Chapter 386: Dog bites dog bites dog bites... dog?

Just like the incarnation of the incomplete tower above the firmament descending, in front of the palace of the sacrificial temple, the pitch-black tower rose from the ground, as if occupying the central axis of heaven and earth.

The so-called, Heavenly Origin!

Above the pitch-black high tower, countless wailing faces opened their mouths, roaring, shouting, and wailing in unison.

On those faces that seemed familiar or had just been seen, there were blood tears and ferocity, and pitch-black eyes stared fixedly at every intruder who didn’t know their own strength.

Hoarse voices rang out from every opening and closing mouth, overlapping in one place, turning into a vast echo that shook the firmament.

Praise, singing, eulogizing...

The Eternal Empire, the supreme authority, the high tower rose from the ground, piercing through the firmament, the supreme master will eventually rule over all phenomena!

Amidst the praise, the flame eye at the very top of the high tower slowly opened, looking down on all things, overlooking everything, and the purest malice and coldness without any emotion appeared from within.

One glance.

Snap!

The vast psychokinesis like a tide instantly surged, sweeping out, covering the sky, easily annihilating all the mosquitoes and flies in the sky!

Flowers of blood bloomed out of thin air.

All the figures who didn’t know their own strength and dared to rise into the sky instantly burst, falling apart.

Only then did the vast air wave spread out!

——Three hundred miles before the imperial throne, no landing or taking off without an edict, exterminate the three clans!

The Rift Realm stalled suddenly.

All things were dead silent.

Everyone looked up in a daze, feeling the malice from the heart, and the bloodiness scattered on their faces, hair-raising.

Immediately after, the eye in the flames locked onto the only survivors in the sky... the pitch-black warships under Duke Anguo!

Between the giant ships, the incarnation interwoven by countless cloud vapors stalled suddenly.

In the sudden impact just now, cracks had already appeared on the magnificent and ferocious warships, and before they could react, they subconsciously wanted to fight back.

But they were pressed down firmly by Duke Anguo.

"Don’t move, no one is allowed to move! Do not provoke the spirit of the sacrificial temple!"

Duke Anguo shouted, his eyes gradually becoming fanatical and joyful.

What are you panicking about? What are you rushing for?

That’s right, this is correct!

The moment he reacted, a guess had already emerged in his heart—

There are many taboos in the sacrificial temple, and the rules are strict. If everything were perfect, how could it allow outsiders to run wild? It must be that dog Wuyou who dared to use the fire of burning palaces, causing the sacrificial temple to fall silent, leading to the situation collapsing to this extent!

The changes in the sacrificial temple at this moment are the real good news!

As long as he reveals his identity and obtains the recognition of this black tower, the Imperial Seal will be within reach! By then, let alone controlling this sacrificial temple...

Anguo’s eyes glanced contemptuously behind him, at those intruders who didn’t know the height of the sky and the depth of the earth—you bunch of smelly outsiders, all of you must die!

The moment his thoughts turned, the cloud vapor incarnation suddenly opened its mouth, spitting out a banner deeply hidden in the soul. When waving it, it set off blood-colored wind and clouds filling the sky, and countless shouts of killing rang out from the void.

"The King’s Domain is under attack, rebels have invaded, the palace guard Anguo is here to protect the carriage! I implore the Holy Spirit to witness!"

Faster than him was Changle on the ground. Even before that, he reached out and took off a gorgeous and bizarre mask from his face, and phantom light appeared on the mask with a sneer.

He didn’t even talk nonsense, throwing himself directly toward that high tower.

Changle!!!

Anguo was furious, speeding up, and the banner and the mask were thrown into the black tower one after another.

Suddenly, in the hair-raising silence of everyone, the flame light shook slightly, as if stalling, and the malice slowly converged, as if distinguishing the authenticity of the two.

The gaze gradually fell toward the mask.

As if acknowledging.

Changle’s puppet couldn’t help but grin, and Anguo could no longer restrain his anxiety, shouting: "Holy Spirit, do not be easily deceived by treacherous people!

Changle’s title has long been interrupted. This bitch was born to a small maid, stole the title of King, and acted perversely. How can she take on a great responsibility!"

"Duke Anguo, you are presumptuous!"

