Chapter 4334 Doomsday Sacrifice

Zhang Ruochen's distracting thoughts and negative emotions quickly dissipated, and he regained his clarity of mind, not wanting his heart to be affected.

Otherwise, he would be completely drawn into the rhythm of the ancestor of time and space.

He has not lost yet!

Since he has prepared in advance, he naturally has a way to deal with the explosion of the ancestor's divine source.

No matter how strong the ancestor's divine source of the Great Venerable Acala is, it was stripped before the "Six Paths are Broken", and it is not as good as the ancestor's divine source of a first-level strongman.

"Wow!"

The Cauldron of Time is attached to the left leg.

As the left leg moves, countless time rules flow like lines, and the speed is faster than the speed of the destruction storm caused by the explosion of the ancestor's divine source.

The Cauldron of Space is attached to the right leg, and the ancient pictures and texts on it flash, like an immortal pillar supporting the universe.

As the Cauldron of Space is activated, the speed slows down significantly when the destruction storm spreads.

At the same time, the destructive light that spreads to Zhang Ruochen's heart is blocked by the Cauldron of Truth.

Nine tripods surround him, shocking the ancient and the modern, enough to not fear the self-detonation of the ancestor.

Zhang Ruochen looked at Chi Yao and the other five people whose bodies and souls were broken, holding fate in one hand and origin in the other, and wrapped them with the light curtain of fate and origin.

The whole process happened within one hundred thousandth of a second of the self-detonation of the divine source of heaven.

In this one hundred thousandth of a second, Zhang Ruochen completely transcended the rules of time, stood outside the order of heaven and earth, and was not affected by anything.

Just when he was about to wrap up the five powerful men and escape from the core area of ​​the explosion of the ancestor's divine source from the time dimension.

"The sacrifice of the end of the world, all living beings are sacrificed... Only I survive..."

The faint sound of the great way came, and Zhang Ruochen looked at the most dazzling place with a drastic change of face.

Only to see.

In the center of the destructive storm, where the main altar was located, a calamity light burst out, so bright and dazzling that time and space were compressed and swallowed.

This calamity light contained the power of sacrifice and the flavor of Yuanhui calamity, like a combination of the two.

However, its power was countless times stronger than Yuanhui calamity!

"Pah! Pah!"

The fate and origin light curtains covering the five powerful men were instantly crushed by the sacrificial calamity light.

The already broken bodies and souls of Chi Yao, the buried gold white tiger, the angry sky god, the spirit swallow, and the swallowing cloud devil vine were immediately turned into ashes.

Even the source of the gods dissipated between heaven and earth and fell completely.

This sacrificial calamity light that came later but arrived first was even more terrifying than the destructive storm of the ancestor's source of the gods. It was very much like a large number of calamities coming, which completely exceeded Zhang Ruochen's understanding of power.

Even the 72-story tower was far from it.

This was definitely not the power of an individual. The ancestor of time and space and Ji Fanxin could not have it. This was the power of the origin of heaven and earth!

Seeing familiar faces disappear one after another, Zhang Ruochen's eyes changed rapidly, from surprise, to anger, to pain, to confusion, and then quickly rebuilding his confidence and fighting spirit, his eyes became firm and resolute.

His whole state of mind was cleansed!

No time to be sad!

"Wow!"

With both hands, he propped up the Wuji circle, and his legs controlled the two forces of time and space to retreat backwards.

At the same time, a series of mental chains flew from behind and wrapped around Zhang Ruochen.

The power from Ji Fanxin pulled him away from the sword world and out of the Wuding Sea of ​​God...

Time seemed to pass very long, and it seemed that only a moment had passed.

The scene in front of Zhang Ruochen flew by.

The vast Wuding Sea of ​​God, which was 300 billion miles long, was destroyed!

The sword world, the underworld, the Kunlun world and other large worlds above the Wuding Sea of ​​God, as well as countless islands and planets, were all turned into fragments.

