Primordial Desolation: The Mortal Storyteller, with an Audience of Saints
Chapter 227

Coexistence as One Body

1,639 words5 min read2 views1mo ago
Next

However, in just a blink of an eye, Desolate Heavenly Emperor's figure reappeared, and Kunpeng Treasure Book had moved back from the circulation room. Zhunti and Jieyin's face suddenly changed, and before he could stabilize his figure, Desolate Heavenly Emperor raised his hand and punched, the void collapsed, and the punch was aimed directly at the door between the two of them!

The two saints evaded in a hurry, and dangers abounded. Desolate Heavenly Emperor was about to advance again, and Pangu Banner was swung again in Primordial Lord of Heaven's hand. The law was like a chain, and it almost overturned.

Faced with such encirclement and suppression, Desolate Heavenly Emperor chuckled lightly, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly, as if he had a deep meaning.

Over the long years, he has long been accustomed to facing the crowd alone. Primordial World Four Saints among Four Saints gathered together, it is just another trial against thousands of troops.

In the past, World-Ending Elder, Azure Emperor, Emperor Hong, and Feather Emperor worked together to encircle and kill them. He crushed all the enemies alone and stained the galaxy with blood. How similar is the situation today?

"It seems that it is not easy for me to fight against the four powerful priests by myself."

This sentence escaped from his lips, his tone was calm, but it shocked the hearts of the spectators around him.

Everyone was puzzled, why could they still laugh so calmly even though they were suppressed?

Only Primordial Beginning and Two Sages of the West are taking action at this time. If Grand Pure Laozi is still waiting and watching, once he steps into the battlefield, the situation will be completely overturned.

But Desolate Heavenly Emperor's smile seemed to contain some kind of belief that no one could understand.

No one knew what he was thinking, only those quasi-holy beings were watching his every move.

They have heard the name Desolate Heavenly Emperor, and they also know the legend of Heavenly Emperor Ye fighting the two saints alone and forcing them to escape into chaos. But the person in front of them is even better in Su Yang's evaluation.

But Su Yang also said: The so-called stronger only applies to certain areas. The real strength of the two is actually indistinguishable.

Now everyone is waiting with bated breath, just waiting for Desolate Heavenly Emperor to take action again.

After all, how many tricks does he still hide that have not been revealed?

Su Yang stared at the smile that appeared on the corner of Desolate Heavenly Emperor's lips. The aura slowly rising from his body was exactly the same as a long-lasting fluctuation deep in his memory. His pupils shrank slightly, and his heart suddenly became clear.

"It seems that those peak beings in Primordial World are finally going to see the true methods of Desolate Heavenly Emperor."

After saying this, Empress Nuwa and Empress Houtu looked sideways almost at the same time, their eyes falling on Su Yang, with a trace of confusion in their eyes.

Sect Master Tongtian is still staring at the figure standing in the void in the distance. Although the back is ordinary, it seems to contain the power to tear the world apart. Questions are surging in his heart. Why does Desolate Heavenly Emperor stand? Faced with the siege of four Saint, he has no intention of retreating?

No, there are more than four.

His gaze slowly moved up, looking towards the end of the sky. Eye of the Heavenly Dao was gradually condensing, and a devastating divine punishment was about to take shape. Along with the billowing fire of karma, it was enough to make any Saint fearful. That power was close to the power of five Saints joining forces.

But Desolate Heavenly Emperor still stood upright, his expression unchanged.

Nuwa finally couldn't hold it back and spoke softly, "You said he has the power to compete with Heavenly Emperor Ye, or even be better. But Heavenly Emperor Ye once used 'One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones' to create three incarnations that are the same as the original body, doubling the combat power. How can Desolate Heavenly Emperor compare with this?"

Su Yang heard this and raised the corner of his mouth slightly, as if he had heard a question that he had already expected.

"One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones, it's really amazing." He said slowly, "That's Heavenly Emperor Ye, one of the Ultimate Skill at the bottom of the box."

"But if you only conclude that Desolate Heavenly Emperor is inferior based on this, you are underestimating him."

"Outer Incarnation Technique, Desolate Heavenly Emperor is not impossible."

He paused, and his voice was a little lower, but even heavier. "I can tell you that his incarnation method is much stronger than Heavenly Emperor Ye's, so strong that it is almost unreasonable."

