Chapter 1510
Carved upon it were countless mysterious patterns.
Emitting a suffocating aura.
Seeing this scene, Ancestor Hongmeng's eyes blazed with sharp light.
"Kill!"
At the same time, he punched toward Zhenyuanzi.
At this moment, Zhenyuanzi had lost all combat ability.
As he felt the breath of death drawing ever closer.
Who had any concern for anything else?
"Boom!"
Ancestor Hongmeng's fist aura descended.
Zhenyuanzi's body was directly blasted flying.
His entire body was grievously wounded, near death.
"Daoist Zhen Yuan, let me take you away!"
Ancestor Hongmeng spoke slowly.
"No!"
Though he knew death was certain, Zhenyuanzi's eyes revealed reluctance.
"Hah! If so, then I'll take you with me!"
As his words ended, he reached out to grasp Zhenyuanzi.
Yet, just as his claw was about to touch Zhenyuanzi.
"Boom!"
A figure suddenly shot in from afar.
He held a long blade, his whole body radiating brilliant golden light, majestic and peerless.
"Han Emperor, save me!"
Seeing this, Zhenyuanzi cried out.
"Hiss!"
But before his words could finish.
A dazzling blade aura had already roared toward them.
"Crash!"
Ancestor Hongmeng had no time to block—he could only watch helplessly as the man slashed his shoulder.
Instantly, Ancestor Hongmeng was sliced flying.
Then he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Dare you oppose the Hongmeng Palace!"
At this moment, Ancestor Hongmeng was furious.
He never imagined.
That the natives of this Honghuang world would dare oppose the Hongmeng Palace.
"Hah! Old man, even if I die today, I will never submit!"
And at that very moment.
The figures of several other Zhiwei appeared instantly.
These were the allies Zhenyuanzi had summoned.
Upon seeing Ancestor Hongmeng, their faces lit up with joy.
"Boom!"
On Zhenyuanzi's side, another dozen figures materialized.
They lined up in a single row, standing in the midst of the battlefield.
Each of them radiated a powerful aura.
Causing Ancestor Hongmeng's pupils to contract sharply.
He had not expected that, beyond Liu Zheng, Honghuang harbored such experts.
Yet he was not afraid, for in his view, Liu Zheng had not arrived.
He still had hope of breaking free.
Thinking this, he spoke with icy eyes.
"You all deserve to die. Today, I shall utterly slaughter Honghuang to avenge myself!"
After speaking, Ancestor Hongmeng's Hongmeng Bell shot forth from his hand.
"Ding ling ling!"
The melodious Zhong Sheng instantly spread throughout all of Honghuang.
Everyone heard it clearly.
The Hongmeng Bell was said to suppress an entire realm.
Before the Hongmeng Bell, all their cultivation levels were suppressed.
And Zhenyuanzi and the others had already lost the ability to resist.
They could only submit to Ancestor Hongmeng's slaughter.
Ancestor Hongmeng's eyes revealed a cruel smile.
"Hahaha, today is your day of death!"
A trace of excitement colored his voice.
Then the Ancestor Hongmeng Bell began to sway once more.
Blood gushed from the mouths and noses of Zhen Yuanzi and the others.
And the Hongmeng Supreme grabbed the Ancestor Hongmeng Bell in one hand.
Preparing to take it from him directly.
Just at this moment, a flat, indifferent voice rang out.
"Who gave you the nerve to run wild on my territory!"
The voice was steeped in an icy chill.
Then, a towering figure appeared within everyone's line of sight.
This person was none other than the Great Han's Emperor Liu Zheng.
Once he appeared, he walked over slowly.
At this moment, the Hongmeng Supreme's heart could not help but jolt.
A look of horror surfaced in his eyes.
He had not expected Liu Zheng to truly arrive.
Moreover, upon seeing that Liu Zheng had actually broken through to the Hongmeng Supreme realm.
The shock on his face was impossible to conceal.
He truly had not expected it.
In such a short time, this Emperor of Han had actually become a Hongmeng Supreme; no wonder the Ancestor Hongmeng Bell had been so easily damaged in the other's hands.
And in Zhen Yuanzi's eyes, an excited look appeared.
He finally did not have to die.
Then, he respectfully opened his mouth to speak.
"Emperor Your Majesty, Xie Xienin for saving me!"
His voice carried a thick sorrow.
1189 — Standing Against the Hongmeng Palace
If Liu Zheng had not arrived, he would surely have died without a doubt.
End of Chapter
