Chapter 342
342 Chapter 303-self sacrifice (2)
“BOOM!”
Suddenly, there was another explosion in the sky, causing the Saint King’s body to tremble violently. The spatial boundary wall in the sky was blasted open, and a huge hole was opened in the sky. Before the path of immortality had truly descended, the power of the celestial way poured down, accompanied by a vast and profound pressure. It shot down from the sky like a divine and brilliant rain of celestial way. It shot down on the ground and emitted a power that could destroy the world. Countless creatures could not even scream.His body was pierced through and turned into a bloody mist.
“Boom boom boom!”
The terrifying immortal Dao light rain poured down, causing the heavens and earth to tremble. The earth trembled and countless lives were lost, creating a tragedy of blood. It could be said to be a disaster of the world.
“Whoosh-”
At the peak of the Holy Temple, Shen Changge’s figure soared into the sky. He brandished the true Emperor sword and slashed out a peerless sword light that surged upwards. However, it was gradually annihilated by the celestial Dao’s light rain and turned into nothing.
Chen Changge stood in the air with the true Emperor sword in his hand. He faced the sky, but he felt a sense of powerlessness from the bottom of his heart. Under the overwhelming power, his strength seemed too insignificant to stop this scene.
“Bang!”
The sacred city began to shake violently as immortal Dao light rain fell. Countless experts in the city died miserably without a corpse. Their resistance was futile and pitifully weak, like ants shaking the sky.
“Ah!”
In the holy city, an expert of the creation realm roared at the sky. He released the power of an expert of the creation realm with all his might, but he was ultimately unable to resist the permeating light rain of the celestial Dao. His body was pierced through and finally exploded, dissipating into the air. Not even his bones were left.
Even the high and mighty creation realm cultivators would bleed and die under the celestial Dao’s light rain.
The sacred city was filled with the most powerful people in the sacred dynasty. They fought with all their might, letting out tragic roars, unwilling yells, and angry roars. They reverberated in the sacred Hall, interweaving into a sad Symphony.
At the top of the Holy Temple, the Holy King looked back at the holy city below. The ground was covered in rivers of blood, and the debris was flying. It was a scene of ruins. When had the Supreme Center of the holy city’s royal power been reduced to such a state?
Then, he turned around resolutely and stared at the tall and slender figure in the sky.
After a long while, he looked up at the outer realm. His expression gradually became crazy and ferocious, and his eyes burned with a crazy flame.
I, the Holy King of the Holy dynasty, will offer my true spirit as a sacrifice today. I will use the fate energy of the Holy dynasty to seal the heaven and earth, return peace to the world, and protect all living beings.
In an instant, the sacred King’s majestic voice resounded throughout the world. Then, everyone saw the sacred King’s body burn with heaven-burning flames. He was surrounded by the emperor’s light that was condensed from the sacred dynasty’s fate. He was sacred and unparalleled. He surged into the sky like a golden stream of light that streaked across the world and shot towards the crack in the spatial boundary wall.
At this moment, everyone’s eyes were on him.
The Saint King’s entire body was burning with Golden Emperor’s light. That was his sacrifice of his true spirit, the sacrifice of the Saint dynasty’s endless fate. It brought with it the vast and unparalleled power of the heavens and earth. The divine might was like a prison, looking down on the heavens and earth, with an indomitable and determined aura.
“Boom boom boom!”
In the end, the Saint King came to the crack in the spatial wall above the sky. He used himself as a medium, sacrificed his true spirit, and burned the luck of the Holy dynasty in exchange for unrivaled power. He cast a sealing Divine Art and blocked the crack in the spatial wall. The nearby spatial wall gave off a hazy light, and the rules of the great path shone. The crack in the spatial wall gradually closed.
The light rain of the immortal Dao was still surging and bombarding the spatial barrier, making it tremble but not break.
One could imagine that the Holy King was destined to be recorded in the history books in the future. No matter what he was like when he was alive, he released the most brilliant light before his death. He was worthy of the name of the Holy King. He sacrificed himself, burned the luck of the Holy dynasty to cast the seal, and saved the billions of lives in the world.
