His body reassembled itself again and again, his vitality and blood growing ever dimmer.
Blood stained the starry sky red.
Shattered bones and flesh scattered in every direction.
He was like a lone boat amid raging wind and rain, liable to capsize at any moment.
Yet he was still fighting, battling to the death without retreating.
Behind him stood his disciple and the living beings of the Myriad Heavens and Ten Thousand Domains.
At this moment, though he was already near death, his heart felt calmer than ever before.
Perhaps this was also a kind of sublimation?
Invisibly, he felt the Indestructible Golden Body Origin becoming more condensed. Although the blood within him had thinned, through each reassembly, it began to return completely to its original simplicity, becoming a vivid scarlet.
At this moment,
Throughout the starry sky, countless cultivators gazed toward the Cosmic Borderlands. Watching that indistinct figure get blasted apart time and again, only to reassemble time and again and fight to the death without retreating, they all fell silent.
Some clenched their fists, their nails digging deeply into their palms.
Some closed their eyes, unable to bear watching any longer.
Some knelt on the ground, praying devoutly.
"Indestructible Golden Body..."
"You have to hold on..."
"Heaven bless our realm, Heaven bless Senior..."
"Human Emperor, did you see it? Someone is fighting in your stead, holding back the darkness..."
In the ruins within the Human Emperor Hall's territory in the Central Plains of the Big Dipper, countless beings wept. Jia Kong had fallen, and in the aftermath of disaster, they mourned and sighed.
"Without a Great Emperor, the Human Race has the Indestructible Golden Body fighting beneath the heavens!"
At this moment, silent prayers rose from every corner of the Myriad Heavens and Ten Thousand Domains.
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