novelraw Chapter 972 966: The Opening of the Tomb of the Demon Master
Chapter 972 966: The Opening of the Tomb of the Demon Master
"How could this happen?"
Watching the elders fall like leaves, blood flowing like a river, Hua Zu trembled, his face ashen.
He knew that this time the attack on the Qin Dynasty Immortal Court had failed!
With two Immortal Emperor puppets and a group of monstrous officials, the Qin Dynasty Immortal Court would completely rise, unstoppable, even if the Literary Lord descended, it would be useless.
"What are you standing there for? Run!"
On another battlefield, Hua Zu urgently urged, his eyes full of panic, he pushed his movement technique to the limit, transforming into a ray of light and flew away into the distance.
Hearing Hua Zu's voice, Ci Zu also reacted, now was not the time for a daze, escaping was the priority.
Without hesitation, he immediately retreated, preparing to distance himself from the Qin Dynasty Immortal Court.
Escape!
Only by escaping!
Was there hope for revenge, to convey the news to the Literary Lord, and devise a strategy.
The Time Golden Man and Space Golden Man exchanged a look, did not pursue, their bodies merging in golden light, arranging an incomplete version of the Twelve Golden Men Formation.
The stars trembled, myriad suns faded.
A towering figure emerged, entirely manifested by the forces of time and space, its height indescribable, reaching the heavens and earth, exuding overwhelming pressure, oppressing all realms, making billions of living beings prostrate.
His face was obscured in chaos, with only a pair of eyes exposed, as large as the sun and moon.
Who is he?
He is a god!
He is the creator!
He is the absolute protector!
Suddenly, within a radius of tens of thousands of light-years, time slowed and space pressure increased.
The fleeing Hua Zu and Ci Zu, their speed instantly slowed.
"Time Reversal!"
Amidst the void.
A supreme, cold, and merciless voice rang out.
A mysterious power descended from the heavens, falling upon Hua Zu and Ci Zu, as if they had arrived on the river of time reversing, their features visibly becoming younger to the naked eye.
"No!"
Watching their white hair turn back to black, Ci Zu and Hua Zu's pupils shrank violently, devoid of joy.
They sensed their cultivation rapidly weakening, degrading from mid-stage Immortal Emperor to early-stage Immortal Emperor, then to peak Immortal Sovereign, late stage, mid stage, early stage...
In the blink of an eye, they were millions of years younger.
From old age back to middle age!
But all their life's cultivation!
Also fell to mid-stage Immortal King.
"No!"
"Impossible!"
The two stopped fleeing, standing despairingly in the starry sky.
They gazed at the supreme phantom, as if looking at the most terrifying demon in the world.
Seeing their own cultivation weaken, what kind of experience is that?
Worse than death!
Absolute despair!
"Blade of Space, cut!"
The mysterious voice rang again.
The starry sky rippled, the vast power of space swept through, forming two sharp spatial blades.
The next moment.
Ci Zu and Hua Zu's heads were severed, wide-eyed, lingering fear, dying without closing their eyes.
Two Immortal Emperors, fallen!
...
The eighth heaven.
In the Literary Realm.
Within the forbidden area.
An imposing phantom dressed in a red official robe stood tall.
From the attire, it was from the Sky-Breaking Era.
This person was the founder of the Literary Realm.
At this moment.
He held a literary pen, gazing far in the direction of the Ancestor Hall, his eyes deep, emitting a terrifying light, piercing through heaven and earth, forming a huge barrier, suppressing the heavenly secrets.
"By my calculations, they should have succeeded by now!"
"Qin Dynasty Immortal Court, you sought your own doom, it's just a pity for the foundation left by Wen Zu!"
The Literary Lord stood in the forbidden area, hands behind his back, a smile on his lips, but also a hint of heartache.
Wen Zu, a minister during the Human Emperor's period, held important positions, his cultivation reached the initial stage of the Pre-saint Realm, and the wisp of divine consciousness he left behind was enough to erupt at the peak of Immortal Sovereign cultivation.
