Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!-Chapter 922 - 917: A Ray of Hope
Immortal Sovereign!
Since the Sky-Breaking Era, it has always represented the pinnacle of combat power in all the heavens and myriad realms.
Only ten exist in total!
They possess immense destructive power, capable of shattering space-time, annihilating all laws, and when striking with full force, they can flatten countless great worlds, penetrating through all the heavens and realms.
"Come on!"
The Ancestor held the Sword of Benevolence, his eyes gleaming with divine light, his white hair billowing, his sword principles spanning across the sky, suspended in the starry heavens, slashing down in fury.
"Eastern Emperor Bell, suppress the world!"
Emperor Tian roared, his whole body burning with the fire of Zhi Yang, holding the Eastern Emperor Bell in his right hand, as if lifting an endless world, slamming it down forcefully, obliterating vast areas of the starry sky.
"World-destroying Thunderclap!"
The Purple Lightning Old Ancestor stepped forward, holding a purple stone mirror, emitting dazzling electric lights that opened mountains and destroyed worlds, annihilating the universe.
The Primal Chaos Innate Treasure, Qian Thunder Mirror!
With this mirror in hand, one can command countless heavenly thunders.
"Blood River Annihilation!"
The Blood Moon Old Ancestor roared in anger, his entire body blood-red, with a blood river appearing above his head, cleansing the heavens and earth, rushing towards the Ancestor.
The terrifying aura of slaughter covered the sky and earth.
Wherever it flowed, it was all destruction.
Boom!
Accompanied by a world-shocking roar, four mighty forces collided violently, causing the entire Seventh Heaven to tremble intensely.
Everywhere, there was world-ending Sword Qi!
Everywhere, there was universe-burning flame.
Everywhere, there was thunder, bloodlight, death, destruction...
Every strand of Sword Qi could shatter the starry sky, every strand of flame could burn a world into Voidness, every thunder could annihilate all beings.
No words, no imagery, could record the scenes of the battle, as if the entire world had vanished, nothing existed, only a battle between life and death.
"No!"
Not far from the battlefield, there was a rather prosperous middle world with a strong Immortal King guarding it.
But in the instant of battle, it was hit by a stray force.
With a scream, the middle world was utterly annihilated, leaving nothing behind, directly erased.
Even the existence of the King of Immortals could not evade it.
Like ants.
Like dust.
Boom boom boom...
As the battle continued.
More and more middle worlds were tragically destroyed.
Even the great worlds slightly closer to the battlefield showed signs of disintegration.
At this moment, as long as one was in the Seventh Heaven, all living beings were pale-faced, their spirits trembling, utterly terrified.
Too terrifying!
Perhaps even the end of the world would be no more than this.
"The Ancestor is in a weak position!"
The Old Ancestor of the Sacred Clan lowered his head, overlooking the Seventh Heaven, his expression showing no change.
"In the other battlefields, the human race is also at a disadvantage!"
The Old Ancestor of the War Clan looked around, ignoring time and distance, taking in the several battles occurring in the great worlds.
Outside the Great Zhou, Emperor Zhou fought against three Immortal Emperors of the Blood Moon Clan, shattering the Void, the sounds of slaughter echoing for millions of miles, lingering for a long time.
Outside the Great Shang, Emperor Shang was battling experts of the Purple Lightning Clan, bolstering the national fortune, and with one punch, he created a resplendent immortal nation.
Outside the Great Xia, Emperor Xia in golden armor, holding a sharp sword, stood firm at the frontier, engaging in a bloody battle with experts of the Sky Tribe.
Outside the Ancestor Hall, Emperor Jiang, Sword Emperor, Azure Emperor and others were fiercely battling with demon kings like the Sun Monkey and Golden Silkworm of all the heavens and clans, the bloodlight dazzling, staining the starry sky red.
Outside the Great Profound Sky, the battle was equally fierce.
The four great demon kings, Gu Diao, Xiu Snake, Jiao Dragon, and Pang Lion, set up the "Ten Thousand Demon Array," launching a ferocious attack.