Those creatures, birds, animals, flowers, birds, fish and insects that did not have time to evacuate, along with the green mountains and rivers, turned into blood and energy in the sacrificial calamity light.

There was no crying, no pain, no tragic scene...

There was only a moment of brilliance, which was annihilated in an instant. The vast majority of ()

people did not even know what happened.

"Boom!"

With the main altar as the center, time and space were collapsing and exploding.

Spreading outward at an incredible and terrifying speed.

All material fragments, all energy, all rules, all gathered towards the main altar. Some became sacrifices, and in the sacrificial sound spell, they pushed the main altar to burst out stronger energy.

More, from the space hole above the main altar, rushed to the God Realm.

The outline of the earth in the God Realm became clearer and clearer, and it was quickly approaching, and it was going to descend into the real universe from the position of the main altar...

In other words, it was going to use this as a gap to swallow up the entire universe.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

The gods of the sword world who had evacuated from the Wuding Sea had already fled for a long time and far enough, but they were still caught up by the sacrificial calamity.

The moment they turned back, they vaporized and disappeared in the dazzling light.

"What kind of power is this?"

Prajna, Mu Lingxi, and Zhang Xingchen were caught up and had no time to think before they were annihilated in the calamity.

Nothing was left!

"Small calamity, the small calamity of the immortals in the God Realm, after all, cannot be stopped..."

The Blood Queen and the Ming Emperor stopped in front of the surging sacrificial calamity, their faces full of sadness and helplessness, as well as worry about Zhang Ruochen's situation.

In the end, both were swallowed by the calamity light.

"Are Emperor Chen and the Queen still alive? Is this a large calamity or a small calamity?"

"In the doomsday world, how can human power fight against heaven and earth?"

"The immortals in the God Realm have been laying out in the Wuding Sea of ​​Gods for many years. Today, they finally triggered the world-destroying calamity light. The entire universe will be annihilated in the calamity light. Where can we escape?"

Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady, Han Xue, Kong Lanyou, Luo Ji, Ling Feiyu, Qing Qing, Ao Linglong, Zhang Chuanzong, Zhang Yuyan, hundreds of gods formed a formation, and worked together to drive the artifacts and soldiers to attack the oncoming sacrificial calamity light.

Wherever the calamity light passed, the artifacts turned into droplets.

One after another, the most stunning figures turned into blood mist and became sacrifices on the altar of heaven and earth.

"Can't you even escape? I don't believe it. You go first, I'll cover you!"

Chi Xingtian roared, and a burst of demonic energy burst out of his body. He issued millions of rules, which merged into a torrent and sent the Eight-Winged Yaksha Dragon to the direction of the heavenly universe. Then he turned around and released the God Realm.

"Roar!"

This God Realm was formed by the ancestral realms of the Great Demon God and the Heavenly Demon, which was enough to span the heaven and earth.

However, facing the sacrificial calamity that came in an instant, Chi Xingtian's God Realm was blown away like sand by the wind, his armor melted, his bones burned through, and his indestructible body turned into fragments.

The Eight-Winged Yaksha Dragon also failed to escape and died hundreds of millions of miles away.

These tragic and desperate scenes flashed before Zhang Ruochen's eyes, quickly went away, and were submerged by the sacrificial calamity light together with the vast sea of ​​stars.

He and Ji Fanxin were moving very fast.

They were faster than the speed of the sacrificial calamity light, transcending the rules of time, speed, and space. In a moment, they entered the heavenly universe.

Zhang Ruochen suddenly stopped, ignoring his injuries, and looked back.

The vast universe, the once glorious and prosperous Sword Realm star field, turned into bright spots of light, occupying half of the field of vision.

There used to be thousands of big worlds coexisting there, millions and tens of millions of planets nurtured life, thousands of races stood side by side, and flowers bloomed. There were his family and relatives, his disciples and friends, and billions of monks who trusted him and followed him.

