935: My Lord is eternal!

On the massive body of the Lord of Chaos, a terrifying wound dozens of meters in diameter was clearly visible.

At the edges of the wound, Chaos energy constantly attempted to writhe and heal, the energy like long, thin tentacles slowly and persistently trying to stitch the wound shut.

However, it was obstructed by a layer of stubborn, profound darkness; that darkness was like an insurmountable barrier, turning the Chaos energy's healing efforts into bubbles and making the recovery speed extremely slow.

Dark purple blood flowed from the wound like a waterfall, condensing into patches of foul clouds in the Void Realm, emitting a nauseating stench.

Its billions of compound eyes were filled with rage, pain, and a trace of hard-to-conceal alarm.

The battlefield below was deathly silent; everyone was stunned by this shocking scene.

Whether it was the soldiers of both sides currently fighting or the bystanders watching from the sidelines, all stopped their movements, eyes wide and mouths agape, staring blankly at this scene in the sky.

They couldn't believe their eyes; Li Wuji had actually severely wounded the insufferably arrogant Lord of Chaos!

"My Lord!"

Emperor Soul, Evil Crimson Fang, Blood Moon, Mu Buhua, and the other Protectors all turned pale, their eyes filled with shock and worry.

"Master is mighty!"

Galan, Luo Xiu, and the others were greatly boosted in morale.

Galan had originally shown signs of fatigue in the intense battle, but now the flames of hope were reignited in her eyes, and she brandished her blades with even more power.

Luo Xiu's gaze was full of fanaticism and reverence, his voice filled with joy and pride.

The many Sequencer beside them were also encouraged; for a time, morale soared, and the passion for battle was completely ignited.

Li Wuji slowly raised the ice ash longsword, the tip pointing directly at the Lord of Chaos; his gaze was cold and firm, as if it could pierce through the Lord of Chaos's body.

His voice was cold and steady, like ice in the dead of winter, carrying an unquestionable authority.

"Your Chaos is not invincible. Today, I shall let you return completely to extinction!"

On the battlefield below, the Four Great Insect Emperors—Emperor Soul, Evil Crimson Fang, Blood Moon, and Mu Buhua—as well as all the remaining Zerg Protectors, did not react with fear or retreat upon hearing Li Wuji's words and sensing the Lord of Chaos's painful and enraged fluctuations of will.

Instead, a nearly fanatical, martyr-like determination surged in their hearts.

"Sacrifice for my Lord!"

Emperor Soul was the first to let out a sharp Soul-shriek; the sound seemed to pierce through one's Soul, making hair stand on end.

On his gold-armored body, countless faces of resentful spirits appeared simultaneously, twisting and wailing as if recounting endless pain.

Immediately afterward, these faces of resentful spirits suddenly burst into flames—the fire was eerie green, emitting a strange light.

That was not the burning of ordinary energy, but the complete combustion of life Origin and Divine Soul.

Emperor Soul without the slightest hesitation abandoned everything he had and transformed into a brilliant yet deathly silent eerie green meteor, no longer paying heed to Galan, who had been entangled with him.

His speed was astonishingly fast, exceeding common imagination, as he resolutely crashed into the terrifying wound on the Lord of Chaos's body that was wreathed in eternal silent darkness, as if wanting to trade his own life for a glimmer of hope for the Lord of Chaos.

"For my Lord! For the Zerg!"

On the battlefield filled with the scent of Chaos and blood, the crimson mantis behemoth that Evil Crimson Fang had transformed into raised its head, covered in sharp spines, and let out a roar that seemed capable of tearing through the Void Realm.

This roar was like a thunderclap from the abyss, making the surrounding air tremble.

Its massive scythe-like limbs swept through the air, creating sharp whistling sounds, and slashed down violently!

However, this slash was not directed at the enemies eyeing him greedily, but instead hacked fiercely into his own mountain-like body!

Accompanied by a dull yet shocking sound, cracks began to appear across his body, as if the earth itself were being torn apart.

He actually took the initiative to disintegrate his own body, every piece of shattered flesh seemingly carrying endless resentment and determination.

He condensed all his Life Essence and Laws of Chaos together—the power he had accumulated over long years—now erupting like a volcano into a boiling, violent crimson blood-light.

This blood-light was like a burning flame, carrying the Zerg's faith and fanaticism, following closely behind Emperor Soul and plunging without hesitation into that massive wound that seemed capable of swallowing everything!

"My Lord is Eternal!"

On Blood Moon's originally charming face, only madness and piety remained; her eyes flickered with a blazing light, like burning flames.

She slowly spread her arms, and her body, like snow melting under high heat, transformed into a pool of viscous sea of blood.

Within the sea of blood, countless curse runes flickered; those runes were like demons from Hell, emitting the final and strongest light of filth.

This light was like a venomous snake in the dark, carrying a lethal aura as it slowly merged into the torrent of those heading for death, as if adding the final bit of power to this sacrifice.

Mu Buhua remained silent, her withered wood-like body seemingly injected with new vitality at this moment.

Instantly, countless eerie grayish-white flowers, full of Life Essence yet carrying the silence of withering, grew from her body.

These flowers were like phantoms, emitting a strange aura.

In the next moment, all the flowers withered and annihilated simultaneously, turning into a stream of pure yet strange grayish-white energy that merged into the flow.

This energy stream seemed like power from another world, carrying mystery and the unknown, injecting new elements into this sacrifice.

It wasn't just them!

All the remaining Zerg Protectors, regardless of the severity of their injuries or their level of strength, made the same choice at this moment.

They let out various sharp, hoarse, and frenzied shrieks; the sounds were like wails from Hell, making one's skin crawl.

They resolutely burned everything they had—flesh, energy, Divine Soul, and even the traces of their existence!

Beams of light of various colors, yet all containing their entire life Origin and power, rose into the sky from every corner of the battlefield like brilliant meteors.

These lights ignored spatial distances and surged frantically into the Lord of Chaos's massive wound, like a swarm of moths to a flame, carrying endless determination and madness.

This scene was tragic, cruel, yet carried a heart-palpitating madness!

They were not running away, nor were they attacking; they were performing a collective, complete sacrifice!

Using their very existence as fuel, only to nourish their sole Dominator!

"Hmph, a deathbed struggle!"

Luo Xiu gave a cold snort, his eyes filled with disdain and anger.

With one punch, he blasted apart half the body of a Zerg Protector who hadn't had time to complete its sacrifice!

Watching the remnant body still transform into a stream of light and head toward the Void Realm, he couldn't help but spit, but his gaze also became a bit more solemn.

Such fanatical will made even a battle-hardened expert like him feel a trace of gravity.

He knew that the sacrifice of these Zerg Protectors would definitely not be so simple; there was surely a massive crisis hidden behind it.