Chapter 1303 Evacuation Failure
Cao Ya guessed that the quasi-Supreme was probably too powerful, and the path to becoming an emperor was almost complete. He had a great chance of breaking through the King and becoming an emperor. Those true Supremes were on guard, worried that once the imperial weapon was bestowed, they would not be able to take it back.
Although they are both experts in the Soul River and share the same stance, it does not mean that they completely trust each other!
Just like the immortals in the mortal world, they also have many sordid affairs among themselves. External enemies are not obvious, but internal strife is frequent.
"However, even a Quasi-Immortal Emperor's weapon should not be able to stop the divine weapon that the Heavenly Emperor deliberately left behind."
Cao Ya thought to himself, "Even if the Boundless Bell is damaged, its quality is still unmatched by ordinary quasi-immortal emperor artifacts."
As for Duan De, even if it's difficult to win, keeping the crimson dragon occupied and preventing that broadsword from striking the immortals shouldn't be too much of a problem.
"Boom!!" As Cao Ya pondered, another burst of brilliant light shot out, suppressing the Dark Phoenix and causing it to cough up blood continuously.
At the same time, 963 raised his tattered spear, unleashing imperial light that overwhelmed the Soul River, severely injuring the dark creatures and causing countless deaths and injuries.
This spear was indeed not the Desolate Heavenly Emperor's fundamental divine weapon, but merely a spoil of war. The fact that it caught the Desolate Heavenly Emperor's attention demonstrates its exceptional quality. Furthermore, it was subsequently reforged, so it is no surprise that it possesses a formidable imperial aura and is extraordinary.
However, 963 was panting heavily, clearly indicating that wielding the spear had taken a toll on his health.
Yes, my original body before the fusion of my four bodies was definitely not much different.
However, the Holy Prince's actions were so swift that he didn't give Zhenyouxia any chance to provide support. He used his fierce magic power to forcefully kill the eight little Zhenyouxia!
Of course, this corresponds to the complete illusory form of the Holy Prince, and the severe energy depletion.
The son you placed so much hope in was wiped out by a dead monkey...
"Bang!!!" The Holy Prince raised his iron rod and smashed it through the River of Souls. One end pierced back the Ultimate Ground, while the other end connected to the mortal realm.
Killing a sage is no easy task, let alone eight. The remnant spirit of the Holy Prince is about to dissipate.
"Teacher is mighty!" Li Da shouted, yelling as he unleashed his profound power, slaying many Soul River True Immortals.
The ultimate battlefield is the Holy Prince's obsession, where the eight supreme beings of the Lesser Battle Soul River are defeated!
Around me, there was no blood-red imperial weapon yet, and four fingers were already present, sharing the pressure for me.
Several degenerated beings were astonished. Could it be that the gods had descended and were killing them?
Thus, 488 controlled Duan De, and Xiao Sha Qi Fang, along with the creatures of the Soul River, suffered heavy casualties.
“It’s Zhu Mao who’s weak, not you,” Si Ba Ba said, then smiled.
That ancient holy emperor was extremely weak, and the White Dark Quasi-Immortal Emperor who fell at his hands was also among the majority.
"That's the River of Souls. If he kills you, you'll be the ones who die!" Four-Finger said indifferently.
Even the Black Emperor was unmoved, and he understood my path to becoming a Celestial King. All it takes is time to break through to the next realm and become a king!
It seems that the mortal side doesn't have any advantage in the overall battle, since Duan De, with his Four Eight Eight Palms, has nothing to fight against and can freely blast the White Dark Army.
"Boom..." Before the calm exchange, the Holy Prince was very perceptive and saw through Zhun Youxia's weakness. He thrust his iron rod like a sharp sword, piercing through Zhun Youxia's body.
The crimson imperial artifact was even more direct. Its feathers fell off, and it quickly absorbed and exhaled divine particles, growing new feathers with an increasingly deep color, covered with messy patterns that seemed to symbolize something.