Now, everyone is dead!

No one escaped.

Everything no longer exists, turning into a sacrifice for this doomsday sacrifice, and becoming the nutrients for the immortals in the God Realm.

It is not bloody, but cruel and cold, hitting the heart directly.

It is enough to make the strongest man in the world cry and make his heart full of holes.

There were several holes on Zhang Ruochen's body, showing the ancestor's mysterious bones. His robes were bright red and blood was flowing. They were pierced by the sacrificial robbery light.

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If it weren't for his strong cultivation and defense, and if he was well prepared, and if Ji Fanxin was outside the Wuding Sea to support him, his injuries would be more than ten times more serious.

Ji Fanxin was not worried about Zhang Ruochen's physical injuries. This injury was nothing to the ancestor, but he was worried about his emotions and state of mind. He said: "The second Confucian ancestor broke into the heaven earlier, which distracted me. Otherwise, it would not be so easy for Jietian to self-destruct the divine source."

Niangniang Shiji stood behind Ji Fanxin, shrouded in the ancestor's divine light, and said: "The ancestor's divine source of Jietian must be controlled by the thoughts of the ancestor of time and space. It is as difficult as ascending to heaven to stop it. It's no wonder that the girl."

Zhang Ruochen's face was frighteningly calm. The nine tripods on his body flashed nine different lights. He said in an unprecedented low tone: "No need to explain, don't blame anyone. Just Even if there is no Heaven Tribulation, there will be Heavenly Demons or Lord Murong appearing there. "

"From the beginning, I entered the Wuding Sea alone and asked you to stay outside to welcome me. Wasn't it because I knew that this trip would be dangerous? Since you knew it in advance, there is nothing unacceptable about the current result."

The calmer Zhang Ruochen was, the more worried Ji Fanxin was: "You are half right! The current result is within our expectations. But the reason why we took the initiative to attack the Wuding Sea is not to avoid this worst result?"

"Do you think the current result is the worst?" Zhang Ruochen shook his head and headed north.

The sacrificial calamity light is rushing towards the heavenly universe at an unknown speed of tens of thousands of times the speed of light.

Every creature, matter, energy, and rules are ignited wherever it passes.

Only the altar pattern remains.

In every great world, there are more than tens of millions of altars left from ancient times to the present. After the great world disappeared under the sacrificial calamity light, these densely packed altars were preserved, emitting beams of light, connecting to the God Realm.

It is because these altars are constantly activated and operated, bursting out the power of sacrifice, that the sacrificial calamity light can spread infinitely, and the destructive energy continues layer by layer without reduction.

This is more terrible than the small calamity of life and death launched by the Nether Ancestor!

The power source of the small calamity of life and death is the life and death world in the Biluo Pass.

It is unique and relatively easy to stop.

Once the doomsday sacrifice launched by the Time and Space Ancestor is started, every altar in the universe will be the source of power, endless.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Space is decaying, and all the ways are being wiped out. In a short period of time, the star field centered on the Sword Realm has completely disappeared. Two days later, the sacrificial calamity light will spread to the Heavenly Court Universe, and then sweep across all the worlds."

"Within ten days, the entire universe will disappear, and all living beings and matter will cease to exist."

"In the Doomsday Sacrifice, all living beings will be sacrificed."

"What a magnificent sacrifice, it has been preparing for this moment since ancient times! A large number of calamities are to restart the universe, and it... is to completely wipe out the universe, leaving only me alive."

Niangniang Shiji said: "So the essential purpose of the God Realm to build the Heaven and Earth Altar is for this Doomsday Sacrifice? The so-called four main altars are completely confusing and make us fall into misunderstandings. In fact, the other three are not important at all. The most important one is only the one on the Wuding Divine Sea."

"Maybe there are two, and the God Realm must have another one." Ji Fanxin pinched his fingertips and saw a corner of the most core area of ​​the God Realm.

