No one knows the extent to which the Witch Emperor has recovered, but in Wu Wei's previous assessment, the Witch Emperor should still be far from his peak, otherwise the Witch Clan would not have waited until King Zhou Yi left before launching a counterattack.
But at this moment, the human kings and nobles realized that Wu Wei's judgment was greatly flawed.
Even though the Witch Emperor has not yet recovered to his peak, he has absolutely already truly possessed the status of an emperor.
Across countless layers of space, the Witch Emperor, relying solely on a projection of his soul's fierce roar, caused the human kings and nobles to fall and be thrown into chaos. The Witch Lord, too, paid an unknown price to extinguish the chaos.
However, the Witch King's methods did not stop there.
When the crimson light spread across the heavens and earth, Shen Qian truly realized how vast the gap was between him, empowered by his Emperor-like state, and a genuine Emperor-level powerhouse.
The mere manifestation of an emotion transformed the vast expanse of land into a red cage.
Shen Qian was at his weakest moment, and his eyes were instantly stained crimson. His heart was filled with inexplicable madness, making him want to destroy everything around him, including himself.
Then flames actually started burning on his body.
Just then, a coolness suddenly spread throughout his body, extinguishing the nameless fire in his heart.
Shen Qian turned his head blankly and saw a small golden tower, similar in appearance to the Tower of Babel, spinning above his head, completely blocking the "power" from the Witch Emperor.
"This is my natal artifact, nurtured by the Tower of Myriad Manifestations. It can protect you to the exit. Go quickly, the formation is about to close... The Tower of Babel will be yours from now on."
Marquis Jinta gazed gently at Chen Qian with his eyes, which were tinged with a faint red.
"I……"
Shen Qian opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything; only the soreness in his nose became more pronounced.
Just as Marquis Jinta was about to turn around, he suddenly remembered something and laughed, "When we met at the Tower of Babel, you didn't actually tell me the truth, did you?"
Just as Shen Qian was about to speak, Marquis Jinta waved his hand, "This is not torture, there is no need to answer... Only after truly seeing the path of the Martial King did I vaguely understand where the White Emperor's despair came from. I do not know where the hope of the human race lies, but you have suffered. You will probably have to bear more than we have."
Jin Ta Hou gave Shen Qian one last deep look, left only one sentence, then turned around and strode towards the direction of the Wu Clan's powerful warriors, towards the source of the crimson.
"Don't blame yourself, just do your best."
Marquis Jinta laughed loudly, and with each step he took, his figure grew taller. Soon, his body became so large that it blotted out the sky, reaching a height of ten thousand feet.
The dazzling golden light pushed aside the crimson and also obscured Chen Qian's vision, making it impossible for him to see what lay ahead.
boom!
The small golden pagoda above also shone brightly, and then carried Shen Qian towards the teleportation array of the underground city.
Rumble!
Suddenly, a deafening roar came from behind. Shen Qian heard the roar of Jin Ta Hou or someone else, or perhaps the shout of several human kings and marquises. Immediately afterwards, a huge shockwave struck Shen Qian's back.
The Golden Pagoda artifact had already helped Shen Qian mitigate a lot of the damage, but the force contained in the shockwave was extremely terrifying, far beyond what Shen Qian could withstand at this moment. He felt his internal organs shake, and almost fainted while spitting out a mouthful of blood.
However, this shockwave also accelerated Shenqian's escape, instantly sending him flying tens of thousands of meters away. Shenqian's consciousness became blurred, and he was flying forward entirely under the passive propulsion of the Golden Pagoda artifact.
After an unknown amount of time, Shenqian's body suddenly stopped, crashing hard into something soft, and he heard a rapid shout in his ear.
"The enemy has emerged... Close the formation!"
Shen Qian struggled to open his eyes and found himself lying in Luo Shenbo's arms.
He had arrived near the original teleportation array of the city in the center of the earth. In mid-air, nine seals were floating. Around him, human kings and marquises such as Jiang Huan, Yun Tianbo, Huainan Gong, and Pingyang Bo were clearly visible. Their faces were gloomy, and no one spoke. They were just silently activating the nine seals.
The space was vibrating at a high frequency, and a light curtain was rapidly closing in from all directions, beginning to seal off the underground city that had become a ruin.
"No, Marquis Jinta, Fourth Senior Brother... they haven't come out yet!"
Shen Qian gripped Luo Shenbo's shoulders tightly and said.
Luo Shenbo glanced down at Shen Qian, then said softly, "They won't be coming back."
Shen Qian wanted to argue, but the golden pagoda artifact above his head suddenly lost its luster and fell into Shen Qian's arms.
Shen Qian was stunned.
This is the natal artifact of the Marquis of Jinta, meaning it is connected to his soul. Its current darkness undoubtedly signifies something.
Upon seeing this, Luo Shenbo sighed and then nodded slightly to the surrounding kings and nobles.
Without further hesitation, the kings and nobles exerted their strength, making the light of the Nine Directions Seal even brighter, and the light curtain sealing the earth's core accelerated once more, leaving only a hundred-zhang gap in the blink of an eye.
With his last strength, he looked up and peered through the gap into the depths of the subterranean city.
He didn't see any of the figures he had imagined. The last thing he saw was a dazzling seven-colored light, which spread outwards in a spherical shape like a nuclear explosion.
The entire subterranean city trembled, and even the light curtain that enveloped the entire subterranean area was shaken and shuddered.
However, the Dragon-Trapping Formation, which was set up during the reign of the Nine Kings, is the strongest existing formation on Earth. Although it shakes constantly, it is ultimately as solid as a rock.
Whoosh!
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