The Emperor’s golden chains quivered slightly, and one of the paper people was yanked in front of Li Ping.
Unlike the others, this paper man showed little fear on his face; instead, he appeared listless and dispirited.
His thick eyebrows were upside down, giving him a somewhat ic look.
"To live?"
"Pelt gone, how can the hair cling? If the Xuanhuang World is all destroyed, where can you live!" The Emperor said coldly.
The thick-browed paper man forced a bitter smile: "Our Calamity Transcendence Sect’s strength is quite ordinary, if the Xuanhuang World is indeed destroyed, we have no recourse, do we? We can only accept it."
"You wouldn’t blame the Mortals of this world for not standing up to save the Xuanhuang World, would you? As much capability as one has, that much one should do..."
Li Ping didn’t argue with the paper man from the Calamity Transcendence Sect. The golden chains tightened slightly again: "All sharp teeth and a slick tongue, still unrepentant even at the brink of death."
Golden light slowly coalesced, from the thickness of chains to slender like threads.
Wrapping around the thick-browed paper man layer by layer.
Other captured paper men screamed and yelled in extreme terror.
Yet, the thick-browed paper man sat upright as if in meditation, his demeanor being solemn.
He muttered a chant: "Years turn to emptiness, Tribulation is eternal. Through myriad lives and a thousand tribulations, meld my golden body..."
The Emperor’s golden source energy, hitherto irresistibly effective, for the first time lost its potency.
Li Ping only felt the force applied on the thick-browed paper man being ingeniously dissolved by an invisible mastery.
Even absorbed by the opponent, being part of their foundation.
The golden threads slowly dissolved, and the thick-browed paper man remained immovable, the color on the paper man shifting from its old pale yellow to the dazzling gold of Essence of Source Power.
The onlooking stone tablet’s expression turned grave in an instant: "Friend of Uniqueness, be careful, this is precisely the Calamity Transcendence Sect’s Absolute Skill [Eternal Cataclysm], which can transform all the tribulations of this world into cultivation for oneself."
Li Ping sneered: "Nothing but a shrinking tortoise. You wish to use my power for Cultivation? Then let me oblige you!"
A dazzling golden brilliance, like that of Raging Flames, burst forth from the body of The Emperor.
The bright fire blazed, casting the entire space of the Calamity Transcendence Sect in a coat of gold.
As if condensing into tangible golden flames, all were channeled through the remaining chains into the paper man’s golden body.
The screams of the paper men, not the main targets of The Emperor but merely caught in the crossfire, were like that of beings scorched by fierce flames, indicating the immense pressure the golden paper man was under. They appeared twisted, as if about to melt away.
But the thick-browed paper man still stood unmovable, his expression indifferent.
This scene shocked the stone tablet.
Even after being transformed into paper men, their original appearances unrecognizable, it was rare to see anyone capable of remaining posed and unhurt under such mighty force from The Emperor, even in the heydays of the Calamity Transcendence Sect.
The stone tablet speculated about the identity of the thick-browed paper man.
Meanwhile, the Faceless Saint Emperor did not alleviate the torment on the paper men of the Calamity Transcendence Sect.
The golden flames burned more fiercely, not pletely incinerating the paper men, but also coating them in a layer of gold that could not be eroded.
Especially the thick-browed paper man, enveloped in flames, his body’s golden luster being more conspicuous.
"You all wish to escape from the world and hide from disasters, but I adamantly refuse!"
"The rise and fall of Xuan Huang, you all bear responsibility!"
The Emperor’s voice boomed like Thunder, the Essence of Source Power erupted fiercely.
Illuminating every corner of the space with its radiant glow, even the stone tablet involuntarily closed its eyes to avoid it.
When the light faded, the darkness in the Tribulation Sect Great Hall was dispelled.
The gloomy and unfortable atmosphere was no longer to be found.
The paper men, free from the chains, tumbled to the ground in disarray.
They seemed to have gained a bit more vitality than before.
And the thick-browed paper man in the lead had directly transformed into a "little golden man."
The Gold Man still had the same lifeless, dejected look, sighing: "Your Excellency wasting so much Essence of Source Power on us trash, truly is a waste of heaven’s treasures!"
"Such a bad deal!"
Li Ping said in a deep voice, "If everything in this world were decided by pure reason, I’m afraid the Xuanhuang World would have been annihilated long ago! And wouldn’t have allowed you here prattling!"
Before his words fell, a large "X" suddenly appeared on the gold paper man’s face, sealing his mouth.
Soon after, the rest of the paper men were likewise silenced.
The Tribulation Sect Great Hall, which had resembled a marketplace, suddenly quieted down.
"Friend Yi Jue?" At this point, the stone tablet looked toward the golden paper man, asking tentatively.
The gold paper man was unable to speak but blinked at the stone tablet.
It was unclear whether it was an acknowledgment or a denial.
The two had no time for reunion as the space here, without the support of Essence of Source Power, slowly became unstable.
"Let’s get out first."
Li Ping, along with the stone tablet and a host of paper men who had lost their self-awareness, flashed outside the bounds of the Calamity Transcendence Sect.
This ancient immortal sect, suppressed and sealed by Law Transmission, revealed its true appearance at this moment.
A book that unfolded from within.
There were no words in the book, only embossed mountain ranges and empty architectural scenes.
As the pages of the book turned naturally, the vistas within it changed as well.
But all were silhouette-like, looking ical and Strange Phenomena.
Li Ping’s massive hand grasped the Tome of Tribulation Transcendence, and the landscapes within it were immediately tinged with gold.
"Capture!"
The Emperor uttered lowly, the densely packed paper men, including the thick-browed little golden man, uncontrollably flew into the Tome of Tribulation Transcendence.
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