Night Imperial Princes had joined forces with outsiders against Emperor Without Heaven. Failure would have been one thing, but now that they had driven Emperor Without Heaven into a desperate corner, the situation was entirely different.
Sure enough, Emperor Without Heaven's face twisted with fury as he roared at Night Imperial Princes, "You rebellious son! You actually sided with outsiders against me! Even tearing you to pieces would not ease the hatred in my heart. Die!"
Emperor Without Heaven spread his hand, and a black vortex emerged from his palm—it was the Source of All Evil. He grabbed at Night Imperial Princes from afar, generating an infinite suction force.
Night Imperial Princes was dragged forward, his body flying out of control. Yet his heart instead grew calm. Before taking action, he had already made up his mind and could calmly accept any outcome.
What joy was there in life? What suffering was there in death?
Night Imperial Princes had felt those words deeply throughout his life.
Seeing this, Fan Lang and the others acted to save him. Some attacked Emperor Without Heaven himself, hoping to preserve Night Imperial Princes's life.
Emperor Without Heaven looked like a madman as he burned his entire divine body, refining his primordial spirit, Life Star, Small World, treasures, and everything else. Such an act was no different from destroying his own foundation; it could even be called suicide!
He experienced a sudden final surge of life, and his combat power soared, becoming unstoppable. He split his attacks into thousands upon thousands of streams and struck at Zheng Ruonan, the Youth Adjutant, and several of the weaker fighters.
For a time, Fan Lang and the others had to save one person after another, dividing their strength.
Emperor Without Heaven seized the opportunity to drag Night Imperial