Supreme Emptiness

Chapter 1812: Chapter 1851: Gravely Wounded

Several Asura Kings didn’t even have time to scream before their figures melted in the erupting thunder-fire.

In the midst of instantaneous movement, the Asura Empress was blasted by the thunder-fire and forced to reveal her true body.

Her body was melting as well, like a wax figure thrown into blazing flames; skin, flesh, and bone all burned into liquid, dripping from her body.

The searing agony forced this emperor who had walked out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood to let out an incomparably shrill scream.

Relying on the Asura Emperor–level Yin Qi in her body, she barely clung to life and rushed out of the Abyss, crying out in terror for help: "Save me!!!"

However, there was only one Asura Emperor here—who could possibly save her?

Under the terrified gazes of tens of thousands from the two opposing armies, this Asura Empress who hadn’t even reported her name was melted alive into wax.

The sky quickly began to rain black Yin rain, pouring down upon the earth.

This meant that an Asura Emperor of the Hell Realm had fallen.

The tongue of flame condensed from thunder-fire did not slow; it burst out of the Abyss, forming a beam of fire that shot into the heavens.

The sky was burned clean, and the gloomy firmament revealed long-lost brightness.

Not until the terrifying thunder-fire gradually dissipated did everyone finally come back to their senses.

Golden Scale Venerate’s face changed greatly: "Not good! Jiang Fan, she..."

Swish, swish, swish—

Several figures of the Human Clan abandoned the battlefield and flew straight toward the Abyss.

There was the White Tiger, the master of Star Mountain, the Jiangshan First-class Building Owner, as well as the newly advanced Great Venerates.

But someone was even faster than they were.

Red Sleeves flicked her sleeve, sweeping up a group of Asura Clan and forcefully charging into the Abyss against the remaining thunder-fire.

The Other Shore Realm Master sighed as he looked at the falling Yin rain, then turned to the Great Venerates of Central Earth and said indifferently:

"Stop them!"

The Five Crown Kings all struck out at once!

Gathering the Asura Nine Divisions along with the Hell Realm’s reinforcements of Five Crown Kings, their numbers now surpassed those of Central Earth.

They immediately blocked them outside the Abyss.

Golden Scale Venerate was burning with anxiety, using his exhausted body to launch frenzied attacks; the other Great Venerates were equally anxious, attacking at any cost.

They were like trapped beasts making their final struggle, exploding with astonishing battle power.

To the point that the more numerous Five Crown Kings were beaten back again and again.

Fortunately, relying on their numerical advantage, they still managed to firmly pin them down, not allowing them to break through the line.

The bottom of the Abyss.

Clusters of residual thunder-fire danced in various corners.

On the surrounding stone walls of the Abyss, all the pitted magma rock formed over ten thousand years was completely scoured clean by the thunder-fire.

Every irregular horn and protrusion was wiped away.

The surroundings were burned smooth as a mirror.

And amid such terrifying thunder-fire, the Barrier beneath their feet remained utterly motionless, not suffering the slightest damage.

Besides that, there was also a great bell riddled with cracks, standing there, its whole body burned scarlet red.

It was none other than the Immortal King’s Undying Bell.

Originally it had only one fissure, but now countless fine cracks had appeared, as though a layer of black spiderweb covered its surface.

By a hair’s breadth, the Immortal King’s Undying Bell would have been destroyed as well.

The power of this one strike was unimaginably great.

That white-robed skeleton had said that there were not many Sages in Central Earth who could withstand a single blow from the nine-colored crystal; it seemed he had still been too conservative.

There should be no Sage who could withstand it!

Unless one’s cultivation had reached the Three Calamities Realm, otherwise death was certain.

Inside the bell.

The Asura Empress had been burned until her whole body was crimson; vast amounts of Yin Qi were surging out of a pearl in her hand, filling the entire interior of the bell.

When the thunder-fire erupted, the Immortal King’s Undying Bell had blocked the vast majority of the attack, but a wisp of thunder-fire still penetrated through the fissure.

By a narrow margin, she too would have followed in that Asura Empress’s footsteps, melted into wax.

