Just when the atmosphere was so tense it was almost maddening, the three of them made their move at the same time.

"ah--"

"snort--"

"drink--"

The three great emperors' powers collided with a deafening roar.

Instantly, the world was restored to its former glory, and the entire Phoenix Valley was reduced to ruins in an instant.

After using her ultimate move, Xu Fenghuang was ultimately outmatched. She coughed up a mouthful of blood and immediately used the force to transform into light and escape into the distance.

"Can they get away?"

Tianxie Xuanwang roared in anger and was about to give chase.

But suddenly a pale blue magic circle blocked their path.

"Kill them!"

At the same time, countless soldiers from Bashu and Xiliang rushed out from all directions, fearlessly blocking the path of the two emperors of Jiuyou.

"Insects deserve to die."

Luo Manying let out a sharp cry, her long sleeves fluttering freely in the wind like a fairy dancing gracefully.

Anyone who came into contact with it would explode and die like a firecracker.

Tianxie Xuanwang also wielded his evil blade, moving through the crowd like a ghost, slaughtering the approaching soldiers with abandon.

In an instant, the ruins of Phoenix Valley were transformed into a bloody killing hell.

...

Above the Western Liang Prince's Palace, a beam of light landed, revealing Xu Fengqing's figure.

"Uh, pfft..."

As he stepped onto the ground, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Damn it, I never expected that it would be Jiuyou who ruined my grand plan in the end. If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have let them expand their power in their territory in the first place."

Under the bombardment of the ultimate moves of the Two Emperors of the Nine Netherworlds, Xu Fengqing felt his life force rapidly draining away.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and strolled toward the gate of the Prince's Mansion.

"Hmph, I have not lost yet. As long as I can absorb it... I will surely lead my army south and become the Lord of the Holy Domain!"

He slowly pushed open the door to the inner chamber of the palace and pressed a mechanism on a table.

As the door to the secret chamber slowly opened, what came into view in the dimly lit space was an old man who looked terrible, sitting motionless on the throne with a blank expression.

He was Dong Zhongying, the King of Xiliang.

Xu Fengqing walked towards him step by step.

"You are the last trump card that my father arranged before his death. As long as I absorb you, I... I will definitely be able to turn the tide..."

Just as Xu Fengqing was channeling his inner energy to absorb Dong Zhongying, a familiar guqin melody rang out outside the secret chamber.