Changle was furious. Seeing the eye in the flames seemingly listening to his rhetoric, the gaze gradually fell toward the banner, and his face turned iron-blue: "Anguo, you old dog, are you better than me! Devouring bloodlines to continue this dog life, harvesting

descendants, lingering on, now mixed into a pile of mud, not even daring to show your face, and your soul is missing I don’t know how much. Can you still be called the palace guard of the past!"

The eye of fire paused, as if shocked.

Anguo was furious and couldn’t help but retort. The two of them, in a few words, shook out all the things that couldn’t be seen by the light.

Moreover, they were rapidly approaching the black tower, wanting to take this opportunity to completely control the hub of the sacrificial temple.

Until both of them finally approached the black tower, and the eyes hesitating between the mask and the banner seemed to have finally made a decision, lifting their eyes and looking at them.

And then, both of them went dark before their eyes, and they spat out a mouthful of old blood in unison.

Right in front of the high tower, the mask and the banner seemed to be thrown into a shredder, vanishing into ashes and completely dissociating. What rare treasures and inheritance tokens, instantly turned into ashes.

And then...

The super-gravity field, which had been reading for I don’t know how long, erupted!

In the shocked expressions of both, it ruthlessly struck—our Empire’s master is the real master, what kind of chickens and dogs, don’t come to touch it!

Silent, formless, the entire domain within the sacrificial temple seemed to be completely frozen.

Tens of thousands of times the gravity flow erupted, completely swallowing the two stunned people, instantly collapsing, without any ability to fight back. Before they could react, they were crushed into a pool of blood and mud.

The damage to the puppet and the incarnation was secondary, and what followed was the black line that erupted.

Piercing, entangling, ravaging, tearing.

Shrill screams and shouts rang out from the ground and the sky, soul trauma!

The cloud vapor above the firmament converged again, barely gathering into a human figure. And in Changle’s team, several people suddenly twitched, rapidly turning into puppets, making completely different sounds, as if there was confusion.

Immediately after, several puppets stared at each other, ruthlessly killing, and in the blink of an eye, only one remained, and Changle’s consciousness finally gathered again.

Even, before he could catch his breath...

The violent psychokinesis from the Tower of Darkness sprayed out again, crushing all obstacles like a broken bamboo, and descending the absolute punishment.

In the sky, the sound of cracking appeared on one warship after another, and cracks on the sails kept appearing.

Hard to sustain.

"Hahahaha, hahahahaha!"

Countless locusts converged into the figure of the wild-slaughtering calamity-stricken person. Sujano laughed until he leaned back and forth, unable to stop: "A bunch of broken families, still thinking about climbing relationships in the sacrificial temple, don’t even look at whether people recognize you, hahahahaha!!

Old dog? Old dog, speak! Old dog, why don’t you make a sound?"

Anguo was furious in vain, unable to even make a sound, only able to forcibly maintain the stability of the incarnation, holding on to the psychokinesis impact from the high tower.

But soon, as if the tide had passed, the psychokinesis dissipated without a trace.

The moment everyone breathed a sigh of relief, they saw the eye in the flames above the high tower lift again.

Overlooking the entire Rift Realm.

The pupils split rapidly, looking in all directions at the same time.

Suddenly, all intruders were locked on!

Immediately after, endless black lines sprayed out, rising into the firmament, like pitch-black clouds, spreading, and falling again, piercing toward every intruder like maggots on a bone.

The first to bear the brunt was Sujano, who was still watching the fun just now!

Why are you laughing?

I only slapped him, I haven’t slapped you yet, right?

You die first!

"Damn..."

Sujano’s expression was stunned for a moment, and before he could even finish cursing, he was instantly swallowed by the black clouds. But immediately after, he erupted with power, cut off the black lines one by one, his body suddenly burst, expanded, and countless locusts rose, flying in all directions, narrowly dodging that terrifying pursuit.

At this moment, lurking in the corner of the ruins, when he looked up in astonishment, he saw black lines wriggling, stained red with blood, one wailing figure after another struggling, being pulled, rising into the sky, rapidly shriveling and breaking, leaving only a struggling residual shadow.

And on the black tower, there were I don’t know how many more faces embellished.

