Then a dazzling sword light split the sky. Like a falling star, it seemed to land in empty space without any target.
But just then, the two Immortal Emperors fleeing for their lives shuddered as one. As though struck by an invisible sledgehammer, their auras fell into chaos, and black blood spilled from their mouths.
Everyone stared in confusion, with no idea what had happened.
Above Heaven, the Dao Venerables turned questioning eyes toward Immortal Emperor Meng Hai and Immortal Emperor Luo. These veteran Immortal Emperors had seen much; perhaps they could discern the secret.
Immortal Emperor Meng Hai remained silent for a long while before speaking, a trace of admiration in his voice. "The two Immortal Emperors of the Weird Clan appeared to flee in different directions, but that was only a facade.
"They shared their auras through a secret art. In truth, both hid within a layer of void beyond the world.
"Desolate Emperor's sword strike looked casual, but he had already locked onto their true location and dealt them another heavy blow."
The Dao Ancestors hurriedly looked skyward again.
Sure enough, the figures of the two Immortal Emperors blurred and vanished. Where the sword light had fallen, two wilted figures slowly appeared.
Their faces were pale as paper, their auras faint, and fine sword cuts covered their bodies. They had clearly suffered another grievous wound.
"Desolate Emperor is invincible!"
"He sees right through their tricks!"
"Today, he'll slay three Dark Immortal Emperors, then storm the Calamity Plateau and make them pay!"
Cheers erupted Above Heaven, rolling like thunder into the clouds.
The oppression and fear in everyone's hearts vanished, replaced by boundless excitement.
Yet Immortal Emperor Meng Hai and Immortal Emperor Luo remained as calm as still water.
They watched the battlefield, worry flickering in their eyes.