Chapter 67 The Fall of the Netherworld Dragon Emperor! Gu Changsheng Slays the Supreme Being!
The Soul Bell in the hands of the Myriad Tribulations Soul Emperor was still wailing, covered with fine cracks. No matter how much divine power he used to repair it, the cracks continued to spread.
The ancient mirror in the hands of the Nine Heavens God Emperor was even more dim and dull, with shocking cracks on its surface.
The three supreme beings looked at each other.
The murderous intent in their eyes had long since faded, replaced by deep apprehension, and even... a desire to retreat.
How can we fight like this?
The weapons were all destroyed by the shouting.
If the fighting continues, I'm afraid we'll lose our lives here.
Looking at Gu Changsheng's overly calm face, the Netherworld Dragon Emperor involuntarily took a step back.
This retreat.
Their momentum vanished instantly.
But he was, after all, a great emperor, and even when faced with a desperate situation, he was unwilling to surrender.
"Gu Changsheng!"
The Netherworld Dragon Emperor roared fiercely, his voice trembling slightly.
You can't kill me!
Gu Changsheng did not stop walking; he simply looked at him calmly, his eyes showing no emotion.
That look in his eyes was like watching an ant making its last struggle.
This disregard made the Netherworld Dragon Emperor feel humiliated and even more desperate.
He gritted his teeth and threw away his last chip.
"Only I can open the Dragon Nest!"
"The nine dragons pulled the coffin into the depths of the Ten Thousand Dragons Nest, which is filled with ancient killing formations. Without the guidance of my dragon blood, no one can enter!"
"If you kill me, you'll never get your hands on that bronze coffin!"
The more the Netherworld Dragon Emperor spoke, the more confident he felt.
Although the immortal herb of longevity is precious, in the eyes of these supreme beings, the ancient bronze coffin that may contain the secret to becoming an immortal is the true priceless treasure.
He believed that since Gu Changsheng kept the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin, he must also want to explore the secrets within.
"Let me go!"
The Netherworld Dragon Emperor stared at Gu Changsheng and shouted:
"If you let me leave, I can tell you the safe route to the Dragon Nest!"
"I will no longer contend for that immortal herb!"
This is already a huge concession.
A supreme being publicly yielded, giving up the fight for the divine medicine and only asking to live.
If this gets out, it will be enough to shake the entire Big Dipper Star Region.
The elders of Yaochi Holy Land were dumbfounded.
"The Supreme One... is actually begging for mercy?"
An elder rubbed his eyes, unable to believe what he was seeing.
That was once an invincible emperor!
We were actually forced into this situation by Emperor Gu?
Empress Ziwei loosened her grip on the Emperor's Sword slightly.
She looked at the domineering figure in the sky, a complex expression appearing in her beautiful eyes.
Turn out to be.
Is this the source of his confidence?
One person and one bell, pressing down on the three supreme beings so much that they couldn't lift their heads.
I don't need her help at all.
In fact, her intervention might seem superfluous.
Faced with the threats and temptations of the Netherworld Dragon Emperor.
Gu Changsheng finally stopped.
He stood in the void, his white robes fluttering in the wind, his golden hair dancing in the breeze.
He looked at the Netherworld Dragon Emperor, a slight smile playing on his lips.
It's not a laugh.
Rather, it is a pure indifference.
"Ten Thousand Dragon Nest?"
Gu Changsheng spoke softly, his tone as indifferent as if he were talking about a trivial matter.
"If I wanted to go to that kind of place, I could just trample it flat with one foot."
"Why do I need your guidance?"
Arrogant!
Overbearing!
Gu Changsheng's words struck everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer.
The Netherworld Dragon Emperor's face turned deathly pale instantly.
"You..."
He wanted to say something more.
But Gu Changsheng didn't want to listen to any more nonsense.
"As for that coffin."
Gu Changsheng slowly raised his right hand, and golden Dao patterns intertwined in his palm.
"I will go and get it myself."
"And you."
Gu Changsheng's gaze suddenly turned sharp, like a dagger piercing the soul of the Netherworld Dragon Emperor.
"Since you've come to the Heavenly Court, then leave your life behind."
The moment the words fell.
Gu Changsheng moved.
There were no fancy moves.
It was just a simple punch.
Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist!
The golden fist imprint illuminated the entire sky, carrying an indomitable momentum as it slammed into the Netherworld Dragon Emperor.
This punch contained all the principles and laws of Gu Changsheng's life.
Wherever the fist passed, the void shattered inch by inch, revealing the dark void turbulence.
"No!!!"
The Netherworld Dragon Emperor let out a desperate roar.
He desperately activated the dragon ball within his body, trying to build a defense.
Layers of purple-gold dragon scales appeared before him, each one capable of withstanding a saint's full-force attack.
But in the face of Gu Changsheng's fists.
These defenses are as fragile as paper.
Click!
A crisp, shattering sound echoed throughout the heavens and earth.
The dragon scale shield, which was strong enough to withstand the bombardment of the ultimate imperial weapon, exploded into dust the moment it came into contact with the golden fist imprint.
Immediately afterwards.
It was the enormous dragon body of the Netherworld Dragon Emperor.
Puff—!
Blood splattered.
The golden fist pierced through the Netherworld Dragon Emperor's chest without any resistance, shattering his beating dragon heart.
This happened so fast.
The Nine Heavens God Emperor and the Myriad Tribulations Soul Emperor were so fast that they didn't even have time to react.
It was so fast that everyone could only see a flash of golden light.
Then.
That was the dragon's blood that was falling all over the sky.
"Ah—!"
The Netherworld Dragon Emperor let out a final, piercing scream.
His soul tried to escape his body, but it was firmly locked in place by the power of reincarnation attached to Gu Changsheng's fist.
"Destroy."
Gu Changsheng uttered a single word.
Boom!
The force of the punch exploded.
The enormous body of the Netherworld Dragon Emperor, along with his divine soul, exploded completely at this moment, turning into a dazzling yet tragic cloud of blood mist.
A supreme ruler of his generation.
And so he perished!
The world fell into a deathly silence in an instant.
Everyone stared wide-eyed at the dissipating blood mist in the sky.
Dead?
A supreme being, just like that, died?
He was killed with a single punch?
This feels like a dream!
At the very moment the Netherworld Dragon Emperor fell.
The world changed color.
Waaaaah—
A mournful gust of wind suddenly swept across the heavens and earth, like the wailing of ghosts and wolves, sending chills down one's spine.
Immediately afterwards.
The once clear sky was suddenly filled with blood-red dark clouds.
Splash!
A torrential downpour began.
The rainwater wasn't transparent; it was a scarlet, blood-red color.
Every drop of rain contained an indescribable sorrow, making every cultivator present feel a tightness in their chest and unable to hold back their tears.
Heaven weeps!
This is a celestial phenomenon that only occurs when a great emperor falls!
The Great Emperor was born by the mandate of Heaven, and once he falls, Heaven and Earth grieve together!
"Really... dead..."
The Nine Heavens God Emperor's hands trembled, and the ancient mirror in his hand almost slipped from his grasp.
He stared at the cloud of blood mist not far away, his eyes filled with terror.
That's someone on the same level as him!
A friendship spanning tens of thousands of years, partners who emerged together from the forbidden zone.
He was killed right in front of him, like a chicken?
The visual impact is simply too strong.
It was so powerful that even his Dao heart wavered.
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