"What are they doing?"
Someone exclaimed, "Why are the otherworldly powerhouses starting to kill their own people?"
The High Priest sighed and said, "That's ruthless. We refuse to fight, and in order to quickly gather our blood soul power, we actually recruit living beings from our own world to come here and slaughter." "
May the god of wealth bless these beings in the next life, never to be reborn into a foreign race." Seeing countless beings wailing in terror but unable to change their fate, Ma Ruyun's face showed pity as he prayed.
The alien race acts without boundaries, using any means necessary to achieve their goals. Now, lacking the power of the Blood Soul, they have begun to slaughter their own kin.
Some weak beings, not even at the Innate Realm, were sent here and slaughtered like livestock. The scene was like a living hell.
Even if they were enemies of the other world, seeing these weak beings slaughtered and powerless to resist still stirred a wave of anger, but also a deep sense of powerlessness.
The senior generation of powerhouses like the High Priest, Ma Ruyun, and Tianyu Zhenren had their cultivation completely solidified and could no longer continue cultivating, so they could only stay here and watch outside.
Surprisingly, Ling Yunzi didn't cultivate either; he quietly looked outside, as if the scene before him couldn't stir his emotions.
Apart from them, most of the participating experts were still in a meditative state, completely unaware of what was happening outside, continuing to cultivate diligently and breaking through their realms as fast as possible.
"Boom boom boom...
Inside the barrier, explosions continuously erupted from the bodies of powerful cultivators, currents of energy surging through the sky. In just one hour, all the warriors of the Dragonblood Legion had advanced to the Venerable realm.
Moreover, the Dragon Blood warriors were rapidly improving. Zi Yan, Mo Nian, and Ye Zhiqiu slowly awakened, their bodies radiating imperial Dao energy, their pressure shaking the heavens, having already advanced to Emperor.
"Gagaga... I, Mo Nian, have already declared myself emperor. Ancestors of the Mo family, look—I have declared myself emperor... Mo
Nian felt the surging imperial pressure within him, unable to help but howl to the sky, unable to contain his excitement.
"Ye Ming" Mo
Nian had already declared himself emperor, feeling the endless power within him. His energy surged like a bull in battle. Seeing Ye Ming still frantically attacking the barrier, Mo Nian stepped into the void and stepped forward, actually breaking through the barrier.
"Buzz!"
Mo Nian kicked Ye Ming. He knew that in a generation on the Tianwu Continent, only one person could attain the Emperor degree. He had reached the peak of his advancement to Emperor, and now he needed to buy more time for Long Chen.
"Courting death!"
Ye Ming was furious, when suddenly Mo Nian kicked at him, reaching out and grabbing it down.
With a loud bang, Mo Nian's foot struck Ye Ming's hand. Ye Ming's body trembled and he grabbed Mo Nian's large foot.
"Die!"
Ye Ming grinned viciously. Although Mo Nian's power was formidable, it was still the power of the Imperial Dao, unable to match him. Ye Ming forcefully pulled Mo Nian over.
"Smack!"
Just as he pressed his palm hard, a sharp pain shot through his cheek. Mo Nian's Stealing Sky Blazing Sun Bow struck his face hard, tearing it open wide.
This move was borrowed from Long Chen's Slap Divine Technique. With short arms and long bows, it was much easier to use than slapping, especially since he had previously used his feet as a foundation, making the bow strike incredibly solid.
The blow made Ye Ming's skin split open, his head seemed to split open, and for a moment, he couldn't hear anything, his grip naturally loosened.
"Bang!"
Mo Nian pulled his foot back, kicked out with the other, and landed a blow on Ye Ming's nose bridge, sending Ye Ming flying.
"Idiot, your head is buzzing right now."
Mo Nian sneered. Previously, Long Chen had fought Ye Ming, and Mo Nian had seen it clearly. Aside from controlling the power of the Imperial Dao, Ye Ming's weaknesses hadn't changed in the slightest.
