Time passed.
More and more wounds appeared on Chimo's body, blood spraying as his aura of life steadily weakened.
Because he was slower than Luo Feng, Chimo had never managed to escape. In the end, he stopped clinging to hope and launched an incomparably terrifying assault against Luo Feng on the battlefield.
At this moment, Chimo did not roar, rage, or howl. All that remained was a calm and resolute offensive.
As a God Emperor Level Source Being, he too knew joy, anger, sorrow, and fear. He feared death, but when he truly found himself at the end, facing death itself, he instead became incomparably calm.
"My Innate Bloodline is powerful."
"I broke through all the way to God Emperor Level and ascended to the pinnacle."
"I never expected to be captured by a great being of the Cultivator Faction and brought to this Source World. I thought it would be a great opportunity, but today's battle will be the final battle of my life. Though unwilling, I have no regrets!"
"Yinhe God Emperor, use your strongest blade and let me see it!" Chimo's voice resounded through Vast Spacetime. He no longer fled. His battle intent soared into the heavens, and though drenched in blood, he still unleashed his strongest Daos and techniques.
"Good." Luo Feng uttered only that one word.
Spacetime reversed, and streak after streak of terrifying Blade Light emerged, weaving into a great net.
The Blade Light resembled moving musical notes, playing the most soul-stirring melody in the world!
"I created this blade technique when I broke through to God Emperor Level. It had yet to be named. Since its first battle has hunted down a God Emperor, let it be called 'Emperor Hunter'!" Luo Feng said coldly.
Rumble!
The Wu Mo Blade in Luo Feng's hand,