The Final Tribulation Descends!

True Martial had defeated the Great Emperor Changsheng of the South Pole?!

The Immortals and Gods froze, then a wave of relief and fervor surged through them. The Great Emperor Changsheng of the South Pole was pale, but the boundless vitality within him remained terrifying. It was only because Qi WuHuo had suppressed it that his wounds had not healed in the space of a single breath.

True Martial Demon Queller—the way of slaughter stretched across the sky, surging and shifting. Yet Qi WuHuo felt a thorny problem before him. He could defeat the Great Emperor Changsheng of the South Pole, but completely eradicating him seemed even more difficult than simply defeating him.

Qi WuHuo had one move that could do it, but that move had not been prepared for the Great Emperor Changsheng of the South Pole.

His sword point pressed against the Great Emperor Lord Changsheng's brow. With killing intent and Yin and Yang Qi, it shifted and flowed, suppressing the Great Emperor Lord's power and authority. "Great Emperor Changsheng, the Great Dao between us is different. Let what you have done be made public, and let the Jade Emperor and the other Imperial Lords decide your fate."

Streams of light gathered into chains, slowly descending from the highest heavens and spreading, crossing and pulling taut until they formed a web of shackles. At last, they fell upon the Great Emperor Changsheng of the South Pole. Golden light sank from the heavens, slow and heavy; to those watching, the sight even held a hint of solemn beauty and holiness.

Bound by the chains, the Great Emperor Changsheng of the South Pole lowered his eyes. His robes were stained with blood.

The chains tightened. Above the clouds, a hundred thousand Heaven's Soldiers and Generals held the other ends, intending