Demoness who covers the sky, please help me practice

The figure of Emperor Huang Tian suddenly became blurred, and when he reappeared, he had crossed endless time and space. The sword in his hand turned into a dazzling galaxy, carrying the power of creation, and slashed towards the altar that was soaked in the emperor's blood.

This sword, seemingly using only 70% to 80% of the strength, contained his ultimate comprehension of the laws of the universe. Every sword mark was engraved with contempt for darkness.

More energy is spent on guarding against sneak attacks, and this has been the case over the years.

The endless blood mist was like a ferocious beast, roaring and rushing over to intercept.

These blood mists not only gathered the original imperial blood of the three Immortal Emperors, but also condensed the precious blood of geniuses harvested from the altars since the beginning of countless sacrifices.

The golden blood of the ancient demon king, the purple blood of the chaotic gods and demons, the red blood of the innate Taoist body... countless bloods of different colors blended in the void and turned into a strange white color.

It is a color that symbolizes nothingness, yet it is also tinged with a strong sense of ominousness, as if it is the chaos before the birth of the universe, or the dead silence after the end of all things.

Deep in the Ertu Plateau, the sleeping existence seemed to sense the provocation, and an invisible pressure came down across endless time and space, blessing the altar.

The pressure contained the despair of the collapse of heaven, which made the hearts of all living beings in the heavens and worlds shrink suddenly, as if they would be crushed into powder in the next moment.

However, Emperor Huang Tian seemed unaware, and the fighting spirit in his eyes became even stronger. He swung out the second and third swords in succession. The sword light was like the Milky Way rolling back, cutting out brilliant passages in the blood-red fog.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The roar was no longer a simple sound, but turned into a substantial sound of Tao, shaking everyone's mind and making them both clear-headed and confused.

The same phantom appeared before the eyes of countless living beings: an almighty being stood between heaven and earth, with the sword in his hand creating the world. Every swing of the sword made destruction and rebirth intertwine, as if he was opening up a new era, and ending the old era.

Wherever the sword light passed, the blood mist melted like ice and snow, revealing dense cracks on the altar, spreading like a spider web to every inch of the corner.

In the long river of time, those ancient powerful men who had long since fallen seemed to have awakened in the cycle of reincarnation and felt something in their hearts.

Their residual souls looked over across the long river of time, their eyes full of shock and relief - Emperor Huang Tian's swords not only slashed on the battlefield of reality, but also left an eternal and indelible mark in the long river of time.

Every ray of sword light is a milestone, recording the unyielding will of mankind to fight against darkness. Even after billions of years, it will still shine in the legends of the heavens and myriad worlds.

When the seventh sword was struck, the altar finally let out a wail as it could no longer bear the heavy burden.

The precious blood that condensed countless sacrificial essences began to backfire. Blood-colored lines wrapped around the bodies of the three Immortal Emperors like poisonous snakes. They were horrified to find that the altar they were so proud of was now turning into an abyss that swallowed them up.

The figure of Emperor Huang Tian became clearer and clearer in this bloody storm, like a light that never goes out, illuminating hope in the darkness.

The sword light of Emperor Huang Tian was like a giant axe that created the world, opening up a bright road in the blood-red fog.

The altar that condensed countless sacrificial elements was like fragile glass, crumbling inch by inch under the sword intent.

The strange white blood mist suddenly dissipated, revealing the colorful essence of blood within it - that was the legacy of the ancient powerful, and the evidence of the dark clan's crimes for countless years. But at this moment, it was like the receding tide, falling into the void.

The figures of the three Immortal Emperors reappeared in the sword light, like frightened birds.

The pupils of the Weird Immortal Emperor, who was the most seriously injured, suddenly shrank, and he was horrified to find that he was bearing the brunt of the sword light that was powerful enough to destroy the world.

He wanted to retreat, wanted to dodge, wanted to use his last trump card, but he was horrified to find that his body had already been locked by the sword intent, as if bound by invisible shackles, and he couldn't even move a finger.

"No!" His roar was filled with unwillingness and fear, but was quickly drowned out by the shrieking sound of the sword tearing apart.

The sword light, condensed like a substance, pierced into his heart with a bang. The unparalleled sword energy was like a raging flood, instantly breaking down all the defenses in his body.

The roar of the Great Dao being shattered rose and fell, the foundation of the Dao crumbled bit by bit, and even the Immortal Emperor Dao Fruit that he was so proud of was turned into dust in the sword energy.

"impossible!"

He struggled in vain, waving his hands wildly, trying to condense the sacrificial text to block the sword light, but those strange runes that once made the heavens tremble were like paper lanterns in front of the sword intent of Emperor Huang Tian, ​​and shattered at the first touch.

