808: Chapter 809 The Immortal Emperor is born!

The terrifying pressure of four Peak Quasi-Immortal Emperors completely locked down the entire Sky Abyss airspace.

The four old monsters stood at the four cardinal directions. While they appeared to be wary and hostile towards each other, they had already invisibly sealed off all paths of retreat for Xiao Ruobai and the other five.

Escape? There was no way to escape! Fight? There was absolutely no chance of winning!

The Heaven-Defying achievement of an Immortal Sovereign fighting back against an Immortal Venerable was, in the face of four Quasi-Immortal Emperors, as insignificant as a firefly compared to a bright moon.

The grey-robed old man slowly took a step, his withered palm slightly raised, carrying a terrifying force capable of obliterating life: "Junior, I will give you one last chance. Hand over the imperial dao true seed."

The old farmer in blue cloth looked on indifferently: "I will give you three breaths of time. If you remain obsessed and delusional, today will be the place where you are buried."

The four extreme sensations of oppression descended with a boom, pressing down so hard that the bones of Xiao Ruobai and the other five creaked, and their Qi and blood surged ceaselessly.

Dong Li felt as if his entire body was being crushed by billions of mountains; even moving a single finger was as difficult as ascending to heaven.

He gritted his teeth, exhausted all his strength, and barely managed to transmit his voice via his Divine Soul, intermittently tugging at Wang Xiaopang beside him: "Fat... Fatty!"

"Tell me... do we... still have any trump cards right now?"

Dong Li's voice carried a crying tone within his Divine Soul—it was the instinctive fear of facing true death.

"If there aren't any... we'll really have to risk our lives! My small frame can't withstand a single slap from these old monsters!"

Wang Xiaopang's situation at this moment was no better. The veins on his face were bulging as he forcibly withstood the terrifying pressure, the light of his Talismans flickering slightly before him.

Hearing Dong Li's words, he gritted his teeth to resist the trembling coming from the depths of his Soul, while indistinctly replying: "Trump cards? I think... I don't think there are any left!"

He seemed to try to recall for a moment, then a look uglier than crying appeared on his face as he said in an extremely irresponsible tone: "But don't worry, us few definitely won't die."

They had cultivated their 'You Can't Kill Me' Cultivation Technique to an extremely deep Realm; their Physical Bodies were hard to destroy, and their Divine Souls were hard to sever.

Even if they were truly blasted to death, they could rely on their life-essence blood hidden in various places across the Immortal Domain to achieve Rebirth through a drop of blood. Anyway, they had prepared enough blood; wherever they went, they habitually hid a few drops, so resurrecting a hundred or eighty times shouldn't be a problem.

"Ah?" Dong Li was stunned. Before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, he heard the second half of the sentence: "As for you, that's hard to say."

"...What do you mean?" Dong Li froze on the spot, completely dumbfounded.

"Hey—!! What do you mean 'you won't die'?! So, I'm the only one here to take the beating?!"

He wanted to cry but had no tears; his entire face collapsed, and he almost broke down on the spot: "You guys are too disloyal!!"

Xiao Ruobai turned his head to glance at Wang Xiaopang, his expression solemn: "Even if we hand over the imperial dao true seed now, they won't let us go."

Immediately, his gaze fell upon Dong Li, his tone incomparably firm: "Dong Li, in a moment, all of us will attack and try our best to hold the four of them back for a moment. Their core target is the imperial dao true seed, so they won't be able to pay attention to everyone. You seize the gap, escape immediately, and don't look back."

Meanwhile, above the Nine Heavens, deep in the dark void, the will of the immortal domain and the Primordial Soul, carrying bone-chilling gloom and monstrous rage, stared fixedly at the four Quasi-Immortal Emperor old monsters who were attempting to snatch the treasure and kill, their expressions dark to the extreme.

The pinnacle Prodigies on the heavenly pride list were the last hope of the Immortal Domain that they had painstakingly cultivated by expending endless years and exhausting their remaining resources.

The Black Abyss catastrophe was approaching, and the Immortal Domain could no longer afford any losses. These young Prodigies were the only spark to guard the Immortal Domain in the future.

