Click! Click! Click!
Three consecutive shattering sounds echoed between heaven and earth, and Ling Sanqiu, who had been frozen in place, finally made a move.
The ancient longsword, shrouded in ominous black light, suddenly shattered into countless fragments, as if it could no longer withstand some immense force.
At the same time, Ling Sanqiu's body began to undergo astonishing changes. His skin seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, with hideous cracks spreading across his body, from which blood gushed out, instantly turning him into a blood-soaked figure.
Instead of flowing freely, this imperial blood condensed in the air into thick clouds of blood mist, spreading around and creating an eerie and bloody atmosphere.
This situation undoubtedly brought great joy to Zhou Xingdou's side, after all, the opponent's strongest fighter, the former Xuan Tian Three Heroes, and the one who opened the heavens and pierced three autumns, was now either dead or seriously injured.
However, Stephen Chow's face did not show any joy; instead, it looked extremely ugly.
Even he himself was not clear about the power of his punch just now, but it seemed that it was still not enough to kill Ling Sanqiu.
As long as Ling Sanqiu doesn't die, then they are the ones in danger now, because even a dying Quasi-Emperor at the Tenth Transformation stage is still unstoppable when Zhou Xingdou has lost all his magic power and the Star Nether Guard can no longer possess him!
Ling Sanqiu, covered in blood, rose and fell with his rapid breathing. Zhou Xingdou's punch had almost killed him. If Zhou Xingdou hadn't been unable to continue, he would have surely perished today.
Even now, the fear of that punch still lingered in his eyes. That punch, which was almost at the pinnacle of power, could probably only be delivered by an emperor!
But then, Ling Sanqiu suddenly burst into laughter. His laughter was like thunder, resounding throughout the heavens and earth, the sound waves transforming into tangible power, each sound stirring and shaking the world.
However, there seemed to be an indescribable bitterness hidden within that laughter.
Immediately, a blood-curdling, trembling sound resounded throughout the heavens:
"Ancient God! The deal is done. My true spirit is offered to Chaos!"
Ling Sanqiu's voice echoed in the endless void, carrying a sense of resolve and helplessness. It was as if he had made a difficult decision, a decision that would completely change his fate.
Zhou Xingdou's face, which was as pale as paper, was terrified. How could he not know what Ling Sanqiu's words meant?
"Master Jingtai, Ling Sanqiu is about to enter the Emperor Realm! Quickly help me restore my life essence!"
Upon hearing this, Tianfozun's expression trembled. Zhou Xingdou's words were like a thunderclap in his mind, leaving him no time to think. He disregarded the need to balance interests and immediately obeyed Zhou Xingdou's words, ignoring the damage to his own essence and injecting his own life essence into Zhou Xingdou's body.
After that punch, Zhou Xingdou's life essence was exhausted. Otherwise, how could he have used the Heavenly Buddha to keep him alive? With his regenerative ability, he could recover instantly once his life was completely destroyed.
But now, not only is the life essence exhausted and the secret technique cannot be used, but even his own regenerative power is suppressed by the ominous power on his wounds, so even taking precious medicine is useless.
The only way is for someone to forcibly infuse him with life essence; otherwise, even he would not be able to recover from such utter devastation.
As Zhou Xingdou expected, as soon as Ling Sanqiu finished speaking, it was as if a mysterious and powerful shackle on his body had been suddenly broken.
In that instant, the entire Primordial World trembled, as if it were witnessing a world-shaking transformation.
The vast expanse of heaven and earth was enveloped by the Great Dao of the Heavenly Blade. The endless, sharp, and supreme blade intent, like a torrent that pierced through the ages, stretched across the eternal sky, shaking the hearts of everyone present.
At this moment, Ling Sanqiu exuded an unparalleled, supreme imperial aura. A power that surpassed heaven and earth and all living beings was constantly brewing and accumulating around his body.
The wounds on his body miraculously healed instantly, and he became no longer ordinary, but sharp and unparalleled, like an unshakable mountain overlooking all living beings.
The current Ling Sanqiu is like a divine sword that splits the heavens and earth, or an emperor revered by all. His presence exudes an indescribable awe-inspiring majesty, as if he were the ruler of this world, controlling all life and death.
However, at this very moment, at the pinnacle of all paths, the Heavenly Dao suddenly appeared, its sacred voice resounding throughout the entire world, like a great bell, ruthless and indifferent:
"The will of Heaven has not yet appeared; those born in the Primordial Era must never claim the title of Emperor!"
This sacred voice of the Heavenly Dao carried supreme authority, just like the operating rules of the entire world. With just one word, the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth Blade, which spanned billions of miles, instantly collapsed, and all the strange phenomena came to an abrupt end when this sacred voice of the Heavenly Dao rang out!
The supreme divine might that had been continuously accumulating within Ling Sanqiu's body suddenly came to a standstill, and his aura rapidly declined, like a mountain collapsing. His majestic and imposing, emperor-like demeanor appeared incongruous in the face of this divine voice.
Before the path to becoming the Great Emperor could be opened, he was struck down by the Heavenly Dao, causing countless living beings to lament his fate.
Ling Sanqiu's expression wasn't too surprised; it seemed everything was within his expectations. As he looked at his body, a smile appeared on his lips.
A hint of joy and fervor flashed in his eyes:
"Is this the power of a Great Emperor? Even a Great Emperor who is merely incomplete has already surpassed countless Quasi-Emperors!"
Ling Sanqiu was well aware of the rules of the Initial Yuan Emperor. Everything was within his expectations. For him now, the power of the incomplete emperor was enough, since his only obstacle was Zhou Xingdou.
Once this matter is settled, he can go beyond the realms to complete the Imperial Road.
Feeling the power he had longed for so long within him, Ling Sanqiu's heart swelled to its fullest extent.
Although Lord Luo was under immense pressure from the suppression of the Floating Pagoda, he was overjoyed at Ling Sanqiu's ascension to Emperor status and immediately shouted to Ling Sanqiu, who was enjoying the surge of power:
"Lord Ling, please help your subordinate!"
Ling Sanqiu's face immediately showed displeasure, and he looked at Luo Anzhu with a cold gaze:
"You should now call me Holy Lord!"
But then he looked at the towering, boundless pagoda and sneered:
"How dare this creature from another world act so arrogantly before me!"
As he spoke, Ling Sanqiu casually waved his hand, and in an instant, the heavens wept blood and the great Dao of heaven and earth wailed. A supreme blade of light, filled with overwhelming power, directly struck the Floating Pagoda.
Buzz!
The towering and boundless ancestral pagoda trembled violently at this moment, letting out a loud lament, and was instantly powerless to resist as it was struck into the void and disappeared without a trace by the blade's light.
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