Supreme Emptiness

Chapter 1544: Chapter 1582: Follow Me to Death

"Luck Giant King?"

Jiang Fan stared at him, "I knew it was you!"

The only one capable of silently dispelling the misfortune on the Sand Giant King and the Soul Giant King was the Luck Giant King.

Back then, Jiang Fan was affected by his misfortune and suffered greatly.

What surprised Jiang Fan was that the Luck Giant King now had two stars on his forehead.

He was already the Two-star Giant King.

Now, Jiang Fan faced three Giant Kings, including a Divinity Transformation Realm!

One of them was even the Two-star Giant King!

Faced with four, Jiang Fan sighed lightly in his heart.

Could it be that my death fate should fall on this day?

The Heart Demon Venerable, who also noticed this scene, couldn’t help but look up and sadly lament:

"Heavens, truly you’re not siding with our Taicang State?"

Four against one, even if Jiang Fan had three heads and six arms, he would perish!

Originally, there was hope for Jiang Fan to kill a Giant King first and turn the tide.

But heavenly calculations were inferior to human calculations.

At the most critical moment, a traitor emerged among them.

The Bodhisattva also looked over, silently forming seals with his hands, murmuring: "Second Great Wish, Salvation."

Jian Lanjiang was also filled with desolation.

The flame of hope was before them, yet it was blown out completely.

Seeing Jiang Fan desperately needing help, he, like the Heart Demon Venerable and Bodhisattva, was also unable to intervene, and could only watch him fall.

Meanwhile, the allied Human Clan also saw Jiang Fan’s peril.

If Jiang Fan falls, Taicang State will lose all hope!

In the Ten Thousand Tribulations Holy Temple’s battle group.

Song Lingyu bit her silver teeth and took out a Domain Jade Scroll belonging to the Heart Demon Venerable.

Facing the charging Ancient Giant army, she said solemnly:

"If I die, but Jiang Fan survives, tell him to continue taking care of my disciple!"

The Master of Wan Jie Temple was shocked.

He understood that Song Lingyu’s move meant she was about to go mad.

The madness of Nascent Souls in Central Earth is different from the cultivation systems of the Hell Realm and Heavenly Realm.

The nine Ancient Saints designed it specifically to target the Ancient Giants!

Once madness sets in, it grants the ability to surpass Ancient Giants of the same realm.

Now, with four hundred Ancient Giants ahead, for the Human Race Alliance Army to win, madness is the only hope.

Simultaneously, if the main battlefield sees a significant advantage for the human race, it will attract a Giant King.

This would alleviate pressure on Jiang Fan.

Song Lingyu’s goal was precisely this.

Thinking of this, the Master of Wan Jie Temple looked at the Director of the Madhouse, Sanqian Shangren.

The two exchanged a glance, and Sanqian Shangren decisively took out five individual coffins.

Each of them contained powerful madness surging within.

Kept in check by the coffins, they could not break free and harm others.

They were the Nine Aperture Nascent Souls of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Holy Temple!

Also the source of hope for the new Divinity Transformation Venerable of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Holy Temple.

Now, to withstand the Ancient Giants, for Taicang State, asking them to act was the only choice.

"Send the seniors... forth!"

The Master of Wan Jie Temple’s voice trembled with sadness.

The mad Nine Aperture Nascent Souls charged into the Giants, they could slaughter numerous Ancient Giants, but their unconscious selves would ultimately fall to the relentless group attack of the Ancient Giants!

Just like that Nine Aperture Nascent Soul senior on the Heavenly Mountain Battlefield, who killed ten Ancient Giants but perished in the end.

Sending them forth meant sending them to their deaths.

Sanqian Shangren’s eyes reddened, kneeling and bowing before the five coffins, he lamented sorrowfully:

"We juniors are incompetent, unable to protect the lands!"

"Shamelessly ask five seniors, to accompany me... to die!"

Finishing his words, he rose with resolve shining in his eyes.

With a wave of his hand, the five coffins soared into the air.

Without looking back, he said: "Hall Master, Ten Thousand Tribulations Holy Temple is yours!"

With a swoosh.

He and the five coffins charged ahead, reaching the towering Ancient Giant army first.

"Go!"

With tears in his eyes, the five coffins flew into the air above the Ancient Giants.

As explosive booms sounded, the sealed Five Nine Aperture Nascent Souls appeared.

A terrifying madness erupted forth.

Some of their madness was numbness, rendering themselves numb and causing surrounding people to follow suit.

Some madness was slaughter, killing any living being and driving nearby creatures into a mindless killing state.

Other madness meant blindness, losing their own sight, making nearby creatures blind too.

...

Their appearance alerted the Ancient Giants.

Wolf Fang Clubs filled with destructive force were flung towards them.

Plop!

One Nine Aperture Nascent Soul, unguarded, was smashed into a blood mist by a Wolf Fang Club.

The other four Nine Aperture Nascent Souls fell among the Ancient Giants scattered everywhere.

The slaughter-path Nine Aperture Nascent Soul, with unrivaled might, immediately decimated one Ancient Giant.

Fearsome madness affected surrounding Ancient Giants, turning them towards slaughtering him and each other.

In the blink of an eye, eight Ancient Giants fell, and the madness continued to spread quickly.

Running Ancient Giants now faced a localized chaos, greatly impacting the entire army’s charge.

Angry Ancient Giants furiously hurled Wolf Fang Clubs, smashing the slaughter-path Nine Aperture Nascent Soul.

The numbing Nine Aperture Nascent Soul, landing, rendered numerous Ancient Giants immobile, falling en masse.

Unexpected, rear Ancient Giants stumbled or trampled over the corpses of the immobilized.

Causing chaos and casualties.

Furious Ancient Giants decisively hurled Wolf Fang Clubs, pounding it into a pulp.

Similar localized chaos played out in various parts among the Giants.

They killed a minimum of three, a maximum of nine.

In a fleeting moment, they caused over twenty deaths among Ancient Giants.

And disrupted the Ancient Giants’ charge.

But the end was equally tragic.

They all died without a complete corpse.

Sanqian Shangren’s tears rolled down, his eyes reddened: "Five seniors! I’m coming to join you!"

As the Director of the Madhouse, how could he bear watching the seniors he shared days and nights with sacrifice alone?

He transformed into a streak of Heavenly Thunder, charged into the Ancient Giants, and roared thunderously:

"Beasts, now you’re afraid?"

"The people of Ten Thousand Tribulations Holy Temple aren’t so easily eaten!"

Among the majestic mountains, Thunder Light flashed repeatedly.

Finally, like a firefly in the dark night, it suddenly extinguished.

Sanqian Shangren... perished.

"Sanqian!" The Master of Wan Jie Temple cried out in sorrow with tears in his old eyes.

Song Lingyu’s eyes too streamed with tears. She leapt up and said in the air, "The seniors have all gone."

"It’s my turn!"

"And me!"

Another Eight-Orifice Nascent Soul senior of Ten Thousand Tribulations Holy Temple flew out.

"And I!"

"I’m coming too!"

"Let’s go together, give the juniors a glimmer of hope!"

...

The Eight-Orifice Nascent Souls of Ten Thousand Tribulations Holy Temple collectively grasped the Heart Demon Venerable’s domain and rose into the air.

Knowing the blaze ahead, they will like moths flying into the flame.

Simply to offer the human race behind them a sliver of hope.

To obtain a path of life for Jiang Fan trapped in this hopeless situation.