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Chapter 1578 - 965: Emperor of Benevolence and Righteousness, Rare Through the Ages_2

Chapter 1578: Chapter 965: Emperor of Benevolence and Righteousness, Rare Through the Ages_2

"Junior, if you think you can cause a disturbance in our state of mind with just a few words, it’s impossible..."

A black shadow spoke in such a way, extremely indifferent, a majestic pressure sweeping around, furious winds soaring to the skies. This indifference wasn’t an act but genuine.

Although they were merely spirits born from three drops of Primordial Ancestor True Blood and not the actual Phantom Primordial Ancestors themselves, they were enough to overlook everything, as three of them walking together meant no one under the heavens could resist them.

The three black shadows finally showed some change in their eternally unchanging expressions. Perhaps it was because of Jiang Hui’s strength, or because of how Jiang Hui referred to the Ten Thousand Clans they guarded, evaluating them as ants, surprising these three figures.

However, the three figures were vague, shrouded in tide-like black fog, making it impossible to see their specific expressions. At this moment, a figure spoke, its voice like thunder, shaking even the dome: "What is your name? A very remarkable young one, able to kill a path’s end level being of my race, and even break free from the restraints we imposed, far more powerful than we imagined. You are also a variable, but now I suddenly wish to give you one last chance. I have a drop of genuine Primordial Blood here, which I can grant you."

"Abandon everything, and with the help of the most sacred object, you might transcend the Immortal Emperor and become an existence like us."

In all worlds, the faces of the Ten Thousand Clans’ beings showed shock.

What did this mean?

Was there another realm above the Immortal Emperor?

This was too incredible, already way beyond their imagination.

The fact that an Immortal Emperor could dominate a domain, cause heavens to collapse and earth to shatter with a mere wave—was there an even stronger realm atop it!?

Even Shi Hao, Gu Chen, Tu Wa Zi, the Ten Crown King, the Banished Immortal, and others were shocked.

This also involved the blind spot in their knowledge.

Several individuals instinctively looked at the majestic figure of Jiang Hui, as if as long as that figure existed, everything would never reach a dead end, there would still be a time of turning darkness into light.

Jiang Hui’s expression hadn’t changed from beginning to end, indifferent just like the three figures, seemingly not surprised, or rather, not interested.

He said coldly, "And then?"

"Then? Then you can surpass the ancient and present, and become an existence like us!!" Another black shadow spoke, "Junior, do not feign ignorance. One like you, wanting to cultivate to the current level, must have paid an enormous amount of effort, and surely doesn’t wish to see all hard work be in vain, right?"

"Become one of you? What a joke, become you, then would I really still be myself?"

Jiang Hui sneered disdainfully, indifferent to it, with undisguised disdain in his voice.

The ten Phantom Primordial Ancestors, though invincible in this world, causing annihilation wherever they tread, what they relied on was merely the strange primordial material formed from ash.

They were not truly of the Sacrificial Path State.

"Neither human nor ghost, what is worth boasting about?"

Jiang Hui fiercely added insult to injury once more.

Since the facade was torn down, what was there still to care about?

"Stubborn and obstinate, seeing that your talent was decent, we decided to give you one last chance. Since you’re insistent on seeking death, we will grant you that opportunity!"

This time, three massive figures spoke in unison.

Jiang Hui stood proudly, facing it silently, not retreating a single step.

Making the three black shadows even more furious, their dignity had never been challenged in such a way before.

Without any warning, a battle erupted between the two sides.

This level of combat surpassed all ages, as if time itself was severed, rules shattering, Great Taoist lamenting.

It was too astonishing.

Every strike seemed capable of tearing the void and collapsing the heavens and earth.

Jiang Hui wielded the Tyrant Knife, its blade light howling, slashing toward the three black shadows.

While the three black shadows, ancient and strong beyond measure, every casual strike seemed to be splitting the heavens.

A single existence was unimaginable, let alone the collaboration of three figures.

They were too powerful.

They emerged from a wisp of the Ancestor Blood of the Phantom Primordial Ancestor; even if not possessing the full might of a spirit body, the three combined could fully compensate for this.

Jiang Hui’s demeanor was unparalleled, waging battle against the Sacrificial Path with an Immortal Emperor’s level. But there was always an insurmountable chasm, gradually leading to a disadvantage.

