Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

In an instant, the nine heads of the True Demon Annihilation Body simultaneously let out a sinister laugh, and its eighteen arms, like iron hoops, tightly bound the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon.

Immediately afterwards, he opened his blood-red maw filled with sharp teeth and bit down hard on the neck of the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon!
Click!

A crisp sound!
A large chunk of flesh was bitten off the neck of the ancient ancestral spirit dragon!
Golden blood gushed out like a fountain!

"Roar--"

The Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon let out a painful roar, struggling desperately to break free from the Abyss Lord's restraints!

However, the eighteen arms of the Lord of the Abyss tightly bound the body of the ancient ancestral dragon, and no matter how much he struggled, he could not break free!

"Hahaha! Stop struggling! It's useless! I'm going to torture you to death!"

The Lord of the Abyss laughed wildly, opened his blood-red maw once more, and his nine heads once again bit down on the neck of the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon!

"Roar!"

The Ancient Desolate let out a painful roar, and actually gave up struggling. Instead, it used its dragon body to tightly wrap around the True Demon Annihilation Body. Then, it raised its dragon head, opened its mouth wide, and bit down hard on one of the heads of the Lord of the Abyss!
Click!

That head was actually bitten off by the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon!

"Ow—"

The Lord of the Abyss let out a shrill scream, subconsciously loosening his grip on several arms, his blood-red pupils staring intently at the Desolate Ancient.

"Damn crawler, how dare you!"

He let out a hysterical roar, and his remaining eight heads simultaneously bit into the ancient dragon's body, tearing off large chunks of flesh with each bite.

Splash!
Blood splattered, staining the void!
The Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon was not to be outdone. On one hand, it tightly entangled the True Demon World Destroyer, and on the other hand, it went berserk, constantly opening its blood-red maw to bite at the other's head.

"Roar!"

The Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon let out a deafening roar, opened its maw, and once again bit down on one of the heads of the Abyss Lord!
He has given up on defense and evasion!

He wanted to use his own flesh and blood to entangle Lord Mingyuan and buy Ling Feng as much time as possible!
Even if it means death!

"You're insane! You're a madman!"

The Lord of the Abyss roared, his eighteen arms pounding furiously against the body of the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon!

One punch!
Two punches!

Three punches!

Each punch carried immense power, smashing the ancient ancestral spirit dragon's body into a bloody mess!
However, the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon seemed to feel no pain, clinging tightly to the Lord of the Abyss, tearing at him frantically, bite after bite!

Click!

Another head was bitten off by the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon!

Click!

One arm was forcibly torn off by the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon!
However, the Abyss Lord's attack was even more ferocious.

His remaining fists, like a storm, relentlessly pounded against the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon!
boom!
boom!
boom!
Each punch carried destructive power, leaving the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon's body riddled with holes!

Golden blood flowed out like a river, dyeing the entire void golden!

original!

brutal!

rough!

The two enormous creatures, like two wild beasts, were tearing and wrestling wildly.

However, it was visibly that the aura of the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon was becoming increasingly weak.

His attacks became increasingly weak and ineffective.

It simply used its massive dragon body to tightly bind the True Demon Annihilation Body.

laugh!
With a cascade of blood, one of the ancient ancestral dragon's claws was torn off.

However, even its painful cries now sounded somewhat weak and feeble.

"Ancient Era!"

The eight hunting ancestors and Juntian had their eyes bloodshot with rage. They desperately wanted to unleash even the slightest bit of their primordial power, just to get a punch out of that Abyss Lord.

But they didn't even have the strength to get up.

The moment that destructive power broke through the magic array, its terrifying source of destruction had already caused a great backlash against the foundation of their ancestral lineage.

It's already a miracle that they survived.

Meanwhile, the Star Hunter elites who were still frantically trying to stop the Darkborn of the Death Star were now driven to the brink of despair.

The Dark Descendants of the Dead Stars brought by Lord Mingyuan also experienced a surge in strength after he unleashed the True Demon Annihilation Body.

The Shadow Hunters fell one after another, and the vast, dark army of Darkin was about to reach the Eight Great Hunter Ancestors.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

The Lord of the Abyss grinned madly, "Ancient Desolation, even if you use your life to hold me back, so what? Just watch, I will make you die in agony in the abyss of despair!"

Chi Chi Chi!
One by one, elite Star Hunters perished in the siege of the Darkborn of the Dead Star, leaving less than a tenth of the remaining Star Hunters.

