After hearing what Jiang Yantian said, Ancient Holy Emperor had a nervous breakdown.
"Ahhhhh!!!"
"No!!! No!!"
Ancient Holy Emperor knows that Jiang Yantian will definitely do what he says.
I thought that I would be suppressed forever and become a slave forever.
He is Ancient Holy Emperor, he is Dao Ancestor.
But he is about to become a slave to the devil, and he can still be trampled upon by others.
This terrifying gap caused him to become mentally disturbed.
Lying paralyzed on the broken altar, Ancient Holy Emperor tore his clothes frantically.
"Heavenly Dao! You destroyed me, you destroyed me!!!"
He roared crazily towards the sky, his voice as hoarse as a broken gong.
"I will guard Wangu for you and eliminate dissidents for you! Why did you give up on me, even if you gave me a happy life!"
The only response to him was the howling wind.
And the cold laughter of Jiang Yantian.
Ancient Holy Emperor Kneeling on the ground, those hands once controlled the world and turned the clouds and rain.
Nowadays, it doesn't even hurt to hit someone, let alone commit suicide.
Everything is ruined, the soul is incomplete, the Dantian is broken, and the meridians are broken.
Only a body that is more fragile than a mortal remains.
Jiang Yantian has no interest in chatting with him anymore.
I don't know when a palm-sized bottle appeared in my hand.
The body of the pot is engraved with the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers and vegetation.
There is a faint Hundun airflow lingering around the mouth of the pot, as if it contains a world.
Ancient Holy Emperor's voice stopped suddenly, and his pupils shrank suddenly as he stared at the pot.
He felt a devouring power from the pot that made his soul tremble.
"You should know him, right? Sun and Moon in the Gourd."
Jiang Yantian played with it lightly, pointing the spout at Ancient Holy Emperor.
"Everything in it is enough for a waste like you to reflect on your great achievements for the time being."
"No! Don't!!" Ancient Holy Emperor's hysteria instantly turned into extreme fear!
He wanted to crawl, to escape, to kneel down and beg for mercy.
But I found that my body felt like it was crucified on the altar, and I couldn't even move a finger!
"Buzz!"
The bronze kettle suddenly made a roar!
A gray vortex visible to the naked eye immediately erupted from the mouth of the pot.
The alternation of the sun and the moon, and the birth and death of stars can be vaguely seen in the whirlpool!
A terrifying suction force gushes out from the pot, like billions of stars collapsing at the same time, pulling hard towards Ancient Holy Emperor!
"I am the Holy Emperor! I am Dao Ancestor!!"
Ancient Holy Emperor struggled wildly, and the remaining traces of Imperial Dao Dragon Qi's origin rushed towards the whirlpool like moths to the flame.
But it was swallowed up instantly!
His body floated uncontrollably towards the mouth of the pot.
His hair stood on end, his clothes rustled, and his face was full of despair and unwillingness!
"Devil Emperor Your Majesty, I was wrong, I regret it... spare me..."
These were the last words he left.
"Pfft!"
Ancient Holy Emperor's body was completely swallowed by the gray vortex.
The pattern of the sun, moon and stars on the pot lit up for a moment, then returned to calm.
Jiang Yantian Put the treasure away casually.
On the altar, only a pool of dried blood and a few broken pieces of the dragon robe were left.
It proves that there was once an emperor here who, in despair and madness, went to eternal perdition.
In the pot, Ancient Holy Emperor is being crushed and torn apart by countless laws, enduring torture that is ten thousand times more painful than death.
But this is just the beginning.
The emperor's power was lost, and his soul was imprisoned in a pot.
From now on, there will be no more Ancient Holy Emperor in the world.
Demon Domain will have one more "devil slave who poops faster than anyone else"
Everything happened here, Luo Biling slowly came to Jiang Yantian's side.
Jiang Yantian looked at her, smiled slightly, and raised his hand to caress her moving face.
Just as he was about to speak, the person below suddenly begged for mercy.
"Your Majesty Devil Emperor, Ancient Holy Emperor is dead, we are willing to surrender to Devil Emperor!"
