In this way, under the stunned gaze of everyone, a trace of micro light rose towards the sky, slowly unfolding. Eventually, amidst that absolute darkness, it engraved a silhouette of past glory.
It was as if the remnants left by an ancient seal.
Fleeting and epheral.
Yet enough to discern the words on it...
——[Eternal Heavenly Destiny, Everlasting Through Ages]!
In that mont, within the sudden suffocation, all observers were abruptly stunned.
Imdiately thereafter, openly and secretly, the Imperial Federation, Thousand Island Central Earth...
All those who understood this aning could no longer restrain themselves, abruptly standing up.
Then...
Complete madness!!!
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"Heirloom Seal! Heirloom Seal!!"
In the ruins outside the temple, the dazed Wuyou Duke had not yet recovered from his fright, his gaze was already fixed on that flash of light.
His eyes turned completely crimson, like burning flas.
It wasn't just him, at the mont of perceiving that trace of light, Changle, An Guo, many Great Evils who had ventured into the Crack Realm, and even the observers surrounding the Crack Realm couldn't help but be shocked and lost their voices.
The absolute authority left behind by the forr Eternal Empire, the control and center of the Heavenly Origin Tower, linked with the current core of Superior and Great Evil!
"Changle!"
Among the many warships above the sky, the avatar of An Guo Duke descended once again, his voice hoarse: "We must not lose the scepter of the national law!
We both are remnants of the Empire, regardless of loss or victory, the victor still holds hope of reviving the Empire, but if we continue to fight now, are we going to let the opportunists reap the benefits?"
Changle's puppet eyes turned crimson, looking at An Guo, both of them instinctively reached out, clapping hands.
The mutant Heavenly Essence Law instantly intertwined with each other, setting limits.
Alliance!
More and more mad dogs will co from outside, with schers like the Seeder lurking, continuing to fight like dogs fighting each other will only make us a laughing stock...
The strategy now is to unite temporarily no matter who wins in the end, facing outward together!
First and foremost, to be excluded is the chaotic group sent by that Seeder...
The eyes of both instantly turned to Shekri.
Killing intent erupted.
The black sails of countless warships surged, connecting each other as one, conjuring out of thin air a gigantic figure of condensed darkness, with a massive hand carrying endless thunder and wind, striking down fiercely!
In the distance, Shekri, who was fleeing wildly, imdiately felt his soul flee from his body, dodging in a sorry state while roaring: "Changle Duke, An Guo Duke, why believe in others' instigations, Shekri respects the Saint's decree, it is to assist you both in achieving great deeds..."
"Enough."
Changle glanced at him, unwavering: "Honored Seeder's kindness, I sincerely cannot bear, even that fool Wuyou knew to guard against you bunch.
If there really is dedication in achieving great deeds, why not sacrifice here. When the Empire is rebuilt one day, perhaps I might consider posthumously bestowing so honor upon you."
The puppet motionless and indifferent, the hand behind clenched abruptly.
The dark maneuver left to release him from Duke Wuyou's restraint erupted instantly.
Shekri's movent halted, his body pierced by countless blades, instantly suffering a thousand cuts. And in the sky, the all-out attack launched by An Guo Duke's fleet struck down rcilessly!
Boom!!!
Behind the crack of the death wall, a vast square instantly revealed a deep fissure, earth fire gushing, thunder clashing.
Amidst the piercing screams, Shekri turned to ashes and smoke.
But imdiately, countless ashes surprisingly began to contract again, surrounding a strange seed of flesh and blood, converging to form!
"I'm, I'm still alive... Hahaha, hahahaha, hahaha!!"
Shekri danced with joy, nearly moved to tears, not by his survival but by feeling the power continuously erging within him: "This is the Saint's Divine Power, the Saint, the Saint... the Saint has not abandoned !"
At this mont, fragnts of broken bandages stretched out like chains.
Revealing beneath them a grotesque decaying flesh, half-human and half-wolf, strands of blood-stained hair extending, unfurling, emitting layers of a brilliant green glow.
The face, part human, and part beast, lifted again, grinning, exhaled a bizarre breath.
Opening its mouth, it roared.
The power of the epidemic seed erupted suddenly, unleashing a catastrophic green storm, where everything in its path seed to age rapidly and, under the ruthless erosion of ti, turned to ashes.
With his actions, booms continuously resounded throughout the temple city.
The dark maneuvers he planted along the way were fully detonated, sprouting masses of wolf blood, rising and spreading poisonous miasma.
Miasma filled the air, sweeping over the entire Crack Realm.
Every warship attempted to rise cautiously, trying to evade, yet the people on the decks lted away silently, their flesh turning into pus, even the dry bones beca new sources of infection.
Not even a single move was made, just a distant glance, and patches of blue-black appeared on Changle's face, sores growing out, emitting decay.
The shadow of the tower trembled violently, dispelling most of the wolf blood erosion, while the Heavenly Essence Law within the temple entangled Shekri like maggots on bones, but a hazy glow erged on his body, under the Saint's bestowed blessing, excluding all suppressions of Tian Yuan, unfettered evermore.
The sound of cracking continued, crimson storms surged like torrents from outside the Crack Realm, spreading wantonly, with countless locusts recklessly flooding throughout the Crack Realm, penetrating everywhere.
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