915: Zhang Lingzu's fall

This radiance was bright and dazzling, like a beacon in the darkness, bringing a glimmer of hope.

It was the Jade Ancestral Spirit Vine!

Its massive emerald body was now riddled with holes, covered in dense cracks like a spiderweb.

Countless branches and vines had turned to dust in the previous violent impact, scattering with the wind.

Its life force was weak to the extreme, like a flickering firefly in the night sky, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

However, in this final critical moment, it resolutely burned all its remaining Origin power.

It even went as far as stripping away the core of its Yao Race nucleus, transforming it into this final barrier in an attempt to block that terrifying devouring power.

"Lord Spirit Ancestor! No!"

The Azure Dragon Spirit Deer let out a heart-wrenching wail, its voice filled with pain and despair.

It desperately tried to rush over to use its own power to help the Jade Ancestral Spirit Vine, but was violently pushed back by the turbulent energy currents.

That energy turbulence was like a surging wave, battering the Azure Dragon Spirit Deer until it was dazed; it could only watch everything unfolding before it, unable to do anything.

Puchi!

The sharp fangs of the Golden Giant Python bit fiercely into that solid emerald light barrier.

The devouring power, capable of eroding Law, surged like a tide, frantically tearing at the light barrier in an attempt to destroy it completely.

Crack!

With a crisp sound, the emerald light barrier was instantly covered in cracks, like a shattered mirror, ready to collapse at any moment.

"Human Emperor---live on---protect---Blue Star---"

The final Divine Thought of the Jade Ancestral Spirit Vine was gentle yet firm, like the last whisper of an elder to a Junior, slowly echoing in the consciousness of Dragon Xuanyuan, Bai Yuan, and the others.

That voice seemed to possess a certain magic, making one feel incomparably warm and at ease.

The next moment, the light barrier shattered with a boom, turning into countless fragments that scattered into the air.

The sharp teeth of the Golden Giant Python pierced through the shattered radiance, biting fiercely into the broken core of the Spirit Ancestor's body.

However, there was no earth-shattering explosion; only the sad song of life rapidly withering played quietly in the air.

The emerald divine light that had supported the Yao Race for countless years now dimmed instantly, like a candle flame blown out by a gale, then withered, disintegrated, and turned into emerald specks of light drifting across the sky, carrying the last trace of vitality.

These specks of light were like sad rain, falling gently onto Dragon Xuanyuan, as if they were the final gift from the Jade Ancestral Spirit Vine.

"Spirit Ancestor!!!"

The surviving Yao Emperors let out blood-curdling wails, their voices filled with sorrow and reluctance.

They had once witnessed the glory of the Jade Ancestral Spirit Vine, but now they could only watch helplessly as it fell before them.

Hot tears mixed with blood slid down the giant deer eyes of the Azure Dragon Spirit Deer.

Its eyes were filled with sadness and anger; it hated its own helplessness, unable to save the life of the Spirit Ancestor.

"Argh!!!"

Just as the Golden Giant Python crushed the core of the Jade Ancestral Spirit Vine and its power was about to reach its peak, Ding Lingxuan suddenly let out a painful and angry shriek.

The runes that had just appeared on her snake body began to twist and clash violently, like a herd of wild horses out of control.

Even the phantom of the Golden Giant Python became blurry, and the devouring power experienced a fatal disorder and lag.

As it turned out, the Spirit Ancestor's obstruction and purification, at the cost of its own complete annihilation, were not entirely useless.

Its pure life Origin, like the cleanest sweet dew, fell upon Dragon Xuanyuan, who was being eroded by chaos, and also interfered with Ding Lingxuan's heart.

This caused Ding Lingxuan's power to momentarily lose control.

This lag, though only for an instant!

But for certain beings, it was already enough!

"You are becoming a bit presumptuous!"

An angry shout, cold enough to freeze the Soul, swept across the battlefield like a wind from the Nine Netherworlds.

The voice was devoid of any ripples, yet it made one shudder.

It was Li Wuji!

His state at this moment was terrifying to the extreme; below his right shoulder was empty, his entire right arm and a small half of his chest had completely vanished under the annihilation Law of the Skeleton Monarch's "Finger of Eternal Silence."

At the edge of the wound remained writhing, absolute darkness attempting to erode his broken body; that darkness, like corrosive power from Hell, made one feel incomparable fear.

Blood soaked his tattered white robe, dripping continuously along the Void Realm; every drop of blood contained a heart-palpitating aura of destruction.

However, his left hand was clutching something tightly, with an unshakable posture.

It was actually a pale finger bone containing a portion of the Skeleton Monarch's remnant Soul; its light had dimmed, yet it still emitted a heart-palpitating ancient pressure.

The God-Demon Flame circulated wildly on his remaining left arm, the flames burning exceptionally fiercely, as if wanting to burn the entire world to ashes.

Countless tiny data chains wrapped around the finger bone, forcibly suppressing the last trace of backlash power remaining within it, while also greedily absorbing and analyzing the remaining power within.

His eyes were a mixture of boiling lava and ten-thousand-year ice.

Li Wuji moved!

He did not charge at Ding Lingxuan, but instead clenched his remaining left hand fiercely towards the Void Realm.

The movement was crisp and decisive, as if it had been practiced countless times.

His target—was naturally the Sea King and Ding Lingxuan, who had successively attacked Dragon Xuanyuan!

"Die!"

The cold, ruthless voice exploded directly in the depths of the Sea King's and Ding Lingxuan's Souls.

This voice was like a sharp sword, piercing the Divine Souls of the Sea King and Ding Lingxuan.

"Roar?!"

The slightly dull eyes on the Sea King's octopus head widened suddenly, filled with incomprehensible horror.

Immediately after, without any warning, an ominous premonition shrouded its heart.

Hum!

This loud noise, like a heavy alarm bell from another dimension, exploded within her Divine Soul.

The Sea King's body, as massive as a mountain, convulsed violently, every huge scale trembling as if gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand.

Its thick, pillar-like tentacles, which had originally danced wantonly in the seawater like nimble pythons, now instantly stiffened, as if struck by a paralysis spell.

Then they rapidly withered, like a sponge drained of water, shriveled and powerless.

The Sea King let out a painful, unintelligible roar; the sound was like it came from the Nine Netherworlds abyss, carrying endless anger and despair.

The deep ocean power churning around it, originally surging like a violent tsunami, now dissipated rapidly like a receding tide.

Those deep ocean powers turned into streaks of deep blue light, flickering a few times in the air before disappearing, as if they had never existed.