However, as time passed, Wen Zu's consciousness became extremely thin, only able to last for one hour.
Though only one hour, it was enough!
"It's bad!"
"Literary Lord, it's bad!"
At this time, a Great Luo Golden Immortal Realm elder came crawling and rolling, face ashen, as if witnessing a horrible scene, his body trembling.
"What happened?"
"As a scholar, the most important thing is to have a calm mind; without it, one would act inconsistently, comprehend superficially, and have no hope of breaking through!"
"Go back and copy 'Meditation Strategy' three hundred times!"
The Literary Lord was in a good mood originally, but upon hearing the elder's words, his face turned dark instantly, angrily reprimanding.
"Literary Lord, the soul jade plaques of Ci Zu and Hua Zu have shattered, and all the soul jade plaques of the accompanying elders have shattered as well!"
The elder prostrated on the ground, ignoring the Literary Lord's punishment, saying with a sob: "They have all fallen! All dead! What should we do now?"
It's no exaggeration to say that the top powerhouses of the Literary Realm were more than half lost.
In addition, when the fortune golden dragon was slain, countless disciples' fortunes were destroyed, the younger generation completely wiped out.
Powerhouses fallen!
The old and young cannot connect!
What is the future of the Literary Realm?
No wonder the elder broke down!
"What?"
Upon hearing this, the Literary Lord staggered, collapsing to the ground.
Failed?
How could it have failed?
None of the strong of the human race acted!
Boom!
At this time, the divine consciousness left by Wen Zu was exhausted, transforming into countless light spots, disappearing, and faintly, a sigh could be heard.
When divine consciousness ends, divinity extinguishes!
The statue of Wen Zu, standing in the forbidden area for several eras, became filled with cracks in an instant, collapsing with a deafening crash, burying the collapsed Literary Lord.
...
"Your Majesty, the powerhouses of the Literary Realm were too few, I haven't killed enough yet!"
On the Great Wall, Zhao Yun, Bai Qi, Xue Rengui, and others were wiping their weapons, the atmosphere relaxed, chatting and laughing.
Among them, Li Yuanba swung his Rumble Drum Golden Hammer, sullenly saying.
The enemies were too few!
There were only ten Immortal Sovereigns.
He didn't get to handle even one, really a huge regret.
"What's the rush, next time we attack the Literary Realm, I'll make you the vanguard Great General!"
Qin Wudao said with a smile.
Li Yuanba's eyes lit up, quickly kneeling to accept the decree: "This humble general accepts the order!"
Then he stood up, cheerfully saying: "Your Majesty, your golden words promised me, you can't change the vanguard at the last minute!"
As if afraid someone would snatch his role as vanguard Great General.
This simple-minded scene made Zhuge Liang, Guo Jia, Gui Guzi, and others burst into laughter.
"You simpleton!"
Qin Wudao glared at Li Yuanba, waved his hand and said: "Go, get a good night's sleep!"
That night.
All the Qin ministers slept well.
But far north of Northern Emperor Dao State, above a vast ocean, a large group of people gathered, staring intently ahead, revealing anxiety, tension, unease.
"Is it done yet?"
Di Tian stood on the chariot, asking repeatedly.
"Emperor, please be patient, Bai Ze the demon sage is breaking the formation, it will be successful soon!"
The Kunpeng Emperor stood beside, comforting.
He understood Emperor Tian's anxiety because they placed too much hope on the Demon Master Mausoleum, even betting the future of all clans in all heavens on it.
If successful, relying on the inheritance left by Kunpeng, the clans of all heavens might have the possibility of reversing the tide.
But if it failed, the consequences would be unimaginable.
A hundred miles ahead, there lay a formation, interwoven with dense formation patterns, very mysterious, exuding a faint spatial force.
This was a spatial teleportation formation!
Breaking this formation.
Would lead to the Demon Master Mausoleum.