"Sssh!"
He kicked Ye Ming away. Mo Nian's bow was like a full moon, and an arrow roared out, shooting toward Ye Ming like a meteor.
After all, he wasn't Long Chen, not skilled in close combat. As soon as he got an advantage, he immediately stopped while ahead; otherwise, one oversight could lead to a downfall. Knowing how to assess the situation and know the right limits for showing off is what makes a true hero.
"Boom!"
Ye Ming roared angrily, his whole body glowing. He punched Mo Nian's arrow, which shattered, but his palm was also shaken and bleeding.
"Bastard."
Ye Ming was furious. Mo Nian was far too sinister; the arrow wasn't an ordinary one, but a bursting arrow.
Mo Nian had calculated that in his rage, he wouldn't dodge and would take a direct hit to save face. But the explosive arrow exploded, and his fist was blown apart until it was bloody and mangled, driving him crazy.
"Produced by Guo Ran, guaranteed to be a masterpiece, handsome." Mo Nian was filled with admiration. The Immortal Gold Explosive Arrow Guo Ran forged was engraved with a formation forged from hundreds of kinds of immortal metal. Even Ye Ming, who had already attained Emperor status, couldn't withstand it. The power of the Imperial Dao was shattered—Guo Ran was truly talented.
"Hey, that idiot who proved himself emperor, today I, Mo Nian, will challenge you. I want the whole world to remember my glorious record of defeating the Great Emperor beyond my level."
After Mo Nian finished speaking, she waved her hand. Ye Zhiqiu wielded the Northern Origin Sword, while Aman gripped the Western Desert Axe and charged at Ye Ming. Together with Mo Nian, they attacked Ye Ming from three directions.
"Shameless thing! Didn't you say you wanted to duel me one-on-one?" Seeing the three attacking at once, Ye Ming roared in anger.
Mo Nian sneered, "Idiot, who said I wanted to challenge you one-on-one?" I said I wanted to compete with you, but I never said you can't call me an assistant?
Besides, you're already a proclaimed emperor, so why are you afraid of the three of us? You are the most pathetic emperor I have ever seen.
Previously, Long Chen had slapped and kicked him repeatedly, making him flee like a dog, clutching its head and fleeing in panic.
Now, facing the three of us Emperors, you're so scared you want a one-on-one duel. Do you have any shame at all?"
Compared to the five great emperors of our Tianwu Continent, you're nothing but a trash. If you're afraid, I, Mo Nian, won't make things difficult for you. I'll give you a chance—you can kill yourself!" "
I... I'll kill you all. Ye
Ming trembled with anger. Mo Nian was utterly shameless. Clearly outnumbered, yet he spoke so grandly and arrogantly, clearly making a fuss. Yet he couldn't find the words to refute him.
"Buzz!"
The Night Nether Bone Spear was summoned once again. This time, the spear grew even more bizarre. The four surrounding passages were frantically slaughtering living beings, seemingly absorbing blood soul power frantically, becoming even more violent and evil.
"Kill!"
The City of Wrongful Death behind Ye Ming trembled as he charged toward Mo Nian. As soon as he charged out, Aman swung his giant axe fiercely at him.
"Get lost!"
Ye Ming roared, his bone spear surging.
"Boom"
Aman was knocked down by a single blow, but Ye Ming's arm went numb from the impact. Aman's flesh and blood strength was far beyond ordinary understanding.
While everyone was cultivating, Aman didn't practice, nor did he know how to cultivate, but he felt that endless power was flowing into his body, faster than eating meat.
He had no idea that the Tianwu Continent was silently absorbing the power of blood and energy from heaven and earth, channeling it into his body, making his physical body even more terrifying.
"Again!"
What shocked and angered Ye Ming was that his numb arm hadn't yet recovered, but Aman had already swung the Western Desert Axe and swung it at him again.