The entire Rift Realm, shrouded and pierced by black lines, turned into a hell on earth, with tremors everywhere, and everyone was unable to take care of themselves.

Sujano’s expression twitched, and twitched again, feeling a chill.

It’s getting more and more wrong. The water in this pit is deeper than he thought. How could those guys from Blood Eye be so kind to come and pull him to get rich?

If he doesn’t leave, it’s possible there won’t be...

Well, there is indeed no chance.

In that instant, he realized that the black lines extending from the stone slabs under his feet had already silently entangled his legs.

And there were more, already blocking all directions.

Sujano roared, blood fire rose, and his body expanded again.

Repeating the old trick.

A bizarre translucent blade appeared in his hand, slashing out, cutting off the entangled black lines, rising into the air again, expanding, turning into countless locusts, wanting to leave the Rift Realm.

But the moment his change was about to happen, in the clusters of black lines, a spiritual quality blade appeared without warning, piercing through his body!

Chunjun!

The flow and shaping of spiritual quality were as fast as lightning.

Even before he realized it, it pierced through his shell. The spiritual quality torrent gathered from despair and madness erupted silently from the place where the blade pierced, sweeping like flames, eroding, transforming, like a stone stuck in a gear, blocking the change of the rebirth form.

Causing his movements to stall for a moment.

And then, a second hand appeared from the black lines, holding a bizarre scarlet long sword with two strange emblems on the spine, and in that instant, it pierced into his heart!

Panying!

While the blood fire of the same origin erupted, it merged into his body, and then, the two emblems of the sacrificial master on the sword spine suddenly lit up, the inheritance burnt sacrifice of sores and bacterial groups operated, violently devouring Sujano’s spiritual quality, leaving behind unhealable wounds and places of mold-like spreading and entangling fierce poison!

That familiar and bizarre feeling, in the moment of astonishment, made Sujano suddenly terrified, recalling his old enemy—Pacquiao!

Is that dog Pacquiao ambushing him?

No, isn’t Pacquiao already...

...dead?

The moment such a thought emerged, his eyes went dark, and a third void spiritual quality hand appeared out of thin air in front of him, pressing on his face.

And then, it was the long-prepared dissociation technique.

Jingzhen!

The agility of Chunjun, the ferocity of Panying, merged into one from the flow of spiritual quality, pierced into the matrix, erupted and spread, leaving behind an unhealable wound.

And countless black lines followed closely, deep into every corner of the soul and flesh, descending suppression and bondage every moment.

One step slow, every step slow, one step wrong, every step wrong.

Chunjun interfered with spiritual quality, Panying devoured blood fire, and after Jingzhen broke the stability of the matrix, it pierced into the soul. The roots of the Tower of Darkness had already been planted deep in the soul.

Hungry devouring, violent ravaging.

In the final moment, Su Jianuo wanted to turn back, but before he could, he rapidly withered and collapsed, scattering into dust.

Behind the broken figure, Ji Jue lowered his eyes expressionlessly, staring at the blade of Panying, but found that there was no change, and couldn’t help but tsk.

Didn’t touch it.

The sacrificial master and the six evils he anchored had nothing to do with it. Although equally fierce and greedy, unfortunately, they simply didn’t want to respond to Panying, the format was incompatible.

Wasted.

But there is no time to process it finely now. After saving a few blessings, the rest are all thrown to the Tower of Darkness.

Soon, in the stunned sight of the survivors, a familiar face appeared on the Tower of Darkness again, and on the black line, there was an extra trace of blood and brutal aura out of thin air.

The Tower of Darkness rose high, completely berserk!

After Ji Jue let go and let it operate at will, immediately one giant eye after another opened on the tower body like light bulbs, staring fixedly at any intruder, manipulating gravity and black lines, chasing and killing endlessly.

While becoming more berserk, it expanded further.

It was even like a living thing, starting to grow again!

It is gradually completing itself...

Even if it is born incomplete.

Ji Jue sighed silently, regretfully.

There is no greater shame than letting a craftsman deliberately make a defective product. If there is a greater one, it is that this defective product originally had the possibility of becoming a heavenly work...

This is what Ji Jue did.

At this moment, this massive Tower of Darkness was the result obtained by Ji Jue forcibly aggregating the countless massive structures in the original sacrificial temple, and then reconstructing it in the way of the Nether Sea worm.

