"To open this gate, one Human Emperor Bloodline must be sacrificed."
That line of blood-red words seemed to carry some eerie magic, exuding a nauseating aura of annihilation as it firmly barred the entrance to the site of the final battle.
Chu Tian stared at the gate, the dark-gold light in his eyes compressing to the extreme in an instant. His killing intent surged through the surrounding void as though it had substance.
"Return-to-Silence Heavenly Emperor, you cockroach hiding in the shadows—besides playing these disgusting games that force people to choose, what else can you do?!" Chu Tian sneered. Shielding the weakened Chu Yueyao behind him, he tightened his grip on the Hongmeng Human Emperor Sword and actually intended to cleave open this sacrificial gate through sheer force.
Yet just as he raised his sword—
"Buzz!"
An utterly terrifying force of karmic backlash erupted from the stone gate. It directly locked onto the Ancestral Phoenix Bloodline that had only just stabilized within Chu Yueyao's body. If Chu Tian forcibly broke the gate, Chu Yueyao would instantly be ground into ashes by that backlash!
Chu Tian forcibly halted his blade, his face turning livid.
"Tian'er, let me do it."
A steady, weathered voice came from behind him. At some point, Chu Tianwang had also entered this space on the verge of collapse. He strode up to the stone gate, looking at the bloody words. There was not a trace of fear in his storm-worn eyes, only the calm of a burden finally laid down.
"Father? How did you get in?!" Chu Tian was alarmed.
"In a life-and-death situation like this, how could I let you bear it alone?" Chu Tianwang turned to look at Chu Tian, a gentle smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. "Tian'er, all my life, for