Primordial Desolation: The Mortal Storyteller, with an Audience of Saints
Chapter 222

Emperor Slaying Sword

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Blood Sea surged, scarlet as the tide, Ancestor Minghe stood on the top of the waves, his whole body wrapped in endless blood. The blow was extremely violent, but it failed to leave the slightest trace on his body.

The world is silent except for the low whistle of the wind.

Desolate Heavenly Emperor stands quietly in the void, his robes fluttering lightly, as if he has not used any strength. His existence is like the eternal stars, cold and unshakable.

"This is impossible." Ancestor Minghe's eyes tightened, staring at the person in front of him, "The Six Saints have been determined, Primordial Violet Qi's whereabouts are unknown, how can there be another person of this level?"

A storm surged in his heart. Only Saint could survive the Blood Sha sword unscathed. Yuantu and Abi swords were both ferocious weapons. When combined, they could even split the space. However, facing Desolate Heavenly Emperor, it was like a mud cow plunging into the sea, without causing even a ripple.

On the contrary, the opponent swung out his sword, Sword Intent penetrated the eternity, and almost forced himself into Desperate Situation. If Blood Sea hadn't spontaneously protected the master, at that moment, he might have been seriously injured and dying.

"Could it be that he got the last Primordial Violet Qi?" Ancestor Minghe thought to himself, but he never thought that the path of Desolate Heavenly Emperor had nothing to do with the way of heaven. He did not become a saint through the purple energy, but broke through the shackles with his own way.

If we have to divide the realm, it is the perfection of the three corpses, which is superior to all saints.

Demon Master Kunpeng watched from a distance, feeling shocked. Where did this person come from? Primordial World is so vast that he has never heard of the name "Desolate Heavenly Emperor". He is neither an ancient tribe nor a famous person in the Investiture of Gods period.

It has taken dozens of epochs to reach this point? Ordinary powers can hardly glimpse the peak of the quasi-sage after all the years, and this person's aura has already surpassed that level.

There was a hint of fear in his eyes. This was no ordinary strong man, but a being who could rewrite the pattern of heaven and earth.

"Kunpeng, help me kill this enemy!" Ancestor Minghe roared, and the two swords in his hands ignited blood flames again, Sword Light traversed the sky, tearing open the layers of void.

The stars shattered and Qiankun shook. Yuantu and Abi Swords released Heavenly Sha Qi, as if it was about to split the entire world in half.

But Desolate Heavenly Emperor still doesn't move.

His eyes didn't even change.

I saw him gently raising his right hand, Emperor Slaying Sword unsheathed it silently, and a sword shadow passed across River of Time, and in an instant it was in front of Ancestor Minghe's throat.

All the offensives disappeared, as if they never appeared.

"Emperor Slaying Sword" suddenly tore through the void, seemingly across endless time and space, and appeared in front of us without any warning, with a chilling light.

Twelve-grade World-Ending Black Lotus trembled violently, and the black light surged like a tide, exuding a heart-stopping sense of oppression. Facing Desolate Heavenly Emperor's shocking blow, Ancestor Minghe looked solemn, and did not dare to slack off at all. The black lotus was running at full speed, protecting himself in front of him.

Among All Beings of the Primordial World, this lotus is the pinnacle Defensive Supreme Treasure, with power that can suppress an area of heaven and earth. Its status is as respected as the Twelve-grade Golden Lotus of Merit at the feet of Daoist Jieyin in the past. They are all Innate Spiritual Material that were conceived when the world first opened.

In terms of protective power alone, this black lotus is not even inferior to the barrier formed by Eastern Emperor Bell, and can be said to be invincible at the same level.

Clang--!

A loud noise shook Thirty-three Heavens, and Emperor Slaying Sword's front went straight down and hit the black lotus hard. In an instant, the lotus platform flipped over, the black light collapsed, and the entire space trembled.

Ancestor Minghe retreated violently, with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of horror. He could not imagine that Desolate Heavenly Emperor's offensive was so strong.

Demon Master Kunpeng, who was watching the battle from a distance, was frightened when he saw this. He thought Minghe was enough to compete, but unexpectedly he was defeated instantly. Along with the roar, Kunpeng no longer hesitated, the magic power all over his body exploded, and his true body appeared and swept across the sky with giant wings that covered the sky, carrying the momentum of World-Destroying, and rushed straight towards Desolate Heavenly Emperor.