Above, there are equipment and secret rituals covering the entire Rift Realm, the results of the Evil-Transforming Cult and Jianyuan, assisting Ji Jue in controlling everything. Below, there are the Laws of Heavenly Origin ubiquitous in the sacrificial temple in the Rift Realm and countless materials and even countless spiritual quality circuits left over from hundreds of years ago.

Using the entire Rift Realm as a furnace, countless deaths as sacrifices, what was created was originally a terrifying result that combined the Heavenly Origin and the Tower, the Supreme Good and the Great Calamity.

Especially using the former Heavenly Pillar fulcrum as material, it naturally possesses an excellent compatibility with the unfinished tower, and it is not an exaggeration to call it an extension of Great Calamity.

If it could be completely completed, it might be possible to use the entire Rift Realm as a container to hatch an incarnation of Great Calamity in the human world, forever imprinting a part of the unfinished tower on the present world!

But now it is only to this extent.

Solving such a batch of calamity-stricken people who don’t even have heavenly people, and still having to be tied up, it can’t even be described as a defective product.

It’s completely a cripple...

Even Ji Jue had to deliberately make it more crippled, more crippled. Not only did he extract most of the spiritual quality materials and sacrifice results during casting, but he also set many restrictions including output.

Even, except for the black lines that make up the main body, the internal sequence only completed the control of psychokinesis and gravity.

Not to mention whether Ye Xian would clean up the sect if he knew, Ji Jue himself wanted to give himself a few big slaps.

Alas, he had no choice.

All means must serve the purpose, and all means and skills must make concessions and sacrifices for the final result.

Just like what Heavenly Furnace expressed.

[Catalysis].

Instead of cleaning up.

Only on this crucial point did Ji Jue and Heavenly Furnace reach a bizarre tacit understanding and consistency.

Moderate increase in heat can accelerate the precipitation and aggregation of impurities. But if the heat is too much, everything in the furnace will be burned into unrecyclable garbage.

The hardest thing is not how to solve this group of guys, the hardest thing is how to apply pressure without scaring them away. Use the greatest efficiency to erase meaningless probing and dig out the fishing hands hidden in the muddy water!

Just like Heavenly Furnace squatting outside the Rift Realm at this moment...

Before this, patience and restraint are necessary.

Ji Jue must wait.

BOOM!!!

The Rift Realm rang, and as the runaway Tower of Darkness killed wildly, the entire sacrificial temple was wailing, and the intruders who were everywhere were rapidly decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye—but saying decreasing is not accurate.

Because every time a wailing shadow rose into the sky under the bondage of black lines, there would be one more ferocious face on the Tower of Darkness.

The sound of cracking rang out one after another.

Right in the massive body of the Tower of Darkness, a crack suddenly appeared, just like an insect molting, under the black crack,

actually showing a trace of bizarre pure white.

It is instinctively leaning toward its prototype...

Even if it is ignorant, heartless, and filterless, with the operation of countless Laws of Heavenly Origin and the replenishment of a large amount of life and souls, it naturally catalyzed the so-called metamorphosis and evolution.

Above the firmament, the reflection of the unfinished tower became increasingly clear.

The response between them was still climbing, countless black lines wriggled, rising into the sky again and again, wanting to touch that unreachable shadow of Great Calamity.

Just like the high tower growing continuously, getting closer to that mirror-like boundary bit by bit, trying to regroup.

And the gravity and psychokinesis emitted became increasingly violent and crazy.

Easily, it could completely annihilate an entire ruined city area, sweeping up countless fragments, and sweeping, it could set off a storm covering the entire Rift Realm.

"It is still growing!"

The Master of Wulou Temple was stunned, his charred body forcibly revised under his will, restored again, but the rotten wood-like expression could no longer be maintained.

Everyone’s heart became colder and colder, unable to restrain the trembling.

It is already so exaggerated now, once it is completely completed...

"Duke Anguo, Duke Changle, I don’t think I need to say much about the current situation..."

The Broken Wolf emerged from the wriggling flesh and blood, Xie He’s face appeared from within: "If this continues, we will only sit and wait for death, being defeated one by one.

The Imperial Seal is right in front of us, we must make a decision, right?"

