The setting sun’s remnants cast such a terrifying glow, an absolute Mortal Purgatory.
The Sacred Emperor was already at his last breath.
His son, Ji Mingfeng, carried him on his back, desperately fighting, but the wounds on his body only multiplied.
This was a power of the Cave Heaven Realm, considered unbeatable below the Yin-Yang Realm in Ling Xiao’s eyes, yet now, he was so embarrassingly helpless.
The Grand Holy Emperor was suppressed by the Yin-Yang Demon King to the point of breathlessness; the old man had no choice but to use a thod that shortened his lifespan to elevate his combat power, barely achieving a temporary stalemate with his opponent.
The Gate Master of the Blood Saber Sect had already died in battle.
The Sect Leader of the Snow Mountain Sect had also perished.
Their deaths seed like they were ambushed, dying sowhat ingloriously.
The Villa Master of the Spiritual dicine Manor was covered in wounds, struggling to hold on.
The talented disciples who participated in the Martial Arts ritual were mostly dead, the survivors being among the Twenty Heavenly Prides.
Yet, what surprised Ling Xiao was that Mo Wu Shang, Dao Wuming, and Qin Bi Xue had actually defected to the Sea Race, slaughtering the Sacred Dynasty’s martial artists alongside Bai Qianjiao and Hong Li.
The performance of the Sacred Dynasty’s Holy Son, Victoria Mingkong, during this ti, evoked so admiration from Ling Xiao.
This young lady was a bit too proud and ruthless, but she was clear-headed when it really mattered.
Despite being injured, she still dragged her wounded body into endless battle.
It seed that the Sacred Emperor’s choice to na her as the Holy Son might not have been without reason.
Liu Taiyin and Hong Sanwei were still alive, albeit similarly covered with nurous wounds, looking extrely exhausted.
The ten judges of the Cave Heaven Realm had already had two killed in battle by Si Kong Zun.
The others were still resisting Si Kong Zun’s frenzied onslaught, currently in dire straits.
Seeing this, Ling Xiao could not stay put any longer.
Though he had little connection with those people outside, he was born and raised in the Sacred Dynasty; under a toppling nest, was there any unbroken egg?
If the Sacred Dynasty were truly vanquished, he would forever live a life on the run.
To be a dog for the Sea Race?
He could not accept that!
So he had to find a way!
The Moon Lady should have already returned to the Moon Hua Sect and definitely couldn’t help.
Therefore, it was up to him to find a solution!
The more pressing the mont, the more he needed to stay composed.
Ling Xiao took a deep breath, various thods flashing through his mind.
"I’ve got it!"
Ling Xiao suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a look of elation.
He had originally planned to flee with the Grand Holy Emperor and others.
However, under the current circumstances, it seed there was no need to flee. With the help of the Nine Tripod Illusionary Realm, he might even manage to drive away the Yin-Yang Demon King or even inflict severe injuries!
This was an artifact left by the King of People, its power was imaginable.
He had only absorbed the energy for five ’shichen’ during his cultivation, with four ’shichen’ remaining, so the power of the Nine Tripod Illusionary Realm was still imnse.
How effective it would be, he didn’t know, but he would find out soon enough.
"Is heaven determined to destroy our Sacred Dynasty?"
As his power continued to wane, the Grand Holy Emperor felt desolate.
He had already given his all, yet he was still unable to repel the Yin-Yang Demon King; at this mont, he truly felt powerless.
Another of the ten Cave Heaven Realm judges had died, leaving only seven, and as their numbers dwindled, the gap between them and Si Kong Zun only widened; continuing this way, they were also bound to die.
Their hearts felt helpless, but they harbored no thoughts of fleeing.
If they left, those young ones would truly be dood, the very hope of the Sacred Dynasty.
Furthermore, even if they wanted to flee now, escape was impossible.
"His Highness the Saint’s Son, here’s an opportunity for you. Join the Sea Race like us and you might even imdiately beco a Sacred Emperor!"
Mo Wu Shang looked at the Holy Son, who had been beaten to the ground and had no strength left to retaliate, showing a look of pity.
"Yes, if you’re willing, we can support you to beco the new Sacred Emperor imdiately!"
Si Kong Zun laughed heartily, "I am also considered your ntor, why would I harm you? But don’t be obstinate!"
"Disgusting! Speaking of which, I have made many mistakes, but my mind is not confused. Even in death, I would never stoop to being a dog for the Sea Race!"
His Highness Ji Mingkong felt equally desolate, not expecting to die in such an embarrassing way while at the pri of his youth.
He certainly did not wish to die, but he was even less willing to betray the Sacred Dynasty.
"If that is the case, then don’t bla for being rciless!"
Mo Wu Shang snorted coldly. The Holy Son had always been suppressing him within the Heavenly King Sect. To say he harbored no resentnt towards the Holy Son was impossible.
At this mont, he took advantage of the opportunity to put an end to this inner demon.
"It really is true that the face can be known but not the heart. If it had been him, he would never have committed treachery against the Sacred Dynasty."
At the mont of his impending death, a figure flashed through the Holy Son’s mind.
"Are you talking about Ling Xiao? Humph, he will be joining you soon enough. No need to hurry!"
When Ling Xiao was ntioned, Mo Wu Shang grew even more irritated, his gigantic claw accelerated towards the Holy Son’s neck.
The surrounding people wanted to help, but it was already too late as, at this mont, those from the Sacred Dynasty were mostly unable to attend to anything else.
"Ah—!"
A wretched scream pierced the sky.
However, the one who scread was not Ji Mingkong, but Mo Wu Shang.
His massive demonic claw had been neatly severed.
In mid-air stood a person.
In his hands, a black sword and a white sword.
His black hair fluttered in the wind, the Golden Dragon Wings on his back had disappeared, replaced instead by a pair of black and white light wings.
"Ling Xiao!"
"You cheeky brat!"
"The Chosen Son of Heaven!"
"It’s actually him!"
Countless people looked up to the sky.
Ling Xiao’s entrance was a bit too ostentatious.
"Never thought it would be him who’d save ."
Ji Mingkong shook his head and bitterly smiled. If she least wanted to owe soone a favor in her life, it would be Ling Xiao, and yet, it was Ling Xiao who had saved her.
"Idiot, run!"
For so reason, Ji Mingkong couldn’t help but shout.
"Run? Where do you think you could escape to? Now that this kid has shown himself, don’t even think about escaping!"
Si Kong Zun hated Ling Xiao to the bone. Now with Moon Lady not here, he was certain to go after Ling Xiao.
"Lightning Demon King, let handle this kid!"
Demonfla Celestial suddenly jumped out to volunteer.
His feud with Ling Xiao was even greater than that of Si Kong Zun.
"You don’t need to argue anymore. Today, no mber of the Sea Race who cos here will leave unscathed!"
A cold voice emanated from Ling Xiao.
It caused the noisy battlefield to imdiately fall silent to an extre point.
"Hahahaha!"
"Hahaha!"
A mont later, there were bursts of crazy laughter and also so helpless sighs.
"This idiot, what nonsense is he saying."
"He says he won’t let us leave unhard? If it were Moon Lady, this king might believe a third, but as for this boy, it’s simply ridiculous."
"Laugh all you want, and laugh to your heart’s content. Let’s show you what the power of the Human Race is all about."
Ling Xiao seed indifferent to the taunts. He suddenly raised his black and white swords, and the Nine Tripod Illusionary Realm vanished instantly.
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