Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

"Roar!"

With a low growl, the Lord of the Abyss bit down on the wound on the neck of the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon, and then tried to pull out its dragon tendons in their entirety.

Just then, a golden sword light slashed down from the sky.

It was the patriarch of the Juntian clan who, as if experiencing a final burst of energy before death, regained his peak aura.

No, it even surpasses the peak!

However, his long hair had now turned completely white.

That sword light instantly pierced through the head of the Abyss Lord, which was biting the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon.

Immediately afterwards, his figure flashed and appeared in front of the Lord of the Abyss. A golden light flashed and shaved off half of another head.

"Well done, Chieftain!"

"That's it, kill that bastard!"

"..."

In an instant, the eight hunting ancestors were invigorated.

However, only Ling Feng, who also controlled the power of the Wheel of Time, could sense that just a moment ago, the Juntian Clan Chief activated the Wheel of Time.

This last burst of energy, like a final burst of life before death, will mercilessly drain away his last bit of vitality.

"Roar--"

The head of the Lord of the Abyss, pierced by the golden sword light, let out a roar of unbearable pain, and black blood gushed out from the wound like a fountain!

He turned his head sharply, and on the remaining seven heads, fourteen blood-red pupils locked onto the suddenly appearing figure!
"Jun Tian!"

The Abyss Lord's voice was filled with rage and astonishment, "You still have power left?!"

He never expected that the Juntian Clan Chief, who was clearly on his deathbed just now, could still unleash such powerful strength!

Clearly, when the power of annihilation broke through the magic array, Juntian and the eight great hunting ancestors should have been exhausted and on their last legs!

However, when he saw what the Juntian Clan Chief looked like, he burst into wild laughter.

Not only had the Juntian Clan Chief's hair turned completely white, but his face was also covered with deep wrinkles, as if he had aged thousands of years in an instant!
"Hahaha, so it was a case of killing the goose that lays the golden eggs, leading to self-destruction!"

The Lord of the Abyss grinned maliciously, "Jun Tian, ​​even for you, in this state, forcibly using the power of the Wheel of Time would likely only lead to your death!"

"what?"

"Chief, you..."

The hopes that the Eight Great Hunting Ancestors had just begun to ignite immediately sank to the bottom.

It turns out that the clan leader had already used his last trump card.

And everything he just did was nothing more than...

Back to the light?

For a moment, everyone gritted their teeth, their eyes fixed on the back of the Juntian Clan Chief, their eyes red with anger.

Jun Tian held a long sword in his hand. Although he was old and frail, his sharp eyes were still as bright as stars, flashing with a resolute light!
"It's just death!"

The patriarch of the Juntian clan spoke slowly, his voice carrying an indescribable desolation and tragic grandeur, "Mingyuan, today, you will not succeed!"

"Chieftain!"

"no no!!!"

The voices of the eight hunting ancestors trembled. How could they not understand that their patriarch was using his own life to buy himself a little more time!
They beat their chests in grief and anger, wanting to rush forward and fight alongside their chieftain, but they didn't even have the strength to get up.

"Stop crying!"

Without turning his head, the clan leader of Juntian shouted, "Everyone, perk up! Don't give up until the very last moment! Recover your strength as much as possible, even if it's just to buy Ninth Brother a moment, burn your last bit of life!"

"Yes!"

The eight hunting ancestors gritted their teeth, barely managed to sit cross-legged, and activated the Ancestral God Technique in an attempt to restore the power of their ancestral veins.

All they had to do was rush forward, one after another, with no choice but to die!

"interesting!"

Mingyuan sneered, "Juntian, do you think you can still stop me now that you're so old and frail?"

As he continued to beat Huang Gu, who was still clinging to him, he glared at Jun Tian with a cold smile, "Don't make me laugh!"

Jun Tian took a deep breath, his gaze fixed on the Lord of the Abyss, and slowly raised the golden longsword in his hand.

"Whether I can stop you or not, you're ready for my final dance!"

Before he could finish speaking, the Juntian Clan Chief's figure suddenly vanished from the spot!
The next moment, he appeared above the head of the Lord of the Abyss, his golden sword transforming into a golden light that stretched across the sky, slashing fiercely down at the Lord of the Abyss's head!

"court death!"

Lord Mingyuan roared, swinging all six arms simultaneously, activating six demonic weapons, and with earth-shattering power, met the golden sword light head-on!

boom!
The moment the golden sword light collided with the six demonic weapons, a deafening roar erupted!