Changle’s expression was gloomy, the puppet’s face was covered with cracks, and Anguo’s incarnation was also hard to sustain... The situation of the other surviving calamity-stricken people was not good either.

Now that they still have trump cards and are unwilling to change the situation, it is less about not wanting to lose, and more about not wanting others to win.

And what truly made them change their minds was the twisted face of Sujano on the high tower, and the figure that was just dragged into the tower amidst screams...

An old-brand transcendent who had lived for so many years with notoriety, and as a result, he was almost out of the Rift Realm, but was pulled back... swallowed whole without spitting out skin, meat, or core!

Immediately after, evolve again!

As the tower body rose, more and more paleness appeared, winding, and under the embellishment of wailing faces, it became more solemn!

"Xie He..."

Changle’s puppet turned suddenly, staring fixedly at his face: "Since you came under the orders of the Sower and have been stirring up trouble like a shit-stirring stick for so long, you should show some sincerity, right?"

"Of course."

Xie He smiled bizarrely, but this time, he no longer hid, but took the lead in opening his mouth, spitting out a small knife the thickness of a finger, and under the entanglement of his tongue, it spat out like a snake core: "However, there is only this one chance... I hope everyone will not waste it!"

In that instant, under the entanglement of the long tongue, that small knife resembling a paper cutter slightly lit up with a wisp of hair-raising faint light.

Everyone present couldn’t help but take a step back, but the blade was not aimed at others, but swayed toward the distant Tower of Darkness.

Lightly, slashed out.

In an instant, the sound of ear-piercing cracking erupted from the Rift Realm.

The faint light on the small knife instantly dimmed, cracks appeared, broke, and there was no more magic to speak of. But in the direction the blade pointed, in the void, a flat cut suddenly split open.

The entire space split open a pitch-black gap under the slash of the blade.

Cutting the entire high tower in half at the waist!

The high tower shook, followed by a loud bang, as if it were about to break at the waist and fold in the middle. Shrill screams and roars rang out from the human faces. In an instant, countless broken black lines wanted to reconnect, but that piece of cracked space was difficult to restore.

Like a fishbone in the throat, it firmly stuck the entire high tower and nailed it to death!

Opportunity must not be lost...

The moment they sensed it, everyone didn’t hesitate and struck fiercely!

The Master of Wulou Temple stepped forward seven steps in an instant, raised his hand and patted his head. Amidst the muffled sound, his head instantly shattered, flesh and blood blurred.

But in the shattered head, a bizarre lotus of flesh and blood and white bones suddenly bloomed. The lotus wriggled, spreading fragrance, layers of petals stretched out, revealing an eye.

Looking at the high tower, under the gaze of that line of sight, all the human faces on the high tower twitched violently, as if waking up from a nightmare, or as if falling into another nightmare.

As if still maintaining the skills before death, when they reopened their eyes and realized all this, the stunned faces were completely twisted.

Screaming, roaring, yelling, shouting.

"Save, save... me..."

"Kill me, kill me!"

"I screw your..."

"Hehe, hahahaha, hehahahaha!!!"

Under the overlooking of the Evil Eye, all souls went berserk and crazy, deep purple flames ignited in the souls, separating and struggling, counter-attacking the high tower.

Blood wind converged, flames burned from mid-air, spreading, turning into a giant sword—the calamity-stricken person of Blood Eye raised his hands, the power of wild slaughter appeared, turning into a blade, slash!

The giant sword slashed down, piercing into the high tower, but failed to slash down, getting stuck.

Bursting!

The sound of drums rang out from the broken fleet in mid-air, echoing each other, shaking the sky.

Amidst the magnificent loud noise of the formation-breaking drums, Duke Anguo’s incarnation expanded, his palm stretched toward the sky, and a meteorite like a star broke through the air and was gripped tight.

Smash down!

The strong wind raged, the ten-thousand-foot flood swept, destroying the last buildings in the sacrificial temple.

And right behind Duke Changle, two calamity-stricken people suddenly stiffened in place, dumbfounded, unable to react.

"Thank you for your sacrifice for the great cause."

Changle’s hands stroked their heads, sighing sincerely, and immediately after, the bodies of the two actually began to rapidly shrink, shrivel, and transform.