At the last moment, the weird Immortal Emperor suddenly calmed down, his face twisted into an almost insane relief - since he can't escape, he will drag the enemy down with him to perish together!
The aura around him suddenly surged, and he was about to detonate his soul and die together with Emperor Huang Tian.

"No one can kill me. I will return in time."

There was a morbid paranoia in his voice, but it came to an abrupt end in the flash of the sword.

Emperor Huang Tian's eyes were cold, and he shook his wrist slightly. A crescent-shaped sword light swept out and accurately cut him between the eyebrows.

In an instant, the sky and the earth lost their color, time and space solidified, and an extremely powerful and strange Immortal Emperor was thrown away by a sword and split into two halves.

This sword not only cut off his body, but also his soul, the great way, the sacrificial pattern, and even all traces of his existence in the world.

Half of the body drew a bloody arc in the air, and the other half fell into the endless void. Both quickly disintegrated in the sword intent, turning into thousands of light spots and dissipating between heaven and earth.

There were no ashes, no residual soul, and not even a scream left, as if this Immortal Emperor had never existed.

The battlefield fell into a brief silence, only Emperor Huang Tian's sword intent was still buzzing in the void.

The other two Immortal Emperors stood there in a daze, their faces as pale as paper, their eyes filled with shock and despair.

The altar they were so proud of collapsed, their strongest companion fell, and the sword light of Emperor Huang Tian was still as sharp as before, as if it would chop off their necks at any time.

"This...how is this possible..."

One of the Immortal Emperors muttered to himself, his voice trembling so much that he could barely form a complete sentence.

He suddenly thought of the ancestors sleeping deep in the Ertu Plateau, and remembered what they once said, "The Immortal Emperor must not die easily." But now he could only cry out in despair in his heart: Ancestor, come and save us!
However, the only response they got was Emperor Huang Tian's cold gaze.

That gaze was as deep as the ocean, as if it could see through their souls.

The moment the strange Immortal Emperor was cut in half, an almost tangible wave of destruction exploded.

The inky black strange aura dissipated madly like a flood bursting through a dam. Wherever it passed, the space collapsed inch by inch. Countless space cracks spread in the void like hideous wounds.

The great laws of the heavens and myriad worlds trembled violently, making roars one after another, as if countless invisible hands were tearing and rubbing these laws, or as if the great way between heaven and earth was emitting an unwilling yet joyful wail.

It was a strange power of the great law that had been entrenched for a long time and was being completely eliminated.

The place where the Immortal Emperor fell instantly became a desolate area.

The void collapsed inch by inch, turning into a bottomless black abyss; the sky shattered, the stars fell, and the sun and the moon lost their light.

The strong aura of death spread like a tide. Wherever it went, life withered and time stopped. The former battlefield was completely transformed into a deadly place that even the Dao Master did not dare to set foot in easily.

Above the boundless sea, countless spectators witnessed this scene, all of them opened their eyes wide, with shock and disbelief written all over their faces.

They stared at the battlefield above, as if they suspected there was something wrong with their eyes - that was a dignified Immortal Emperor, a high and mighty existence among the weird tribes, and how could he be killed like this?
Some people subconsciously rubbed their eyes, some took a deep breath and swallowed with a "gurgling" sound in their throats, and some people just stood there in a daze, their minds were blank, and they were completely unable to accept what was happening before their eyes. The Taoist masters in heaven were also shocked and speechless.

They originally thought that if the three strange immortal emperors joined forces to release their powerful moves, even if Emperor Huang Tian could suppress them, it would be difficult to kill them.

But who could have thought that the situation on the battlefield would take a sudden turn for the worse, and Emperor Huang Tian not only held his own against three, but also killed one of them!
This victory came so suddenly that it seemed like a dream.

"Another strange Immortal Emperor was killed by Emperor Huang Tian?"

A Taoist master's voice trembled, and his words were full of disbelief.

His voice echoed in the silent land of heaven like a stone thrown into a deep pool, causing ripples.

"Emperor Huang Tian!!!"

I don’t know who shouted first, but then excited shouts came one after another, echoing through the sky.

"God's might is unrivaled!"

Everyone waved their arms, with fanatical glint in their eyes.

Although Emperor Huang Tian's stunning sword did not come with any bold words, it displayed his invincibility in the most domineering way.

He stood proudly in the center of the battlefield, with sword energy surging all around him, like an immortal monument, making all living beings stand in awe and submit to him.

This sword not only destroyed the body of the Weird Immortal Emperor, but also cut off the arrogance of the dark clan, allowing all the heavens and worlds to see the dawn of hope.

And deep in the Ertu Plateau, the dormant ancestors also felt this unusual movement.

