The Northern Emperor remained calm, his primordial Divine Space and otherworldly, and transmitted his voice, "Run away, don't worry about me!"
"I'm just a fragment of a spirit; what difference does it make if I escape!"
Su Yu like a star chasing the moon, treading the laws of time and touching the realm of time. He was almost at the peak, nearly surpassing the Saint Realm. However, this time the enemy was terrifyingly strong, a Saint King from the Golden-Winged Roc Clan.
Such an existence is terrifying. If it were in the Big Dipper, one person could wipe out Desolate Ancient Family and establish an Immortal of the Foreign Realm legacy. Even if the Northern Plains Wang Family were to unleash all its resources, it would still be no match for a Saint King...
" Void Reversal!"
The Northern Emperor moved his hands, creating the Space Great Dao. His entire being exuded an ethereal quality, connecting himself with the Void Divine Abyss and forcibly breaking free from the Realm of Time.
" Wang Teng!"
Su Yu's expression was complicated, and the causal line between his brows became even more dazzling, flowing with a faint silver light.
"With your talent, you will surely be able to slay the Saint King in a few decades. Then you can avenge me!"
The black-haired man's hair was disheveled, he was extremely heroic, and his expression was peaceful. Then he stepped on the incomplete "Xing" character secret and rushed in the opposite direction.
"Chaos reigns."
"Messy ground.
"Rebellion has lasted for eternity."
" The Galaxy-Burying Technique!"
The Northern Emperor roared, his countenance solemn and majestic. Chaotic Ancient Era, and his primordial Divine Space reached its peak, merging with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. With a wave of his hand, countless Void divine abysses appeared.
"Buzz!"
The aurora borealis cascaded down, the clouds shattered, and the sky suddenly trembled violently.
At that moment, a wisp of dark light shot out from the endless black abyss, incredibly deep, and then runes floated, transforming into a Big Black!
The Void black hole swirled with a ghostly blue light, spreading outwards across the six directions and eight wastelands, instantly covering tens of thousands of miles of Void.
Tens of thousands of pitch-black lines flew out at an alarming speed, densely packed, covering the vast ocean, and gleaming with a pale blue light, shooting fiercely towards the gray-haired Daoist.
"The forbidden final chapter of the Chaotic Ancient Sixfold Technique." Su Yu sighed softly, his gaze somewhat complicated.
The technique "Burial of the Star River" lives up to its name; it can indeed bury a galaxy.
This technique is the final page of the forbidden chapter of the " Chaotic Ancient Scripture," and its cultivation difficulty is extremely high. Even he had not mastered it, yet Wang Teng actually managed to use it.
The ancient Chaotic Ancient Great Emperor created this technique, and with a wave of his hand, six galaxies appeared, endlessly rotating, tearing apart a Saint Spirit in the Reincarnation Sea.
Wang Teng remained calm, his Immortal Platform shimmering, releasing strands of robust primordial spirit power. He activated all sorts of secret techniques, even the "All" secret technique, which had never been effective before.
This is not Eight Forbidden Domain, but Divine Prohibition that transcends them all.
It had to be this moment.
Feeling the spatial laws in his hands submit, the Northern Emperor smiled faintly, as if he had finally let go of a deep-seated obsession.
"I was no less capable than anyone in my life; to die in the Divine Forbidden Domain wouldn't be so bad!"
The Void line was incredibly dark, exuding a chilling aura. It stretched across the sky with an overwhelming momentum, terrifying to the heavens, enough to tear apart any Holy Lord Realm cultivator.
" Eternal Divine Prohibition!"
Island Master Jin Ming's expression changed slightly, his emotions fluctuated, and his gaze became somewhat complicated.
As a top cultivator in the Ziwei Star Domain, he naturally knew what this represented—a prodigy on the path to becoming an emperor.
However, it was merely a sidelong glance. Even with the Eternal Divine Prohibition, the practitioner was only at the third minor realm of the Immortal Platform Second Heaven, at most threatening those Severing the Dao, still no different from an ant.
With a single flap of his divine wings, the Saint King tore apart the universe, shattering countless ages. Countless Void abysses collapsed, and all the dark Dao lines were broken and turned to ashes.
