Chapter 353: Chapter 357: Soul Emperor Takes Action_1
Almost all the prodigies bore scars, their auras weak and unstable. Experts from the various major powers hurried forward, shielding the prodigies who had just emerged, their eyes filled with murderous intent, their Spiritual Energy churning, ready to strike at any moment.
Qin Wudao navigated the crowd, stealthily flying halfway up the mountain to rendezvous with Li Yuanba and Guo Jia.
"Your Majesty, what’s the situation?" Li Yuanba asked quickly.
Qin Wudao shook his head and whispered, "We’ll discuss it when we get back. Let’s find an opportunity to slip away. This place is about to descend into chaos!"
His words had barely faded when a series of terrifying auras erupted from the mountain peak. The experts of the major powers were enraged, like furious tigers, glaring daggers at the Eternal Temple contingent. They had learned the details of the mystic realm from their younger prodigies, thus uncovering the Eternal Temple’s scheme.
"Soul Emperor, you have some nerve!" the Seeker coldly rebuked. "Does your Eternal Temple intend to make enemies of all the powers on the continent?"
Upon learning of the Eternal Temple’s conspiracy, he felt a wave of relief, thankful that Han Shuo had met with no mishap.
"Soul Emperor, release Sikong Lian, or don’t blame me for being uncivil!" the old ancestor of the Heretic God Sect, the Emperor of Dry Bones, produced a bone sword and stated coldly.
A thousand zhang away, the Soul Emperor ignored the Emperor of Dry Bones, looking indifferently at the Soul Martial Ancestor and his many disciples.
"Amitabha!"
Buddha Wufa, who was usually all smiles, had also put away his grin. His eyes now filled with killing intent as he said, "Release the Buddha Child, and Thunder Sound Temple can pretend this never happened!"
The ancestors from powers whose prodigies had been ensnared stepped forward, roaring in anger. They formed an encirclement, completely surrounding the Eternal Temple group. A suffocating, bloody Evil Qi permeated the air, shaking the Void itself. Vast killing intent and a blood-red light shot into the sky, dyeing the heavens and making hearts palpitate.
"Let’s go, quickly!" Qin Wudao urged, preparing to leave with his companions.
Once a battle between Emperors broke out, Bull Head Mountain would be annihilated. The vast shockwaves would sweep across several surrounding Dao Domains. By then, escape would be impossible. It wasn’t just them; all the forces that sensed the imminent danger began to retreat.
"Trying to leave?" Surrounded by numerous experts, the Soul Emperor showed no signs of worry. He remained exceedingly calm, even offering a benign smile that seemed almost elegant. "Now that the scheme has been exposed, this is the perfect opportunity to wipe you all out in one go!"
He slowly extended his hands, raising them high above his head. Ten beams of漆黑 light shot out from his fingertips.
RUMBLE!
The ground began to tremble. The Dao Domain where Bull Head Mountain was located suddenly plunged into complete darkness, devoid of any light—so dark one couldn’t see their hand in front of their face. Panic spread through the crowd as a dangerous aura enveloped everyone’s hearts.
"A barrier? You had another trick up your sleeve?" The Seeker inhaled sharply, utterly shocked.
The Soul Emperor was truly cunning. To ensure his plan was foolproof, he had not only dispatched prodigies to capture people within the mystic realm but had also laid down a barrier across the Dao Domain containing Bull Head Mountain.
"Die!" The Soul Emperor sneered, his power at the Supreme Emperor Realm erupting skyward. His black hair danced wildly, the killing intent in his eyes surged, and a palpable Evil Qi billowed around him. The six black-robed figures beside him also unleashed terrifying power; all were martial artists of the Origin Emperor Realm.
This terrifying aura instantly shattered the experts’ encirclement, sending many flying while vomiting blood, all suffering grievous injuries. Halfway up the mountain, in particular, countless martial artists exploded and perished. Blood flowed, staining the ground red and striking terror into the hearts of the many experts.