The One-armed Old Man, the Ruthless Great Emperor, and the Purple Cloud Great Emperor, all tried their best to intercept.
"Set up the Ten Thousand Immortal Array!"
Zang Shi led his army in a charge, shouting ferociously.
He gripped a ghost-headed blade, his black armor dyed black-red by the enemy's blood, every step he took splattering blood, like a ghost god climbing out of hell.
The order was given.
The human race corps began to change formation.
A brilliant immortal light enveloped the bloody battlefield, conjuring countless phantom figures of immortals, charging towards the army souls of the all-clans' legion.
Eight legions, frenziedly massacring each other.
Immortal bodies falling.
Immortal souls with no place to rest.
On the battlefield, everyone was in a frenzy of slaughter, except for one person.
That was the Clan Leader of the Sky Tribe!
With hands clasped behind his back, he strolled through the bloody battlefield, as if taking a leisurely walk, heading step by step towards the Great Profound Sky world.
A layer of gray energy enveloped him.
Completely merged with the Void.
Even when brushing past human soldiers, he went unnoticed.
...
"The situation is dire!"
In the Daoist temple, Zhang Sanfeng looked up at the terrifying scene in the distance, his brow furrowed.
He didn't know how strong the Ancestor was, but fighting one against three surely wouldn't be easy.
Once the Ancestor is defeated.
The human race loses its pillar of support. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂
If the human race is likened to a house, losing the pillar of support would cause it to collapse instantly, and those living within the house would be buried.
"Therefore, we need to find a chance for survival!"
A ripple appeared in the Void, and the figure of the Great Emperor of Fortune materialized, speaking solemnly.
"I finally got you here!"
Zhang Sanfeng turned, his Daoist robe fluttering, seemingly having already guessed that the Great Emperor of Fortune would come, swinging his horsetail whisk with a smile.
"There's no time to lose!"
"Let's first break through the heavenly mechanism seal cast by Emperor Tian, and then find a thread of survival for the human race!"
The Great Emperor of Fortune didn't waste words, speaking urgently.
He knew Zhang Sanfeng had already guessed his intention, which is the benefit of speaking to a wise person, understanding with a hint, sometimes without needing to speak.
"I've been prepared long ago!"
Zhang Sanfeng nodded, pointing to the thatched hut next to him.
This thatched hut.
Very simple.
Nothing extraordinary about it.
Through the door, one could see Yuan Tiangang and Luo Yan sitting cross-legged, pinching their fingers, using the Tianming Divine Skills to sort out the human race's Fortune.
"Good!"
The Great Emperor of Fortune tapped his toe, landing on a meditation cushion within the hut.
Zhang Sanfeng took another glance at the battlefield beyond the sky, his expression heavy, and walked into the hut.
The life and death of the human race depended on the forthcoming results of divination!
If they could find a thread of survival, the human race would survive!
If they could not find a thread of survival, the human race would perish!
The next breath.
Vast and boundless, immeasurable heavenly mechanism's power surged to the sky.
The heavens were torn apart, revealing an endless river of fate, stretching across the sky, emitting a soft, precious light.
Through the river of fate, one could see the myriad states of beings, see the cycle of life and death, see joys and sorrows, see the fate of everyone...
"Human race's Fortune, arise!"
The Great Emperor of Fortune chanted softly.
With a finger pointed.
The river of fate boiled.
A Fortune Dragon several zhang long flew out from the river of fate, exuding an ancient, powerful, and timeless aura, showcasing its former strength.
However now, the Fortune Dragon's body was covered in seals, lying listlessly in the Void.
Giving off a sense of twilight.
Twilight!
Refers to being old!
For a group, it indicates an impending crisis of extinction.
"By the decree of heaven and earth, command!"
Zhang Sanfeng shouted loudly.
As if casting a golden decree, the force of fate drifting in the human territories, obeyed the command and gathered together, forming an invisible heavenly blade, slashing at the seals on the Fortune Dragon.
This blade contained mysterious power.
This blade could cut through all things, severing fate!
This blade could make the Fortune of a minor power vanish in smoke!
