Chapter 1345: Chapter 841: The Three Emperors Battle Jiang Hui (Part 2)_2 Chapter 1345: Chapter 841: The Three Emperors Battle Jiang Hui (Part 2)_2 Emperor Cang plunged from The Boundary Sea, his eyes blazing with golden radiance. Witnessing Emperor Hong’s head being severed before himself, his fury soared to the skies. The brilliant gold in his eyes transformed into vast seas of shimmering gold, gushing out like molten iron pouring over, melting the heavens and the universe itself.

Despite being astonished by The Master of Liu Village’s decisiveness and strength.

At this moment, Emperor Cang was overwhelmed by rage.

In His view, the other’s action right before his eyes was deliberate provocation.

Emperor Cang roared furiously, his outrage at its peak, his hands forming Fist Seals, his entire being emitting endless might, charging straight into the battle.

Emperor Cang, so ancient.

Ancient in the literal sense.

Among the three, He was the eldest.

Emperor Cang was born at the very beginning of the grand opening of The Great Universe, and He had traced back to even older times.

He believed that He had witnessed the most fundamental secrets of the Heavenly Road, so upon reaching a certain Realm, He resolutely extinguished all vitality, refined his life force into the Power of Death, even personally following the Destroyer Elder for a time.

And in a sense, Emperor Cang was also a guide for Emperor Hong and Feather Emperor; of course, not that Emperor Cang brought them to the Quasi-Immortal Emperor Level, but the latter witnessed the “essence” of the Great Tao through Him.

“Boom boom boom…”

Simultaneously, Feather Emperor on the chariot also made His move, the broken Spear still bleeding, standing tall atop the chariot.

The headless Emperor Hong was filled with sorrow and anger, His body shrouded in the purple haze of Chaos.

The three Dark Quasi-Celestial Emperors surrounded from three sides, similar to the time when they killed Footprint Emperor, blocking all of Jiang Hui’s escape routes, their rage unleashed, determined to slay him.

“Crack…”

“Bang…”

The three Dark Quasi-Celestial Emperors struck together, holding nothing back, truly too fearsome, no Realm capable of containing Their presence.

Underneath the three Emperors, the River of Time seethed, even a slight leak of Their intention could bring this portion of The Great Universe to the brink of shattering.

Should it shatter completely, the Immortal Domain would likewise cease to exist.

At this time.

The sky was suddenly torn apart,
A deep and ferocious blood-red crack slowly opened up, as if it were a fatal wound of the universe itself, spewing out endless surging Blood Seas,
Black, crimson, golden…

All colors mingled together.

But they were not the least bit splendid or dazzling, instead, exceptionally eerie.

And furthermore.

This Blood Sea was even more dreadful than before.

Containing the power to overturn heaven and earth, to devour all things, the Power of Death,
Each droplet as heavy as stars, piercingly cold, yet filled with a frightening fervor.

Simultaneously, alongside the three Emperors, a Blood Sea appeared, casting layers upon layers of icy, biting light, like an ocean’s rolling waves, violently swelling.

This Blood Sea, deep and uncanny in hue, red as the stiffened nightmare, or like the last despairing twilight glow of the setting sun, yet thousands of times more intense than them. Flowing with thunderous roars, each droplet of blood held destructive power, as though it could swallow all light and hope.

As the Blood Sea tipped over, an indescribable sense of despair rapidly spread, piercing through the shackles of time and space, enveloping the entire universe in a shroud of silence and desolation.

“Whoosh…”

The Blood Sea surged forward, submerging Jiang Hui.

The blood waves tumbled, raising thousands of towering waves, each wave crested sharp as a blade, slicing through the void.

This phenomena was exceptionally horrifying,
Wherever the Blood Sea swept across, the cosmic Star Rivers trembled, cracking as if they would be directly evaporated.

Emperor Cang’s face was darkened.

This Blood Sea suited Him best.

His body’s Power of Death released unrestrained, the invisible aura of death swept out like a biting cold wind, spreading with the Blood Sea, touching every inch of the universe.

Everywhere it passed, whether stars or planets, even Black Holes, the vitality contained within was rapidly devoured.

Imagine, in that boundless universe, the stars ceased twinkling, instead slowly gathering like flowing sands, each star as if drawn by an invisible force, gradually coming closer until the space between them was filled.

