Chapter 395

Resembling the incarnation of the incomplete tower above the firmament, 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, Tian Tian Yuan!

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

Upon 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 overestimated their own strength.

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

Praising, singing, eulogizing...

The Eternal Empire, the Supreme Authority, the high tower rose from the ground, piercing the firmament, the Supreme Lord would eventually rule over all phenomena!

From the eulogies, the Eye of Flame at the very top of the high tower slowly opened, looking down on all things, looking down on everything, the purest malice and cold indifference without any emotion appeared from within it.

One glance.

Snap!

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

Flowers of blood bloomed out of thin air.

All the figures who overestimated their own strength and dared to rise into the sky instantly burst, falling apart.

Afterward, the vast air waves spread out!

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

The Rift Realm suddenly stalled.

All things fell silent.

Everyone lifted their heads sluggishly, feeling the chill from the bottom of their hearts, and the bloodiness scattered on their faces, hair-raising.

Immediately after, the Eye in the Flame locked onto the only survivors above the sky... the pitch-black warships under Duke Anguo!

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

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

But they were pressed down firmly by Duke Anguo.

"Do not 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 was perfect, how could outsiders be allowed to run rampant? 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 collapse of the situation!

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

As long as one reveals their identity and gains the recognition of this black tower, the Imperial Seal is 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 stinky outsiders, all of you must die!

In the instant his thoughts turned, the cloud incarnation suddenly opened its mouth, spitting out a banner deeply hidden in the soul. When waving it, it whipped up a sky of scarlet wind and clouds, and countless shouts of killing rang out from the void.

"The Royal Domain is under attack, rebels have invaded, Palace Guard Anguo, specifically 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 magnificent and strange mask from his face, the phantom light appearing on the cold, mocking mask.

He didn't even talk nonsense, throwing it directly toward the high tower.

Changle!!!

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

Instantly, in the hair-raising silence of everyone, the flame light shook slightly, as if stalling, the malice slowly converging, as if distinguishing the truth and falsehood of the two.

The gaze gradually fell toward the mask.

As if recognizing it.

Changle's puppet couldn't help but grin, and Anguo could no longer restrain his anxiety, shouting aloud: "Holy Spirit, do not lightly believe the deceitful!

The title of Changle has long been interrupted. This bitch was born to a small maid, usurping the royal title, acting perversely, how can she take on a great responsibility!"

"Duke Anguo is presumptuous!"

Changle was furious. Seeing the Eye in the Flame seemingly believing his words, the gaze gradually fell toward the banner, and his face turned livid: "Anguo, you old dog, are you any better than me! Devouring bloodlines to extend your dog life, harvesting

descendants, lingering on, now mixed into a pile of rotten mud, not even daring to show your face, with who knows how much of your soul missing, can you still be called the Palace Guard of the past!"

The Eye of Flame paused, as if shocked.

In his fury, Anguo couldn't help but retort. The two of them, one word after another, exposed all the shady things of the other in just a few sentences.

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

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

And then, the two of them went dark before their eyes, vomiting a mouthful of old blood in unison.

Right in front of the high tower, the mask and the banner were instantly thrown into a shredder, vanishing into ashes. What rare treasures, what inheritance tokens, instantly turned into ashes.

And then...

The super-gravity field, which had been reading for who knew how long, erupted!

In the shocked expressions of the two, it struck ruthlessly———our Empire's master is the real master, what kind of chickens, dogs, and broken families, don't come near!

Silently, formlessly, the domain within the entire sacrificial temple seemed to have frozen completely.

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

The destruction of the puppet and the incarnation was secondary, and what followed was the black line that erupted along with it.

Piercing, entangling, ravaging, tearing.

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

The clouds above the sky gathered again, barely forming a figure. And in Changle's team, several people suddenly twitched, rapidly turning into puppets, emitting completely different voices, as if confusion had appeared.

Immediately after, several puppets stared at each other and struck ruthlessly. 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 erupted again, crushing all obstacles with the force of a broken bamboo, descending absolute punishment.

Above the sky, the sound of warships cracking appeared, and cracks on the sails appeared continuously.

Difficult to sustain.

"Hahahaha, hahahahaha!"

Countless locusts gathered into the silhouette of the Berserker Sin-Bearer, Su Jianuo laughed until he was bent over, unable to stop: "A bunch of dog-haired broken families, still thinking about climbing relationships in the sacrificial temple, not even looking at whether people recognize you, hahahahahaha!!"

Old dog? Old dog, speak! Old dog, why aren't you making a sound?"

Anguo was furious in his incompetence, unable to even make a sound, only able to forcibly maintain the stability of the incarnation, holding on against 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 Flame above the high tower lift again.