"It is not a simple clone, but a true 'symbiosis of the same body'. Once it is used, it will be mine in all directions and will be immortal."

"Even if you Nuwa come in person, Sect Master Tongtian presses the realm with a sword, Empress Houtu comes from the netherworld"

"He can still fight alone."

The words disappeared in the wind, Sect Master Tongtian's eyes suddenly trembled, and his palms unconsciously clenched Qingping Sword.

Nuwa frowned slightly, looking at the lone figure in the center of the battlefield again, feeling a wave of emotion in his heart.

She began to wonder if her previous judgment had been too hasty.

Houtu stood still, her eyes flashing slightly. She did not speak, but her heart stirred up a storm. What Su Yang said did not seem to be false. It felt like the Great Dao had its own proof: Desolate Heavenly Emperor indeed mastered some taboo method that transcended cognition.

The war outside the sky continues.

Countless great powers held their breath and concentrated on that star field. Desolate Heavenly Emperor stood alone across the void, fighting against Four Saints together, and their momentum did not weaken even half a cent.

Grand Pure Laozi is standing in the clouds, with his hands behind his back, and his expression is unpredictable. Although he has not yet made a move, the energy around his body is showing signs of loosening, as if he is just waiting for an opportunity to enter the battle.

The storm has not really come yet.

The sky suddenly darkened, and Desolate Heavenly Emperor's figure stagnated slightly. Pangu Banner in Primordial Lord of Heaven's hand drew a stream of light and passed over his shoulder. In an instant, severe pain shot through his body like thunder, and his whole arm almost collapsed, and bone ringing exploded in his body.

He frowned and his eyes sank. The Pangu Banner had quietly returned to the palm of Primordial Lord of Heaven, as if it had never left his hand.

Primordial Lord of Heaven stood in the void, with a trace of contempt in his eyes. How dare you fight four Saint alone with such means? You are just asking for humiliation.

Daoist Zhunti and Daoist Jieyin instantly captured the fighter plane, Green Lotus Precious Banner unfolded into the wind, Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree Branch waved in the air, the mighty mana gathered a little, and went straight to Desolate Heavenly Emperor's injured shoulder!

The wound had not healed yet, which was where the flaw lay. The two of them launched a series of bombardments without hesitation, vowing to suppress it to the end.

Desolate Heavenly Emperor noticed his intention, but the corners of his lips slowly raised, seeming to be sarcastic and yet determined.

In an instant, a piece of Supreme Bone inside the body suddenly lit up, and the light tore through the flesh and blood, illuminating Myriad Worlds! The heaven and earth resonated, and the laws trembled.

He suddenly raised his hand, palm down, and shouted coldly, "Hand of the Heavens!"

The giant palm fell from the void, with the potential to crush Qiankun, and reached Four Saints's location!

Primordial Lord of Heaven stared at the coming giant palm, his expression slightly condensed. Even though he was disdainful in his heart, he had to admit that this boy's strength was peerless. If the three of them had not joined forces, it would be difficult for one person to compete with him.

But now the situation has changed. Desolate Heavenly Emperor was injured on the shoulder, his combat power was damaged, and the outcome was already decided. He was no longer anxious, and shook Pangu Banner lightly.

The shadow of the flag flew across the sky, making no sound. The ever-powerful Hand of the Heavens turned into nothing in an instant and disappeared without a trace.

"Supreme Art, was it broken like this?"

Desolate Heavenly Emperor chuckled, but his eyes became even more fiery. Saint is indeed the pinnacle of Primordial World. Such methods make people's blood boil.

The will to fight was like fire, burning in his chest. Not only did his aura not fade, but it rose steadily, distorting the air around him.

Primordial Lord of Heaven and others felt strange. They clearly had the upper hand, but the smile on Desolate Heavenly Emperor's face became clearer and clearer, as if they were the ones who were defeated.

This abnormality made Primordial Lord of Heaven's heart tremble. He said coldly, "Desolate Heavenly Emperor, you are too conceited."

"If Sect Master Tongtian, Empress Nuwa and Empress Houtu had not left just now, you may not have arrived at the This Realm."

End of Chapter
Prev
NovelSummaries
Next

Comments