"You all deserve to die!"
Moir of the Dark Dragon Clan shouted fiercely, terrifying Dao resonance surging in his eyes.
He was incomparably enraged and wanted to move to save Joseph, but the three Immortal Emperors of the Nine Provinces forced him back viciously.
Buddha Light, wind and thunder light, and five-colored Divine Patterns converged upon him at once. The terrifying power blasted him and another Immortal Emperor into a frantic retreat.
"Rumble!"
At that very moment, the hand formed from the sun and moon seized Joseph once again.
"Argh..."
Joseph let out a pained scream as his body was involuntarily dragged closer to Qin Yourong.
"No... Get away..."
At last, Joseph was afraid. Even as he roared, he erupted with desperate force, blood-colored flames igniting around him.
The sun and moon in the True Self Deity's hand shattered, and several fingers were blasted apart.
Yet, with endless power pouring into it, the fingers recovered, and the sun and moon formed anew.
Throughout it all, Joseph was firmly clenched within its palm. In the span of a few breaths, he had arrived before Qin Yourong.
"You cannot kill me! I am an Immortal Emperor, treading upon the Great Dao, sharing the lifespan of heaven and earth!"
Joseph roared with a savage gaze.
"Hehe..."
"How naive!"
Qin Yourong gave a mocking smile. Joseph's heart immediately jolted, a foreboding sensation rising within him.
The next instant, he clearly felt himself falling, while Qin Yourong shot rapidly downward as well.
Below them lay the chaotic Space-Time Turbulence, where exceedingly terrifying power swirled.
"You... What are you trying to do? You... Qin Yourong, aren't you afraid of death?"
Joseph understood. Qin Yourong intended to drag him into the Space-Time Turbulence.
Clearly, Qin Yourong also knew that she had only temporarily acquired this extraordinary power.