Demoness who covers the sky, please help me practice

The collision between weirdness and order, and the confrontation between darkness and light are sweeping everything away with overwhelming force.

Living creatures struggled like ants in this catastrophe, and the battle between Emperor Huang Tian and the three Immortal Emperors was only the prelude to this world-destroying frenzy.

The real crisis has not yet arrived.

"I am dead!"

At the source, a Taoist master’s face was as pale as paper, and his voice was full of despair and bitterness.

He stared at the tragic scene caused by the aftermath of the battle - a huge hole was torn in the distant sky, stars fell, the earth collapsed, and large areas of ancient dojo were reduced to dust.

He frantically deduced in his mind, using his own Dao-principle power to simulate the scene of facing the aftermath, but the result he got was so frightening that his heart was broken.
Even if someone like me stands at the pinnacle of Taoism, there is no way to survive.

Immortal Emperor Menghai and Immortal Emperor Luo stood above the clouds in the sky, both with solemn expressions.

The white hair of Immortal Emperor Menghai danced wildly in the wind, and the beautiful face of Immortal Emperor Luo was shrouded in shadow. The two looked at each other and sighed in unison.

“We can’t resist either.”

The voice of Immortal Emperor Menghai was low and hoarse, and every word seemed to carry a thousand pounds of weight.

Of course, what they were talking about was the center of the battle, not the aftermath.

As soon as these words were spoken, exclamations were heard all around.

You know, although the two Immortal Emperors no longer have the strength of their heyday, they are strong men standing in the Immortal Emperor realm after all. They have accumulated several sacrificial Yuans and can destroy a big world with a wave of their hands. They are by no means comparable to ordinary emperors.

"They can't do it either? It's just the beginning! Could it be that Emperor Huang Tian has already... taken that step and entered the realm of sacrifice?"

Some people in the crowd were secretly guessing in their hearts, their lips moving, but they did not dare to speak out this terrible thought.

It is because the realm of sacrifice is too mysterious and unpredictable. According to legend, as long as this realm is mentioned, it will bring about strange and unpredictable heavenly punishment.

Immortal Emperor Menghai and Immortal Emperor Luo remained silent and did not respond to everyone's speculation.

Although they yearned for the realm of sacrifice above the Immortal Emperor, they had never touched it even a little bit.

But from their perspective, they always felt that although Emperor Huang Tian was extremely powerful, he had not really taken that step yet.

After all, the gap between a Quasi-Emperor and an Immortal Emperor is as vast as the difference between heaven and earth.

The gap between Ji Dao and the Immortal Emperor is not that big, but with Emperor Huang Tian being invincible in the same level and able to fight against opponents of higher levels, this is definitely not the current situation.

Few people know that Emperor Huang Tian actually had a battle with the ancestor of the Dao of Sacrifice when he first ascended to the heavens.

If Emperor Huang Tian really ascends to the Dao-Sacrificing Realm, then the three Immortal Emperors will be nothing more than ants in front of him and can be destroyed in the blink of an eye.

Emperor Luo Xian shook his head slightly, with a complex light flashing in his eyes: "Emperor Huang Tian has not set foot here yet, but he is tempering himself through battles and seeking breakthroughs between battles."

Her voice was clear but with a hint of worry.

After hearing this, all the Dao Lords in heaven were shocked.

In their view, Emperor Huang Tian was fighting against three Immortal Emperors alone and trying to practice through such a tragic battle. He was undoubtedly walking on a tightrope on a cliff thousands of feet high. If he was not careful, he would be doomed.

If anything unexpected happens to Emperor Huang Tian in this battle, Heaven will lose its last pillar and face a catastrophe, and the entire Jiyuan Heaven will collapse.

Thinking of this, many Taoist masters felt a sense of fear in their hearts.

They had never thought that the survival of countless living beings in the heavens and myriad worlds now depended entirely on Emperor Huang Tian.

The majestic figure fighting above the heavens not only carries the hope of heaven, but is also the last line of defense of the heavens.

At this moment, they could only pray silently, praying that Emperor Huang Tian would be safe and sound in this shocking battle and successfully break through.

But there was also a Dao Ancestor who had an epiphany in his despair: If Emperor Huang Tian failed to enter the realm of sacrificial Dao in the future, then the horrific sacrifice that the weird clan had been brewing for countless tens of thousands of years would finally come.

By then, even if God can survive the current confrontation, it will ultimately be just a fight of a trapped beast and will not be able to escape the fate of destruction.

Such thoughts gnawed at their Dao hearts like a poisonous snake, causing the Dao Masters to have different expressions. Some were in a state of panic all day long, while others clenched their fists with a look of determination in their eyes.

Above the heavens, the flames of war are still burning.

The moment Emperor Huang Tian destroyed several strange altars with one sword, wailing sounds suddenly rose between heaven and earth.

