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Chapter 1683 - 1116: Pacifying the War of All Realms (Part 2)_2

Chapter 1683: Chapter 1116: Pacifying the War of All Realms (Part 2)_2

Of course, this bell’s effect is ineffective for the Immortal King and above, as this ancient bell was not meant for them.

Jiang Hui had a premonition that the Bizarre Clan might come to attack sooner or later.

This, after all, was his Dao field and naturally couldn’t become the main battlefield, so he needed to preemptively strike before the opportunity arrived, marking the true full-scale war.

By then, the role of this ancient bell would become significant.

Ye Fan and others gave the ancient bell a few more glances.

As the bell tolled, everyone’s expressions tensed, and they all cupped their fists and bowed towards the direction of Jiang Hui’s back mountain.

Then.

Shi Hao took the lead, his figure flashing as he stepped into the Void Gate.

The Ten Crown King, Banished Immortal, Gu Chen, and others followed closely, their auras like rainbows, full of fighting spirit.

This was not a moth flying into the fire. For the current Bizarre Clan, above the heavens remained the greatest battlefield.

Among many other great realms, the leaders were at most Quasi-Immortal Emperor-level bizarre beings, and Shi Hao, Ye Fan, Gu Chen, and others naturally had no trouble dealing with them.

They set their sights on the territories not yet engulfed by the Bizarre Clan. Along the way, the battles weren’t too intense—not because the fights weren’t fierce, but because their strength was truly formidable. Without a numerous Road’s End level of Phantom Immortal Emperors present, almost no one could withstand their momentum.

Shi Hao’s expression sharpened, shouting: "Kill!" as he charged ahead.

His fist was imbued with endless power; as he punched, the air compressed into solidity, forming a visibly tangible fist seal that directly shattered a Quasi-Immortal Emperor-level bizarre creature into fragments, obliterating it so thoroughly it could not revive, erasing all its traces.

However, after slaying the leading bizarre Quasi-Immortal Emperor, Shi Hao no longer intervened.

The remaining were just right for everyone to practice with, stabilizing their foundations.

"Rumble!"

"Rumble!"

Little Black charged like a tank, its massive body colliding with the bizarre creatures, sending them flying.

Those bizarre creatures hit by Little Black were shattered in mid-air by the terrifying aura emanating from its body.

The Thunder Emperor hovered in the air, his hands waving as thick bolts of lightning descended from the sky, resembling an endless heavenly tribulation covering the entire area.

With the flash of lightning and constant crackling sounds, countless bizarre creatures were reduced to ashes within the lightning.

The Six-Eared Macaque and Sun Wukong moved like phantoms, while in the bizarre creatures’ crowd they opened up widely.

Their hands wielded the Jingu Bang and Mind-Controlled Iron Staff with great momentum, able to expand or shrink, rolling through a domain like an iron roller or as delicately as a sewing needle.

Each strike brought forth a rain of blood.

In the vast universe, the flames of war spread, smoke rose, and countless stars seemed to fall like free-flowing grains, their fiery tails tracing brilliant lines across the Star Sea, creating a scene as if the apocalypse had arrived.

The image resembled the volcanic eruption scene from the movie 2012—

Uncountable magma carrying rock fragments scattered from the sky.

The scene at present was many times more shocking than in the film.

Gu Chen intervened to isolate this space; otherwise, any leakage from collisions at their level would lead to the destruction of innumerable grand universes, leaving creatures in ruin. Only by cordoning off this space, forming a separate world, could the imperial might be prevented from impacting other infinite great universes.

At this realm, every action was terrifying; a single thought could annihilate an entire territory.

They came to save people, not to destroy the world.

...

In fact, this was absolutely not an appropriate timing; the best timing should be when companions like Shi Hao and Ye Fan reach the Sacrificial Path State?

But that’s under normal circumstances.

The current situation was clearly abnormal.

It might seem that they would continuously expose themselves, potentially leading to the actual exposition of their location.

However, from another perspective, they were actually preventing the Red-Haired Monster in the background, in a roundabout way, buying themselves time to develop.

Therefore, nothing else mattered.

...

"Boom!"

This was a Supreme Great Realm, with an area even larger than the Immortal Domain, and the races born here were as numerous as the sands of a Star Sea.

