Volume 2, Chapter 455: One sword rules the world.

In the shrouded area, the power of order changed, and a new order belonging to the Heaven and Earth Sword Domain emerged here.

Everyone was shocked, their expressions changing from gloomy to bright.

“Damn it.”

They were invisibly locked by an inexplicable force. At this moment, the emperor's attack speed slowed down. Deep in their sea of consciousness, they could feel that their bodies were restricted by the power of the new order and even began to be imprisoned by it.

They had felt the power of this domain from afar before, but they were outside the domain and could only feel the oppression brought by the power of order.

But at this moment, as Ye Tingmu's realm was elevated to the peak of the Immortal Emperor, the scope of his domain directly covered the entire Heavenly Road, and they were captured by this domain without any escape.

Attacked by order, they felt despair at this moment, a despair that was like the gaze from God.

In just a moment, the Thirty Emperors' foreheads were covered with sweat, and they were even frightened to the point of breaking out in cold sweats.

There was still a hint of mockery in Ye Tingmu's eyes, and he raised the heavy sword Feng Chen high above his head.

Just look at them like this, "Feel the wrath of the strong."

"cut!"

He uttered a word and the sword fell.

In the sword domain, countless sharp winds turned into sword qi. Wherever they crossed, time was redefined and space was shattered. Ye Tingmu did not use much force in this sword.

But this sword strike heralded the end of the war.

The overwhelming sword intent was like a rolling wave, crushing everything that tried to stop it with ease.

"ah......"

“Save me…”

"run!"

At this moment they wanted to run, but it was too late.

Their Dharma images were torn apart, their bodies were torn apart, countless sword energies pierced through their bodies, and everything they relied on in their lives was completely shattered at this moment.

In just one breath, the thirty emperors were completely defeated, staining the sky with blood.

The so-called body of the emperor or the reflection of the heavens, was chopped into pieces by this sword.

The raging sword intent surged and continued to cover the thirty emperors. The people on the surrounding battlefields stopped fighting at the same time, and they stared blankly at the place covered by the sword energy.

What they saw was the cracked space and the shattered sky.

What they saw was the thirty most powerful emperors in their heavenly court bleeding, and now they were being held up and controlled by the invisible wind, hanging on the wall of the sky with their last breath.

They were in despair, and their faith was completely shattered.

"Still not working?"

"Haha... I lost. I lost again..."

"Where is the Immortal Lord? Where is the Immortal Lord..."

At this moment, although they were not dead yet and could still fight, they knew that they had lost.

With just one sword, Ye Tingmu killed thirty emperors. What kind of strength is this?

Such strength and combat power have exceeded their cognition. Is he really an emperor?

They didn't know, they only knew that at this moment Ye Tingmu was no longer someone that the people in this dimension could contend with.

His strength is unparalleled throughout history, surpassing the three giants of the past.

With this sword, he killed thirty emperors and also shattered the dreams of two hundred thousand people in heaven. At this moment, they didn't even have the thought of escaping.

The will to fight was ruthlessly extinguished.

Ye Tingmu frowned, but he didn't attack. Instead, he raised his sword and pointed it at the vast expanse of sky and green fields. He said loudly to the people in the Heavenly Court, "Those who surrender will live, those who fight will die. It's your choice."

Given his personality, he would have killed them all, but he once promised Luosha that if the people in Heaven were willing to surrender when the attack came in the future, he would let them live.

Rakshasa died because of him, and he owed him that, so he would go back to fulfill his last wish. If they were willing to surrender, he would not kill them.

The people of Broken Sword Mountain stopped and looked at the enemy in front of them. Will they surrender?

The people in the Heavenly Court looked at each other, and then looked at the thirty emperors who had been killed and controlled, with confusion in their eyes.

If they fight, death awaits them; if they surrender, the unknown awaits them. They may be released, or they may become slaves of Broken Sword Mountain. Any of these is possible.

But rather than death, they chose life.

Ye Tingmu's sword shattered not only their will to fight, but also their courage to die.

"I surrender!" An Immortal King threw away his weapon and chose to surrender. Although he was still unwilling and his words were full of loss, he had already made his choice.

With his leadership, the people around him no longer hesitated. One after another, they threw away their weapons and chose to surrender.

"I surrendered too..."

"I am willing to surrender."

"I surrender..."

The sounds of "I wish to descend" rose and fell, gradually becoming one and filling the sky here.

The sounds became more and more frequent, and louder and louder, accompanied by the sounds of falling weapons, and echoed for a long time.

At this moment, the remaining hundreds of thousands of people in Heaven chose to surrender.

This also means that in this battle, Broken Sword Mountain won and Heaven lost.

This monstrous beast that has ruled the world for 20,000 years collapsed today and will eventually become history. Today's battle is also destined to be recorded in the history books for future generations to study and admire.

The number of people may not determine the outcome of a battle, but strength can. Ye Tingmu reached the peak of the emperor and unified the world.

There was endless bitterness on Sikong Lei's lips. He knew that at this moment they were truly defeated, and he accepted the defeat wholeheartedly.

The same is true for the other emperors. At this moment, they have lost all their fighting power and can only wait for others to chop them down.

They seemed to have seen this day before in their dreams. They had thought that one day in the future they would be defeated by Zang. This was inevitable. From the moment Zang appeared and rose, they had expected this day to come.

So they tried every possible way to try to wipe him out during his growth, but they failed every time. It seemed as if God was always on his side, and every time it was just a little bit short.

Originally, they had lost all hope after the battle in Heaven. They should have chosen to surrender at that time, but at this moment, Ling Wanxiang came back. He brought Xi Hou with him, which rekindled the fire of hope in their hearts.

They thought that this time, they could finally break through the barrier that had blocked Broken Sword Mountain for 20,000 years, and they could also wash away all their shame.

But reality slapped them hard in the face again. They did not wait for the fall of Broken Sword Mountain, but waited for the despair on the road to heaven. They were defeated, and defeated completely.

With the help of God, they had not thought of any possibility of failure, but the miracle happened again and the failure was unexpected.

Sikong Lei lowered his head, and at this moment he calmly accepted the fact of failure.