mosphere was a bit awkward. 。Luo Xiangling lowered her eyes, a little hesitant to meet Jun Xiaoyao's gaze. 。Jun Xiaoyao, however, calmed down and said, “Xiangling, I will find a way to help you advanc...The light of destruction was incredibly brilliant, like something out of a dream.

In that light of destruction, all matter seemed poised to be annihilated.

A near-divine self-destruction, how terrifying.

It also bears the mark and residual power of the Ghost Empress.

This move was simply unexpected, even for the Immortal Emperor himself.

At this moment, from within that resplendent light of destruction, the enraged roar of the Emperor Longsheng echoed, shaking the world.

It's hard to imagine that kind of power.

On the Xianyu side, the three chief priests, including Saint Spirit Ancestor, all had stiff expressions on their faces, with a hint of trembling in their eyes.

One could say, if they were to endure this blow.

The consequences are really unimaginable.

"Could it be... that we're really going to lose"

A novel idea emerged from the minds of the three chief priests.

They never even considered the possibility of failure.

I am confident.

But who could have predicted such a change in circumstances

"Supreme Immortal Emperor, won't there be any problems"

The tone of the Fallen Celestial Emperor became uncertain.

If the Immortal Emperor has problems, then the three High Priests would...

On the side of Jiutian Guiyu.

Jun Xiaoyao and others stood silently.

That destructive force did not spread, but only enveloped the area where the Immortal Emperor resided.

It is precisely for this reason that the power and destructive force can reach their peak.

"A Dream Within a Dream..."

Jun Xiaoyao let out a deep sigh.

Knowing full well that she was merely a remnant of the Ghost Empress's one lifetime, a vestige from a dream.

But he, there is a kind of melancholy.

The Dream Emperor is not a tool person.

She, was a living person, a woman who stood at the pinnacle of the world, yet her heart was filled with loneliness.

Just then, a broken ghost face mask floated out from the dazzling light and landed on Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand to catch it.

That was a ghostly mask from a Nan Ke dream, broken and only half remained.

This is the proof that a dream has come to life.

Jun Xiaoyao put it away.

"Is everything over"

In the midst of the Desolation's light, Emperor Longsheng's roar vanished.

Even the blood-soaked, broken Wu Hu couldn't help but sigh.

The Eternal Emperor, holding the Bell of Eternity.

His hair was even paler.

He also stood silently.

"Sister Sai Yi."

The divine spirit descended upon Jiang Shengyi's side.

Jun Xiaoyao's figure materialized from the center, and he came to Jiang Shengyi's side.

"Freely and easily, I…"

There were a few tears in Jiang Shengyi's eyes.

Jun Xiao Yao, silent as a sage.

He pulled Jiang Shengyi into his arms, holding her very tightly...

“I won't allow you to do that, understand”

Jun Xiao Yao, his tone severe.

But the stricter he was, the more it showed Jiang Shengyi's standing in his heart.

Jiang Shengyi silently accepted Jun Xiaoyao's harsh yet tender affection.

She wouldn't mind spending an eternity with you, living a carefree life together.

But compared to this, she hoped more that Jun Xiaoyao could live a long and peaceful life.

"Promise me, don't do this kind of foolish thing again," Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Well, I promise you."

Jiang Shengyi also reacted instinctively, hugging Jun Xiaoyao tightly.

Seeing this scene, the emperor Wu-Zhong's eyes flashed with a faint trace of satisfaction.

Then he seemed to remember something, a trace of sorrow and grief appearing in his heart.

"That's great..."

On Jun Di Ting's side, seeing Jun Xiao Yao and Jiang Sheng Yi embrace, Jiang Luo Li broke into a smile.

The two most important people in her life are safe and sound. That's truly wonderful.

"Saint..."

Here, in the desolate fairy realm, Yu Qingning was also overjoyed to tears.

Her only apprentice remained unharmed, safe in the arms of her beloved.

This scene fills one with joy from the heart.