Those were the souls of the geniuses that had been harvested by the great sacrifice over countless years. They were trapped deep within the altar and suffered endless torture. At this moment, they finally took advantage of the collapse of the altar to let out their unwilling roars.

The voice was as mournful as an owl weeping blood at night, piercing through the sky and making all living creatures in the heavens cry upon hearing it.

"Too deceiving!"

A dark immortal emperor from the weird clan roared angrily, and the black blood flowing from the corner of his mouth was mixed with a strange red ink-colored Taoist rhyme - that was a sign that his origin was damaged.

The several altars that were destroyed were all treasures that he had spent countless efforts to nurture. Now that they were destroyed, it was like a heart-wrenching pain for him.

However, Emperor Huang Tian turned a deaf ear to it, and there was even a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

"Is that it?" His whisper echoed in the void like the morning bell and evening drum.

The counterattack of the three Immortal Emperors just now was just a gentle breeze blowing against the willows to him. It did not cause much waves and even gave him the illusion that time was going backwards.

It was as if he had returned to the moment when he first fought against these three people, and their efforts were also in vain at that time.

"That's it?"

Emperor Huang Tian's tone was extremely calm, but it was like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of the three Immortal Emperors hard.

They only felt an unprecedented sense of humiliation surging in their hearts, the aura around them instantly violently lost control, and their bodies under the black robes were shaking violently with anger.

"You deserve to die!"

The three Immortal Emperors roared almost at the same time, their voices filled with madness and despair.

The next moment, they all opened their mouths and spurted out streams of blood and essence containing terrifying power.

The essence of blood was dark gold in color, and every drop condensed their original power. It intertwined in the air to form a long rainbow that spanned the sky and the earth, and poured into the remaining altar with a loud bang.

They used their own imperial blood as a sacrifice to perform this forbidden technique that would injure the enemy by a thousand but injure themselves by eight hundred.

In an instant, the weird atmosphere of the entire dark world boiled over, and all the creatures infected by the weirdness roared to the sky, as if they were summoned by some mysterious force.

The power of this Emperor's Blood Sacrifice was, for a moment, not inferior to the grand sacrifice that the Weird Clan had been preparing for many years.

The laws of heaven and earth were twisted and deformed by this force, and spider-web-like cracks appeared in the space above the heavens. "Fight! Kill them all!"

A roar filled with endless murderous intent was like a heavy hammer hitting the heart of the heavens and all worlds.

All dark creatures were affected, and the power seemed to be bestowed upon the three Immortal Emperors.

Deep in the underworld, the eyes of the reincarnation slaves who were infected by the strange aura instantly became bloodshot, and strange black whirlpools appeared in their pupils.

They had no time to find the real enemy, and they began to fight each other like crazy. The sound of sharp claws tearing flesh and shrill screams could be heard one after another.

In an instant, the power that Jiang Yun had painstakingly accumulated over the years suffered a severe blow, and a full ten percent of his strength was wiped out in this infighting.

Fortunately, those reincarnation guardians who had been baptized and converted by him were like the backbone, resisting the erosion of this evil force with their firm Tao heart.

Jiang Yun had an idea and brought them all into the dark origin world. The area under his control became a safe haven for these loyal subordinates.

However, at this moment, Jiang Yun had no time to feel sorry for the loss of power.

All his attention was fixed on the Taoist masters of the underworld beside him like a hawk.

Compared with the reincarnation slaves who have lost their minds, the situation of the Taoist masters is slightly better, but not much better.

A surge of murderous intent burst out from their bodies, as if a sleeping beast was awakened.

The strange and ominous aura twisted and entangled around them like a living thing, seeping into their foundation of Taoism.

The great Dao of every Dao Ancestor trembled violently under the impact of this evil force, as if it would collapse and disintegrate at any time.

The severely injured Taoist Master Ran Gu could hardly resist the erosion of this evil force.

His veins bulged, his eyes were bloodshot, and he roared as he rushed towards the center of the heavens, as if there was a target there that he must destroy.

At the critical moment, the Taoist Ancestor of the Underworld flashed and stood in front of him like a towering mountain.

Under the protection of the altar's phantom, the Taoist Ancestor of the Underworld stretched out his big hand, and his fingertips containing terrifying power touched the Taoist Ancestor of the Burning Bones' brow. The powerful force instantly suppressed him and sealed him into the abyss again.

As the most powerful person in the underworld, the Taoist Ancestor of the Netherworld has demonstrated amazing strength and composure and has managed to remain rational under the erosion of weirdness and ominousness.

But at the moment he made his move, a strange glimpse flashed across his eyes.

Normally, he could hide his thoughts tightly, but at this moment, under the influence of this evil force, he could no longer conceal his inner shock.