Moreover, there were native Quasi-Immortal Emperors guarding it, not just one but as many as two.

But at this moment.

The fate of these two Quasi-Immortal Emperors is tragic, their bodies bleeding profusely, flesh turned inside out, nearly dissolved completely.

Bronze chains, mottled with rust, flew out from the depths of the universe, penetrating their bodies and hooking onto the grand spines of the two Quasi-Immortal Emperors.

Imperial blood swayed and dripped down the chains.

Like stars exploding, scorching and dazzling.

At the same time, an eerie force raged, relentlessly eroding the fire of the yuan spirit of these two Quasi-Immortal Emperors, forcibly trying to extinguish their original primordial spirits.

However, these two local Quasi-Immortal Emperors of this great realm were tenacious, struggling against the rampant mysterious power within their bodies, preventing their primordial spirits from being polluted,

because such consequences are terrifying. Once the primordial spirit becomes unstable and is engulfed by the mysterious power, a dark immortal spirit would control the body.

At that point, they would become puppets of the Bizarre Clan. If other realms become puppets, it would be acceptable, but a puppet at the Quasi-Immortal Emperor level is too frightening.

Once controlled, they might become the culprits responsible for the destruction of their own turf.

"Clang clang clang..."

"Clang clang clang..."

From the depths of the void came the ear-piercing sound of metal scraping.

Bronze chains penetrated the boundary wall, each chain trailing a blood-red star, drawing a burning path across the sky.

At the intersection of the chains, a dark golden throne slowly emerged, and the figure seated upon it was immeasurably tall, yet the body was decayed, exuding an exaggerated power of destruction.

In comparison.

The destructive power cultivated by the Destroyer Elder was simply like child’s play.

"Obstinate fools, submitting to my race is your wisest choice."

The towering corpse on the throne finally stood, reaching out for the two Quasi-Immortal Emperors.

With its power, it could have suppressed the two Quasi-Immortal Emperors long ago, but rather than suppressing, it preferred to transform them into dark beings.

Emperor-level beings are hard to acquire.

Yet their determination to resist was unexpected.

It could only take action itself to hasten this process.

However, at this critical moment, a massive rift suddenly tore open across the firmament, as if the entire great realm was being ripped apart.

From that rift fell a flawless and sacred light, radiant and dazzling, as if a supreme existence was about to descend. As it appeared, the eerie forces present here were dispelled.

The sudden change made the Phantom Immortal Emperor on the throne slightly startled.

"This is..."

"Could it be...that great experts from other great domains are descending?"

The two Quasi-Immortal Emperors struggling against the corrosion of eerie forces were shocked, sensing the holy aura completely different from the mysterious power, making some guesses.

Because this was not the first occurrence.

Fellow Daoists had come before, but due to insufficient strength, not only did they fail to save them, but they themselves met tragic ends.

Immediately, silhouettes walked out slowly from the rift.

In an instant.

Fairy Emperor’s brilliance surged, like the eternal divine flame, burning fiercely above Liu Village, illuminating every inch of the land with sanctity and solemnity.

Like an ancient divine mountain collapsing, with endless antiquity and weight, as if even heaven and earth would tremble.

Majestic voices stepped across the river of time, surrounded by a radiant brilliance, each like the explosion of a star, illuminating the entire universe, making even the most distant stars dim, all looking this way simultaneously.

Majestic and immortal silhouettes spanned the sky, like brilliant stars, emanating an immortal glow, everlasting and indestructible.

Simultaneously, with the descent of those figures, various phenomena appeared between heaven and earth—five-colored auspicious clouds, dragons and phoenixes presenting auspicious signs, sun and moon shining together—at the pinnacle of sanctity.

A single presence might birth such harmonious phenomena, but not to such an exaggerated extent. It was because there were too many supremely powerful beings present at this moment.

The Phantom Immortal Emperor was horrified, and in the next moment, its body trembled.

Within this short span of time, it had sensed no fewer than three or four Immortal Emperor level auras and fluctuations.

Most importantly.

It was all too familiar with those figures.

The painful memories above Heaven were still vividly remembered now.

That group of Gods of Slaughter had singled it out.