Now, these old monsters were looting a burning house, attempting to strangle the future of the Immortal Domain and snatch the Opportunity to save the world!

The fluctuation of the will of the immortal domain trembled violently, and the entire heaven and earth rumbled slightly, filled with extreme rage and disappointment.

For the sake of the Immortal Domain's future, he had long ago emptied everything he had. He condensed all the Immortal Realm Origin into a unique imperial dao true seed, and derived dozens of Quasi-Immortal Emperor and Immortal Venerable dao seeds. He even opened the Immortal Domain Pure Land, solely to nourish the Prodigies, cultivate new combat power, and preserve a glimmer of life to resist the Black Abyss catastrophe.

Now that the Origin was exhausted, its power had withered, it was no longer at its Peak, and it was powerless to forcibly act to protect the Dao.

As for the Primordial Soul, its main body was trapped deep on the front line of Chaos, firmly held back by the endless Black Abyss army, fighting a bloody battle, unable to leave even an inch. What remained here was merely an insignificant remnant soul.

Deep in the void, the aura of the Primordial Soul's remnant soul fluctuated violently, the fragmented Divine Soul light mass flickering, rage burning in its heart. "Forget it... Since the main body cannot escape, then I will burn this remnant soul to protect the Immortal Domain's Prodigies and slaughter the scoundrels!" Having said that, the Primordial Soul's remnant soul stared tightly at the four people, ready to burn itself to attack at any moment.

In the extremely high firmament, Gu Changge held a dishevelled figure in one hand—it was none other than the Immortal Venerable Zhenyue who had previously burned his blood to escape and luckily survived. At this moment, Immortal Venerable Zhenyue was trembling all over, his face ashen.

He had clearly burned his life-essence blood to escape for his life, and had clearly fled thousands of miles away... but his vision blurred for a moment, and he was snatched out of the air by a hand without a ripple, gripped in the palm like a dead dog.

Who was this person? What was his relationship with Battle Asura and the others? In front of this person, he couldn't even summon a shred of desire to resist; he only felt that the aura on the other party was as plain as water, yet it pressed down so hard that his Divine Soul was trembling.

Gu Changge's eyes were indifferent. He was about to raise his hand to crush the Immortal Venerable in his palm, and then casually suppress the four Quasi-Immortal Emperors below. Suddenly sensing something, the corner of his mouth curled slightly, and he stopped his actions.

And just at this moment—Hum—!!!

An indescribable, terrifying fluctuation exploded from the deepest part of the Immortal Domain. The entire shattered Immortal Domain, billions of mountains and rivers, and endless lands, all trembled violently at the same time! Heaven and earth rumbled, the firmament rolled backward, the sun and moon trembled, and the time of the past and present seemed to flow backward at this moment! Countless peerless visions were born out of thin air!

The starlight of the Nine Heavens' Taiyin star poured down for thousands of miles, and the bright silver radiance covered every corner of the Immortal Domain. An invincible pressure, supreme, transcending all Daos, and suppressing the past and present, slowly awakened from the depths of the Immortal Domain, sweeping across the eight desolate and six combinations in layers!

In the entire Immortal Domain, all Cultivators stiffened, their scalps tingling, and they looked at the Nine Heavens firmament with horror on their faces.

"What's going on?! Why is heaven and earth trembling violently?" "This Dao Rhyme is an Immortal Emperor Dao Rhyme! The aura of an Immortal Emperor that has been extinct for eternity!"

This was the sign of an Immortal Emperor being born!

"Impossible! The Immortal Domain is shattered, the Great Dao is incomplete, and no one has been able to testify as an Immortal Emperor since eternity. How could someone become an Emperor today?!"

All living beings were in an uproar, all domains were shaken, and all hidden Old Ancestors, Sect Holy Lords, and surviving mighty figures stood up in horror, gazing from afar in the direction of the Sky Abyss.

Even the Primordial Soul's remnant soul, which was furious in the void, and the will of the immortal domain, which controlled heaven and earth, suddenly withdrew all their auras at this moment, filled with extreme astonishment and shock.