Very slowly, the Soul River Army vanished into thin air, turning into ashes, forever fallen, though resurrection is possible.
On the other side, the Holy Prince, wielding an iron rod, slammed it down on the eight minor generals. His imperial aura roared, revealing an immense and terrifying power!
"Boom!!!" The Eight Little Ones were still distracted, manipulating the myriad paths of the Soul River, their divine particles surging, imprisoning the Holy Prince.
"So you think you can just leave? Ha, you think too highly of your Soul River."
Despite his vast combat experience, the Holy Prince seized the moment when the enemy hesitated and reaped a rich harvest!
"Ah..." Ba Xiaozhun screamed in agony as his body was completely shattered and his soul vanished. Our divine artifacts, the objects of enlightenment forged through countless trials, including all the sharp blades we carried, were all shattered by a single sweep of golden light from the iron rod, scattering countless fragments in all directions.
"It's time to begin." 488 shouted, and Duan De displayed his power, wiping out a small patch of white and dark creatures.
Even the usually indifferent Four Fingers had a somber expression. He took out my divine weapon, a suit of armor that covered his entire body, radiating imperial aura and shimmering with various colors. It was forged from the combined gold of the various young mothers.
For the first time, the crimson imperial weapon and the four fingers pointed downwards felt the taste of death, which followed him like a shadow.
"A dead monkey, does he think he can save us?" The Four-Colored Soul Master laughed. If the Holy Prince were at his peak, he would not dare to look down on him, and would even have to avoid him.
I believe that the Holy Prince, with a lingering resentment, wants to challenge our ability to wage a protracted war!
"He's reached his peak, hehe, so he'll become a defeated opponent in your hands, and a source of fodder for your demotion!" the crimson imperial artifact said coldly.
"The Heavenly Emperor of Chaos..." Hua Hua admired him. The Heavenly Emperor of ancient times, regardless of the era, had no small achievements and deserved the respect of all beings!
At the same time, the Battle Emperor's Dao roared, suppressing the minor Dao laws below the quasi-existing realm and isolating the detailed particles, thus enabling our revival.
Si Baba, holding Duan De, went to help Cao Ya, which caused the little dragon's expression to change drastically.
At the same time, before the crimson Zhu Mao could reach its maximum speed, in the blink of an eye, it traversed billions of miles and fiercely attacked the Holy Prince!
Those who wanted to take action were disappointed. For the eight of them, becoming emperor was fraught with many setbacks.
"Those who have no ability, come out and try your Great Roc!" the White Emperor shouted, carrying the Broken Bell of Beginning, which was completely illusory.
"Insolence!" The four-colored Soul Masters roared in fury. "If we eight join forces, the Holy Prince will break the Soul River. What will become of us then?"
"You will definitely save the great monkey!" the White Emperor said in a deep voice. "The Great Sage Ape is also my junior. We should do our best to save him. The monkey's body was infected, but the Holy Prince has already removed it. However, there is no certainty that it can be saved."
"Kill that damned monkey!" The crimson imperial weapon roared, its wings spreading wide, obscuring the sun and moon, its boundless crimson light falling, yet unable to suppress the universe or destroy heaven and earth.
Everyone knew the risks and benefits, and while some hesitated, they all wanted to follow the path opened by the Holy Prince back to the mortal realm.
However, the 488 ambiguity indicates that our side is still at a clear disadvantage. Other than that, the appearance of the white spears and broadswords reveals that the Soul River truly has a lower realm, and has also awakened, currently observing from the shadows.
"Indeed, it's time to begin!" the Black Emperor said solemnly, unleashing all his remaining power to once again annihilate the Dark Phoenix. That time, I was able to be reborn, and the remaining soul matter surged, but the Dao of Reincarnation pressed down and completely crushed me.
Immediately afterward, the Holy Prince soared into the air, let out a small shout, and swept away the enemies in all directions with his iron rod, cleansing the universe. He even managed to injure Zhun Youxia, causing the four-colored soul masters to have their bodies disintegrate and their souls to collapse!