A terrifying energy fluctuation spread wildly outwards from the point of collision!
Wherever that energy fluctuation passed, space shattered inch by inch, turning into countless tiny fragments of space!

The massive True Demon Annihilation Body of the Abyss Lord was actually forced to retreat several steps by this sword strike!

"puff!"

Although the Juntian Clan Chief was so shocked that he spat out a mouthful of blood, he used the force of the shock to flip in the air and land steadily on the head of the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon.

"Can the Ancient Desolation Realm hold on?"

The patriarch of the Juntian clan looked at the broken body of the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon, a hint of pity flashing in his eyes.

The current state of the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon can only be described as appalling.

Half of his body had been smashed, his dragon tail had been torn off, and one of his dragon claws had been crushed. Almost no part of his body was intact.

Golden blood flowed from his wounds like a waterfall, dyeing the void beneath him a golden hue.

Even so, he still used his last remaining dragon claw to hold onto the body of the Lord of the Abyss tightly, refusing to let go.

"Cough cough... I'm not dead yet..."

The Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon coughed up a mouthful of golden blood, its voice extremely weak, but its eyes still burned with an indomitable fighting spirit.

"This beast's strength has increased dramatically after merging with the power of those annihilated rulers... and... huff... huff..."

As he spoke, he gasped for breath, “It’s still improving, but I’m afraid I can’t keep going for much longer.”

As the seal on the Pillars of Creation weakens, the power that the destroyed rulers can "lend" to the Lord of the Abyss naturally becomes increasingly vast.

With the tides rising and falling, the fact that Huanggu has been able to hold on until now is simply due to sheer willpower.

"Then let's join forces and buy Ninth Brother a little more time!"

The Juntian Clan Chief forced a smile. "I believe he will succeed!"

The Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon paused for a moment, then slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. "Of course! Of course!"

In an instant, Huang Gu's eyes, which had been dim, burst forth with a dazzling light once more.

"Roar!" A high-pitched dragon roar rang out, and the Ancient Desolate launched another attack, biting hard on the shoulder of the True Demon Annihilation Body and tearing off a large piece of flesh.

"Damn crawler!"

Lord Mingyuan roared, his fists raining down like raindrops, "Let's see how much strength you have left!"

At the same time, Jun Tian leaped up again. He took a deep breath, and the golden longsword in his hand suddenly burst forth with dazzling light. He roared loudly, "All members of the Star Hunter Clan, heed my command! After my death, the First Hunter Ancestor, Shi Tian, ​​will be the clan leader!"

"After Shi Tian's death, the next Shou Ancestor will succeed him!"

"All clan leaders must exert every effort to lead their clans, one after another, to intercept the Darkborn of the Dead Star! Until the last clansman sheds their blood!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he flashed and transformed into a golden lightning bolt, rapidly spinning around Lord Mingyuan.

Each time he appeared, an incomparably sharp sword light would slash through the sky and strike the Lord of the Abyss.

Meanwhile, the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon tightly entangled the Abyss Lord's arms and torso, greatly hindering his movements.

In an instant, the Lord of the Abyss was attacked by the two of them, and wounds began to appear all over his body.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

The Lord of the Abyss roared madly, his bloodshot eyes flashing with furious light!

"You two old bastards! Since you're courting death, then I'll grant your wish!"

With a roar, the Lord of the Abyss finally put away his mockery and arrogance, and directly summoned eighteen peerless demonic weapons, which were then frantically bombarded towards the Clan Chief of Juntian and the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon!

Boom boom boom boom boom!
A series of earth-shattering explosions resounded through the void!

Golden and black blood fell from the sky like rain, staining the entire world's seas a mottled crimson!
"Die, all of you! Die!"

The Lord of the Abyss held nothing back, unleashing the destructive power of the Dominator within him.

Huang Gu and Jun Tian had long since disregarded life and death.

They never thought they could defeat Mingyuan. As long as they could hold out until Lingfeng successfully refined the Pillar of Creation, victory would ultimately belong to the Star Hunter Clan!
A quarter of an hour!

Half an hour!
……

Even though they had given it their all, the moment of exhaustion came sooner than they had expected.

Although Juntian unleashed power beyond his peak with the power of the Wheel of Time, this state was merely a final burst of energy before death and could not last.