Looking down at the entire Rift Realm.

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

Instantly, all intruders were locked on!

Immediately after, infinite black lines erupted, 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 Su Jianuo, who was still watching the fun!

Why are you laughing?

I only took care of slapping him, I haven't slapped you yet, right?

You die first!

"Screw..."

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

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

And above the black tower, who knew how many faces were added as embellishments.

The entire Rift Realm, as if in the shroud and piercing of black lines, turned into a hell on earth, turbulent everywhere, and everyone was unable to take care of themselves.

Su Jianuo's expression twitched, and twitched again, feeling a chill.

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

If he didn't leave, it was quite possible there would be no...

Hmm, there really was no chance.

In that instant, he sensed that the black lines extending from the floor tiles beneath his feet had already silently entangled his legs.

And there were more, already blocking all directions.

Su Jianuo roared, blood fire rose, and his body expanded again.

Repeating the old trick.

A strange, semi-transparent 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 right at the moment his change was about to happen, in the clusters of black lines, a blade of spiritual quality appeared out of thin air, piercing his body!

Chunjun!

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

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

Causing his movements to stall for an instant.

Immediately after, a third hand appeared from the black lines, holding a strange scarlet long sword with two strange emblems on the sword ridge, and in this instant, it pierced into his heart!

Panying!

While the blood fire of the same source erupted, it merged into his body, and immediately after, the two emblems of the sacrificial master on the sword ridge suddenly lit up, the inheritance of sores and fungal groups operated, brutally devouring Su Jianuo's spiritual quality, leaving behind unhealable wounds and virulent poison spreading and entangling like mold!

That familiar and strange feeling, in the moment of astonishment, made Su Jianuo suddenly terrified, recalling the old enemy———Pacquiao!

Was that dog Pacquiao ambushing him?

No, wasn't Pacquiao already...

... dead?

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

Immediately after, it was the dissociation technique that had been brewing for a long time.

Jingzhen!

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

And countless black lines followed closely, deep into every corner of the soul and flesh, descending suppression and restraint 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 were already planted deep in the soul.

Hungry devouring, violent ravaging.

In the final moment, Su Jianuo wanted to look back, but before that, he rapidly shriveled and collapsed, dissipating into dust.

Behind the shattered silhouette, Ji Jue expressionlessly looked down, staring at the blade of Panying, but found that there was no change, and couldn't help but tsk.

Didn't hit.

The sacrificial master and the six evils he anchored had nothing to do with it. Although equally ferocious and greedy, unfortunately, they simply weren't willing to respond to Panying; the format was incompatible.

Wasted.

But there was no time to handle it finely now. After saving a few blessings, the rest were all thrown to the Tower of Darkness.

Soon, in the sluggish gaze of the survivors, a familiar face emerged again on the Tower of Darkness, and on the black lines, a trace of blood and brutal aura appeared out of thin air.

The Tower of Darkness towered, completely berserk!

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

While becoming increasingly berserk, it expanded further.

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

It was gradually completing itself...

Even though it was born incomplete.

Ji Jue sighed silently, regretful.

There is no greater shame than letting an artisan deliberately create a defective product. If there is a greater one, it is that this defective product originally had the potential to become Heavenly Craft...

This is what Ji Jue did.

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

Above, there were devices 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 were the Laws of Tian Tian Yuan everywhere 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 sacrifice, what was shaped was originally a terrifying result that combined the strengths of both Tian Tian Yuan and the Tower, the Supreme Good and the Great Sins.

Especially using the fulcrum of the Heavenly Pillar of the past as material, it naturally possessed excellent compatibility with the Unfinished Tower, and it was no exaggeration to call it an extension of Great Sins.

If it could be completely finished, it might be possible to use the entire Rift Realm as a container to hatch an incarnation of Great Sins in the human world, forever imprinting a part of the Unfinished Tower upon the present world!

But now it was only to this extent.

Solving such a batch of Sin-Bearers who didn't even have Heavenly Humans, and still having to be tied up, it couldn't even be described as a defective product.

It was completely a cripple...

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

Even, except for the black lines that made 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 slap himself a few times.

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 the meaning expressed by Heavenly Furnace.

【Catalysis】.

Instead of cleaning up.

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

Moderately increasing the heat can accelerate the precipitation and gathering of impurities. But if the heat is too much, everything in the furnace will be burned into unrecyclable trash.

The hardest part is not how to solve this group of guys, but 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 who is squatting outside the Rift Realm at this moment...

Before this, patience and restraint were necessary.

Ji Jue had to wait.

Boom!!!

