The backlash of the meridian-sealing curse was like a surging tide, gushing out from deep within their bodies and instantly sweeping over their entire bodies.
Each of their faces showed an expression of extreme pain, their facial features were twisted together, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down, soaking their clothes.
"What's wrong with me?"
Emperor Sun Tian let out a shrill scream, and the voice was filled with endless pain and confusion.
He could clearly feel that his vitality was being devoured bit by bit by the terrible backlash force.
What was even more terrifying was that he had no idea what was happening, as his body suddenly mutated without any warning.
And the other four Heavenly Emperors were obviously suffering the same great pain as him.
His body shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his skin quickly lost its luster, becoming waxy and withered.
His bulging eyes were filled with fear and unwillingness, but he was unable to stop this terrible process.
His strength was rapidly draining away, and the vitality in his body was dissipating bit by bit.
In the end, it seemed as if all his vitality had been drained from him, and his imperial body fell from the sky without a sound.
Until his death, he never figured out what had happened.
"Who is hiding here? If you have the guts, come out and fight me!"
Veins bulged on Emperor Zhao Tian’s forehead as he roared angrily towards the sky.
His body was shaking violently, and his bones were making crisp sounds, as if they would break at any time.
At the same time, hideous cracks appeared on the skin, and black blood oozed out of the cracks, emitting a foul smell.
The emperor's origin was rapidly weakened by the backlash. He tried his best to resist, but found that he was powerless to turn the situation around.
Emperor Zhou Tian was bound by an invisible force. That force was like tough chains, tightly wrapped around his limbs and bones, making him unable to move.
His body began to twist and deform, and his bones were squeezed so hard that they made a teeth-grinding crunching sound.
An expression of extreme pain appeared on his chubby face, veins bulged on his forehead, and he let out angry roars, but was unable to break free from this terrible restraint.
His strength was constantly being suppressed and his body was gradually collapsing.
In extreme pain, he suddenly thought of something.
"Could it be the meridian-sealing curse... backlash... ah!"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
It felt like there was a fire burning inside Emperor Wu Tian's body, and the burning pain almost drove him crazy.
His skin turned red and hot, and sweat evaporated into white mist.
But he didn't believe what Emperor Zhou Tian said at all.
It’s not that he doesn’t believe it, but that he doesn’t dare to believe it.
Everyone knows what the backlash of the meridian-sealing curse means; it means that the Li family has produced an Immortal Lord.
It also means that Li Lingge is very likely not dead.
But if Li Lingge really wasn't dead, and they besieged the Li family...
He didn't dare to think about what would happen next.
On the spaceship, the members of the major imperial clans were wailing.
They witnessed the tragic plight of the five Heavenly Emperors with their own eyes, and their hearts were filled with fear and despair.
They screamed in pain and fled all over the spaceship, but there was nowhere to escape.
That was the backlash force from their bloodline. No matter where they fled, they could not escape the backlash of their bloodline.
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