Souls wailed, blessings cracked, life burned out, all the essence, past and even future, gathered in the palm of his hand.

Incomparably dazzling intense light burst forth from within!

It was as if they had spent a long time in an instant, all the light and heat emitted by the two transcendent-rank calamity-stricken people in their lives, all the power and the attacks they should have made in the future, and even the most glorious moment, were all brutally plundered...

Right in the rubbing of Changle’s hands, it turned into a dumpling the size of a thumb—robbing them of all their future, and then discounting it ten times to the present.

Squeeze, release!

Pop out...

That wisp of faint light instantly crossed the long distance, and along with Anguo’s attack, pierced into the high tower.

And then, a pitch-black mushroom cloud soared into the sky.

The shattering of space, the riot of souls, the slashing of wild slaughter, the infiltration of violent poison, the impact of stars, and even the squandering of a lifetime of value...

In an instant, I don’t know how many moves were poured into the Tower of Darkness, and one could only hear the sounds of breaking and collapsing endlessly.

That terrifying giant tower that originally stood between heaven and earth actually stiffened and stalled in place, as if frozen.

Finally, following the winding of the cracks, one eye after another opened, and then closed.

Blood tears flowed down from within.

Finally, after letting out a wail that seemed like unwillingness and venom, it collapsed suddenly. From beginning to end, those eyes stared fixedly at the unreachable shadow of the tower above the firmament—

Thus, annihilated.

In the instant of dead silence, I don’t know how many people danced in ecstasy, screamed and shouted, almost tearful, hugging each other, celebrating this hard-won victory.

Won! Won! Won!

Such a terrifying monster, under friendship and bonds, suffered a miserable defeat!

Did you see it?!

This is our hot-blooded combination skill!

Regrettably, with the collapse and annihilation of the high tower, the dreamlike beautiful time ended.

The magic of friendship was instantly shattered.

Without any stalling, without any hesitation, the drums above the firmament rang again, Anguo’s incarnation lifted his hand again, gripping a star that was becoming increasingly hot and violent.

Smash down!

And right beside Changle, three calamity-stricken people had already wailed and fallen into his palm, squeezing, overdrawing, plundering, erupting.

The slender fingers pointed toward the firmament!

BOOM!!!!

The meteorite and the intense light collided. In the violent air wave, the massive sacrificial temple instantly had cracks spreading, and the terrifying residual heat and impact evaporated the few figures who rushed up first.

But amidst the burning flames, blood fire erupted suddenly, inheritance burnt sacrifice!

"The Imperial Seal!"

The wild-slaughtering calamity-stricken person laughed, already rushing straight toward the collapsed hall, the circle realm expanded, hard-taking this impact that was enough to make him vanish into ashes.

Then, holding that jade box in his arms!

And then, right under another space crack that bloomed out of thin air, he was cut in half at the waist!

In the blood, Xie He’s wolf-like face extended, reaching out, grabbing toward the jade box, regardless of the burning of the Emperor’s majesty on it.

Suddenly, unable to break the blockade of the Laws of Heavenly Origin, but he didn’t delay at all, instantly turning into a shadow, galloping out.

Facing him, he saw the sky-covering thunder flood!

The calamity-stricken person of Rotten Wind had already been brewing for a long time, the essence of cold frost appeared, erupting without mercy, covering everyone in it.

But a layer of faint light appeared on Xie He’s body, forcibly holding up the thunder that was enough to completely evaporate him, rising into the sky.

At this moment, sensing everyone’s malice, the moment his eyeballs turned slightly, he threw the jade box in his hand without a second thought, toward... Anguo!

"Duke Anguo, catch it, our contract is complete!"

Anguo didn’t say a word, forcibly suppressing his anger.

It wasn’t that he couldn’t see through this dog’s intentions, but that he absolutely could not allow such a good opportunity to slip away from his eyes. The cloud vapor incarnation suddenly expanded, turning into a giant, arms stretched out, forcibly gripping the tiny jade box.

And in the other hand, a star was held.

Smash down!

Hard-taking the impact from all sides.

"The Great Unification is with me!!!"

Amidst the wild laughter, Anguo squandered all his accumulations, throwing down meteorites luxuriously, the other hand wanting to open the jade box.

But he saw, the palm, empty.