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

Because every time a wailing shadow rose into the sky under the restraint of the black lines, another ferocious face would be added to the Tower of Darkness as an embellishment.

The sound of shattering rang out one after another.

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

actually revealing a trace of strange pure white.

It was instinctively leaning toward its prototype...

Even though it was ignorant and unconscious, emotionless and filterless, with the operation of countless Laws of Tian Tian Yuan and the supplementation of a large amount of life and souls, the so-called metamorphosis and evolution were naturally catalyzed.

Above the firmament, the reflection of the Unfinished Tower became increasingly clear.

The echoes between each other were still constantly climbing, and countless black lines wriggled, rising into the sky again and again, wanting to touch that unreachable shadow of Great Sins.

As if the high tower was constantly growing, getting closer to that mirror-like boundary bit by bit, trying to gather again.

And the gravity and psychokinesis emitted were also increasingly violent and insane.

Easily, it could completely annihilate an entire ruined city district, and the countless fragments swept up, sweeping across, could whip up a storm covering the entire Rift Realm.

"It is still constantly growing!"

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

Everyone's heart was getting colder and colder, unable to restrain the trembling.

It was already so exaggerated now, once it was completely finished...

"Duke Anguo, Duke Changle, what is the situation now, I'm afraid I don't need to say more..."

The Broken Wolf gathered with difficulty from the wriggling flesh, Xie He's face emerged from it: "If this continues, we will only sit and wait for death, being defeated one by one.

The Imperial Seal is right before our eyes, we must make a decision, right?"

Changle's expression was gloomy, cracks covered the puppet's face, and Anguo's incarnation was also struggling to sustain... The situation of the other surviving Sin-Bearers was not good either.

Now that they still retained their trump cards and were unwilling to change the situation, it was less because they didn't want to lose, and more because they didn't want to let others win.

And what truly made them change their minds was the distorted face of Su Jianuo on the high tower, and the figure that had just been dragged into the tower amidst screams...

The old-school Transcendent who had lived for so many years and was notorious, who had almost run out of the Rift Realm, was dragged back... and was swallowed whole, skin, meat, and core, without spitting anything out!

Immediately after, it evolved again!

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

"Xie He..."

Changle's puppet twisted suddenly, staring fixedly at his face: "Since you came following the Sower's orders and stirred up trouble like a shit-stirring stick for so long, you should show some sincerity, right?"

"Of course."

Xie He smiled strangely, but this time, he no longer hid, instead taking the lead to open his mouth, spitting out a small knife the thickness of a finger, swallowing and spitting like a snake's tongue: "However, there is only one chance like this... I ask everyone not to waste it!"

In that instant, under the entanglement of the long tongue, the small knife resembling a paper cutter 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 anyone else, but pointed toward the distant Tower of Darkness.

Lightly, it slashed out.

In an instant, the sound of piercing shattering erupted from the Rift Realm.

The faint light on the small knife instantly dimmed, cracks appeared, it snapped, and there was no more strangeness to speak of. But in the direction the blade pointed, in the void, a flat cut suddenly opened.

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

Cutting the entire high tower in half at the waist!

The high tower shook, and immediately after, a loud noise erupted, 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, and in an instant, countless broken black lines wanted to reconnect, but the space that had split open was difficult to restore.

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

Opportunity must not be lost...

The moment they sensed it, everyone hesitated no longer and struck ferociously!

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

But within the shattered head, a strange lotus of flesh and bone suddenly bloomed. The lotus wriggled, spreading fragrance, layers of petals unfolding, 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 opened their eyes again and sensed all this, the sluggish faces were completely distorted.

Screaming, roaring, shouting, shouting.

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

"Kill me, kill me!"

"I screw your..."

"Hehe, hahahaha, hehahahaha!!!"

Under the looking down of the Evil Eye, all souls went berserk and insane, deep purple flames ignited in the souls, separating and struggling, backlashing the high tower.

Blood wind gathered, flames burned from mid-air, spreading, turning into a giant sword———the Sin-Bearer of Blood Eye raised his hands, the power of the Berserker appeared, turning into a blade, slash!

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

Exploded!

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 drum of breaking the formation, Duke Anguo's incarnation expanded, his palm reaching toward the sky, and a meteorite resembling a star broke through the air and arrived, clenching tight.

Smashed down!

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

And right behind Duke Changle, three Sin-Bearers suddenly stiffened in place, dumbfounded, unable to react.

"Thank you for your hard work, sacrificing yourselves 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 wailing, blessings shattering, life burning out, all the essence, past and even future, gathered in the palm of his hand.