Perhaps, in the future, the legend of the Holy King mending the heavens would be spread between heaven and earth.
That was a legend!
It was a rarely seen feat!
In the sky, the crack in the spatial boundary wall had been blocked, but there was still a bright star-like radiance shining. That was the Holy dynasty’s fate burning, trembling at a mysterious frequency, forming ripples of the great path’s brilliance, flowing in all directions of the spatial boundary wall, strengthening the stability of this space. It would not be easily broken through, forming a seal that isolated the outside world.
At this moment, the world returned to its previous calm and deathly silence.
It was as if nothing had happened.
Shen Changge stood in the air and looked down at the ground below. The sacred city was covered in blood. It was a desolate and dilapidated scene. Some people shed tears, some hugged their heads and cried, and some roared at the sky, scolding the heavens for being unfair and for such a disaster.
If such a scene could be seen in the holy city, one could imagine what it would be like outside the holy city.
It was a horrifying tragedy!
Between heaven and earth, there was a sea of Scarlet. That was the qi and blood of the dead. At this moment, it gathered in the sky, casting a Crimson demonic light on the entire heaven and earth. It was as if a long Blood River covered the heaven and earth, connecting the past to the present and the future. Finally, it flowed towards the seal, as if it had integrated into the seal, causing the depths of the sky to be illuminated with Scarlet and bright light.
At the top of the Holy Palace, Shen Changge stood with his hands behind his back. His white clothes fluttered in the wind, and his expression was solemn and solemn. He stared at the seal that was strengthened by the qi and blood of billions of people. His eyes were solemn, and his chest was burning with anger. An invisible pressure surged out from his body, shaking the world.
After a long time, he calmed down and became unruffled. His mighty Majesty was retracted, and the terrifying aura disappeared.
He stood in the temple for a long time without speaking. His expression was neither sad nor happy, without any emotion.
“Swish!”
At this moment, there was a ripple in the space, and the world trembled. The light of the great path shone and paved a Golden Path that was sacred and extraordinary. The Holy Lord Luo Yunxi was like an Empress descending to the mortal world. Her dress fluttered as she stepped on the Golden Path, passing through the void of heaven and earth, and arrived above the sacred Hall.
She stood facing the wind, facing the sky. Her dress fluttered in the breeze, making her look like a fairy and a God. Standing side by side with Shen Changge, they looked like a celestial couple, painting a beautiful picture.
“At this moment, I don’t hate him as much as I do now.” After a long while, Luo Yunxi retracted her gaze and sighed softly, as if she had let go of the hatred in her heart and the obsession that she had not forgotten for hundreds of years.
Kill ye chengfeng!
It was the most important thing for her after she had returned from her deep sleep. It had reminded her and encouraged her at all times, so she never dared to slack off. She had set up the world, plotted against the common people, and established the Holy God Association to strengthen her power. She had done so so so so that one day, she could kill her way to the sacred city, pull the Holy King down from the altar, and take revenge.
Now, with the death of the Holy King, everything was Gone with the Wind. Her thoughts were clear, and she let it all go.
No stubbornness, no attachment!
Let the past go with the wind, let go of everything, return to dust, and dissipate from the world.
At the same time, she felt a little regretful. She had to admit that ye chengfeng was also a talented and blessed creature. Otherwise, he would not have been appreciated and valued by her back then. He would not have become a powerful hero in the Holy dynasty and surpassed the ten Heavenly Kings.
If ye chengfeng wasn’t in this world, with his talent, he was destined to become the most powerful creature in the realm of celestial Dao.
It was a pity for a hero of a generation to fall like this!
It was sad and lamentable!
Shen Changge nodded slightly and sighed. I never thought that he would be so righteous to sacrifice himself to protect the people of the world!
At this moment, even Shen Changge could not help but admire the Holy King.
It made people feel deep veneration!
At this moment, a scornful voice came from the void, ” ye chengfeng is selfish. He’s born to be a hero and only cares about his own interests. Why would he care about the life and death of the people in the world? ”