Every minute and every second, his life was slipping away at breakneck speed!
His face grew paler and paler, his breathing became more and more rapid, and his movements became increasingly sluggish!

At this moment, he didn't even have the strength to lift his sword.

His aged face was covered with wrinkles, and at that moment, his vitality was completely extinguished.

boom!
A heavy punch slammed into Jun Tian's body, instantly exploding into a cloud of blood mist.

"Chieftain!"

The eight great hunter ancestors and the elites of the Star Hunter clan felt even more desperate as they looked at the figure of the Juntian clan leader.

Just then, Huang Gu suddenly swung out his dragon whiskers, wrapping them around the Juntian clan leader's body and pulling him back to his side.

However, Jun Tian had already lost consciousness and completely passed out.

He was barely clinging to life; once he fell asleep, he would likely never wake up again.

A trace of sorrow flashed in Huang Gu's eyes. He flung the body of the Juntian Clan Chief toward the direction of the Eight Great Hunting Ancestors, and at the same time let out a high-pitched dragon roar.

His final moments are finally coming!

"Hmph! It's over!"

Lord Mingyuan snorted coldly, "All that's left is you, you stupid dragon. Let's see how you can stop me now?"

"Even if we can't stop it, we have to stop it!"

The Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon glared intently at Lord Mingyuan, "Mingyuan, no matter how much you scheme, you will not succeed! The one who laughs last will be us, not you, you beast!"

"court death!"

Lord Mingyuan grabbed the massive dragon body of the Desolate Ancient and punched it through the Desolate Ancient's chest.

laugh!
Golden blood splattered out, and the ancient vitality was slowly fading away.

Every breath felt like the last.

He weakly raised his dragon claw, but his remaining strength was no longer enough to break through the tough skin of the True Demon Annihilation Body.

He could only rely on his massive body to press down on the Lord of the Abyss, trying his best to hinder the Lord of the Abyss's progress.

However, such interference has become negligible for the True Demon Annihilation Body.

On the other side, Shi Tian caught the body of the Jun Tian clan leader and helped him lie down on the ground.

Then, he slowly stood up.

In the two quarters of an hour that the patriarch Juntian had fought for, he finally regained a bit of his strength.

After all, he passed the test of the Rock Leg in the Forbidden Palace and obtained a wisp of Rock Source, which made his willpower incredibly tough and powerful.

With the combined power of the Source of Rock and the Innate Metal Source, his strength was comparable to that of Jun Tian at his peak.

He took a deep look at Juntian lying on the ground, then turned to look at Lingfeng, a resolute glint in his eyes.

"I will inherit the will of the Juntian Clan Chief and become the new Clan Chief!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure suddenly flew out and rushed directly towards the True Demon Annihilation Body of the Abyss Lord.

The other seven Hunter Ancestors gritted their teeth and remained silent, focusing solely on restoring their primordial power.

When Shi Tian falls, they will be next!

Following the will of Patriarch Juntian, we will advance wave upon wave, until our dying breath!
Ling Feng could only clench his fists tightly, knowing everything that was happening outside, but he couldn't afford to be distracted at all.

Otherwise, all previous efforts will be in vain.

He gritted his teeth and relentlessly charged at that last barrier, again and again!
However, that barrier was like an insurmountable chasm, impossible to cross.

why?
Why is it still not working?
He had clearly obtained the complete inheritance of creation, awakened the body and soul of a god, and become a true "God of Creation".

But why is it that we can never take that final step?

Could it be that I, this so-called chosen one of the gods, am nothing but a complete joke?
If everyone dies one after another, does his success really have any meaning?
at the same time.

A colossal celestial mark rose up, merging with the sharp edge of the innate metal essence, transforming into countless golden rays that rained down upon the Lord of the Abyss.

"Will this ever end?!"

Lord Mingyuan snorted coldly and let out another earth-shattering roar!

"Enough! I've lost all patience for this!"

In an instant, the remaining seven heads of the True Demon Annihilation Body simultaneously opened their blood-red maws and spewed out seven beams of black light!
The seven black rays intertwined and merged in the air, transforming into a huge black pillar of light that pierced through Shi Tian's direction with a deafening roar!

At the same time, arms wielded eighteen demonic weapons, all fiercely slashing towards the Desolate Ancient Realm.

Clearly, he intended to achieve his goal in one decisive battle and end the conflict completely. (End of Chapter)