At this rate, it won't be long before these Darkin from the dead break through the last line of defense.

Given the current state of the Juntian Clan Chief and the Eight Great Hunting Ancestors, they are simply powerless to stop it.

The situation has deteriorated to a point of despair.

And at that very moment!
But Hunqi clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and flew out.

An eerie light began to flicker in her blood-red eyes.

The next moment, some low-ranking Darkborn of the Death Star froze, and then fell into the control of Soul Cry.

She took a deep breath, tears of blood streaming from her eyes. Then, she made a hand seal, causing the Darkborn of the Dead Stars that she had been controlling to begin slaughtering their own kind.

In a sense, Soul Cry's ability is actually quite extraordinary; it's just a pity that her own strength is ultimately lacking.

Otherwise, if they could control those Darkborn at the level of the Demon King, they might be able to temporarily reverse the situation.

But for now, it's just a matter of delaying things a little longer.

"what?"

A winged, bird-like creature named Hongsha watched as all of its subordinates "betrayed" it.

Immediately afterwards, they launched a fearless attack on him.

He frowned, and the next moment, he discovered the problem.

"You traitor!"

The bird-like man stared intently, his soul weeping.

In the past, Hunqi was one of the twelve evil spirits of the Hongxing Palace, while he was at best a prospective member.

Therefore, he naturally recognized Hunqi.

The bird-man roared, then yelled at the several powerful warriors at the Deathly Haunt level beside him, "Take care of that traitor first!"

"Yes!"

In an instant, the three demonic spirits broke away from the group and sped off towards the direction of Soul Cry.

Although Soul Cry immediately manipulated the Darkin army to intercept them, one Demon King still managed to break through the encirclement and roared as it pounced on Soul Cry.

Hunqi's expression suddenly changed. In terms of attack power, she was considered to be at the bottom among the original Twelve Killing Demons.

And this current batch of Blood Demons, under the tutelage of Lord Mingyuan, are almost all as strong as the former Fourth Blood Demon Blood Roar!
"Leave it to us!"

Just as Hunqi was about to be seized by the demon, three more golden lights shot into the sky.

However, three Star Hunters at the level of Hunting Ancestors flew up and blocked Soul Cry's path.

Although they didn't know Soul Cry yet, nor did they understand why this Darkborn of the Death Star would help them, since he had come with Ling Feng, they were now allies.

The ability of Soul Cry can buy more time.

That's enough!

In an instant, the three Star Hunters formed a great formation, protecting Soul Cry behind them, finally giving Soul Cry a chance to catch its breath.

Hunqi gritted her teeth, her eyes flashing with even more bloodlust. She manipulated as many of the Darkborn of the Dead Stars as possible, and in an instant, the pressure on those elite Star Hunters was greatly reduced.

This undoubtedly bought Ling Feng some more time.

Damn it!

Lord Mingyuan was furious that Hunqi dared to oppose him. He roared and wished he could crush Hunqi to death immediately.

However, Huang Gu still held him tightly, making it impossible for him to break free.

"You stupid dragon!"

Lord Mingyuan was furious. At this moment, he and Ling Feng were racing against time.

He must assist those annihilated rulers in breaking through the seal before Ling Feng completely refines the Pillar of Creation.

Otherwise, once the seal is restored, there may be no more chances.

"Let me go! Let me go!"

The Abyss Lord's fists rained down on the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon's body like cannonballs, each punch accompanied by a shower of blood.

"Roar!!"

With another painful roar, Lord Mingyuan actually tore off the entire tail of the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon.

Large swaths of dragon scales fell off, causing Huang Gu to nearly collapse from the pain.

But he still clung to Lord Mingyuan until the very end of his life!

"Ancient times..."

Ling Feng gritted his teeth, his eyes already turning bloodshot!

He could sense that the aura of the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon was becoming weaker and weaker!

Hurry! Hurry!

Ling Feng frantically activated the divine energy of creation within his body, assaulting the final barrier of the Pillar of Creation!
"Break! Break! Break!"

However, that final barrier was like an insurmountable chasm, impossible to cross.

hateful!

hateful!

Ling Feng's aura began to become chaotic due to his anxiety, and the demonic sounds that annihilated the rulers became increasingly ferocious and violent.

"Give up!"

You have no chance!

"This world shall perish!"

Ling Feng gritted his teeth and persevered. Everyone had struggled until now so that he could create a miracle.

