The Ghost Emperor and Di Shang faced each other. One was of the Ghost Dao while the other was of the Killing Dao. Their auras rose as they faced off against each other. Terror overflowed into the sky as they pressured Ye Qinghan until his body continuously cracked, repaired, and shattered again. This cycle repeated itself, causing Ye Qinghan unbearable pain. It was extremely difficult for him to escape.
"Bring out the Ten Thousand Buddhas Pagoda and charge out with all your strength! Your body can't withstand the shockwaves of a battle between Quasi-Emperors. Hurry up! Can't you see that Di Shang is stalling for time for you? "the parrot roared.
Ye Qinghan roared. His golden bones shattered and blood dyed the sky. His hair turned completely white. His vitality was being consumed too quickly. The Ten Thousand Buddhas Pagoda was forcefully brought out to block the Ghost Emperor and Sha Di's auras. Ye Qinghan dragged his injured body into the distance.
The Ghost Emperor was cold as he allowed Ye Qinghan to leave. He didn't want to destroy the Yin Yang Flower.
Di Shang didn't want to kill Ye Qinghan by accident either. He only released his aura to the maximum to block the Ghost Emperor's path.
After an incense stick's worth of time, Ye Qinghan fled a million miles away. He stood on a dead star and used the metal origin to frantically heal his injured body, making his body even stronger.
Even a little bit of the Yin Yang Flower's medicinal properties was enough to kill an Immortal Gate expert. Ye Qinghan absorbed a little bit of the medicinal properties, and his body was covered in Dao runes. His golden body quickly healed and became even stronger. His white hair was restored to its original black color.
Hum —
A sword light traversed the starry field. The Human Emperor's aura was vast and mighty, and the sword qi was cold and sharp. It was as if a savage killing god had descended. The sword qi was filled with killing intent.
"God-Killing Art's first move, Sweeping Sword Style!"
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! The Human Emperor's Sword slashed out from the void. The laws of space spread out, and nothing could stop the Human Emperor's Sword. Di Shang turned into a sword that contained the will of the heavens, wanting to kill gods.
The Ghost Emperor's death qi spread out, and his pupils constricted. This sword seemed to be tearing through space and time, attacking his body. There was no way to avoid it.
"Ghost Emperor Descends, Eight Desolations Combine, suppress!"
The phantom of the Ghost Emperor clasped its palms together, and the Death Qi that blotted out the sky transformed into indestructible claws. It slammed toward the Mortal Sovereign Sword from both ends of the Wilderness, wanting to seize the Mortal Sovereign Sword. It was extremely powerful. Other than the Great Emperors who had proven their Dao, only the Ghost Emperor would dare to fight against Di Shang like this.
The sky was shattered, and the void was like a piece of paper that was directly folded into countless pieces by the Ghost Emperor, turning into fine powder and dissipating. The two palms joined together, as if the eight desolations were condensed.
Boom!
Ye Futian's palms pressed down on the Renhuang Sword. The Death Qi and the Great Spirit collided and suppressed each other. The Renhuang Sword was suppressed so much, but it still did not awaken.
A million miles away, on a small dead star of Thousand Dragon Planet, the Ghost Emperor pressed his palms together. He controlled the phantom and his will soared to the heavens. For an avatar to be able to do this was simply terrifying.
"The second style, Lifting Sword Style!"
Di Shang's aura was majestic, and his killing intent soared to the heavens. With a sweep of his sword, he shattered the Great Void Palm Imprint and broke free from its shackles. He and his sword became one, and he turned into a long rainbow that pierced towards the Ghost Monarch's shadow. As long as the shadow's shadow was destroyed, the Ghost Monarch's soul would be severely injured!
"The third style, Piercing Sword Style!"
Whoosh —
The sword pierced through the past and present, crossing through the star domains. The dead stars were shattered, and the Emperor's might was vast and mighty, suppressing all Daos. The source of all Daos was contained in this sword.
"The Ghost Monarch is unparalleled, and his spirit enters the reincarnation cycle! The Great Dao is boundless, and destruction descends! "
Hu hu hu …
The dead zone became hell on earth. The Ghost Monarch's shadow evolved the reincarnation cycle. The Death Qi swirled, forming a giant black hole that wanted to devour the universe. Even the Renhuang Sword could not escape its restraints!
