Chapter 1381: Chapter 882: You, the Rash Man_2 Chapter 1381: Chapter 882: You, the Rash Man_2 At this critical juncture of life and death, any method that can help one recover strength is worth trying.

Moreover, if the opponent does not show up, it would indeed be very difficult for oneself to survive this ordeal.

Thinking this, the Destroyer Elder clenched his teeth and directly swallowed the Elixir into his stomach.

The Elixir melted upon entering his mouth, immediately inducing an indescribable sensation of nausea, but then a warm and majestic force, like a torrential flood, surged within the body of the Destroyer Elder.

The man in the golden robe remained cold and expressionless,
He had not deceived the Destroyer Elder; indeed, the Elixir could rapidly restore Origin Blood Qi of those at the Quasi-Immortal Emperor Level.

At critical moments, the Elixir was sufficient to save a life, and he would not have given it to someone else easily if the situation weren’t urgent.

As the power of the Elixir spread throughout the Destroyer Elder’s body, his previously exhausted Origin Blood Qi was greatly replenished in an instant. The feeling of exhaustion and weakness dissipated quickly, as if brushed away by a spring breeze.

“Don’t you think you’re too conspicuous?!”

Just then,
The voice of the man under the Bronze Cauldron came, he scolded loudly and leaped out from the river of time, his hands forming a Fist Seal, and his fists radiated a golden light as he bombarded forward, attacking the man in the golden robe.

“Boom!”

The golden Fist Seal was unleashed, seemingly tearing apart ancient and modern times with its incredible and unfathomable might.

“You brute!”

The man in the golden robe’s complexion changed drastically, he cursed under his breath and did not choose to meet the attack head-on, but quickly retreated backward at the first opportunity.

His movements were crisp and fluid, clearly having suffered a great deal under the fists of the man in the green robe before.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have reacted so violently with such decisive actions and without the slightest hesitation.

“I will take your head sooner or later!”

“Clang!”

The man in the golden robe scoffed, and with a grasp towards the void, a halberd suddenly appeared in his hand the next moment.

The tip of the halberd pointed skyward, its edge flickering with a blinding cold glint, too intense to look at directly, as if it could tear open a great rift in the heavens above with ease.

“Clang, clang, clang!”

Without saying another word, the young man in green directed the Bronze Cauldron above his head to smash down, and for a moment, the collision of titanic metal forces reverberated everywhere like thunder.

At this moment, the White-armored Woman wanted to go over and provide support, but just as she was about to move, a cold voice sounded.

“Your opponent is me!”

The next moment, a woman clad in white emerged from the river of time.

Her figure was graceful, her black hair was like a waterfall fluttering in the wind, and she wore a Golden ghost-face mask, mysterious and unfathomable.

Even though her true face could not be seen, her extraordinary demeanor and the peerless elegance faintly visible beneath the mask were already so shocking that they left all present spellbound.

In just a fleeting moment, countless members of the opposite sex were left yearning, forgetting to eat and sleep.

“No one can disrupt the fabric of time and space, and your strength is insufficient; to try to reverse the future is just delusional fantasy.”

The white-clothed woman wearing a Golden Mask, peerless in her stance, took immediate action. Her slender jade hands, as lustrous as mutton fat, reached out, aiming at the woman who was also dressed in white Armor.

In a flash,
This place was overwhelmed with dazzling light, Immortal Light shone brightly, and the unpredictable force echoed here, vaporizing countless colossal stars in an instant.

The white-armored woman counterattacked.

Swinging her longsword, she struck with endless force, as if capable of tearing the heavens and splitting the earth.

“You are not my match,” the woman with the ghost-face mask spoke softly, her tone so indifferent it was as if she wasn’t facing a Quasi-Immortal Emperor level powerhouse of the same realm, but rather, just a slightly larger ant.

But ants are only ants after all, and how could they be the opponents of majestic deities.

“You are too arrogant; this era is not one where you should be. Do you really think you can protect Huang, dreaming that you can? Huang, no one can protect him!”

All in the realm of Quasi-Immortal Emperor, yet treated with such direct disdain, the white-armored woman was fuming with rage to the point that smoke seemed to rise from her insides.

