This primordial world is not serious!

Chapter 1080 - 507: The Space-Time River Has Risen from the Dead! (Part 3)

"Chiyou! The grievances between you and me will be settled later!"

"Today, if we cannot completely exterminate this devil here, my entire Human Race, and even the entire Primordial, will face utter destruction!"

Upon hearing this, Chiyou nodded heavily, and his voice, like a grand bell, echoed throughout the heavens and earth.

"Very well! Xuanyuan! Today, I, Chiyou, will join forces with you once!"

"Let us show this lofty devil the true Strength of the Human Race!"

Before the words had even finished, these two destined opponents, who had been mortal enemies, transformed into two streams of light, one gold and one black, charging forward with indomitable, death-defying momentum toward Jiang Chen above the Nine Heavens.

"Oh? Coming again?"

Looking at the two figures charging at him once more, Jiang Chen revealed a mocking and disdainful smile.

"The same tactic won't work on me."

Once again, he raised the Myriad Souls Banner in his hand.

However, this time, Xuanyuan and Chiyou's actions completely exceeded his expectations.

The golden light suddenly split apart in mid-air.

Xuanyuan himself, wielding the Holy Dao Sword, whose glow had long dimmed, continued to unhesitatingly slash towards Jiang Chen.

Meanwhile, the nine Ying Longs beneath him, despite their severe injuries, let out a tragic and resolute dragon roar, diving together towards the undead sea formed by countless zombies below!

"The dragon battles in the wild! Its blood is black and yellow!"

The nine immensely Holy Ying Longs chose to self-destruct without hesitation!

"Boom!!!!!!!!"

The terrifying energy filled with Holy Dragon Power and endless Water Virtue burst forth fiercely at the core area of the zombie army, instantly cleansing and evaporating all the zombies within a radius of ten thousand miles.

On the other side, Chiyou made an equally, if not more, tragic choice.

He directly disbanded the Dutian Divine Evil Formation connected by heart and blood with his eighty-one brothers!

"Brothers, follow me to die together!!!"

His eighty-one brothers, who had been severely injured by the Kui Ox Drum and were on the verge of death, miraculously stood up again upon hearing Chiyou's tragic call.

They smiled radiantly, full of boundless trust and fervor, at Chiyou.

Then, their bodies exploded like ignited powder kegs.

Eighty-one streams of self-destructive torrents filled with endless Witch Clan Evil Qi and unyielding battle intentions converged into a pitch-black pillar of Destruction powerful enough to pierce the heavens, following Chiyou's Tiger Soul Demon Blade, blasted towards Jiang Chen!

"Madmen! You lunatics!"

For the first time, Jiang Chen's face, which had always worn a maniacal smile, revealed a trace of shock and amazement.

No matter what, he couldn't fathom why these beings, whom he saw as insignificant as ants, were capable of such terrifying, fearless, and resolute will!

He wanted to use his "Karma" skill again to reverse these two attacks.

However, he was astonished to find that both the self-destruction of the nine Ying Longs and the self-destruction of the eighty-one Witch Clansmen generated the purest "Merit" power for "protection!"

His mysterious Divine Skills, based on "Killing Karma," utterly failed at this moment!

"Boom!!!!!!!"

Without any obstruction, Xuanyuan's Holy Dao Sword, Chiyou's Tiger Soul Demon Blade, and the two earth-destroying self-destructive torrents landed solidly on Jiang Chen's seemingly frail body.

The entire Nine Heavens was, at this moment, completely engulfed in the ultimate dazzling, interwoven gold and black Destruction light.

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However, just when all the surviving Immortal Gods on the scene thought it would end here.

A hoarse laugh filled with boundless joy and a trace of eerie satisfaction once again emerged from the shattered void.

"Hahaha! Thank you... Thank you, fellow Daoists, for your generous sacrifice in helping me achieve Dao!"

The numerous Immortal Gods snapped their heads up, looking with disbelief at the void that should have been empty.

In the chaotic time-space turbulence, Jiang Chen stood elegantly atop a coffin.

On his pale face was a mysterious smile as he quietly overlooked the battlefield.

"To express my gratitude for your selfless sacrifices, I have decided to lead you all to Eternity with me!"

"Come, abandon your fragile forms and discard your useless emotions, and transcend with me!"

At that moment, the entire Zulu Battlefield, and even the entire Human World, began to shake violently.

An aura of despair rose from the boundless bloodlands below, transforming into billions of ominous, jet-black tentacles.

As if to drag this world completely into the Abyss of Death.

At this time, if Da Luo Level beings were to overlook the Space-Time River, they would be utterly shocked to discover: