Master of the Demon Emperor

The once-unrivaled Shi Dutian was torn directly into two halves by the Divine Shadow of Emperor Su, causing the Origin Beings engaged in the battle to tremble in fear.

If things continued this way, they would all perish at the hands of the Divine Shadow of Emperor Su.

What could they possibly do?

As Shi Dutian had just reformed his physical body, the Divine Shadow of Emperor Su killed him again, tearing him apart once more.

The higher one's cultivation, the faster they could reform their body, but each reformation would deplete their strength.

Especially since the injuries would also affect their soul, resulting in a never-ending cycle, Shi Dutian was doomed to die.

However, from a distance, Su Yie was furrowing his brow. Shi Dutian and Wang Buqi were evenly matched in battle, so why couldn't the Divine Shadow of Emperor Su, being two great realms higher, instantly kill him?

It seemed that Shi Dutian and Wang Buqi were not of equal realms, or perhaps, Shi Dutian had some special method that allowed him to withstand hits from a much higher realm.

With the Divine Shadow of Emperor Su suppressing Shi Dutian, Wang Buqi did not linger and turned to attack the other Origin Beings.

Most of the powerful members of Emperor Su's Sect had sustained injuries, yet they were still fighting.

Even Xiahou Jinxuan, who had been severely beaten, was spurred on by a surge of bloodlust and found the weakest Origin Being to fight alongside the Divine Shadow.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

Countless World-Ending Emperor Stars formed around Su Yie, totaling hundreds. With a thought, the stars plunged into the battlefield.

The battle had progressed to the point where fewer than thirty Origin Beings remained on the field.

Su Yie still hadn't received the opportunity he had hoped for, which made his mood even more somber.

This battle was still necessary to help Emperor Su's Sect rise.

"What exactly is going on?"

Su Yie inwardly demanded an explanation, the Great Dao Communication Device needed to provide him with one.

The Great Dao Communication Device promptly replied, explaining that the consciousness of these Origin Beings hadn't dissipated; they hadn't truly fallen but rather their physical bodies and parts of their souls had been obliterated.

This made Su Yie's frown deepen.

The faces of the Origin Beings before death clearly exhibited despair; if they hadn't truly fallen, they would not have shown such expressions.

Could they all be actors?

"Shi Dutian! You think you are so capable?"

Xiahou Jinxuan continued to taunt, which nearly caused the constantly reforming Shi Dutian to explode in anger.

At this moment, he was utterly powerless to retaliate and could only endure the torment inflicted by the Divine Shadow of Emperor Su.

The Victorious Fighting Buddha slowly rose, with a myriad beams of Buddha light behind him, he overlooked the entire battlefield with a furrowed brow, exuding an indescribable aura of authority.

"It's strange, clearly they are on the verge of collapse, yet why aren't they retreating?"

The Victorious Fighting Buddha murmured to himself, and not just him, the other battling members of the Emperor Su's Sect also sensed that something was amiss.

Although the Origin Beings bore expressions of panic, not a single one fled.

Even Shi Dutian was the same.

Could it be that, similar to last time, they were all doppelgangers?

Meanwhile.

At the edge of the starry sky, within the darkness, a pair of eyes, with purple pupils and filled with blood vessels, quietly watched the battlefield.

Plagued by doubts, Su Yie manipulated the Divine Shadow of Emperor Su to deliver the strongest blow to Shi Dutian, intending to utterly annihilate him.

This incarnation of Shi Dutian was obviously stronger than the last, particularly in terms of defense.

The Divine Shadow of Emperor Su raised its right arm high, turning it straight as a blade.

The color drained from Shi Dutian's face as he barked, "Form up!"

As the words fell, he dissipated into a cloud of grey smoke.

At that moment, the space at the edge of the battlefield suddenly tore open, and myriad black tendrils emerged from the spatial crack, each one thousands of feet in diameter and numbering in the tens of thousands, rampaging from all directions.

The members of the Emperor Su's Sect turned pale.