However, after dropping those words, the white-armored woman fell into silence, bracing herself for battle, silently bringing her abilities to their utmost potential.

She could feel that this woman in white with the ghost-face mask was very strong since at this very moment, her own Great Tao was frantically sending alarms.

The woman in the ghost-face mask seemed very composed, as if she hadn’t put forth her full effort at all, casually forcing the white-armored woman to keep retreating with each step, continuously coughing up fresh blood, her face turning pale and drained in an instant.

Although the white-armored woman was beaten to the point of vomiting blood, her gaze was haughty, still looking like she held the winning ticket.

This expression caused the woman in the ghost-face mask to slightly furrow her brows.

A third figure also landed.

It was an imposing figure standing there, quite young, really very young, looking as if he had just reached adulthood.

The entire person had thick black hair, intelligent and insightful eyes, an captivating presence, and every movement made heaven and earth and the myriad paths tremble, moan, echoing with reverberations.

Looking around, there was an air of supremacy over the past and present, an ambition to swallow the world, not yielding in the slightest even when compared to the man in green robes with the Bronze Cauldron hovering over his head.

The other party held a Big Bell; its sound was long and resonated throughout the Immortal Domain, as if it was about to shatter the whole world.

Upon arriving, he first glanced at Shi Hao, his eyes faintly excited, and then without a word, he attacked the man in black robes.

“Merely courting death,” the man in black robes said with a sneer, embracing his arms, seemingly not taking this newly appeared young powerhouse seriously.

However, deep inside he was on alert.

Anyone who could step out of the river of time, with such a strong presence, was by no means ordinary. But unlike the other two, this was a new face he had not encountered before, and his depth was unknown.

The young man did not speak, simply waving the Big Bell in his hand lightly.

At once, the bell’s sound surged like tides, grand and imposing, carrying an indescribable pressure, sweeping across the area.

“Ding ding dang dang!”

Their attacks collided, producing a series of crisp metallic clashing sounds, as if two worlds were colliding, or two Great Taoists were dueling.

The man in black robes staggered slightly, clearly surprised by the young powerhouse’s strength.

The opponent quickly adjusted their stance, their hands forming Sealing Techniques, complex Runes flying from their fingertips, turning into strands of dazzling Immortal Light, attacking the young man.

The Big Bell in the latter’s hand seemed sentient, moving as he willed, its sound now high-spirited, now somber, like a symphony, resolving the man in black robes’ attacks one by one.

Emperor Merciless flicked a finger lightly, and a white Sword Qi instantly collided with the man in black robes’ black mist. The two forces intertwined, as if to tear apart the constraints of time and space, bursting forth with a dazzling light.

Meanwhile, Wushi gently rang the No-beginning Bell in his hand. The bell’s sound was long, as if able to penetrate the heart, making one’s soul tremble. Within that bell’s sound was an unspeakable power, as if it could suppress all evil and chaos. At once, the white-dressed woman’s silver needles seemed bound by an invisible force, unable to advance even an inch further.

The united efforts of the three made the already intense atmosphere burst forth instantaneously. The man in golden armor, the man in black robes, and the woman in white clothes also refused to show weakness, launching even more fierce attacks. For a moment, the entire battlefield was engulfed in intersecting sword energies and lingering bell sounds, with various powerful forces weaving together, creating a chaotic yet magnificent scene.

Shi Hao, watching this scene, felt a warm current surge in his heart. He knew these three had come for him, to help him get through this difficult situation. Clenching his fists tightly, the power within his body surged violently, seemingly inspired by the trio, becoming even more ferocious and potent. He let out a piercing howl, transformed into a streak of light, and instantly plunged into the midst of the battlefield.

The battle between the four Quasi-Immortal Emperors and the three warriors from the future erupted to its extreme. The whole Immortal Domain seemed shaken by this powerful force, with the colors of heaven and earth changing, and the sun and moon losing their light. However, amidst this earth-shattering battle, Shi Hao seemed to find his direction; his eyes grew more resolute and relentless. He knew, no matter what the future held, he would unwaveringly continue on, fighting for his dreams and convictions.