As for Jiang Fan, she would have been burned in an instant until not even her bones remained.

Fortunately, at that time the Asura Empress had still retained consciousness, and at the final moment she took out a pearl containing the lifetime’s Yin Qi of a deceased Asura Emperor.

Only then did she manage to withstand the destructive might of that wisp of thunder-fire.

Even so, the two of them were still injured.

She was relatively fine, merely burned until her whole body was crimson, but Jiang Fan had half her life burned away.

Jiang Fan lay motionless, sprawled on top of the Asura Empress, her back a charred mass where bone and flesh had been burned and fused together.

It was impossible to tell what was bone and what was scorched flesh.

Her aura was also incomparably weak; only by the support of a wisp of heaven-defying Life Spirit Liquid in her mouth did she manage to keep her vitality from extinguishing.

This Life Spirit Liquid was precisely what Qian Jiao Venerable had obtained from somewhere in the starry sky back then in order to rescue Xingyuan Venerable.

The Jiangshan First-class Building Owner had been drained of flesh and blood by the Sage Spear, a wound even Sages were helpless before, yet the Life Spirit Liquid had restored him.

Its heaven-defying effect could be seen at a glance.

Unfortunately, there was not much of it; only the last small mouthful remained, which Jiang Fan had timely held in her mouth when she threw herself over the Asura Empress.

Under the continuous assault of the residual thunder-fire’s might, her body was destroyed over and over again, and with the replenishment of the Spiritual Liquid, restored again and again.

Only when the Spiritual Liquid was exhausted was she heavily injured by the thunder-fire.

Fortunately, the thunder-fire erupted as fast as it receded, and her life was finally preserved.

She weakly opened her eyes and met the Asura Empress’s gaze at point-blank range.

In those eyes, there was nothing but complicated emotion.

"Why did you save me?"

The Asura Empress asked faintly.

If Jiang Fan hadn’t covered her with the bell, she too would have died in the thunder-fire.

Yet she was of the Dark Shura Clan, an enemy of Central Earth.

She did not understand why Jiang Fan had risked herself to save her, even throwing herself on top of her, using her back to block the thunder-fire for her.

This was completely different from the image of that Jiang Fan who, for the interests of Central Earth, would stop at nothing.

Jiang Fan was silent for a moment, then said weakly:

"You’re a good mother."

"I don’t want you to die."

As she spoke, she glanced sidelong toward her own palm and discovered that the yellow leaf was still there.

Only, when she tried to move, she found her arm was also pitch-black and she could not move it at all.

The Asura Empress was slightly stunned, hearing the implication behind the words: "Your mother?"

Jiang Fan said, "Never seen her."

The Asura Empress let out a silent sigh; in other words, from the moment Jiang Fan’s memories began, she had never had a mother.

So, he would pay particular attention to the motherly love others displayed.

He had been lonely while alive.

And now, on the brink of death, he was still all alone, without even a single person by his side to keep him company.

The softness in the Asura Empress’s heart was stirred.

Watching Jiang Fan struggle to move her fingers to pinch the yellow leaf.

She said gently, "Let me."

She stretched out her hand, and a wave of searing pain struck, forcing a hissing sound from her mouth.

Her arm had been smashed by that vicious Asura Emperor until every bone was shattered, flesh and meridians stuck together.

Even the slightest movement brought unbearable pain.

But looking at Jiang Fan leaning against her shoulder, immense strength surged up from the depths of her heart.

Clenching her teeth, she forced herself to endure the agony, stretched out her arm, and grasped the yellow leaf.

Such a simple motion took all her strength; her beautiful, dignified features were filled with pain, and she drew in sharp breaths from the hurt.

Fortunately, she had finally gotten it.

She pressed it firmly against the Barrier beside them and said softly:

"Jiang Fan, you can rest now."

But.

Just as the yellow leaf in her hand touched the Barrier—

A jade-white hand appeared out of thin air, seized her wrist, and took the yellow leaf from her palm.

The Asura Empress looked over, her expression changing slightly: "You!"

Jiang Fan glanced over from the corner of her eye, a wry smile appearing at the corner of her mouth: "You again... Red Sleeves..."