"How dare you, a scoundrel, call yourself the Mist Emperor? There is only one emperor in the Abyss, and that is the Abyss Emperor!"
A thunderous sound that shocked the soul emanated from one of the light pillars, like a royal decree, directly sentencing the Mist Emperor to death.
Anyone who dares to call himself the emperor in this world will be punished by the Pure Land God. This is a great disrespect to the Emperor of Mist and a blasphemy to the faith of the people of the abyss.
Four figures slowly descended from all directions. They were the four great priests of the Pure Land. This time, all four of them moved together, creating an unprecedented formation.
After Yuchi Nanxing returned empty-handed last time, although Jingtu did not take any further action and appeared very calm, in fact, Yuanhuang was already furious and was very disgusted with the existence of the so-called Wuhuang.
The Mist Emperor could actually control the Abyss Dust and the Abyss Beasts. This horrifying thing also caused a huge shock to the Abyss Emperor. With his millions of years of knowledge as the son of the God of Creation, he could not understand how the other party did it. Theoretically, such a thing was absolutely impossible.
Because the essence of Yuanchen is the power of destruction, only the ancestor god who created this world has this great power and can control this destructive power.
Therefore, although Emperor Yuan did not take any further action, this matter became a thorn in his heart. It was beyond his control and uncontrollable factors occurred, which was unacceptable to him.
The Great Desolate Priest slowly descended, and a wave of Great Desolate power derived from the Great Dao Buddha Art completely enveloped Yun Che. This was the Great Dao Buddha Art in the state of a True God, which had reached the highest realm and the strongest recovery ability. At this moment, it acted on Yun Che, and the injuries that were visible to the naked eye were improving. In an instant, there were no more external injuries.
“Your boy has such great attainments in the Great Buddha Sutra. It’s astonishing that you’ve reached the highest level of the mortal path at such a young age.” The Great Desolate Priest could not help but admire Yun Che when he felt the power of the God of Desolation coming from his body. If Yun Che had not also cultivated the Great Buddha Sutra, the recovery effect would certainly not be so good.
"Hey, Dahuang, I was the first one to set my eyes on Meng Jianyuan, so don't try to get anything from him." Seeing that the situation was not good, the priest Liu Xiao immediately declared his sovereignty over Yun Che. Yun Che was like a true god in the culinary world, so how could he let others snatch him away?
"Hmph, I'm not that boring." Dahuang snorted coldly, not arguing with Liu Xiao.
The four great priests arrived, and they seemed to not take the existence of the Mist Emperor seriously at all. They still looked relaxed, because they firmly believed that in the world of the abyss, except for the Abyss Emperor, no one could break the barrier of the barrier cast by the four of them, not even the six countries and seven gods.
"You have been fighting for millions of years. We have important matters to attend to today, so just calm down for a while." The Lingxian priest held his forehead and sighed, unable to stand these two old stubborn people.
"Emperor of Mist, your true face will be revealed today. You have previously blasphemed the power of Emperor Yuan and misled the people with false words, which is a capital crime!" The priest Wandao shouted and cast his gaze on the Emperor of Mist who was in the center.
"This formation is called 'Twilight of the Gods'! As its name suggests, even a true god trapped within it cannot escape, and can only wait in agony and emptiness for death. Unless you possess power approaching that of the Creator God, there is no way to escape."
This formation is the most proud masterpiece of the Wandao Priest in the past million years. It gathers all his formation wisdom and can be said to be a culmination of his work. Even Emperor Yuan was amazed by it. If it were not for the Nirvana Demon Reversal Pearl and the Panming Poxu Mirror, Emperor Yuan would not have been able to break free.
All the abyss beasts and abyss ghosts in the barrier were completely sealed. The endless group of abyss beasts had lost their original deterrent power at this moment, as if they had become sculptures on display. People who saw this scene would only feel shocked, but not frightened or scared.
The gray eyes in the center that exuded world-shaking power were also frozen. It seemed that the Mist Emperor was not so powerful that he could break free from the shackles of "Twilight of the Gods".
"Hey, hey, hey, you Mist Emperor, weren't you very arrogant just now? Why are you silent now? Is it because you are scared of us?" The Six Smiling Priests looked very proud. He felt that the Mist Emperor was nothing special. It was a waste of talent for the Abyss Emperor to directly send the four of them to attack this time.
The other three priests focused their attention on the Mist Emperor. How could an existence that could control the Abyss Dust and Abyss Beasts be suppressed so easily? According to one of the Abyss Emperor's speculations, this so-called Mist Emperor might have been born in the original Death Abyss, absorbing the power of destruction and turning it into his own strength. His upper limit of strength is unpredictable.
Yun Che opened his eyes, and the injuries on his body continued to improve. It must be said that the Great Dao Fu Tu Jue of the True God Realm had already transformed, and his recovery ability was terrifyingly strong. This made him feel even more solemn. With the body of the Great Desolate, coupled with this incredible recovery power, defeating Yuan Huang head-on was harder than ascending to heaven.
His current plan is to destroy the divine source first, delay the opening of the abyss transmission channel, and then continue to hide and improve his cultivation.
Yun Che knew that one day he would be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Ni Xuan of the past and become a Creator God-level being. By then, the calamity of the abyss would be completely resolved and there would be no more hidden dangers.
But this period of time may be hundreds, thousands or even tens of thousands of years. There are too many uncertainties during this period, so we cannot think too much about it now.
Yun Che's greatest hope was that Emperor Yuan would wake up in time and give up on going to the world of rebirth. Although this possibility was somewhat slim, he could not give up. He had to grasp any glimmer of hope.
"What's going on? It seems that we have only bound a body?" The Great Wilderness Priest frowned, because he carefully sensed and did not find any breath of life in the area surrounded by the gray fog.
"Is it possible that your perception of the power of the Great Wilderness has been blocked by Yuan Chen?" The priest Wan Dao obviously did not agree with the judgment of the priest Da Huang.
Just a moment ago, it was clear that the Mist Emperor's world-shaking might was about to tear Yun Che apart. They had already arranged Ragnarok in advance, and it would be activated in a matter of seconds. There was absolutely no way that the Mist Emperor could escape.
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