Zhang Ruochen's wounds were healing quickly. He said, "To start the doomsday sacrifice, even if one's cultivation is as high as that of the ancestor of time and space, it is not easy to do it. It is necessary to use the extreme destructive energy of the ancestor's divine source to ignite the main altar, so as to activate the altars in the universe by the way of sacrifice to support sacrifice, and complete this carefully planned small disaster."

Niangniang Shiji said, "If it is true as Di Chen said, the ancestor's self-detonation of the divine source is the key to activating the main altar. Why didn't the ancestor of time and space start the sacrifice in advance? Thousands of years ago, the main altar on the Wuding Sea was almost built! Why wait until you fight under the main altar before starting? Doesn't this increase the risk? ”

Ji Fanxin answered her doubts: "Because, Ren Zu must severely injure or even kill Di Chen and me, otherwise everything may fail. But he did not expect that Di Chen would enter the Wu Ding Shen Hai alone. He did not expect that Di Chen could break the formation of the entire star field alone, and even repel the Dark Lord (

."

Shi Ji Niangniang understood it at once, and said: "What the girl said about Ren Zu might fail, does it mean that Ren Zu's life gate is exposed? In the God Realm?"

Ji Fanxin nodded, with a flame of war in his eyes: "This duel has just begun."

After the Doomsday Sacrifice was opened, all energy and matter gathered in the God Realm.

As Ji Fanxin said, the God Realm must also have a main altar to absorb the harvested energy for the Time and Space Ren Zu to enjoy.

If the Time and Space Ren Zu could not get rid of the two major threats, Zhang Ruochen and Ji Fanxin, in advance, how could he have the opportunity to enjoy the harvested sacrificial energy?

Lady Shiji smiled and said, "Emperor Chen and the young lady had been prepared for a long time, and their methods were extremely powerful. They were not seriously injured. Didn't Ren Zu's plan fail? This miscalculation is destined to make him lose miserably."

Ji Fanxin looked at Zhang Ruochen and saw that he was silent with a gloomy look in his eyes. He said, "We have tested Ren Zu's intentions and escaped unscathed, but we paid the price of the entire Sword Realm Star Domain. This tentative confrontation is a double loss!"

The more you care, the more you lose.

From the perspective of Lady Shiji, she doesn't care about the life and death of the cultivators in the Sword Realm Star Domain. No matter how many worlds are destroyed or how many planets are turned into dust, she will not have any emotional fluctuations and naturally will not think that she has lost.

On the contrary, she thinks that Zhang Ruochen forced Ren Zu to reveal his intentions in advance in the Wuding Sea of ​​Gods and took the initiative in this duel, which is a victory.

Now they only need to join hands to conquer the God Realm and destroy the main altar of the God Realm, and the lifelong plan of the Time and Space Ren Zu will be in vain.

The Doomsday Sacrifice has already begun, and it is impossible to stop it.

Even if the entire universe is destroyed at that time, it is not a big deal, at least there is still the God Realm. In the God Realm, they, the ancestors, can even get a share of the pie, absorb some of the sacrificial energy, and achieve the advancement of cultivation.

Niangniang Shi Ji said: "This universe is destined to be destroyed, and time is running out! Girl, Di Chen, we can't wait any longer, summon the gods in the universe, and conquer the God Realm. Now the initiative is in our hands!"

Ji Fanxin looked at Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen said, "You underestimated Ren Zu! Ren Zu must have calculated this duel countless times and considered every possibility. The current result is indeed not what he wants to see, but I think it must be within the possibility of his calculation."

"I agree with Di Chen!"

After repeated consideration, Ji Fanxin said, "The reason why Ren Zu chose to let Ji Tian self-destruct his divine source to deal with you and chose to launch the Doomsday Sacrifice in the Sword Realm is, I think, the most important purpose is still to attack your heart, to make your Tao heart collapse, so that you will be confused and make the wrong choice. At the same time, it will also bring me into the abyss of death!"

