"Another one coming."
Sylvie raised her hand effortlessly, dodging the enemy's attack.
Zhu Qi's head floated in the air, licking his lips, "How could one be so strong? This skill reminds of the Emperor who reached the pinnacle of this path."
Boom!
The floating head stretched its hair, attempting to bind the opponent.
Sylvie didn't even leave her seat, following the sweep of the hair.
The hair entangled and condensed, like blades, spears, swords, halberds, a myriad of weapons unsheathed, entwining with the opponent's hair indistinguishably.
At this mont, Sylvie entered the Harmonization.
Like a cold and ruthless High-tier Dao consciousness, her battle talent was further enhanced by the wisdom of all beings, forming a constantly resident miniature "Gate of Truth."
She was a combat genius; her battle talent alone, in the Harmonization state, had already matched the Emperor.
"You all are really tenacious."
Sylvie remained seated, watching the Witch Emperor compete with her using hair.
She initially thought she had a steady chance of victory, and the opponent's defense was utterly ineffective against her.
She just needed to delay for a few dozen days, but she didn't anticipate the ergence of such a variable.
The Witch Emperor was still "alive," knowing the weakness of this race, and even conjuring an Ancestral Witch puppet with hopes of breaking her defense.
"Let's take action too!"
Ning Guochang stood up; the Witch Emperor had summoned almost all young True Gods, substantially reducing the number of people present, leaving just a few of them.
"Yes, we have to act," Angelle said softly.
At this mont, Sylvie single-handedly resisted the attacks of several others, relying on defense and pure martial force to counter.
With a loud boom, the great war erupted completely, shaking the land; evidently, Sylvie took each step defensively and began to take the fight seriously.
The three surrounded the Celestial Dao, appearing evenly matched.
Such a battle had already started to involve hundreds of loops of terror battle scenarios, stepping entirely into the level of mythological legends in the eyes of True Gods under ordinary hundred loops.
True Gods under hundred loops couldn't withstand a few moves.
Boom!
The current Celestial Dao remained on passive defense, black hair sweeping like countless palms, oppressive and terrifying as the endless dark sky.
And this battle would determine the fate of the entire world.
Whether to overthrow Celestial Dao and achieve human freedom.
That one was the true ruler of the world, the legendary Celestial Dao of the Martial Path continent.
"This scene is too terrifying; it will surely beco history!"
In the distance, Earth Wadon murmured, watching the battlefield, "A battle involving hundreds of loops of True Gods is already unimaginable."
Apocalypse Wadon said in a low tone, "Sylvie's situation is quite special; she accepts the empowernt of the will of all beings—a unique characteristic of their race. In the Harmonization, in so sense, she is no longer an individual life."
"Now, their combined power has already broken through the sixth shift."
Another Wadon raised the cara high, "But this is already the limit; reaching the sixth layer and the first layer has already been repaired. Their explosion is still not enough."
"Indeed, she's the behind-the-scenes manipulator that gathered all the heritage of an entire era, her accumulation too vast!"
Wadon continually docunts this historical myth.
It's extrely important, whether for the Martial Path continent, their Sylph Dark Night Elf Academy, or even modern Earth.
Wadon even plans to open another segnt.
To film this history and show it in modern Earth!
People living in this era have the right to know and start to understand this matter in advance.
After all, there is already an Earth which has appeared; perhaps soday, modern Earth suddenly appears as a Crystal Wall in the cosmic sky.
It's also possible a vast gigantic deity might descend.
Early preparation is a good thing.
"Where's Minis?" Earth Wadon aid the cara at the distant Elf Divine King, who was still sitting by and watching.
"Not sure what he plans to do."
Apocalypse Wadon frowned, saying, "Probably believes that even if he helps, he can't break through the last three layers, or if he breaks it, the opponent might have more than nine layers. There's insufficient certainty? Or perhaps it's to guard against the Emperor and Sylvie's next moves?"
"If Minis doesn't act, what about the Emperor?" Wadon asked.
"Who knows where that one went," another Wadon replied in a low voice.
"By the way, during their battle, I thought I heard soone coughing."
"Really?"
"I'm not sure; maybe I'm hallucinating because I miss the Emperor too much, or his cough has penetrated my bones, causing to fantasize?"
"In the rush of battle, there are only Sylvie, Ning Guochang, Angelle, Zhu Qi, and the Celestial Emperor; could soone be disguised as the Emperor?"
"That seems improbable."
"Though, is there a possibility those True God heads puppeteered by Zhu Qi, a Black Magic Master, are the Emperor??"
"I have goosebumps."
"Wait, I think I heard coughing again."
As the two discussed, in the distance, Sylvie suddenly was forced to leave her seat, standing up.
Clearly, she could no longer rely on her defense and act recklessly.
"Cross Bind!" Suddenly, Zhu Qi, the Celestial Emperor, shouted.
In an instant, strands of hair like a girl's braids ford various Chinese knots, chaotic networks, and ribbon loops, binding Sylvie's body.
"Now!"
Ning Guochang suddenly punched.
The terrifying fist shadow fell like torrential rain.
The three communicated little, but after cooperating for so long, they beca increasingly instinctively in sync, executing various moves.
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