Their aura fluctuated for the first time, and a hint of solemnity flashed in their deep eyes.

An opponent that they all have to take seriously is rising.

And in the underworld, those strange Taoist masters had gloomy faces, they knew this was not over yet.

At this moment, from the bottom of the sea to the top of the sky, there was a dead silence between heaven and earth.

All living beings held their breath, their eyes fixed on the towering figure above the sky.

No one dared to speak, only the shock in their hearts erupted like a volcano - Emperor Huang Tian actually fought three alone and killed a strange Immortal Emperor!
This kind of record is unprecedented and will never be repeated, it can be called a legend!

The remaining two Immortal Emperors of the Weird Clan had already died. +
They never imagined that the siege by the Three Immortal Emperors, which was originally sure of victory, would turn into such a tragic defeat.

Watching their companions being reduced to ashes by the sword of Emperor Huang Tian, ​​they felt a chill rushing from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads, and their hair stood on end.

"The game is over!" An Immortal Emperor said with a trembling voice and indignation in his eyes.

He no longer had the arrogance and domineering attitude he had before, and all he had left was fear of Emperor Huang Tian.

"Oh no, hurry back to our ancestral land! Otherwise, we will also perish here!"

The other Immortal Emperor roared, no longer caring about his face, and turned around to flee.

The two men each chose a different direction, and their figures cut through the void like lightning, running out of endless time and space in an instant.

They didn't even have time to take back the horrific altar built with the emperor's blood. At this moment, they had only one thought in their minds - escape!
Escape from this horrific battlefield and flee back to the Ertu Plateau, which is their refuge.

As the two Immortal Emperors escaped, the blood-colored altars that once made the heavens and all worlds tremble lost control and became violent in an instant.

The altar shook violently, making a piercing scream, and then collapsed, turning into countless blood-colored fragments that fell into the boundless sacrificial sea like a rainstorm.

Wherever it passed, space collapsed, civilization was destroyed, and countless creatures wailed in despair in this catastrophe. The sound echoed throughout the universe and was heartbreaking.

However, except for those who were suffering from the disaster, everyone else looked up at the sky, not willing to miss any moment.

There was shock, awe, and even a hint of expectation in their eyes - they expected Emperor Huang Tian to once again display his invincible power and put an end to this disaster once and for all.

When the two Immortal Emperors were fleeing, the laws of the universe were running wildly around them and ancient sacrificial texts could be faintly seen flashing beside them. They were using a mysterious method of escape.

These methods have been passed down from countless ancestors, and contain the supreme secrets of the strange tribe. Each rune is attached with a strong and strange aura.

Seeing this, some knowledgeable Daozu hurriedly turned away, not daring to look directly at him.

They knew very well how terrifying the strange power contained in these secret techniques when driven by the Immortal Emperor was. If they looked at them for too long, they might have their Tao hearts corroded and become puppets of darkness.

But not all monks have such insight.

Many monks still stared over there intently, their eyes filled with curiosity and greed.

But they didn't know that danger was approaching quietly.

Before long, strange patterns began to appear on their bodies, and an ominous aura entwined their bodies like a poisonous snake.

This is the terrifying thing about the Immortal Emperor. Even if he is seriously injured and fleeing for his life, he can still invisibly cause a huge crisis and make all the heavens and worlds tremble.

However, Emperor Huang Tian, ​​like an immortal god of war, stood in the center of the battlefield, quietly watching the backs of the two Immortal Emperors fleeing.

His eyes were as calm as water, yet contained endless majesty and murderous intent.

Just as the two Immortal Emperors were desperately practicing their secret techniques and were about to escape into the rift between time and space, a cold snort exploded from the top of the sky.

The voice was low and cold, like a demonic sound coming from the abyss of Hell, but it also carried an unparalleled tyranny that shocked all living beings.

Everyone knows that this is the voice of Emperor Huang Tian!

However, to everyone's surprise, Emperor Huang Tian did not immediately chase after the two fleeing emperors.

The sword intent around him suddenly surged and transformed into thousands of dazzling blades of light, pouring down like a rainstorm, sweeping towards the scattered fragments of the blood-colored altar.

For a moment, the light between heaven and earth was bright, and terrifying energy fluctuations raged wildly. The blood-colored altar fragments that contained strange power collapsed bit by bit under the stranglehold of sword intent, turned into powder and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"He is kind-hearted after all." An old and powerful man sighed.

They knew very well that if these altar fragments were allowed to fall into the heavens and all realms, it would surely cause endless disasters, and countless lives would be harmed.

Emperor Huang Tian's move seemed to delay the opportunity to kill him, but in fact it was to eliminate the hidden dangers for the heavens and the worlds. (End of this chapter)