"No!!!"
A Quasi-Immortal Emperor lay limp in a pool of blood, his body cracked open, blood trickling from his brow. His soul was dim, and he reached weakly toward the sky, despair on his face as he let out one last, unwilling wail.
In the end, the Heaven-Severing Killing Array refined him alive. He died in agony, leaving nothing behind.
"I refuse to accept this!"
"Damn the Imperial Alliance! I, this Emperor, will never make peace with you!"
"No... How can I die just like this?!"
The wails rang out without end, filled with resentment and despair. The Emperors could never have imagined that this would be their fate.
They came from the High-Level Heavenly Vault. They should have been the ones to drive the Imperial Alliance into a corner and kill them one by one. But now everything had been turned on its head!
"Ling Fei!!!"
Shu Xingyang roared. He was a blood-soaked wreck, his hair hanging loose, his state utterly wretched. He charged with all his might toward the sky, toward the Heaven-Severing Killing Array, toward Ling Fei, ready to fight to the death.
Ling Fei ignored him.
A dragon wouldn't care about an ant's roar!
"Ugh!"
At last, Shu Xingyang screamed. He came apart in midair, refined by the Heaven-Severing Killing Array until not a trace of his body or soul remained.
More and more people fell. The Yellow Fortress was drenched in blood, shrouded in grief and desolation, a scene of utter misery, like hell on earth.
The Ghost Phoenix Race Ancient Ancestor and the others looked so grim their faces might as well have been dripping water. It wasn't that they felt sorry for the Emperors; this was simply too humiliating. The High-Level Heavenly Vault's pride had taken a brutal beating!
They had suffered a