"I hope His Majesty Devil Emperor can wait for me. We will fight to the death!"
A large number of people suddenly knelt down and worshiped Jiang Yantian.
Jiang Yantian looked at them and sighed.
"That's not what you said just now."
"No, no!" Those strong men who were alive kowtowed.
"Lord Devil Emperor, have mercy on me! We are willing to submit to Demon Domain!"
"Please have mercy on Master Devil Emperor! We were all deceived by Ancient Holy Emperor!"
The scene suddenly erupted into loud cries for mercy.
How arrogant they were before, they are now so humble.
Jiang Yantian overlooks the ants at his feet.
He remembered that half an hour ago, there were still people shouting "Kill the devil thief" and "Protect me the Holy Emperor".
The enthusiasm in his eyes almost burned them to death.
He has no shortage of people, let alone traitors.
"Submit?" Jiang Yantian sneered, and the sound was like ice hitting the ground.
"That's not what you said when Ancient Holy Emperor was here just now."
He slowly raised his hand, holding it in the palm of his hand. The strong men in the front row under the altar were suddenly choked by an invisible force, and their feet lifted off the ground.
"You think, if Ancient Holy Emperor wins, what will happen now?"
The old men's faces turned purple and they struggled wildly, but they couldn't even utter a word.
"Ling'er, you do it or I do it!" Jiang Yantian turned his head and looked to his side.
Unexpectedly, Luo Biling was looking at him with her chin in her hands, little stars twinkling in her beautiful eyes.
There was still a silly smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
Apparently still obsessed with sex.
Didn't hear him at all.
Jiang Yantian shook his head helplessly, but a hint of imperceptible affection flashed in his eyes.
He smiled faintly, withdrew his gaze, and pointed his palms at the trembling crowd below.
"It seems that I still have to do it myself."
"Buzz!"
Before he finished speaking, a long black flag suddenly flew out of his sleeve!
The flag moves automatically without wind, and is embroidered with hundreds of millions of magic patterns.
On top of the big banner, there are a few more things than before.
Nine bloody skulls hang there.
Each skeleton's eyes are burning with green will-o'-the-wisps, exuding a terrifying aura that devours the world!
"Wanhun... no, it's Ten Thousand Demons Banner..." Someone recognized this flag and screamed in despair!
Jiang Yantian flicked, and Ten Thousand Demons Banner suddenly skyrocketed.
Like Optimus Prime standing in the center of the Ancient Dynasty!
The flag shook violently, and the magic patterns lit up at the same time, turning into countless black chains.
Spreading in all directions!
"Crack! Click!"
The black chains penetrated the earth, and Ancient Dynasty's thousands of miles of territory suddenly began to tremble violently!
The imperial city began to collapse, and the giant pillars that reached the sky were broken in half.
Even the ancient formations protecting the city were groaning under the erosion of the magic lines!
"No! Don't!!"
"Devil Emperor-sama, have mercy on me!"
Although they woke up, it was already too late.
He wants to overthrow the entire dynasty and make everyone who has disrespected him pay the price with blood!
Everyone at the scene immediately began to flee.
The black chains wrapped around the fleeing people like poisonous snakes, and those who touched the chains were instantly drained of their essence and blood.
Pull into Ten Thousand Demons Banner.
The demonic energy surged, and countless ferocious demonic figures could be vaguely seen roaring in it, trying to completely devour this world!
Luo Biling then came back to his senses and looked at the purgatory-like scene below.
Suddenly I felt excited, everyone died, it would be indescribable if it could happen here.
Jiang Yantian stood on top of the altar, his clothes flying, his eyes as cold as eternal ice.
He watched Ancient Dynasty's city collapse in the evil energy.
Watching those people being pulled into Ten Thousand Demons Banner in despair.
Ten Thousand Demons Banner crazily absorbed the living souls and resentments, and the magic patterns on the flag became more and more vivid.
Even the sky was dyed dark with blood.
The once glorious Wangu, Ancient Dynasty, was completely reduced to a sacrifice at this moment.