Incomparably dazzling fierce 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 Sin-Bearers 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———stealing all their future, and then discounting it tenfold to the present.

Squeezing, releasing!

Ejected...

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

Immediately after, a pitch-black mushroom cloud soared into the sky.

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

In an instant, who knew how many moves were poured into the Tower of Darkness, and one could only hear the sound of shattering and collapse continuous and endless.

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

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

Blood tears flowed down from within.

Finally, after emitting a wail that seemed like unwillingness and venom, it collapsed with a loud noise. 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, who knew how many people danced with joy, 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 high-spirited combination technique!

It is a pity that, accompanying the collapse and annihilation of the high tower, the beautiful time like a dream ended.

The magic of friendship shattered instantly.

Without any stalling, without any hesitation, the drums above the firmament rang again, Duke Anguo's incarnation lifted his hand again, clenching a star that was increasingly scorching and violent.

Smashed down!

And right beside Changle, three Sin-Bearers were already wailing, falling into his palm, squeezing, overdrawing, plundering, erupting.

Slender fingers pointed toward the firmament!

Boom!!!!

The meteorite and the fierce light collided. Amidst the violent air waves, the massive sacrificial temple instantly spread cracks, and the terrifying residual heat and impact were the first to completely evaporate the few figures who rushed up.

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

"The Imperial Seal!"

The Berserker Sin-Bearer laughed, already rushing straight toward the collapsed hall, the circle realm unfolded, hard-topping this impact that was enough to make him vanish into ashes.

Then, holding that jade box in his arms!

And immediately after, right under another space crack that bloomed out of thin air, it broke at the waist!

In the blood water, Xie He's wolf-like face extended, reaching out, grabbing toward the jade box, not caring about the burning of the Emperor's majesty upon it.

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

Facing him, he saw the sky-covering torrent of thunder!

The Sin-Bearer of Rotten Wind had already been brewing for a long time, the essence of Nether Frost appeared, erupting without mercy, covering everyone within it.

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

At this moment, sensing the malice of everyone, 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 was not that he couldn't see through the intentions of this dog thing, but that he absolutely could not allow such a good opportunity to slip away before his eyes. The cloud incarnation expanded suddenly, turning into a giant, arms reaching out, forcibly clenching the tiny jade box.

And in the other hand, a star was held.

Smashed down!

Hard-shaking the impact from all sides.

"The Great Unification is with me!!!"

Amidst the wild laughter, Anguo squandered all his accumulation, extravagantly throwing down meteorites one by one, the other hand wanting to open the jade box.

But 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 in his arms that was so familiar.

"Get, back here!"

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

But, behind Changle, the Master of the Wulou Temple turned back, the flesh lotus lifting its eyes again.

Locked on.

Evil Eye, descend!

Soul riot!

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

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

Space twisted and confused under the reflection of the mirror surface, and Xie He was forcibly pulled back in front of Changle, immediately after seeing his lifted palm.

Grabbing toward himself!

Even before touching, he was hair-raising!

Once grabbed, all his everything 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?? throwing the jade box in his hand!

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

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

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

Clenching the jade box!

Got it!

Anguo didn't even have time to be overjoyed before he heard the loud noise behind him.

Explosion without warning!

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

His smile stiffened on his face.

The cloud incarnation was rapidly dissipating, and even, couldn't hold a mere box.

Could only let it fall, falling into Changle's hands.

"Sorry, I also mixed some sand into Duke Anguo's subordinates."

Changle grinned, smiling contemptuously, "It seems this time, I am ultimately a move higher..."

"You bitch!"

Anguo's only remaining cloud incarnation expanded suddenly, 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.

Looking down, he saw the blade piercing from his chest.

From behind.

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

——Wuyou!

"Hahaha, hehe, hahahaha..."

Wuyou's expression was distorted, laughing wildly, insane and wanton, his disheveled appearance resembling a mad demon. At this moment, when he received the box from his hand, he couldn't help but dance with joy.

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

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

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

Amidst the hysterical wild laughter, he held the jade box with both hands, lifting it solemnly, opening a crack.

Then, right in that instant...

His smile stiffened on his face.

His pupils gradually widened.

Almost forgot to breathe!

Is this right? This, this this... right. Right, right, it's right, but... it's not right! Not right, not right, not right, not right!

This is not right!!!

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

In this instant, Lord Wuyou's eyes were about to split, his expression ferocious.

Clearly, it kept shining before this, and even the marks and scenes could be seen, but why... why...

———Why is this box empty?!

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

Immediately after...

Snap!

A burning hand pierced through his chest, clenching that heart, and squeezed it to pieces suddenly.

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

Ji Jue!