The color of the sky began to turn into Chaos, from the profound black gradually transitioning to chaotic purple, then erupting into raging red, as if the entire universe was aflame.

Time and space lost their meaning at this moment, galaxies once untouchable now seemed within reach, whereas stars close at hand turned distantly elusive.

This moment.

The Universe was collapsing.

Such a collapse should be silent in the vacuum of space.

Yet there was a sound, a roar beyond the auditory range of mortals, an unimaginably profound shock.

Like billions of hearts beating wildly then suddenly falling eerily silent in unison, like the Universe itself emitting its final death rattle, a titanic being in its throes of death…

“For one’s own selfish desires, even if it means overturning The Great Universe, who truly is controlled by desire?” Jiang Hui snorted coldly, taking a step forward, and a muffled sound came from the depths of the heavens and earth.

This moment.

Jiang Hui’s figure grew infinitely tall, too majestic to gaze upon, like a giant who opened the heavens and earth, his hands radiated a golden glow, spreading across the shattered cracks.

Then, the giant forcefully pulled them together.

The Great Universe, on the brink of fragmentation, astonishingly coalesced once again,
The giant then issued another shout.

Thunder rolled, and between heaven and earth, Thunder Sea Abyss Pools appeared, their reflections pouring onto The Great Universe, the torn Abysses swiftly healing to the naked eye.

This scene.

It left The Three Dark Emperors utterly stupefied.

Too domineering.

Even a dominance beyond their imagination, as The Master of Liu Village transformed into a giant who forged worlds, forcefully stitching back a Universe about to shatter completely.

Just then.

The Three Emperors’ expressions simultaneously underwent a colossal change, all retreating, rushing towards The Boundary Sea.

Above them,
A massive hand slowly descended, moving at an incredibly slow speed, not even perceptible in motion, yet no matter how the Emperors retreated, whenever they looked up, their figures were still enveloped beneath the giant hand.

This was the genuine invincible momentum, encompassing all within its grasp, neither Primal Chaos nor The Great Universe could escape.

Within the grasp of the hand, it was as though the Five Elements and Three Realms existed.

“Clang clang clang…”

Above the Immortal Domain,
Blood spilled, the scene grotesque, as if blackened blood rain was falling from the skies.

As Emperor Hong, Emperor Cang, and Feather Emperor were successively subdued by Jiang Hui,
The group of Dark Kings, Fallen Kings, suddenly became like headless flies, their will to fight completely lost, desperately rushing toward the black fog, hoping to utilize the fog to return to The Boundary Sea–seeking refuge there, as if it was a sanctuary from this cataclysmic disaster.

But precisely because of this, in that moment, these Dark Kings, Fallen Kings lost their fighting spirit, unable to muster eighty percent of their strength, who originally held the upper hand.

Too many kings have fallen, for there were simply too many Dark Kings, Immortal Kings that have perished.

Amidst the starry sky, every so often, one could spot massive corpses drifting, vitality extinguished, with only the remnants of their former power lingering.

After all, in the original story, The Three Dark Quasi-Immortal Emperors did not join forces to attack the Immortal Domain at this time. His presence has changed some events, and this change has begun to affect Existences at the Quasi-Immortal Emperor Level.

From the Alien Territory,
A host of retreating Immortal Kings showed shocked expressions,
As this scene was all too familiar to them, an impression enduring perhaps tens of thousands of years deep within their memories. Only now, they had been replaced as the main characters by beings behind those three Ancient Artifacts.

But seeing The Master of Liu Village relying solely on his own strength to contend against those three beings, the host of Immortal Kings from the Alien Territory couldn’t help but feel a chill at heart, their scalps tingling.

The Master of Liu Village was truly too powerful, and assertive, directly taking action.

Now, they could only hope that those three beings could suppress The Master of Liu Village, otherwise the reckoning that followed would be unbearable for them.

“So this is the true power of The Master of the Holy Land?!!”

Qi Yu’s heart trembled, his entire being as if electrified, staring dumbfounded at that figure with arms behind the back, radiant in white, an arrogantly indomitable silhouette.

At this very moment.

This long-standing power in the Immortal Domain was completely petrified.

As if lightning flashed through his mind, his face was covered in endless astonishment and disbelief, his heart pounding wildly within his chest.