dao Monarch split the heavens and earth apart, propping up the world from the chaotic darkness. At this moment, the entire vast world was actually beginning to be unable to withstand the terrifying battle between these two powerful Celestial Emperors, and gradually collapsed, about to begin to gather together.
"No!"
Dao Changsheng looked at the collapsing walls and sky and roared.
He instantly stopped attacking Di Qi. His black hair stood on end as he raised his head and roared. He quickly grew taller and turned into an indomitable giant. He strode toward the collapsed heaven and earth, his arms fiercely supporting the sky.
Whoosh!
"Get up there."
His body held up the sky. Light bloomed and the entire world was illuminated for a moment.
"I have to melt it again." Dao Changsheng roared. The Dao patterns on his arms were releasing the Dao of Fire. They were melting the sky and stabilizing the collapsing world.
Di Qi stood up and stumbled while bathed in blood. Suddenly, he froze and turned to look at Dao Changsheng.
At that moment, both of them were like arrows at the end of their flight. He only needed one strike to easily kill Dao Changsheng, who had given up resisting and was supporting the world. However, he did not do so. He only looked at Dao Changsheng quietly.
He was also the oldest innate ancient Celestial God Celestial Monarch who created this world …
Kacha!
The sky was sinking, cracks appearing one after another.
Dao Changsheng pulled out his arms one by one and grew a few more. He turned into a towering giant standing on the ground. His hands forcibly held up the sky while his feet stepped on the cracked ground.
Crack crack crack
He had long been exhausted, pressed down by the sky until he was sinking layer by layer, facing extreme madness.
"The sky cannot fall!!" Dao Changsheng was covered in blood. He was exhausted to the extreme, but his expression was more determined than ever. His eyes were filled with the extreme madness of a martyr.
"Without the Dao Lord's Connate Chaotic Flames, we don't have enough power to create a new world out of chaos."
He raised his arm high.
"I'm going to lift you up!!"
Dao Changsheng roared furiously, causing the entire world to tremble. He crazily spread his flesh arms and unleashed one dao technique after another to stabilize the crumbling walls of heaven and earth.
Rumble!
Blood gushed out from his arms, and the world seemed to have fused with the color of blood.
Kacha!
Dao Changsheng's remaining fifth aperture point was shattering.
A blood-red glow blossomed in the world, and the crumbling sky suddenly lifted up slightly.
He felt his consciousness fading away. He was too tired, and all his thoughts were fading away. His teacher, his mother, and the young man on the World Tree with a book basket on his back …
Kacha!
Another aperture point began to shatter.
Dao Changsheng felt his consciousness fading away.
"We've actually lost …"
"We were born at the wrong time. If we were any later, Diqi would have died … At the very least, we would have perished together …"
The Inner World was filled with mournful cries. From time to time, people would sob and cry their hearts out. They wanted to go out and help, but unfortunately, the Pangu Golden Body's energy consumption was too terrifying. The experts and Heavenly Gods had already given up all their energy, and some even began to faint.
"Dao Celestial Thearch …"
In the remaining few broken Inner Worlds, countless sects of the Antiquity Era and secluded sacred grounds were crying and praying, and the mortals of the entire world were weeping.
Everything Dao Celestial Thearch had done was too selfless. He was doing it for his people. When the sky collapsed, he used his own body to bear the weight of heaven and earth to prevent the world from collapsing. That moved all living beings. There had never been a Celestial Thearch whose prestige had reached such a level.
Perhaps he had surpassed the Primordial Era, when he single-handedly stopped the nine Golden Crows of the Divine Sun Temple, and that period of war that made people feel indignant and hopeless.
That yearning turned into an ocean and surged into the sky, injecting into Dao Changsheng's body. His exhausted body regained some strength, and he pushed the sky up another inch.
"Young man, let it go. Your soul is in the Nine Apertures, and more than half of it has been destroyed. If this goes on, you will die …" Diqi spat out blood and sat up. For some reason, he still tried to persuade Dao Changsheng.
"So what?" Dao Changsheng countered with a bitter smile. "But it's a pity that I couldn't kill you even after I did so much. I was just one step away."
Diqi didn't say anything.
Amidst the blood, Dao Changsheng suddenly stared at Emperor Qi with a face full of hope. He stared at the strongest Celestial Emperor in the ancient era, who he could have almost killed and perished together with him, with a pair of clear, pleading eyes.
"Can you promise me a favor?"
Diqi looked at him and remained silent for a while.
"Speak."
There was a hint of calmness in Dao Changsheng's eyes. "I don't have any more strength left. I hope you can wait for me to restore the world and then kill me. You can use my corpse to become a Saint and let the world go."
Diqi was stunned.
"Young man, I don't need charity."
He smiled faintly as he stumbled, as if he had aged countless years in an instant. His body bent and he turned to leave. "In my eyes, I've already lost this battle. This is the first defeat in my life. I'll remember it and place you in a corner of my memory, eternally preserving you … Over the years, I've lost my opponents one after another. The Ancient Gods of Heaven, Xu Younian, the eleven shamans … Now, I'll lose you too."
He stood up, staggered, and disappeared.
"Diqi, you want to slaughter the world, but you let me go …" Dao Changsheng supported the world, and his consciousness gradually faded. He didn't know how to describe his pride and strangeness.
His body pushed harder and harder against the sky, as if he could stand for eternity. He could clearly feel that he was losing himself.
Dao Changsheng's eyes were bloodshot. He continued to support the world, and his consciousness fell into darkness. After an unknown period of time, he vaguely saw a black-haired, black-clothed giant young man approaching with a bucket and an axe.
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