Prime Minister Li Dong ordered the various armies to converge at Tiexue Pass in the hinterland, ready to fight the enemy to the death. However, the enemy's offensive was as fierce as a storm, and the army fought and retreated, setting ambushes along the way, but still suffered heavy casualties.
Faced with the provocation of the Four Emperors, Prime Minister Li Dong stepped forward without hesitation, single-handedly challenging the four supreme Celestial Lords. The battle was fierce, and despite the desperate situation, Li Dong unleashed incredible potential, ultimately breaking through, entering the Emperor Realm, and severely inflicting a heavy blow upon the Four Emperors. However, his actions immediately angered the Four Emperors, and Netherworld Emperor Chen Ye attacked first, severely injuring him with a single blow and sending him into the Iron Blood Pass.
The Iron-Blooded War King and others immediately stepped forward, supported Li Dong who was vomiting blood, and looked at the Nether Emperor fiercely.
"The spiritual mines in the vast fairyland have been mined in large quantities, and the spiritual power is becoming increasingly thin. You can actually step into the emperor realm! You are really gifted!" The Netherworld Emperor stood in the void with his hands behind his back, with an arrogant look on his face.
"Where is Yingtian? Is he dead? If he's not dead, let him get out!" His voice exploded like thunder, shaking the entire Tiexue Pass violently.
"I'm afraid that if my emperor comes out, you'll be scared to death!" The Netherworld War King Leng Xuan responded viciously, his tone full of provocation and disdain.
However, the Nether Emperor flicked his sleeve lightly, and a dazzling divine light instantly burst forth, sending Leng Xuan flying. Leng Xuan slammed heavily into the tower of Tiexue Pass, collapsing to the ground and spitting blood. Sun-Chasing War King Lu Chen and Wind-Clear War King Yu Jinghong quickly helped him up, one on each side. Tang Pingcheng immediately ran over from Li Dong's side and administered a medicinal elixir to Leng Xuan, attempting to alleviate his injuries.
"My name is the Nether Emperor, and you actually dare to call yourself the Nether War King! I didn't cause any trouble to you, but you dared to take the initiative to get close to me!" The Nether Emperor's eyes were as cold as a knife, and murderous intent was already revealed.
Seeing the powerful Netherworld Emperor, whether it was the Five War Kings or the Celestial Demons of the Falling Demon Mountains, they were all intimidated by his powerful aura. They stared at him coldly, but they had no choice but to hope for the appearance of Emperor Yingtian.
The Nether Emperor turned his gaze to Tang Pingcheng again, stretched out his hand, and grabbed Tang Pingcheng by the neck, lifting him up. "You, a traitor, dared to deceive me, causing the tragic death of a great general in my quest to save you!" His voice was cold, low, and full of menace.
"Let him go!" Zhong Xitian and the Iron-Blooded War King shouted at the same time, their voices filled with anger and anxiety.
"Ancestor!" Everyone in Danxiao Sect glared at him, their eyes filled with worry and anger.
"Want to save him? Come on!" The Nether Emperor sneered provocatively, not taking them seriously at all.
The Iron-Blooded War King, the Qingfeng War King, the Dinghai War King, the Zhuri War King, Zhong Xitian, the Heavenly Demon Phoenix, the Heavenly Demon Bone Dragon, the Heavenly Demon Myriad Tribulations Tree, the Heavenly Demon Sky-Swallowing Clam and others came out one after another, each holding their weapons tightly, ready to fight with the Netherworld Emperor.
"Well, you are really brave! Let me see if you can save him!" The Nether Emperor sneered, with a trace of disdain in his eyes.
"Kill!" The Iron-Blooded War King roared, holding the Burning Heaven Sword. Everyone followed closely behind him, charging towards the Nether Emperor. One after another, incredibly powerful attacks swept across the heavens and earth, as if to annihilate everything.
"I'll kill you and see if those damned Yingtian and Qingzhu will come to save you!" The Nether Emperor snorted coldly, and his life-saving magic weapon, the Ghost Tower, flew out of his mind and enlarged in the wind. All kinds of powerful attacks were easily blocked by the Ghost Tower.
"Ten thousand souls devour the sky!" With a roar from the Nether Emperor, the Ghost Tower released millions of ghosts, forming a black tide that rushed towards everyone.
"Kill!" Everyone was surrounded, wielding their weapons and slashing at these powerful ghosts. However, there were too many of them, and they were in a panic, unable to kill them all.
"Crack!" The Emperor of the Underworld crushed Tang Pingcheng's neck and threw him down.
"Ancestor!" The disciples of Danxiao Sect cried out in pain and rushed quickly to where he fell.
Prime Minister Li Dong dodged and caught the falling Tang Pingcheng. He looked at Tang Pingcheng in his arms, only to see him spitting blood. He seemed to want to say something, but couldn't. Tang Pingcheng trembled and took out the fragments of the alchemy scroll in his hand, but before he could hand it to Li Dong, he died.
"Ancestor!" Everyone in Danxiao Sect knelt down and cried bitterly, heartbroken.
Before they could recover from their grief, figures were shot down one after another by the Nether Emperor. Like cannonballs, they smashed down straight on, creating deep craters throughout the city walls, and the Iron Blood Pass began to shake.
As the Iron-Blooded War King Nie Wuhen fell with his last blow, the Nether Emperor also collected all the wronged souls into the Ghost Tower. The tower shrank and fell into his hands. "A bunch of trash, far inferior to Yingtian and Qingzhu!"
Netherworld War King Leng Xuan's eyes burned with rage. He roared, "I'll fight you!" He held a bone sword, its blade gleaming with a dark and eerie light, as if imbued with endless resentment. He completely disregarded his own injuries and resolutely charged towards the Netherworld Emperor.
"Don't go!" Li Dong looked anxious and his eyes were full of worry. He wanted to stop Leng Xuan, but it was too late.
"Ants also dream of competing with the bright moon!" The Nether Emperor sneered, his voice like an icy blade, piercing everyone's hearts. He held the Ghost Tower in his hand, the tower emanating a chilling aura, easily deflecting Leng Xuan's bone sword. Then, he punched out, the massive shadow of his fist like a mountain crashing into Leng Xuan's face. The bronze mask on Leng Xuan's face cracked with a sharp, piercing sound, as if shattering his hopes along with it.
Li Dong thought to himself, "This is bad!" He quickly soared into the air, his figure flashing across the battlefield like lightning. He caught Leng Xuan the moment he fell, turned around and fled. However, the attack of the Nether Emperor followed him closely.
"Here you are! You still want to run!" The Nether Emperor threw another punch, the shadow of his fist crashing down on Li Dong's back like a mountain. Li Dong stumbled, a mouthful of blood spurting out of his mouth. Blood bloomed in the air like flowers as he slammed heavily against the wall of Tiexue Pass. He knelt on his knees, hugging Leng Xuan tightly, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, staining his armor red.
The generals around him hurried forward to check. At this moment, the bronze mask on Leng Xuan's head shattered, revealing his bloodless yet exquisite face.
"Leng Xuan, you..." Li Dong raised his head with difficulty and looked at Leng Xuan, his eyes full of heartache and guilt.
"Prime Minister, I... am unwilling to accept this!" Leng Xuan's voice was weak but firm. His eyes were fixed on the direction of the Nether Emperor, as if he was defending his last dignity with his life.
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