"Can a person's calculations be so deep? So far, it has only been to defeat Di Chen's Tao heart?" Niangniang Shi Ji felt a chill on her back.

Zhang Ruochen said, "Why else would Fan Xin say that I have no chance of winning?"

Niangniang Shi Ji said, "Di Chen's Tao heart is firm and has not been affected. This is probably completely beyond Ren Zu's expectations."

"Is that really the case?"

Ji Fanxin knows Zhang Ruochen as well as Ren Zu does. Perhaps he can withstand Ji Tian's death. Perhaps he could bear the death of Chi Yao and Angry God.

But, seeing all the creatures in the sword world turned to ashes, could he really be calm?

Zhang Ruochen did not answer Ji Fanxin directly, and said: "Fanxin, the ancestor of mankind has made a move, which must have exposed secrets and trump cards. How much do you know?"

Ji Fanxin has been fighting with the ancestor of time and space in the realm of divine thoughts and rules. He said: "From the moment the doomsday sacrifice began, the secrets of the divine world were leaked. I... should have understood everything!"

"Let's talk about the Heavenly Court first. The Heavenly Demon is indeed the hidden chess of the ancestor of mankind. He attacked Haotian."

Heavenly Court, the Temple of Truth.

Haotian stood proudly on the top of the Star Sky Cliff with a black and yellow halberd in his hand. There was a foot-long knife wound on his back. His spine was cut off, but his body was not broken.

He looked at the legendary tall demon shadow opposite him with his tiger eyes.

It was this person who severely injured him with a knife.

This seemingly burly and unruly demon (

dao overlord, who had ended the turmoil and killing of the ancient times and suppressed the great demon gods into the Netherworld dungeon, was the ancient ancestor that Haotian admired very much when he was young.

It was Haotian's lifelong dream to fight him.

But at this moment, when the two of them confronted each other, Haotian looked at him with eyes that showed no fighting spirit or respect, only pity.

After the death of the Red Crow King, Xingtian Cliff naturally fell into the hands of the Heavenly Demon.

On the Heavenly Demon's exposed, muscular chest, there was a huge blood-red rune.

If you look closely, you will find that the rune was imprinted into his body and soul, and even his sea of ​​consciousness turned blood red.

"Cough... cough..."

Mengge's flesh and blood reunited, and he slowly climbed up in a huge palm-shaped pit, seriously injured.

He couldn't understand the blood rune on the Heavenly Demon's chest, but he saw the stone knife in the Heavenly Demon's hand.

After Zhang Ruochen died, this stone knife fell into the hands of Lady Shiji. After Lady Shiji was killed by the Seventy-two-story Pagoda, the stone knife was taken back to the God Realm.

Now, this stone knife that once belonged to the Heavenly Demon is back in his hands.

Everything is self-evident!

"So... So you have been using me all this time, just for today?" Mengge's eyes were like an angry beast, and he roared, his long hair standing upside down.

He couldn't accept that the person he respected the most since the ancient times had returned in this way.

Where did the former open-minded and free-spirited demon go?

In recent years, the demon has often been hiding in Mengge's divine world.

In order to keep this secret, Mengge has deceived many people, just because of his absolute trust in the demon.

And Haotian was severely injured by the demon because of his trust in Mengge, and then pulled into the "Time and Space Map", trapped in it.

The demon didn't say a word, and the demonic aura of the ancestor on his body locked Haotian.

"He is no longer the former demon. He is just a puppet of the ancestor of the immortals in the God Realm. He has no will and spirit of his own."

Haotian added: "I am locked by his sword intent. As long as I move, he will attack me. In my current state, it is difficult to win a quick battle. You have to find the exit of the "Time and Space Map" quickly..."

"Boom!"

The mighty sword intent of the demon turned into thousands of ancient demon knights, rushing to kill in the artistic conception dimension.

Each ancient demon knight has a power aura close to that of the seventy-two pillars of demon gods, with murderous aura that swallows the sky and the earth.