"Soul Emperor, your arrogance won’t last long! I’ve already sent word to the experts of Immortality Mountain. They will arrive soon!" In the midst of the panic, Ancestor Dongfang Wudi of the Ninefold Saint’s Court roared, attempting to make the Soul Emperor hesitate and retreat without a fight.
"But they haven’t arrived yet, have they?" the Soul Emperor’s gaze was chilling. "This period is more than enough time for me to kill all of you!" He stepped into the void, a long saber materializing in his hand. It shimmered with demonic light, its edge incredibly sharp.
Within Qin Wudao, the Kunlun Bell, Pangu Banner, Apricot Yellow Flag, Ten Thousand God Lamps, and Jade Ruyi all trembled slightly, radiating intense battle intent. For five Innate Spirit Treasures to react this way indicated that the long saber in the Soul Emperor’s hand was also an Innate Spirit Treasure.
"Yuanba, protect His Majesty well!" Beside him, Guo Jia took a large gulp of wine, stood up, and solemnly advised.
"Minister Guo, as long as I am here, you... What are you planning to do?" Li Yuanba thumped his chest, but before he could finish, he saw Guo Jia walking away and, greatly alarmed, quickly asked.
Guo Jia waved his hand but said nothing. He vanished into the darkness before Qin Wudao could even ask.
"Your Majesty, what’s wrong with Minister Guo?" Li Yuanba asked anxiously.
Qin Wudao’s brow furrowed slightly; he felt a sense of unease. He recalled that Guo Jia had volunteered for this trip. Could it be that he has been hiding a secret from me from the very beginning?
"Come, let’s go find him!" Qin Wudao headed in the direction Guo Jia had disappeared, Li Yuanba gripping his Drum Pot Golden Hammer tightly as he followed.
As for the ten prodigies accompanying them, they exchanged glances and fled in the opposite direction. They had no desire to get caught in these troubled waters and only wanted to leave as soon as possible.
"DIE!"
A battle cry that shook the heavens resounded. A blade aura, formed entirely of blood-evil qi, materialized—sharp and terrifying, it tore through a myriad li of the Void.
The battle had officially begun!
With a flash of crimson light, the blade aura struck an expert.
"Ahhh..."
In the distance, an Origin Emperor Realm martial artist screamed in horror, his body beyond his control. A red line appeared on his neck; his head had already separated from his torso. Then, his body abruptly exploded into a mist of blood.
The experts from the various major powers were profoundly shocked, their hearts filled with terror. The disparity between Emperor Realms was immense; each minor advancement was like ascending to a new heaven!
Even combined, they were no match for the Soul Emperor, let alone with his six Origin Emperor Realm subordinates.
Can we hold out until the experts from Immortality Mountain arrive? As if in a dream, a Ten-thousand-year Emperor martial artist was distraught, starting to feel a pang of despair.
What could be more terrifying than witnessing an Origin Emperor Realm martial artist perish before one’s very eyes?
Suddenly, he felt an icy chill rapidly approach. An instant later, a sharp pain pierced his heart, and his consciousness began to fade.
THUD!
Another bloody mist erupted, dyeing the Heavenly Universe.
An expert from the Eternal Temple stepped out of the blood mist. A terrifying aura emanated from him, his eyes wreathed in a bloody glow as he coldly surveyed the crowd. Instantly, all the Emperor Realm experts turned pale, feeling immense pressure, as if they were carrying a God Mountain on their backs, making every step arduous.
"Kill!" the Soul Emperor commanded coldly. A will to slaughter the heavens and earth, to destroy all creation, emerged and enveloped Bull Head Mountain. To the experts of the Eternal Temple, this will was like a potent stimulant, causing them to unleash even fiercer attacks. But to the experts of the other powers, it was like a curse, drastically increasing the pressure they faced.
Death blossomed in the darkness. Crimson, bloody qi drifted between heaven and earth, and mournful wails, carried by the wind, filled the entire sky. The Seeker, Buddha Wufa, the All-Demon Old Ancestor, Dongfang Wudi, and the others felt their limbs trembling slightly.
Just then, a speck of white light emerged atop Bull Head Mountain, appearing exceptionally dazzling in the darkened world.