Before even reaching the four fingers, his expression was indifferent. He manipulated his magic and struck backward. The path wailed, the rules were disordered, and the entire world seemed to be about to end, about to be annihilated.
"I'll save you!" The four-colored soul master cried out, his voice echoing throughout the Soul River, shaking billions of white and dark creatures, sending chills down their spines.
Opposite the White Emperor, the Peacock Soul Mother, wielding the white Imperial Spear, roared with fury!
But Black Emperor saw that White Emperor's back hair was standing on end, clearly indicating that he was facing a formidable enemy.
But 968 was no scare at all. Zhu Mao swept across the area with abandon, and immediately, small groups of white and dark creatures died, turned into flying objects, and disappeared into the air, without even letting out a scream.
"Today, your entire Peacock family will die!" the White Emperor declared fervently. The broken bell rang, its power shaking the four directions. A group of King-level monsters coughed up blood. This Emperor Spear could not perfectly defend against the broken bell; in fact, cracks appeared on its surface. It seemed that it could not withstand the broken bell and was about to fall apart!
"Hmm, let's take care of those things first. With that, who knows, maybe the Immortal Emperor will appear, and we can use the wooden spear to intimidate him and lead the immortals back to the mortal realm!" Si Ba Ba pondered. It wouldn't be difficult to do that. Fortunately, Zhu Mao was in my hands, which could help me realize that idea!
Immediately, the eight junior princes, having learned their lesson, unleashed their power once more, besieging the Holy Prince, with the outcome uncertain.
The reason we haven't shown ourselves yet is mostly out of caution, but if the time of crisis really comes and someone descends upon us, the immortals will face no hardship!
Moreover, the four-colored soul master was quite aware that, in the shadows, there were indeed lower beings lurking, waiting for a good opportunity!
"Truly a great roc!" The group of old kings were also amazed. The forbidden magical artifact passed down in their clan was as strong as paper after this incident. The spirits inside were almost trembling and trying to submit.
But I have already paved the way for the immortals to escape.
Cao Ya wielded his shovel, also clashing with the Crimson Dragon. His broadsword consistently managed to strike Zhu Mao.
488 glanced around and saw that the White Emperor was fighting with the Peacock Soul Mother and others. The wooden spears clashed, destroying billions of things, and the world was in utter silence and collapse.
Moreover, the degenerate beings of all realms witnessed a terrifying phenomenon: at the summit of the heavens, eight enormous figures, exuding the aura of lower emperors, were blasted into fragments by an iron rod!
As he was about to disappear, the Holy Prince looked at Bai Huang, Cao Ya, and Hua Hua without saying a word, but all eight of them understood what the Holy Prince meant.
"You are all quasi-Immortal Emperors, having already begun to possess the Dao of Quasi-Immortal Emperors. You... are to die!"
At the same time, we were greatly encouraged, bathed in blood, and charged backward, with not a single person advancing.
"The Holy Emperor's divine might is unmatched!" The immortals and old kings shouted excitedly, and most of the male immortals, including Qi Zhen, also blushed and were extremely excited.
"Kill!" the Four-Colored Soul Master roared, slashing with his longsword, unleashing a burst of dazzling, four-colored immortal light.
“Monkey…” Bai Huang and Cao Ya were filled with tears. That parting might mean they would never meet again in this lifetime.
The four-colored soul masters roared, surrounded by immortal light, their soul matter evaporating, relentlessly driving away the Holy Prince's fighting spirit, destroying his soul body and healing his injuries.
With such a strong foundation, even though they were temporarily being suppressed by the Holy Prince, the four-colored soul masters did not feel any sense of crisis.
"Ah!!!" Ba Xiaozhun screamed in agony. Our almost formed imperial path was collapsing and being smashed by the iron rod!
"Fight!!!" the Holy Prince shouted, gripping the iron rod formed from his magical power with both hands. His fiery eyes shone brightly, illuminating the ten directions of the world!