"Great, so fate's cycle can be broken after all."

"Jun Xiaoyao and Sheng Yi both broke free from the shackles of fate."

The Saint Lord of Yaochi was also delighted.

Jiang Shengyi, escaped the destiny belonging to Xi Wangmu.

It can be said that such an ending is a happy one.

Just when everyone in the Immortal Realm had let out a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, a voice filled with an unbearable coldness and sharpness rang out.

"Cough... You think it's all over"

And that light of destruction, gradually faded.

A figure, broken and blood-stained, appeared.

The Emperor of Immortality is the one.

At this moment, he had lost his previous detachment and composure.

His divine body was riddled with cracks, blood flowing freely.

Every drop of blood shattered the void.

A blood palm print appeared on his chest, inflicting grave damage upon his mythical body.

It was the energy left behind by the Ghostly Queen Empress.

Of course, the self-destruction of Nanke Meng also dealt a heavy blow to Emperor Changsheng.

At this moment, his breath was ragged.

He was severely injured.

The sins of countless ages are difficult to suppress completely.

Erupted from every part of his body.

If the divine body of the Eternal Emperor is compared to a universe.

That eons-worth of sin is the poison that corrodes the universe.

This inflicted further pain on the Heavenly Emperor, causing blood to spill from his mouth once more.

"This… is still alive!"

Seeing the Emperor of Immortality appear once more.

The Immortal Realm was filled with countless gasps of astonishment.

The Mythical Emperor is too terrifying.

Having gone through such a great war.

Furthermore, he exerted more than 30% of his power to suppress the sins of all ages.

...also endured the full destructive power of a near-divine self-detonation. ...

... even suffered a palm strike from the Ghost Empress. ...

Even so, the Immortal Emperor was not yet dead, he had only been seriously injured.

This life force and power, worthy of being called the Mythical Emperor!

Even the myriad creatures of the Immortal Domain have to sigh in admiration. Emperor Longevity is indeed a terrifying and unrivaled hegemon!

"Don't worry, everyone. Looking at his current state, he can no longer pose a threat to the Immortal Realm."

A strong warrior from the Immortal Realm said.

Although the Immortal Emperor is still alive, his current state is far from his peak.

To try and wash the fairy realm in blood with one's own power is no longer feasible.

"Emperor of Immortality, your time has come to an end."

The Wuzhong Emperor spoke in a flat tone.

Although he himself was in poor physical condition, far from his peak, and at a low point.

But the Immortal Emperor was not faring well at this moment either.

In short, even without Jun Xiaoyao and others.

The Emporer with no end, even now, can suppress the Longevity Emperor.

...and without the Longevity Emperor, relying solely on the three High Priests like the Ancestor of Saints would obviously be insufficient to complete the Great Purge.

This way, the turmoil of this life has basically come to an end.

Nine Heavens Forbidden Zone, defeated.

"No end Are you so sure"

Although the Emperor of Immortality's body was shattering, he was after all a mythical emperor. It was still very difficult to kill him.

"You can no longer stir up chaos. Let us, then, bring an end to this world's turmoil."

The Emperor of Eternity raised his hand, the Bell of Eternity resonating.

He was ready to strike, to wage a final death battle against the Immortal Emperor.

Get rid of this last pain in the neck!

"Senior Wu-Zhong..."

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes shook.

The Dream Emperor has sacrificed himself.

Could even the boundless also come to an end

"Freely..."

Jiang Shengyi held onto Jun Xiaoyao's hand tightly.

No matter what the outcome, they will face it together.

And just as the atmosphere thickened with tension.

Suddenly, a figure darted towards the Chengxian Gate at lightning speed!

"Emperor Haotian!"

Jun Xiao Yao's eyes flashed with a cold light!e love in Gudizi's heart gradually transform into a kind of unwillingness and resentment.At this time, the man riding the dragon on his seat, Lao Shiliu of the Eighteen Riders of Yan Yun, spoke softly...