The Piercing Arm Monkey roared furiously, swinging its staff, as a golden giant staff clashed with a black tendril, both shattering simultaneously and shaking the cosmos.

But the next second, the black tendrils rapidly coalesced, intent on annihilating Su Yie and the others.

Tens of thousands of black tendrils, blocking every gap, simultaneously emitted a deadly and intense killing intent, causing everyone from Emperor Su's Sect to shiver to their core.

Yang Jian's expression changed drastically, and he immediately shouted, "Everyone teleport to the side of the Green Lotus Sword Immortal!"

Before the battle had started, Emperor Su's Sect had already discussed their retreat plan, with the Green Lotus Sword Immortal located in Hongmeng, standing alone—he had taken it upon himself to be ready at all times.

"Sovereign of the Grand and Mysterious Heavens requests teleportation to the side of the Green Lotus Sword Immortal; do you agree?"

"Tathagata, the King of Significant Matters, requests teleportation to the side of the Green Lotus Sword Immortal; do you agree?"

"Jidao Sect requests teleportation to the side of the Green Lotus Sword Immortal; do you agree?"

"Chaos Heavenly Dragon requests teleportation to the side of the Green Lotus Sword Immortal; do you agree?"

...

One by one, teleportation requests surfaced in Su Yie's mind; he agreed to all, including teleporting himself to the side of the Green Lotus Sword Immortal.

When he opened his eyes again, Su Yie found himself on a brownish planet; the Green Lotus Sword Immortal stood in front, and figures of the members of the Emperor Su's Sect started appearing one after another.

Everyone had a grim expression, dark as if dripping with water.

The Victorious Fighting Buddha spat out a glob of saliva and cursed, "They dared to play dirty; could it be the Hongmeng Divine Spirits scheming in the shadows?"

"The formation just now was likely the work of Hongmeng Divine Spirits; check, did anyone get left behind?"

Yang Jian said gravely, as people looked at each other, confirming mutually.

The Piercing Arm Monkey shook its head and said, "No, we all escaped..."

However, before he could even finish, his expression turned colorful.

The others had peculiar expressions.

Members of Su Imperial Clan.

Xiahou Jinxuan: Damn! You all escaped too fast? Left me to get instantly killed...

Tang Qingtian: Yo, you've come down to join us?

Imperial Deathstroke: Idiot; dare to jump again!

Iron Master Yuanyang God: What happened? Someone died?

Black Tiger Emperor: Serves him right!

Yin Yang God Shaker: Congratulations.

Divine Buddha: Marvelous.

...

Su Yie was speechless; he hadn't expected Xiahou Jinxuan to have actually died.

Now there were already three souls departed within Emperor Su's Sect, but the revival function of the sect hadn't been activated yet.

Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank goodness; only Xiahou Jinxuan died."

If Xiahou Jinxuan were still alive, he would surely be vomiting blood in anger.

Celestial Martial Emperor furrowed his brows and said, "Xiahou Jinxuan, after all, had the cultivation of Hu Tu the God Killer, yet he got killed in an instant; what was that formation exactly?"

"It was likely the Hongmeng Grand Dark Array; I don't know much about it, but it's said that encountering this formation means certain death, as it is performed by the Hongmeng Divine Spirits. One of them once mentioned it during a sermon in the past."

Someone from the Jidao Sect murmured, his eyes flickering, clearly thinking of a countermeasure.

Hongmeng Divine Spirits had taken action against the Imperial Clan of Emperor Su?

"Seems like it's true, the Hongmeng Divine Spirits are preparing to join forces against our Emperor Su's Sect."

The Victorious Fighting Buddha muttered under his breath, hurling every foul word he knew, losing the majesty of a victorious Buddha.

Everyone fell into silence.

Although the Imperial Clan of Emperor Su was strong, pushing Tai Yi Kundun to stop, that was with the Heavenly Emperor's help; now with the Hongmeng Divine Spirits united, did they still have a chance to win?

As for retreating, that was impossible; after all, they had joined the Emperor Su's Sect, and even if they left the sect, the Hongmeng Divine Spirits would still pursue them—they would still have to die.