Upon arriving at the scene of the final battle and witnessing the apocalyptic, horrifying sight, everyone finally understood the scale of the battle. The entire Henghai Provincial City was engulfed by a fierce storm of Spiritual Power. Even Luo Qianye, the Red Emperor, dared not approach lightly. Helpless, the crowd could only wait anxiously outside.
After a long ti, only when the storm of Spiritual Power subsided did they risk entering the city to search for Luo Xiu. The entirety of Henghai Provincial City had been reduced to dust, leveled to the ground. The only exception was the Construct Wood that reached into the clouds, which remained standing tall and unscathed.
Beneath the Construct Wood, they found Luo Xiu with his foot on Luo Hao's chest, seemingly lecturing him. Seeing this, everyone let out a sigh of relief, and smiles blood on their faces.
"Thank goodness…"
"It looks like he won."
Master Ping smiled. "I suppose that young lad Luo Xiu must have hidden in the Divine Thunder Space earlier. That's why he wasn't affected."
At this mont, Luo Hao was gasping for breath, like a candle about to gutter out. His Battle Armor was long gone, leaving only tattered undergarnts that exposed his bloodied skin. Luo Xiu's right foot rested on his chest. He looked down with an indifferent expression and said faintly, "I told you before I would give you a chance to speak."
Luo Hao weakly opened his eyes. A smile erged on his blood-covered face, looking both ferocious and strange. "Tian'er, it seems… I am truly no match for you. I have lost this battle, but that doesn't an you've won."
Suddenly, the Creation Green Lotus appeared out of thin air in The Void before Luo Xiu, charging toward him with imnse power. Unwilling to take it head-on, Luo Xiu imdiately leaped backward. As if sentient, the Creation Green Lotus forced Luo Xiu back before emitting a green light that enveloped Luo Hao on the ground. Bathed in the verdant glow, the dying Luo Hao revived like parched wood in spring, regaining so of his vitality.
A short while later, Luo Hao shakily stood up. He raised his eyes to Luo Xiu and said weakly, "Tian'er, our battle is over, but the great calamity of mass annihilation has just begun."
Hearing this, Luo Xiu's expression darkened as an ominous premonition suddenly gripped him. At the sa ti, murderous intent flickered in his eyes. However, he was already at the end of his rope, and his illness began to flare up, leaving him unable to cast any powerful Taoist Arts to kill Luo Hao quickly.
CRASH!
Suddenly, a peal of thunder shattered The Void. A Thunder Dragon tore through the sky, carrying the might of destruction and the force to break the heavens as it charged straight at Luo Hao. This was the Divine Skill Kuang Pi had recently comprehended—Dragon King's Breakthrough.
"Xiao Luo, get out of the way! Big bro is here to help you!"
Warmth filled Luo Xiu's heart. He silently praised the tacit understanding between brothers and retreated without hesitation.
anwhile, Luo Qianye, Luo Ying, Di Xuanji, Lu Nianjiao, Lin Xiyue, and the others also unleashed powerful Taoist Arts, almost scrambling over each other to land the fatal blow on Luo Hao. They had all heard what he just said to Luo Xiu.
But just as the barrage of Taoist Arts was about to descend upon Luo Hao, the Creation Green Lotus released a green shield of light, which instantly and silently annihilated their attacks.
Luo Hao burst into manic laughter. Carried by the Creation Green Lotus, he flew away and landed on a branch of the Construct Wood. He raised his right hand before his eyes, his fingers forming a mysterious hand seal while murmuring what sounded like the incantation for a spell.
Beneath the Construct Wood, Lin Xiyue hurried to Luo Xiu's side. She grabbed his arm and began infusing her Nine Yin Spiritual Power into his body to help alleviate his pain. "Luo Xiu, what is he planning?"
Luo Xiu gazed at Luo Hao on the Construct Wood, his eyes sharp as he gently shook his head. "I don't know what he's planning, but it's definitely not good."
SHINK!
Unexpectedly, a blood-red chain erupted from The Void behind Luo Xiu, instantly piercing his back. Like the fangs of a venomous snake, it bit deep and locked itself to his flesh. The sudden, intense pain made Luo Xiu let out a wretched scream.
Lin Xiyue's face went pale. She quickly reached out to pull the Blood Chain free, but the mont her hand touched it, she was blasted dozens of ters away by a terrifying wave of blood-red energy, crashing heavily onto the ground.
"Luo Xiu!"
"Little Mule!"
"Xiao Luo!"
Seeing this, everyone stared in shock and rushed toward him.
"Don't… Don't co any closer!" Luo Xiu fell to one knee, his face contorted in agony as he raised a hand to stop them. He could feel his consciousness being invaded by another.
It was the consciousness of Dream and Asura.
Just then, an odd noise echoed from The Void. Eight more Blood Chains appeared out of thin air, drilling into Luo Xiu's back with astonishing speed and locking themselves to his flesh. The other end of these Blood Chains led to the top of the Construct Wood. They were being emitted from the wood itself.
On a branch of the Construct Wood, Luo Hao's body swayed as if he might collapse. He looked down at the people below. "Tian'er, this is your destiny. What rubbish Azure Emperor? You're nothing more than a chess piece for the rightful path of Heaven! The ti has co. It's ti to draw the sword."
The nine Blood Chains burrowed deep into Luo Xiu's flesh, imprisoning him completely. But it was not only his flesh that was bound; it was his soul as well. The bizarre aura contained within the Blood Chains was sothing that even his formidable Divine Soul could not break free from. His seemingly endless Spiritual Ocean was rapidly turning into a sea of blood. As his consciousness was invaded, he began to lose his sense of self.
Master Ping… everyone… I'm counting on you…
In the last mont before his consciousness faded, Luo Xiu looked toward Master Ping with a pleading gaze.
At that mont, Dream and Asura flew over from the distance, detaching from its scabbard on its own. The scabbard instantly transford into a mass of blood-red Spiritual Power, solidifying into a sacrificial altar beneath Luo Xiu's feet. He knelt on the altar with his head hung low, as if unconscious. Dream and Asura stood planted in the altar before him, emitting a faint, bloody light. The nine Blood Chains protruding from his back also radiated a strange glow, channeling so kind of energy into his body. In that instant, he looked like a prisoner about to be executed.
Above, on the Construct Wood, Luo Hao watched this scene and threw his head back with a hearty, satisfied laugh. "The great calamity of mass annihilation… is finally about to begin!"
Everyone looked up at Luo Hao, their eyes filled with murder, wishing they could tear him to pieces.
Luo Hao's expression turned grim as his gaze slowly swept over the crowd. "Don't be in such a hurry. I'll let you all go and accompany him."
As his words fell, a purple energy rune erged from The Void in front of him. It flew a hundred ters into the air, transford into a purple mist, and dissolved into the sky.
The next instant, the furious crowd suddenly felt their bodies grow heavy, while an indescribable, severe pain erupted from deep within. Before they could even understand what was happening, their bodies began to mutate.
A smirk played on Luo Hao's lips as he murmured to himself, "A bunch of Lower Realm Mortals. Your only value is to be sacrificed."
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