The four Heavenly Emperors hurriedly dodged, watching as the Dragon-Slaying Guillotine attacked everything around it indiscriminately. The collapse of the formation space had also made the spatial forces even more chaotic and violent, and the Heavenly Emperors wore fearful expressions.
The fluctuations were simply too terrifying. They were at their fiercest now; if even one of them were swept in, the consequences would be difficult to predict.
What reassured them somewhat was that even though the Dragon-Slaying Guillotine had gone out of control under the interference of the Heavenly Dragon Grudge Curse, it still harbored an instinctive hostility toward Lu Xiaotian, the Supreme Heavenly Dragon. A torrent of attacks converged on his head.
By then, under the terrifying spatial fluctuations, Lu Xiaotian's limbs and torso had already been swept into the spatial rifts and vanished. Only his head was still clashing with the Dragon-Slaying Guillotine—or rather, struggling desperately under its suppression.
Lu Xiaotian's head alone was no match for the Dragon-Slaying Guillotine. If the spatial turbulence here had not been so terrifying and interfered with it so greatly, his head would not even have been able to hold it at bay.
Moreover, the Dragon-Slaying Guillotine had accumulated a profound foundation. Lu Xiaotian had not cultivated the Heavenly Dragon Grudge Curse for long, and could only affect it temporarily.
The collapse of the formation space had worsened the turmoil in the Dragon-Slaying Guillotine's power, which instead gave Lu Xiaotian a considerable opening.
Relying on the Void Sky Sub-Cauldrons and his attainments in the laws of space, Lu Xiaotian struggled to hold on amid the chaos and turbulence. He did everything he could to let the Heavenly Dragon Grudge Curse seep further into the Dragon-Slaying Guillotine.
The curse's power in this chaotic, turbulent space was terrifying beyond measure. No matter how much