In the blink of an eye, Di Shang rushed to the entrance of the reincarnation cycle, as if he had delivered himself to the door. Once he entered the cycle, his vitality dissipated!
"Kill!"
With a furious roar, the path of reincarnation was shattered. The God of Death shook the heavens. Even the neighboring star domains could see Di Shang's sword turning into a rainbow. He looked death in the eye as he slaughtered his way into the reincarnation cycle, wanting to carve out a path of blood.
"You're courting death! Enter the reincarnation cycle! Those who go against this Emperor's will must all die! "
The Ghost Monarch's shadow roared, his madness overflowing into the heavens. The Ghost Dao was mysterious, and all Daos submitted to it. The reincarnation aura caused all Quasi-Emperors to fly backwards, not daring to approach. Only Di Shang, relying on the creator of the Ancient God of Death, the Renhuang Sword, could stand shoulder to shoulder with the Great Dao of Reincarnation.
"This sword's name is' Protect '. It was created by the first Ancient God of Death by gathering the bones of countless heroes, gathering the will of countless human heroes to protect the human race. The Renhuang Sword was created for the sole purpose of protecting the human race. It can break through the filthy evil energy of the underworld. No matter how great your reincarnation cycle is, it cannot stop the glory of the human race!"
Di Shang's vitality continued to dissipate. His body aged, but the Renhuang Sword was still unstoppable. It wanted to slaughter its way to the end of the reincarnation cycle, to slaughter its way into the universe.
"Break for me!"
The Renhuang Sword erupted, its divinity shooting out in all directions, protecting Di Shang's last bit of vitality. The Great Dao collapsed, and a rainbow pierced out from another space, breaking apart the Ghost Monarch's shadow.
Bang!
The Ghost Monarch's shadow exploded. Death qi overflowed into the heavens, filling the endless universe. Everywhere it passed, death was everywhere!
"Ahh!"
"Roar!"
A terrifying roar came from the Thousand Leaf Galaxy. It was enough to kill countless living beings on the spot. Even Divine Martial powerhouses couldn't escape. However, a dragon's roar came from the Thousand Leaf Galaxy. It didn't have any offensive power, and it was even pleasing to the ear. It instantly neutralized the Ghost Monarch's roar, saving hundreds of billions of living beings.
The Ghost Monarch held his head with both hands, as if his soul had been severely injured. His face was ferocious, and his eyes shot out the will of death. He roared, "God of Death junior, I will bury your entire clan and the Ancient God of Death for today's humiliation!"
"Golden Dao Body junior, you destroyed my foundation and stole my opportunity. When I come out of seclusion, I will torture your soul for countless generations. I will make you beg for death!"
This voice even spread to the Imperial Realm, making everyone's hair stand on end. Many people with weak hearts were scared to death. The Ghost Monarch's soul was severely injured, and he hid in the underworld. The Thousand Leaf Galaxy was deathly silent.
Ye Qinghan's heart was in a frenzy. His eyes were like lightning as he looked at the Thousand Leaf Galaxy. Although he couldn't see, he could feel the Ghost Monarch's hatred and killing intent. He clenched his fists as the aura of death approached. A thousand years! A thousand years to become a Quasi-emperor, or he would die without a doubt!
Di Shang's hair turned white, and he instantly aged a thousand years. His time was up! He held the Human Sovereign Sword, but he was past his prime and didn't have much combat strength left.
A thousand years of life in exchange for a hundred years of silence from the Ghost Monarch might not be worth it, but this was Di Shang's fate and glory.
"Fellow Daoist Di Shang …" Zhan Yunxiao looked at Di Shang's sorrowful back with guilt and sadness.
"It's fine! My generation is the origin of the world. When I first started cultivating, I foresaw the end of my life. I hold the Guardian Sword, and I am destined to fight for it. This is the glory of the Ancient God of Death! "
Di Shang whispered, his voice deep and ancient. His majestic body stood tall, as if he wanted to compete with the heavens.
Ye Qinghan's expression was ugly. He didn't expect Di Shang to use a thousand years of life to severely injure the Ghost Monarch's soul! This caused his time to come early!
After flying back, Ye Qinghan looked at Di Shang. He was shocked by the sacrifice of this senior of the human race. He bowed and said, "Thank you, Emperor, for saving my life!"
