Ao Sheng's aura was so powerful it was suffocating, as if an invisible force kept swelling, shrouding everything around him in darkness.
Dozens of Immortal Kings attacked together, yet they could not shake him in the slightest. They could only watch helplessly as his dark power continued to devour their formation.
"Ao Sheng may have surpassed the Immortal King Realm. He already possesses power on the level of the Emperor Realm."
Immortal King Sanqing said this in a sorry state.
The other Immortal Kings said nothing, because after Ao Sheng fell into darkness, he really had taken that step. His power was boundless.
Ao Sheng's dark power was like a black flood, endlessly swallowing everything around it.
The once-radiant stars vanished into the darkness, leaving behind only endless nothingness and despair. At that moment, the world seemed to sink into eternal darkness, with no light left to speak of.
Ao Sheng's figure flickered in and out of sight in the darkness. His laughter echoed through the void, making one's hair stand on end.
Cruelty and evil showed in his eyes, as if he meant to devour the entire world.
The Immortal Kings' terror was beyond words.
Dark Ao Sheng was far too powerful.
Endless darkness and cruelty filled Ao Sheng's eyes, like an abyss that devoured everything, sending chills down one's spine.
His gaze had turned cold and merciless, stripped of the gentleness and kindness he once possessed.
Now, only darkness and evil remained.
He sneered, his smile full of contempt and disdain, as though he were looking at a swarm of ants.
The Immortal Kings who had once fought shoulder to shoulder with him were now no more than insignificant bugs in his eyes, ready to be cast aside and crushed at any moment.
Ao Sheng's dark power kept spreading, like an invisible storm sweeping over everything around it.
The Immortal Kings fought with all their might to resist, but their power seemed so small and feeble before this darkness.
Their attacks were like rain striking an iron plate. They could not shake Ao Sheng in the slightest.
The power of Ao Sheng's fall into darkness had brought endless despair and terror to the Primal Ancient Realm.
His dark power was like a black flood, endlessly swallowing every corner of the Ancient Realm.
The once-vibrant Ancient Realm had become lifeless, as though shrouded by endless darkness.
Within that darkness, the creatures of the Ancient Realm screamed in terror. Their voices echoed through the void, making one's hair stand on end.
As the darkness consumed them, the creatures grew feeble and helpless, unable to resist. The power they had once taken pride in seemed utterly insignificant before Ao Sheng's darkness, as if they were no more than a flock of helpless lambs.
Ao Sheng's figure flickered in and out of sight in the darkness. His laughter echoed through the void, chilling everyone to the bone. Cruelty and evil showed in his eyes, as if he meant to devour the entire Ancient Realm.
Before his dark power, the entire Ancient Realm seemed fragile and vulnerable, as though it could be utterly destroyed at any moment.
"Ao Sheng!"
Immortal King Wuzhong's fierce shout rang through the void like thunder, shaking everyone to their core.
Wrapped in the aura of an Immortal King, he looked mighty and imposing. His black hair fluttered in the wind, and his gaze was resolute and fierce.
At that moment, Immortal King Wuzhong's aura erupted completely, surging out like a raging flood. His presence was so powerful it seemed capable of shaking heaven and earth, commanding awe from all.
At his shout, an enormous, boundless bell appeared under his control.
The bell seemed to be an artifact passed down from ancient times. A mysterious, archaic aura emanated from its body, making one feel the weight of endless ages and history.
An Immortal King's life-bound magical artifact—the Bell of Wuzhong!
The bell's peal rolled forth like thunder, shaking the entire void.
Every peal contained supreme might, as though it could pierce all illusions and make every evil force tremble before it.
Immortal King Wuzhong swung the bell in his hands, his movements light and graceful, as if performing a flawless dance.
With each movement, powerful waves of energy spread out in an instant, surging like a raging flood and shaking the entire void.
The peerless bell spun through the air in his hands. Every clash seemed capable of shattering the void, its boundless majesty and dominance impossible to ignore.
The bell's peals rolled forth, its divine might immeasurable, as though chanting an ancient and mysterious incantation. They shook the soul, leaving one unable to pull away.
Immortal King Wuzhong's aura erupted completely, shining like a brilliant star with dazzling radiance.
Every movement of his contained boundless power and profound mysteries, as though it could pierce all illusions and make every evil force tremble before it.
"How can a firefly contend with the bright moon?"
"You're asking for death."
Ao Sheng's sneer brimmed with contempt and cruelty. His gaze was cold and piercing, as if he could see through every illusion.
His figure flashed, and he appeared before Immortal King Wuzhong like a ghost, moving too fast for anyone to react.
He raised one hand, his fingers long and strong, as if they held the fate of the world. With tremendous power and might behind it, his palm slammed toward the peerless bell in Immortal King Wuzhong's hands.
"Boom!"
The deafening crash shook the entire void, as if heaven and earth were trembling. The bell in Immortal King Wuzhong's hands shattered in an instant, its countless fragments flying in every direction.
Dark power surged and roared, vast and turbulent. The fragments of the bell turned to nothingness, as if they had never existed.
Immortal King Wuzhong's body lurched violently, as if struck by an invisible force.
Thud!
Dark energy descended from the sky and instantly engulfed Immortal King Wuzhong. His body erupted in a dense mist of blood that spread like red clouds, while his anguished scream resounded throughout the void.
Right after that, a cruel smile appeared on Ao Sheng's face. He flashed forward, appearing before another Immortal King.
He struck with his palm. A powerful wave of energy spread instantly, like an invisible gale howling past.
The Immortal Kings present scattered to dodge, but quite a few were still caught in the attack.
The energy wave was devastating. Everything in its path was destroyed. Many Immortal Kings' bodies were blasted to pieces, their flesh and blood flying everywhere, their origins grievously wounded.
Ao Sheng's figure flickered unpredictably through the void, making his movements impossible to track. His attacks were as fast as lightning, impossible to guard against.
Every strike of his held tremendous power and profound mysteries, as though it could pierce all illusions and make every evil force tremble in that instant.
At that moment, Ao Sheng had pushed his power to its absolute limit. He had become an unparalleled powerhouse, his might shaking heaven and earth.
Ao Sheng's gaze was cold and piercing, laced with savagery and cruelty. He showed no mercy in his attacks; there was only destruction and slaughter, as though he meant to bring the entire world under his control.
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