With his magic broken, Wang Teng turned pale. He moved his hands again, pushing the Sun-Moon horizontally, attempting to unleash the " Galaxy-Burying Technique " once more.
"Buzz!"
A golden wind howled, and a pale golden hand swept across the sky, its fingers and palm swirling with Tai Shi Immortal Light, carrying a fierce aura capable of obliterating eternity. It pressed down directly, aiming to capture Wang Teng alive in one strike.
"Snap!"
Suddenly, a white jade ring exploded in Wang Teng's mind. It was a life-saving item given to him by a crane before he left Big Dipper.
"Boom!"
A beam of white light shot out, accompanied by auspicious energy. A wisp of crane shadow flew out, its body pure white and flawless, carrying wisps of imperial aura, its song resounding through the Nine Heavens.
This is a Half-Saint in the avatar realm!
However, it was useless. Wings grew on the pale gold hand, rippling with countless golden patterns. In the blink of an eye, it shattered the white crane's shadow. Then, it closed its five fingers and suppressed Wang Teng, who could not escape no matter how much he struggled.
"Young friend, why don't you stay?"
On the other side, two Daoist priests in blue robes shattered the vast ocean, a black and gold imperial sword hovering above their heads, and appeared behind Su Yu, blocking his path.
Looking at Su Yu, who seemed to float like an immortal, the Longevity Saint had a complicated expression. He wanted to save him, but in the end, he just sighed.
For the sake of a vague and uncertain future, the Longevity Temple could not possibly awaken the progenitor, and with Tuoyu Yuansheng present this time, no one can save him.
This successor of the Heavenly Venerable is destined to become a servant of Tuoyu Yuansheng...
"You are an outstanding person, and I really want to give you a chance to take you as my disciple or adopted son," said Island Master Jin Ming, his attitude very gentle, hoping to subdue Wang Teng.
A prodigy in the Divine Forbidden Domain, and so young, with a bone age of only twenty-something, he has the potential to attain enlightenment in the future.
The Northern Emperor, defiant, sneered, "If we were to fight on equal footing, I could kill you ten thousand times over!"
As a descendant of an ancient emperor, Wang Teng was incredibly proud, yet he only stumbled before the descendant of Wu Shi, suffering a crushing defeat in a battle between equals, shattering his pride and forcing him to submit.
While he was unwilling to join the lineage of the Wu Shi Successor, he could accept the offer. However, regarding the others...
"I have no regrets even if I die today. It won't be long before someone tramples on your corpse and takes your head!" Wang Teng laughed maniacally, cursing the sages and disregarding life and death without any scruples.
He was bursting with energy and wanted to break free of his restraints.
"Puff!"
The Tai Shi Laws were unshakeable; as a backlash, the Phoenix Blood Treasure Body shattered, blood flowing like a waterfall, a truly desolate sight...
"At this moment, you truly possess the bearing of Great Emperor, worthy of the title ' Northern Emperor.'"
Su Yu murmured, memories beginning to surface in his mind, stirring him deeply. He looked at the Golden-Winged Saint with icy eyes, a chilling killing intent rising in his heart.
Anyone who dares to treat him this way, your name will be inscribed on the Lunhui Stele!
Daiyu should be destroyed!
Chapter 432 Return to Ruins Finger, Emperor Weapon Unleashed
Upon hearing Wang Teng's disrespectful words, Island Master Jin Ming's eyes turned cold, revealing a piercing light.
"Boom!"
With a clench of that pale golden hand, a cloud of blood instantly surged forth. The Northern Emperor groaned, nearly fainting, before being absorbed into the other's sleeve.
A large star hung in the sky, surrounded by countless strands of Tai Shi light. A pair of golden eyes peered through the mist. The gray-haired Daoist was like a terrifying god or demon. He took a step forward and, together with the Longevity Saint and the Ancient Saint Tianlang, formed a pincer movement, trapping Su Yu inside.
"As expected of an Imperial Clan hero, a mere junior at the Immortal Platform Second Heaven has actually touched upon the Divine Prohibition..."
The Ancient Saint with azure eyes smiled faintly. The Dark-Veined Mother Gold Sword above his head shone brightly, radiating an overwhelming aura and containing dark golden starlight, like a layer of mist that covered the place.
"Young friend, please enter the Daiyu for a brief meeting!"
