"Rumble..."
Black liquid, like lava from hell, erupted from the surrounding spatial rifts, forming a black waterfall that enveloped the entire holy land.
The world, once brimming with spiritual energy and resembling a fairyland, instantly transformed into an apocalypse. Vegetation withered, the earth rotted, and even the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was devoured by strange laws.
Long Chen stood in the void, his white robes spotless, fluttering slowly. His eyes, as black as ink, were like black holes swallowing the heavens and earth, coldly gazing upon them.
He was like a proud Grim Reaper, looking down upon all living beings; all the heavens and myriad realms could only submit at his feet.
"Just a mere half-step Emperor! Kill him all at once!"
someone roared. A peak Emperor-level expert, six layers of Emperor Body appearing behind him, took a step forward, and attacked the white-robed Long Chen.
Six layers of Emperor Body—that was already the ceiling level among the world's strongest. For an Emperor-level expert, each additional Emperor Body multiplied their power.
In the Nine Heavens World, possessing three layers of Emperor Body was practically a guarantee of unparalleled power.
As for even stronger beings, they do exist, but those at this level are living fossils, rarely daring to emerge.
Powerful Emperor-level experts typically require seclusion in specific environments. If they appear in the Nine Heavens World, the world will drain their power, causing a decline in their strength and a sharp reduction in their lifespan.
This is like a block of ice: in the dead of winter, it can move freely without problems.
But if exposed in summer, it will quickly melt and eventually disappear completely.
Once an Emperor-level expert surpasses the fourth level, the spiritual energy within them far exceeds the concentration of spiritual energy in the entire world. Prolonged exposure will result in the Heavenly Dao stripping them of their spiritual energy.
Therefore, these living fossil-level experts are in seclusion year-round, only emerging as a last resort, as each emergence depletes their essence and lifespan.
However, with the changes in the world, the spiritual energy is becoming increasingly abundant, and the draining force on them is diminishing. Thus, these experts are beginning to stir.
However, even as the spiritual energy of heaven and earth began to recover and the laws of chaos gradually returned, they still only operated within the great formation and rarely stepped out of the sect.
This was partly because they needed to gradually adapt to the current environment, and partly because experts of their level were the top combat forces of various major powers, and naturally, they didn't want to expose their secret trump cards.
However, experts of this level, having secluded themselves for countless years, possessed exceptionally volatile tempers. Now, with Baiyi Longchen killing two divine sons with a single move and displaying an attitude of wanting to annihilate the entire holy land, the old man, enraged, disregarded everyone else and directly attacked Longchen.
"Your body is rusty, and your power of laws is weak and feeble. Who gave you the courage to fight me?"
Baiyi Longchen coldly snorted, his large hand grabbing through the air. Suddenly, the void trembled, and endless black energy spread, forming a giant hand.
"Buzz!"
The old man, possessing a sixth-level Emperor Body, was horrified to find himself unable to move, watching helplessly as the black hand reached for him.
With a "poof,"
the black hand closed, blood splattering as the old man, along with his sixth-level Emperor Body, was crushed. The
fact that a powerful Emperor with a sixth-level Emperor Body could be crushed from a distance stunned everyone in the Holy Land.
"Rumble..."
Just then, endless black lava began to surge towards the core area from all directions, leaving nothing but desolation in its wake. Even areas protected by formations were instantly destroyed.
Some disciples cultivating in the training grounds were unable to escape and were mercilessly swallowed by the black lava, instantly reduced to ashes.
Chaos erupted throughout the Holy Land, alarms blaring. Countless powerful cultivators in seclusion underground were forcibly dragged out.
When they saw the endless black lava, they were utterly terrified. This was one of the three great Holy Lands of the Brahma lineage, and it had suffered a devastating blow.
"Activate the power of the divine statues! Attack together and kill him!" a powerful cultivator roared anxiously.
They immediately understood. No wonder Fan Ji and Ye Xun, protected by the Heavenly Night Furnace and the Brahma Divine Diagram, had fallen into such a miserable state. This white-robed Long Chen was terrifying.
Although he was only a half-step Emperor, the power of the laws he controlled was beyond everyone's comprehension.
"Great Brahma God, please grant me supreme power."
An old man formed hand seals, and eight Emperor bodies behind him simultaneously ignited. This old man was the manager of this holy land. If Fan Ji and Ye Xun hadn't been in trouble, no one would have dared to disturb him.
At this moment, the eight Emperor bodies behind him ignited, the two statues in the square glowed, and endless faith power surged into the old man's body.
"Buzz!"
The old man held a white staff and suddenly waved it in the air. A milky white light sword gathered and slashed towards the white-robed Long Chen.
"Boom!"
The white-robed Long Chen casually slashed down with the Dragon Bone Evil Moon in his hand. It seemed like a casual slash, but the blood-red light tore through the void and directly shattered the milky white light sword.
"Pfft!"
The old man wielding the white staff coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face filled with horror.
"Fighting with the Qiankun Cauldron for so long has exhausted a lot of energy. I'll replenish it here."
Seeing the continuous appearance of powerful figures from the Brahma lineage within the Holy Land, a satisfied smile appeared on Long Chen's face.
"Hell Gates open, Eight Gates Bury Souls!"
Long Chen shouted.
"Boom boom boom..."
Eight-colored divine rings appeared, and eight giant black gates opened. These black gates, like eight gaping maws of demons, frantically devoured the black energy between heaven and earth.
As the black energy was swallowed by the black gates, the world was filled with piercing wails, chilling to the bone.
Only then did people realize that within the endless black energy, they could vaguely see semi-transparent figures struggling.
It turned out that those figures were the primordial spirits of those powerful figures who had been devoured by the black lava, and within these primordial spirits, all their power was sealed.
These powerful figures, shrouded in black mist, resembled ferocious demons, letting out unwilling roars. They struggled, but could not escape their fate of being devoured, ultimately being dragged into the dark gate.
As the gate devoured the primordial spirits of these powerful figures, the aura of the white-robed Long Chen slowly rose, and his depleted power was rapidly replenished.
"You actually used such vicious methods to devour the disciples of Brahma, aren't you afraid of retribution?"
The old man holding the white staff roared in shock and anger.
The white-robed Long Chen slowly raised the Dragon Bone Evil Moon. Under the black aura, the Dragon Bone Evil Moon hummed, and countless blood-red runes lit up on the blade, spreading a bloodthirsty and violent aura.
"Enough with the nonsense!"
"Boom!"
A blood-red blade, stretching for thousands of miles, mercilessly slashed down upon the group of powerful members of the Brahma lineage.