His physical form was fractured, appearing with numerous cracks, golden blood spilling down like the afterglow under the sunset.

"Emperor!"

In the village, everyone showed faces of horror and anger. The Banished Immortal clenched fists tightly, eyes wide, roaring while charging at the three black shadows; the Ten Crown King wielded his magical treasure, trying to alleviate Jiang Hui’s pressure; Gu Chen and Tu Wa Zi recklessly rushed towards the enemies, intending to rescue Jiang Hui.

Though Shi Hao, being a junior, couldn’t match Jiang Hui’s prowess, he fearlessly charged forward, trying to lend Jiang Hui his strength. His eyes were resolute, gold flames encircling his fists, throwing punch after punch at the enemies.

Liu RuYan, as Jiang Hui’s wife, felt as if her heart was being cut apart. Tears streamed down as she watched Jiang Hui’s injured form, hands tightly clenched into fists, nails digging deeply into her palms. She wished to rush forward to help Jiang Hui but found her way blocked by the enemy. She could only scream desperately, praying for Jiang Hui’s safety.

In the place where the void obliterated, massive expanses of black land appeared, entirely a desolate domain, with howling tempests and blood-colored lightning roaring, where even a Quasi-Immortal Emperor passing would be obliterated.

In the pavilion, Emperor Huanfen had a grave expression.

That drop of blood was stronger than she imagined.

True, the Phantom Primordial Ancestor didn’t manifest.

But this drop of blood was so extraordinary, the fluctuations it emitted weren’t even weaker than that of a Sacrificial Path being. If she didn’t intervene, Brother Jiang of the Dao might struggle to contend.

Yet just as Emperor Huanfen was about to take action, a voice suddenly sounded in her mind,

"Fellow Daoist, do not act, or the true catastrophe will come, you have a more important mission, it’s not yet the end."

Jiang Hui’s Five Senses merged with his Divine Sense, enveloping all around, immediately sensing Emperor Huanfen’s move, deducing what this woman intended to do, hence, even at a point difficult to proceed further, he used his Divine Sense to caution Emperor Huanfen from acting.

A simple rationale.

If it were just himself, it would at most deal with these three black shadows, he could still entangle a bit, but if Emperor Huanfen showed up, that would mean the Phantom Primordial Ancestor manifested personally, potentially more than just three.

Even if he and Emperor Huanfen achieved extreme sublimation, they couldn’t turn the tides; by then, to the Immortal Domain, the true catastrophe would descend, leaving him truly without a glimmer of hope.

Emperor Huanfen slighty frowned, realizing this point, eventually retreating slowly.

She had already been cautious, knowing she couldn’t rashly reveal herself.

However, seeing a like-minded friend, who had once saved her life, facing such a great calamity, right before her eyes, she struggled to control herself.

She always adhered to righteousness, valuing repaying even a drop of kindness with a gushing spring, not to mention life-saving grace; not repaying it would violate her principles.

But she certainly understood the gravity of the situation, and furthermore revered Brother Jiang of the Dao’s righteousness.

If she acted, Jiang Hui wouldn’t be the first to suffer, but rather the vast Ten Thousand Clans in the Immortal Domain. The Phantom Primordial Ancestor would personally annihilate all aspirations and hopes, decisively ending everything here.

Brother Jiang of the Dao had done this for the living beings of this world, for the continuity of this domain, for the faintest sliver of hope...

Such great righteousness.

Truly a like-minded individual.

For a moment, Emperor Huanfen wasn’t even bothered by Miss Liu beside her, full of worry, completely unaware she was being observed, misunderstood by her.

Perhaps sometimes a little misunderstanding can be quite alright?!

Shaking her head to dismiss these chaotic thoughts, Emperor Huanfen’s expression became serious again.

Brother Jiang of the Dao’s actions were indeed enough to be considered righteous, worthy of being called a true Emperor, standing for all clans, paving the way for living beings.

But this resolute behavior from Brother Jiang of the Dao seemed unlike his previous style.

After all, when she intended to march directly towards the Highland back then, he had advised her with sincere words to think thrice before acting.

It wasn’t hard to see, Brother Jiang of the Dao should be exceedingly cautious by nature, unlikely to act on impulse.

Could it be that there were other means that hadn’t been employed yet?