In the artistic conception dimension, Haotian burst out with dazzling light and condensed into a group of heavenly punishment gods in silver armor and golden robes.

The strength of these heavenly punishment gods is comparable to the nine war gods of the heavenly palace, and they fight against the ancient demon knights who are sweeping in.

Mengge couldn't see the artistic conception of the two ancestors in front of him, but he could feel the coldness released by the sword and the halberd. With his current cultivation, his soul trembled.

Obviously, the injury on Haotian's back was so serious that it affected his combat power, otherwise he would not be held back by the mentally incomplete demon.

He was healing.

As long as he recovered, he would be able to defeat the demon quickly.

"There must be some reason why the demon attacked Haotian at this time. Could it be that... the decisive battle of the ancestors in the Wuding Sea has already begun?"

Mengge realized that the situation might be more critical than he expected.

If the mistake he made caused Di Chen to fall into an unfavorable situation in the duel with the immortal, then it would really be a huge disaster and he would be blamed for his death.

"Ji Tian can't be found!"

"Master is missing too, what should we do now?"

"The Doomsday God Bell of the Heavenly Palace has been ringing for an hour. Something shocking has happened in the north. A small disaster has come, and a large disaster may also come!"

"It is said that Emperor Chen self-destructed the ancestral divine source, and wanted to perish with the immortals. But why is the destructive light of the divine source exploding and spreading wildly, with no sign of stopping at all?"

"A god estimated that the destructive light will reach the Heavenly Palace in four days."

The entire Truth ()

The temple was in chaos, no one could calm down, even the gods were in panic.

The bells of the Heavenly Palace kept ringing, and nothing like this had ever happened before, which meant that the situation had deteriorated to the most critical point.

The sky will be destroyed and the earth will collapse.

Qingsi Xue flew to the top of the Temple of Truth, and a long divine voice came out: "Go to the Heavenly Palace first. The twenty gods and the masters of the Ten Thousand Worlds all flew over like a meteor shower. Panyuan Ancient God and Dragon Lord must know what happened."

Chi Kongle stood by the Sea of ​​Truth, staring at the gradually brightening northern starry sky, and a subtle feeling arose in his heart. Although he was still resolute, tears flowed down his cheeks, and he said to himself: "My mother has fallen, I can't sense her breath!"

"Zhang Fannu seems to be dead too... All dead, all dead?" Master Yanshu roared.

This catastrophe came so suddenly that no one could accept such a result.

"Impossible, how could it be possible?"

Zhang Hongchen bit his lips and teeth tightly, his face pale, shook his head repeatedly, and then turned into a bright sword light and rushed out of the Heavenly Palace, heading towards the northern universe.

"Sword Realm, thousands of worlds in Sword Realm just turned to ashes?"

"What about Emperor Chen? Did he really perish with the immortals?"

"Empress, Master!"

Xiao Hei, A Le, Yan Ying'er, Zhang Gushen... countless streams of light flew out of the Heavenly Palace and headed towards the northern universe.

Their families and close friends are there.

If they want to die, they must die together.

When everyone lost control of their emotions and rushed to the Heavenly Palace or the Beize Great Wall, Chan Bing searched everywhere in the Temple of Truth, with extremely fast steps, not leaving out any corner.

She is the only cultivator in the Heavenly Palace who knows that Haotian has returned.

Such a big thing happened, but Haotian did not show up to stabilize the situation and people's hearts, and even Jietian and Mengge disappeared.

Chan Bing has reason to believe that some kind of accident happened in the Temple of Truth.

The wonderful Zen girl saw through Chan Bing's abnormal behavior, chased him, and asked in a voice transmission: "Bing Zu, what are you looking for?"

At this point, Chan Bing naturally no longer hides the news from her.

Tell her the news of Haotian's secret return.

The wonderful Zen girl frowned: "It's too abnormal for three people to disappear at the same time. This matter must be related to Mengge. Xiang Chunan!"

"Wow!"

Xiang Chunan was captured by the wonderful Zen girl in the air.

Under the leadership of Xiang Chunan, the three people kept jumping through space, searching the realm of truth, and even the world of nothingness. All places where Mengge might appear were repeatedly explored with divine thoughts, meticulously.

If Di Chen has fallen in the Wuding Sea of ​​Gods, Haotian must be found, and only he can lead everyone to continue to resist.

In the doomsday crisis, only the ancestor can carry the banner.

Finally, the three saw the "Time and Space Map" suspended in the air on the ancient ruins of the Conferred God Platform.

In the battle with the God Realm, the ghosts lost the World Tree, and only Fengdu Ghost City was brought out.

It has become a ruined city, with broken walls, desolate graves, endless corpses, and piles of beams and rubble everywhere.

After the incident in the northern starry sky, all the monks in the city who were preparing to rebuild Fengdu Ghost City stopped.

Although they were separated by an unknown number of light years, the entire starry sky was trembling.

From the direction of the destructive light, a sound that transcended time and space came, like a dull thunder, and like the sound of metal friction, not loud, but shocking the soul.

The breath was so terrifying that the ghost gods stood still, just like mortals facing the upcoming tsunami.

"Ah!"

It was in this panic that a dragon roar came from the starry sky and resounded throughout Fengdu Ghost City.

The swastika blue dragon, as huge as a divine mountain, lay across the sky above Fengdu Ghost City.

Yan Wushen jumped down from the dragon head and landed outside the central Ghost Emperor's Palace.

"Shua shua!"

Suzaku Huowu, Yang Yun Ghost Emperor, Zhou Qi Ghost Emperor, Hun Qi... powerful ghosts descended one after another, all shrouded in soul fire (

).

Yan Wushen glanced at them with a disdainful look, and then made a move that the ghost gods could not understand.

He knelt on one knee at the door of the Ghost Emperor's Palace and shouted: "The immortals in the God Realm have launched a small disaster, and the doomsday sacrifice will soon reach the Hell Realm. Yan Wushen wants to impact the ancestral realm and lead the ten clans of Hell to fight for a glimmer of hope. But the soul's injury cannot be healed in a short time, and breaking through the realm is not a matter of a day or a night. I came to Fengdu Ghost City to borrow something from the emperor."

"What is it?"

Inside the Ghost Emperor's Palace, the deep voice of the Fengdu Emperor sounded.

Yan Wushen knelt on his knees, but his might was as great as that of the ancestor. He shouted, "Soul of the Great Emperor!"

"Please grant me your blessing!"

"Bang!"

Yan Wushen knocked heavily on the ground.

If he could see other possibilities, Yan Wushen would never kneel to anyone with his pride.

This kneeling was for the life of Emperor Fengdu.

Shouts and rebukes rang out one after another, and the gods did not quiet down until Emperor Fengdu walked out of the Ghost Emperor's Mansion.

Emperor Fengdu stared at Yan Wushen who was kneeling below for a long time, and said, "Your talent, Yan Wushen, is the best in the hell world in hundreds of millions of years, but before the battle to protect the Yama clan's world tree, this emperor did not think highly of you. Before that, I could not see any sense of responsibility in you, and you were a million miles worse than Zhang Ruochen."

Then, the Emperor of Fengdu softened his tone: "Let me ask you, if you break through the realm of the ancestor, how will you fight for the survival of the ten clans of hell?"

"This universe is destined to be destroyed, but the God Realm is still there. If you can't stop the doomsday sacrifice, then change your homeland and lead the cultivators of the ten clans to fight in the God Realm. Even if you lose, you will shed every drop of blood."

Yan Wushen knocked his head down again, his long hair was frantic, and every word was sonorous: "Emperor, go! Yan Wushen will not die, and the Hell Realm will exist forever. From now on, let me take on your responsibilities and responsibilities!"