"It's quite interesting."

Desolate Heavenly Emperor whispered, the corners of his lips raised slightly. From Kunpeng, he sensed a vast power similar to that of the black lotus. It was the pure power of a body tempered to the extreme, almost touching the level of Innate Spiritual Treasure.

But his expression remained as calm as an abyss.

Seeing the sharp claws coming through the air, tearing apart the layers of void, Desolate Heavenly Emperor only slowly raised his left hand and punched out.

Boom!!!

The sky and the earth shattered, and the sun and moon lost all light. Great Luo Heaven seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, order was disordered, and the laws screamed. The punch penetrated the void and accurately hit the wings of Kunpeng.

A scream pierced the sky, and Kunpeng fell like a meteor, flying hundreds of thousands of miles, and finally smashed heavily into the sky.

Fortunately, his physical body is extremely tough and nearly immortal. Otherwise, other quasi-sages would have had their muscles and bones broken and their souls scattered.

However, after Kunpeng landed, it quickly took off, its aura was not diminished, and its fighting spirit was still there.

This scene made Desolate Heavenly Emperor's eyes move slightly.

He knows his own strength very well. Even if his attack at this moment is only 1/20%, it is still enough to crush someone in the same situation. It is indeed rare for the enemy in front of him to be able to take a punch without falling.

A hint of interest quietly emerged in his eyes.

Kunpeng and Ancestor Minghe actually blocked Desolate Heavenly Emperor's attack, standing firm and showing no sign of decline.

Desolate Heavenly Emperor's eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly looked into the two of them. Such a reaction is reasonable.

Demon Master Kunpeng was knocked back by a blow, Ancestor Minghe looked solemn, his sleeves and robes suddenly waved, Blood Sea surged like a boil, and a huge wave of blood rushed towards Yunxiao!

"Ten trillion Blood God Son!"

The powerful people watching the battle were all shocked and took a few steps back.

Blood Sea is immortal and its master lives forever. Every drop of blood can be turned into a Blood God Son, which is equivalent to Ancestor Minghe having endless life. If Desire Envoy completely dies, it needs to be killed more than ten trillion times to have a chance.

In fact, the number of Blood God Son is far more than that. The entire Blood Sea was refined by him. Only by completely wiping out the origin of the Blood Sea and turning it into nothingness can Ancestor Minghe truly fall.

In the past, Three-legged Golden Crow Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Demon Emperor Di Jun joined forces to descend on the Blood Sea, transformed into a real body, and burned Solar True Fire for forty-nine days. The flames Fentian failed to evaporate a drop of blood.

It can be seen that this place is so strange and indestructible that it is unimaginable.

Once you step into the Blood Sea, without Heaven-Piercing Cultivation, you will become a puppet controlled by Minghe and will never be able to escape.

Now that Ancestor Minghe has summoned Blood God Son billions, it is obvious that he has tried his best, only to move the entire Blood Sea to the Great Luo Heaven battlefield.

Facing Desolate Heavenly Emperor, the pressure is so great that it can be seen that it is normal.

Blood Droplets fell from the sky, returning to its source like rain, and merged into Ancestor Minghe's body. Desolate Heavenly Emperor frowned slightly, but did not make a move to stop it.

He wanted to see what amazing tricks this Blood Sea master could develop.

Kunpeng wanted to help, but when he saw Desolate Heavenly Emperor's expression was calm, as if he was waiting for the show to begin, he hesitated and stopped.

They have nothing to do with Desolate Heavenly Emperor. They took action earlier just to prevent Su Yang from getting close to Eastern Emperor Bell. They did not really intend to fight to the end.

Now that the strength displayed by the opponent is unfathomable, Kunpeng has weighed in his mind: if he goes any further, he may be in danger of death.

With the Blood Sea as his support, Minghe can be reborn even if he suffers severe injuries. But he only has this one life.

Because of this, Kunpeng has always cherished his life like gold.

Others were looking forward to Investiture of the Gods Tribulation rising, hoping to take this opportunity to break through the shackles. Only he escaped to the North Sea Demon Master Palace before the catastrophe came, closed his six senses and Investiture of Gods his soul, and until the wave of tribulation subsided, he still did not dare to show up easily.

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