How could he let everyone down!

However, at that moment, a mournful dragon roar resounded throughout the heavens!
The eight hunting ancestors and the patriarch of the Juntian clan looked up.

All that could be seen was the three heads of the True Demon Annihilation Body simultaneously opening their blood-red maws and biting down hard on the neck of the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon!
Click!

A crisp sound!
The neck of the ancient ancestral spirit dragon was bitten off!
Golden blood gushed out like a fountain!

Immediately afterwards, a thick arm grabbed directly from Huang Gu's wound.

The next moment, a pale golden dragon tendon was drawn out.

laugh!
In just a moment, the entire dragon tendon was torn off.

"Roar--"

The Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon let out a shrill roar, its massive body convulsed violently a few times, and then it slumped down limply!

His breath was rapidly becoming weak and feeble!
"Senior Huang Gu!"

"Old Dragon!"

"No!"

The eight hunting ancestors almost simultaneously let out a heart-wrenching roar, their eyes instantly turning bloodshot!
The dragon's tendons were pulled out, its tail was torn off, and almost half of the ancient ancestral spirit dragon's body was dented. Even its body was torn apart by the twirling.

At this moment, Huang Gu was almost on his last breath.

However, he still deeply embedded the dragon claw into the body of the True Demon Annihilation Body, with most of his body hanging from the True Demon Annihilation Body by the dragon claw, filled with tragedy and desolation.

"Hahaha! Finally, I've gotten rid of this annoying crawler!!"

The Lord of the Abyss laughed wildly, released the lifeless body of the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon, and grabbed its head.

His fingers plunged deep into the ancient dragon's eye sockets, and then, with a sudden grab, he crushed the ancient dragon's head.

laugh!
Brain matter splattered out, and the Lord of the Abyss grabbed the half-destroyed body of the Ancient Desolate One, along with the barbs of its dragon claws, and threw it away.

"Hmph, it's time to end this!"

He turned around, his bloodshot eyes glaring intently at Ling Feng. "Next, kid, let's settle the score from last time!"

Last time, Ling Feng and the Lingyuan Holy Guard joined forces to severely injure him.

If his divine power in the Creation Realm hadn't been almost completely depleted, he probably would have died on the spot that time.

And this debt must be settled!
Ling Feng gritted his teeth, his eyes blazing with fury.

His body trembled slightly. Although Huang Gu had schemed against him before, seeing him burn his life to buy him time, his eyes immediately turned red.

"Damn it, damn it!"

Ling Feng clenched his fists tightly, but his anger only fueled the demonic sounds that threatened to destroy the ruler.

He clutched his head tightly, feeling as if his mind was about to explode.

The connection with the Pillars of Creation is also being gradually stripped away.

"not good!"

Yao Tian's expression changed drastically. "Ninth Brother, don't be distracted. We can't let Senior Huang Gu sacrifice himself in vain!"

"Oh? Is that so?"

A cold, sharp voice suddenly rang out, "Do you really think you still have a chance?"

In an instant, the True Demon Annihilation Body of the Abyss Lord appeared above the floating island.

They were almost within arm's reach of Ling Feng and the others!

The next moment, he grabbed with his large hand, and the several Hunting Ancestor-level experts who were besieging Hong Sha were instantly crushed.

Unsurprisingly, Soul Cry fell directly into the palm of Lord Mingyuan.

"traitor!"

Lord Mingyuan snorted coldly, and then, without hesitation, grasped Soul Cry in his palm. As blood dripped from his fingertips, the aura of Soul Cry vanished in an instant.

"This is the price for betraying my true self!"

The Lord of the Abyss swept his cold gaze across the crowd below, and said with a sinister smile, "So, who will be next?"

However, at this moment, dark golden runes, like a storm, suddenly swept out from the center of the Juntian Clan Chief.

"It's not over yet! I refuse to accept this outcome!"

Jun Tian stared intently at Ming Yuan, "The Wheel of Time, open!"

With a roar, time seemed to flow backward.

The blood of the Soul Crying Ancestor, who had originally died, returned to his body.

As time flowed backward, the ancient ancestral spirit dragon, whose life force had been extinguished, regained a sliver of vitality, returning to the moment when its dragon tendons were extracted.

It turns out that Juntian had already laid down the Wheel of Time at this very moment.

With the remaining power of his origin, he can only choose his fate once more.

The price, however, is the complete annihilation of all life force and essence! (End of Chapter)