The starry sky was deep, and two enormous wings stretched across it, dazzling and shimmering with innate thunder runes and flowing with the True Solar Fire.
Island Master Jin Ming formed a Dao seal with one hand, his figure terrifyingly powerful. He wielded a crimson-gold spear that pierced through the Void, the spearhead crackling with arcs of lightning and radiating an aura of destruction.
"Buzz!"
With a sharp gunshot, golden patterns filled the Void, thunder and fire swirled and condensed into a fierce wind that swept across the world. A dazzling crimson light illuminated the Eastern Sea Ocean, annihilating the clouds and pressing down upon it.
This is an ancient being from the world of Shrouding the Heavens, who fought his Xiao Yi to the Saint King Realm. His combat power is unparalleled, and his battle intent is extremely meticulous. Even when he is overpowered by two major realms, he still goes all out and does not underestimate his enemy in the slightest.
On the other side, the Ancient Saint Tianlang also moved. He changed the hand seals, and the space behind him slowly distorted.
An ancient and weathered scroll unfolds, in which the morning star shines brightly, seven large stars are connected and merged into one, and strands of starlight fall down, outlining the phantom of a huge Tianlang.
The starlight was dazzling, and the deep blue Tianlang was extremely ferocious. Its eyes were cruel and exuded a bloodthirsty aura. Its body was filled with blue light, and the runes were like Ruyu, rising in the space and forming clusters of flames that could burn the sky and boil the sea. It was terrifying to the extreme.
A long howl echoed throughout the universe. The blue wolf flashed, chasing the sun like a shooting star, and reached its peak. Like a beam of celestial light piercing through the universe, it pounced out.
The Longevity Saint standing to the side did not make a move; in his view, it made no difference whether he intervened or not.
Two Saint King attacked a Great Accomplishment King from both sides. Even if the Nine Heavenly Venerable Venerables were River of Time, Ancient Emperor were reincarnated, or Great Emperor were rebuilt, it would be impossible to cross two major realms to contend with such a powerful enemy.
"Boom!"
Crimson clouds swirled, and azure light tore through the sky. Facing the life-or-death threat, Su Yu sighed softly and shook his head. For the first time, he felt the world was so cold and unfriendly.
In the original timeline, Ye Fan and Yin Tiande displayed just as many divine artifacts and immortal techniques as him in the Ziwei Star Domain, yet they ultimately failed to attract a single Saint.
He merely devoured a few Great Accomplishment King, yet the combined forces of the Ziwei Saints were enough to kill him.
This differential treatment truly left him feeling helpless...
"Bite!"
With a flick of his wrist, Su Yu conjured countless array patterns that instantly engulfed the area, and a vast light curtain enveloped the Divine Source.
A pure white mist quietly flowed out, revealing a complex and mysterious array pattern that carried wisps of sacred aura. The aura was like the sea, rising with thin smoke, outlining a white-gold light shield, shimmering with faint starlight, radiant and beautiful.
This is a fragment of Great Emperor Formation Patterns, extremely profound, enough to suppress even an Ancient Saint, yet it is still insufficient...
"Even the Great Emperor's markings are useless; today, no one can save you!"
The Azure-Eyed Saint King's gaze was icy, and terrifying Void power rapidly spread out from between his fingers and palms, condensing on the ancient scroll.
The Heavenly Wolf Howling at the Moon, its mouth gathering starlight and Yue Hua. A beam of light surges forth, and it spits out a moon-blue blade of light, which slams fiercely into the Emperor Formation, causing a cloud of smoke to rise.
"Break!"
With wings reaching the sky, the Lord of Jin Ming Island resembled a god-king, wielding a crimson-gold divine spear. He moved with incredible speed and power, creating ripples that shook the entire sky. The thunderous roar echoed like lightning descending or a vast ocean pouring down, resounding for tens of thousands of miles.
The spearhead was sharp and pierced directly through the light barrier formed by the imperial runes, penetrating it completely.
The imperial markings crumbled, the starlight faded, Su Yu's gaze remained indifferent, Dao patterns flickered in his eyes, and he softly said, "Two breaths..."
Upon hearing this inexplicable statement, Daoist Jin Ming was puzzled, then his heart skipped a beat, and he had an ominous premonition.
"Bang!"