The Taoist Ancestor of the Underworld stared at Jiang Yun, his eyes seemed to see through him.

Jiang Yun was startled and immediately realized his mistake - he was too calm under the terrifying pressure of this strange altar.

You know, the power of this altar affected all the strange creatures in the heavens, making them go crazy, but he himself had no reaction. This was really too abnormal.

In a flash, Jiang Yun roared to the sky, and a strong strange and ominous aura around him rose into the sky like a huge black mushroom cloud.

He grabbed Hou Ming beside him and disguised himself as being affected by the power of the altar, secretly alert in his heart.

"Sister Hou Ming, I can't bear it anymore, come and help me!"

There was a deliberate tremor in Jiang Yun's voice, as if he was struggling fiercely against the strange power in his body.

Before he finished his words, the golden-red flame of reincarnation surged out of his body like a volcanic eruption, but the surface was covered with a layer of twisted black mist, as if it was eroded by a strange aura.

Fortunately, Jiang Yun deliberately did not let Shi Yi and Tianzi show up, otherwise the difference would be more obvious.

Hou Ming was also gritting his teeth at this moment, suppressing the surging fighting spirit in his heart. Seeing Jiang Yun like this, he immediately used the Hellfire.

A dark blue flame rose from her fingertips and entangled with Jiang Yun's golden-red Taoist flame. One was cold, one was hot, one was dark, one was bright. They seemed to be fighting fiercely, but they formed some kind of mysterious balance in the collision, just like the yin and yang fish, nurturing life in destruction.

Witnessing this scene, the vigilance in the eyes of the Underworld Taoist gradually faded, and the discordant doubt finally disappeared.

“Daoyuan Daozu was able to suppress it for such a long time. Even without the help of the Dao Flame of Reincarnation, his strength is probably not inferior to that of the old Daozu!”

He slowly withdrew his gaze and turned his attention back to the depths of the battlefield.

In the four ancient source lands, all the Dao Ancestors were trying their best to suppress the riots in their bodies. Fortunately, this strange frenzy caused by the Emperor's blood sacrifice was only a short-lived outbreak.

As time went by, the strange and ominous aura surging from them gradually became less intense.

At the same time, he felt that a lot of his power had been borrowed by the three Immortal Emperors.

At the same time, the battlefield above heaven has reached a white-hot stage.

The imperial blood of the three Immortal Emperors was almost exhausted. Their bodies were like candles in the wind, shaking constantly under the sword intent of Emperor Huang Tian. Their faces were as pale as paper, and there were dark red bloodstains at the corners of their mouths.

If such a miserable scene were reported back to the Ertu Plateau, it would probably shock all the strange creatures. However, under the terrifying pressure of Emperor Huang Tian, ​​it actually happened.

Countless amounts of emperor blood were sacrificed to the altar. Those essences of blood containing the original power of the Immortal Emperor were like catalysts, causing strange changes to the altar.

Time solidified on the battlefield above the heavens, and space twisted into strange geometric shapes. A mysterious and ancient breath burst out from the altar, like an invisible giant pillar, piercing the sky and even penetrating every inch of space in the heavens.

The boundless sacrificial sea was also affected by this breath. The waves rose into the sky, forming a blood-red wave of countless worlds stacked together, as if to submerge the heavens.

On the other side of the sea boundary, the monks of ordinary realms were still ignorant of the impending catastrophe. They were busy in their respective worlds, unaware that a crisis that could destroy the heavens was quietly approaching.

However, a few perceptive Immortal Kings such as Chu Xuan felt a chill on their backs. Looking at the strange phenomenon surging in the direction of the Jihai Sea, an indescribable fear surged in their hearts, as if they saw the foreshadowing of the end of the world.

The sword light that stretched across the sea boundary was also shaking violently at this moment, as if wailing for the impending doomsday.

"What on earth happened?" Immortal King Chu Xuan murmured to himself, his voice full of helplessness and fear.

The monks beside him also turned pale and trembled all over: "The Heaven Palace has collapsed!"

But in the face of this drastic change in heaven and earth, their voices were so small, like the cries of ants, and were soon drowned out by the roar of the sea sacrifice.

The entire sea of ​​​​boundary is filled with an atmosphere of despair and fear, as if the world is about to come to an end.

Above the sky, strange blood-colored clouds surged like living things, dyeing the entire world dark red.

Emperor Huang Tian stood in the center, his robes rustling. He took a deep breath, and the sword intent around him erupted like a volcano, but at the same time he restrained 90% of his strength - his spiritual consciousness had already penetrated the battlefield and locked onto the direction of the Ertu Plateau.

There, a terrifying aura that has been dormant for countless epochs is slowly awakening, like a sleeping dragon opening its eyes.

"This is enough!"

The voice of Emperor Huang Tian was like a huge bell, making the space buzz. (End of this chapter)