Where is the jade box?

Gone!!!

The moment he looked back in fury, he saw Xie He who was about to run to the edge of the Rift Realm, and even, that jade box that was so familiar in his arms.

"Get, get back here!"

But everything was too late, he was about to run out of the Rift Realm...

Unexpectedly, behind Changle, the Master of Wulou Temple turned his head, and the flesh-and-blood lotus lifted his eyes again.

Lock on.

Evil Eye, descend!

Soul riot!

Xie He stiffened for an instant, unexpected, and his eyes blurred suddenly.

In Changle’s hand, an ancient mirror lifted, reflecting.

Space twisted and confused under the reflection of the mirror, and Xie He had already been forcibly pulled back in front of Changle, and then he saw the palm he lifted.

Grabbing toward himself!

Even before touching, he was hair-raising!

Once grabbed, all of his own would probably be completely squeezed dry, thrown, and turned into something like a consumable in an instant.

In this instant, the only thing he could do was repeat the old trick.

Once again, truly and genuinely—throw the jade box in his hand!

Immediately after, his body fell apart, each part escaping in all directions like a living thing, without hesitation...

Changle’s movements didn’t stop, scooping up the subordinates beside him, instantly squeezing, catalyzing, and throwing them behind him. The calamity-stricken people lurking in the shadows instantly turned into ashes.

Just a moment of slowness in movement, and the cloud vapor giant hand descended from the sky again.

Gripping the jade box tight!

Got it!

Anguo didn’t have time to be ecstatic before he heard the loud noise behind him.

Explosion without warning!

Coming from the flagship that entrusted a part of his flesh and blood. Immediately after, one warship after another nearing the limit burned with flames, falling from the sky.

His smile stiffened on his face.

The cloud vapor incarnation was rapidly dissipating, and he couldn’t even hold a box.

He could only let it fall, falling into Changle’s hands.

"Sorry, I also mixed some sand in Duke Anguo’s subordinates."

Changle grinned, sneering, "It seems that this time, I am ultimately a step higher..."

"You bitch!"

Anguo’s only remaining cloud vapor incarnation suddenly expanded, pouncing down, but it dissipated faster and faster. When it reached Changle, only a negligible wisp remained.

Blown away by him opening his mouth.

"Old dog, the Great Unification is with me!"

Changle said goodbye indifferently, "Wash your neck clean and wait!"

Then, right in that instant, his expression stiffened on his face.

Lowering his head, he saw the blade coming from his chest.

From behind.

When that broken puppet turned his head with difficulty, he saw the Master of Wulou Temple completely swallowed by the darkness of the Tiger Talisman, and even a very familiar face.

—Wuyou!

"Hahaha, he, hahahahaha..."

Wuyou’s expression was twisted, laughing wildly, crazy and wanton, his disheveled hair looking like a madman. When he took the box from his hand, he couldn’t help but dance.

"What are you looking at, bitch! The winner is me! It’s me! Do you understand!!!"

At this moment, looking around at the broken Rift Realm, the final winner, Duke Wuyou, stepped on Changle’s puppet, laughing at the sky, blood tears winding: "The obsession of the ancestors of all generations has been completed in my hands!

I! I Wuyou am the real Emperor, the authentic Master of Heavenly Mandate! You guys, are not! Are not! Hahahahahaha————"

Amidst the hysterical laughter, he held the jade box with both hands, lifted it preciously, and opened a crack.

And then, right in that instant...

His smile stiffened on his face.

His pupils gradually widened.

Almost forgetting to breathe!

Is this right? This, this this... is it right. It’s right, it’s right, it’s right, but... it’s not right! It’s not right, not right, not right, not right!

This is not right!!!

He went through all kinds of hardships, exhausted all his accumulations, planned for decades, and finally! Finally reached this step, and took victory into his hands!

In this instant, Duke Wuyou’s eyes were splitting, his expression ferocious.

Clearly it was constantly glowing before, and he could even see the marks and scenes, but why... why...

———Why is this box empty?!

In that instant, there was a sigh of helplessness that rang out from behind.

And then...

Snap!

A burning hand pierced through his chest, gripped that heart, and crushed it suddenly.

Behind him, the fierce demon in the flames grinned silently.

Ji Jue!