"It's good that you're fine. Follow me back to the Sovereign Domain. I have something to tell you," Di Shang said in a low voice, as if he was about to say his last words.
"Okay, I'll go and bring my son over first." Ye Qinghan was incomparably respectful. At this moment, he understood the mission of the human race's Quasi-emperors, the mission and glory of the Ancient God of Death.
"Master, I'm here."
Emperor Ye rode the God Slaying Eagle, breaking through the wind and waves, chasing after the stars and moon.
All the Quasi-emperors had gathered, and the experts of the 10,000 races had also arrived. When they saw Di Shang's head of white hair, they couldn't help but feel sad. Although they were enemies, the people of the Ancient God of Death were always at the forefront when the endless universe was threatened. They resisted the Ancient God of Death, but they also respected him.
However, in the end, the powerhouses of the ten thousand races looked at Ye Qinghan. This young man, who had not even reached the Great Martial Honorable realm, had actually managed to escape from the Ghost Emperor's shadow. This was not only due to luck, but also terrifying strength!
They couldn't recognize Emperor Ye, who had the physique of the Human Emperor. Otherwise, they would have revealed their killing intent.
"Hahaha, the elites of the human race have gathered. I didn't expect this little fellow's luck to be so strong. He actually escaped with his life." The 10,000 races' Golden Peng transformed into human form and looked down at Ye Qinghan. His eyes flashed, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Before Ye Qinghan could say anything, the parrot transmitted its voice to him. "Don't pay attention to him. This old bastard isn't anything good. Don't be fooled by how he's smiling at you. In fact, he already wants to kill you."
Ye Qinghan's lips curled up and he smiled. He cupped his fists and bowed, "Senior, you flatter me. This junior only relied on a moment of luck to escape the Ghost Monarch's attack. Otherwise, I would have died a horrible death."
Being stared at by dozens of Quasi-emperors, Ye Qinghan didn't feel good. They looked like a group of harmless old men, but in reality, they only needed to stretch out a finger to pinch him to death. A strand of black hair could pierce his throat and end his life!
Di Shang stood at Ye Qinghan's side, the Human Emperor's Sword majestic and mighty. He coldly looked at the experts of the 10,000 races and warned in a hoarse voice, "Now is the time to work together to nurture talents. Don't be short-sighted and kill each other. Otherwise, once the Ghost Monarch appears, which one of you can escape?"
The Golden Roc smiled indifferently. His eyes swept over Ye Qinghan, making him feel the sharpness of his blade.
"I'm very curious. This God Slaying Eagle is a fourth-grade bloodline. How did you raise it to seventh-grade?" The Golden Roc stared at the God Slaying Eagle and found that this God Slaying Eagle's will was extraordinary. It actually ignored his eighth-grade bloodline and did not fear him at all. The will in its eyes was as terrifying as that of a Fey Emperor. He couldn't help but ask curiously.
"I can tell you, but you have to give me five drops of your essence blood! I'll tell you this secret, "the parrot suddenly jumped out and stood on Ye Qinghan's shoulder, looking at the Golden Roc, and said strangely.
"Spirit-devouring Godly Eagle? Eighth-grade bloodline. However, you haven't successfully evolved, and you dare to speak to this Emperor with such a tone? Aren't you afraid that I'll give you the death penalty? "The Golden Roc's eyes flashed coldly as he scolded coldly.
The 10,000 races had a strict hierarchy of bloodlines. High-grade bloodlines could not be blasphemed by low-grade bloodlines. Otherwise, it would be a capital offense!
"Don't be cocky with me. This divine bird is the future All-beast Divine Emperor. What's wrong with speaking to you in such a tone?" the parrot raised its brows and asked.
Kacha …
The Golden Roc clenched his iron fist, and his golden bones emitted a crisp sound. The aura of a Fey Emperor was incomparably terrifying. The aura of the Ancient Roc Sacred Beast had descended. He was almost atavistic!
"Do you want to know how to atavistic? How to quickly atavistic? If you want to know, then be more respectful. This divine bird might pity you and give you a few pointers. If you still have such an attitude, not to mention five drops of essence blood, even if you give me five drops of your heart's blood, this divine bird will not spare it a glance. "The parrot snorted coldly and looked up at the sky arrogantly, causing the Golden Roc's expression to change greatly.
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