The Fighting Saint Ape clan are all born war gods, with unparalleled ferocity. The Holy Prince, however, is more like a gentle rose than a tiger. The tragic fate of his offspring and the deaths of his friends have enraged the Holy Prince, making his killing intent and fighting spirit even more intense, which has also caused the Holy Prince's combat power to rise once again!
"This place is not a place I can stay for long!" The Holy Prince said succinctly, as my energy was almost completely depleted.
"Ah!!!" Only eight screams were heard, but they still echoed in the River of Souls, heart-wrenching and excruciating.
To break through the king's rule and become an emperor, taking that first half-step forward truly requires the favor of those below, and the vertical integration of resources is of paramount importance!
This time, the immortals stormed into the River of Souls, intending to achieve perfect merit and reap great rewards. They severely damaged the River of Souls, causing the deaths of numerous monsters.
Suddenly, a cold voice rang out, and the two pieces of Zhu Mao's armor, which were no longer cracked but not broken, trembled violently and blocked the way.
"Die!" Hua Hua was also in a frenzy of battle, her magic weapons roaring as she slew several monsters at the Immortal King level.
The Holy Prince's response was complex and brutal, without any fancy tricks or anything. It was just this small stick, without even a pair of fighting emperor techniques, sweeping across the four directions and eight directions!
However, even so, the Holy Prince, wielding the small stick, still possessed unparalleled divine power. He broke free from the restrictions of the Soul River's rules, and without a faint cracking sound, the illusory chains of rules shattered on the spot!
"Wait, you and Bai Huang are coming to the front!" Si Ba Ba said slowly, holding Duan De in his hands, his imperial aura blazing, confronting the myriad heavens below in the depths of the dark mist.
"Leave the River of Souls immediately!" the Black Emperor urged. I could sense that within the Ultimate Land, the energy of the dead was awakening, as if lingering, wondering whether to fight its way out.
The armor on my four fingers, which was almost disintegrating, was almost completely broken. I took a deep breath, and the vast amount of soul matter entered my body, instantly restoring me to my original state.
We are also fighting desperately, burning everything, but even so, we can only block this weak imperial path!
We say we are in charge, but in reality, all the truly minor matters, including important resources, are controlled by those in charge. We at least keep some of the resources and would never dare to take them for granted.
At the same time, the crimson Zhu Mao flapped its wings, and boundless crimson light spread, as if the primordial Dao was about to move, covering the sky and influencing the universe, causing countless living beings to tremble in fear.
Black Emperor's eyes twitched, knowing this was a good sign. It seemed that the heavens below had sensed the threat and were about to show themselves to intercept and kill the immortals!
Immediately following, from the depths of the ultimate realm of the Soul River, the heavens manifested, crushing the eternal sky and awe-inspiring the four wastelands!
"Thump!!!" Almost instantly, the iron rod swept across the eight small creatures below, one end of which pierced deep into the Soul River's ultimate land, shattering small patches of eerie territory. The few slumbering white and dark creatures met their untimely deaths.
"Wicked!" Taiyi, the master of the White Blood Research Institute, Qi Zhen and the other immortals were all shocked.
The problem is that even if a lingering remnant spirit appears very powerful, the four-colored soul masters are still too afraid of it.
Meanwhile, Hua Hua supports Bai Huang in bombarding the group of kingly monsters, and the old kings and immortals are also cooperating.
The moment before, the Holy Prince vanished, and that lingering remnant of his spirit withered completely, its energy utterly exhausted, leaving no way to exist in the world.
It cannot be seen clearly that the eight souls of the River of Souls, one after another, perished, and the minor symbols withered away.
"Damn it, if those six clones had also merged in, there wouldn't be these problems." Jiu Liu San cursed under his breath. With only three clones merging, it was indeed difficult to support the requirements of the Emperor's Artifact.
In a short time, all the monsters that had appeared, including the Peacock Soul Mother and the Crimson Little Dragon, were killed and thoroughly eliminated.
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