Chapter 1391: Chapter 867: My Tao Ground_2 Chapter 1391: Chapter 867: My Tao Ground_2 Jiang Hui chuckled lightly, his expression still as tranquil as water, but the words he spoke were definitive, sealing the fate of all.

With hands clasped behind his back, he continued to stride forward, each step seemingly pressing upon the heartstrings of his opponent, rendering them restless and unconsciously retreating.

The odd Phantom Immortal Emperor with flowing patterns felt his mouth dry and tongue scorched. To put it bluntly, he had not spoken this much in years. He did not expect this one called The Master of Liu Village to press him so persistently.

“What exactly do you want? Do you truly believe that you alone have the power to detain me here?”

“I seek nothing in particular, only justice. You have unwarrantedly disturbed my Taoist grounds; naturally, I cannot sit idly by. As for whether you can be detained, that does not depend on me but on whether you, Fellow Daoist, have the skill to escape!”

“Arrogant, simply too arrogant!”

The Phantom Immortal Emperor roared like thunder, ceasing to seek retreat and instead clashed with Jiang Hui.

“I gave you two chances and you failed to seize them, bringing trouble upon yourself.”

Jiang Hui stood tall and invincible, like an eternal mountain that never falls, his footsteps seemingly pressing upon the veins of heaven and earth, causing the surrounding space to tremble wave after wave as if the heavens and earth themselves shuddered at his arrival.

As soon as the two engaged, it was as if the skies collapsed and the earth cracked, the sun and moon devoid of light. The heart-shaking scene of battle was like two ancient behemoths rampaging through chaos, each collision threatening to tear apart this unknown realm. The battle grew more and more magnificent; a mere raise of their hands could easily obliterate a realm. The fluttering Immortal Qi and clashing Rules raged like a violent storm, tearing the surrounding space apart, leaving shocking fissures in their wake.

If it weren’t for their battle taking place in this land of chaos, the Immortal Domain would have long been obliterated by the aftereffects of their surging might. The endless waves of energy pulsated like a tsunami, relentlessly striking the boundaries of chaos as if seeking to consume the chaos itself, making the whole universe tremble.

In this breathtaking battle, Jiang Hui and the Phantom Immortal Emperor flitted like two bolts of lightning, weaving and dueling through the chaos. Each collision they made caused an earth-shattering explosion, clearing the surrounding fog and stirring the entire chaos into an upheaval.

Ultimately, the Phantom Immortal Emperor was spewing fresh blood, being repeatedly beaten back by Jiang Hui, his body nearly torn apart, facing an unprecedented calamity.

However, Jiang Hui did not grant him a chance to catch his breath. With a flash of his figure, he appeared like a phantom once again before the Immortal Emperor.

His palm seemed to contain the power to destroy heaven and earth, and with one strike, he sent the Immortal Emperor flying. The might of this palm seemed to split the entire chaos in two, making the surrounding fog tremble.

The Phantom Immortal Emperor, like a kite with its string cut, was sent flying, crashing into the chaos in the distance.

Instantly, the fog dispersed, revealing majestic peaks, extraordinarily grand and lofty, collapsing one after another, turning into countless fragments of rock and dust.

The Phantom Immortal Emperor’s Emperor’s Might surged, his Great Taoist Runes shining forth to the extreme, fully elevating himself.

He let out a roar as if to break the entire chaos, coming back for the fight. Knowing he had no way out, he could only fight to the death, seeking a slight chance to evade this doom.

The opponent’s eyes were blood-red, as if about to spit fire, and his body’s Immortal Qi boiled over, forming horrifying attacks that blasted toward Jiang Hui. With no reservations, but simply getting slapped unconscious by Jiang Hui with a palm swipe.

And then he was stepped on by Jiang Hui beneath his feet.

This was punishment.

At this moment, the once majestic and imposing Phantom Immortal Emperor, who used to sit upon his throne under the green sun, was like a fierce beast stripped of its claws, utterly suppressed by Jiang Hui’s overwhelming power, forced to lie prone on the ground, gasping for air, eyes filled with terror and unwillingness.

The next moment, the fog completely dispersed.

Time flowed once more.

The scene shifted,
This scene suddenly appeared before everyone’s eyes.

The faces of the three Mysterious Quasi-Emperors instantly turned to one of horror and shock.

Seeing their own ancestral being trampled underfoot by the so-called Master of Liu Village, like a dog that has lost its home, was unbelievable even as they witnessed it with their own eyes.

The three Mysterious Quasi-Emperors looked at each other with disbelief in their eyes,
The White-armored Woman spoke with a trembling voice: “How… How is this possible? How could the opponent be so strong?”

The three Mysterious Quasi-Emperors stood there terrified and aghast, seemingly petrified by Jiang Hui’s overwhelming power, losing even the courage to flee.

At this moment, Jiang Hui appeared in the eyes of the Quasi-Emperors like the fierce sun in the dark night, dazzling and carrying an irresistible majesty, making them unable to look directly and forcing them to lower their heads, avoiding those eyes that seemed to see through everything.

Moreover, the breath of the latter sounded like thunder in their ears, causing a painful ringing, an accelerated heartbeat, as if all the sounds in the world were amplified, with only their own breathing becoming faint and quivering.

Despite the great distance, the Quasi-Emperors could feel an invisible pressure, like a weight of thousands of pounds on their shoulders, making their breathing difficult and their limbs weak, as if they could be crushed by this force at any moment.

Despair and helplessness: They realized, no matter how hard they tried, they could not bridge the gap between them and Jiang Hui. This feeling of despair was like an abyss, devouring their will and hope.

The first Quasi-Emperor’s face contorted, his eyes bulging to the extreme, reflecting not the figure of Jiang Hui but the endless fear in his heart. His breathing became ragged and quick, each inhalation like swallowing cold blades that cut through his lungs. His hands were clenched tightly, fingernails digging into the flesh, blood streaming, but no pain was felt. The fear from the soul had already drowned out the body’s agony.

The second Quasi-Emperor’s lips trembled as he tried to scream, but only a weak whimper came out, filled with despair and helplessness. His legs were as though filled with lead, too heavy to move, and he could only watch helplessly as Jiang Hui’s figure approached, as if death was inching closer step by step. His heart frantically pounded in his chest, each beat accompanied by intense pain, a torment woven from fear and despair.

Struggling alone against the Willow God and Shi Hao, who had just entered the Quasi-Immortal Emperor Realm.

Although he had fought until he was at his last breath, his flesh dried up and bones exposed, devoid of any glow, looking like a walking skeleton, he still stood firm and did not fall.

However, in a sense, the current situation of the Destroyer Elder was comparable to the catastrophe he had suffered when he forcefully broke through to the Emperor Realm; his vital essence was exhausted, he was at the brink of burning out, and the fire of his Primordial Spirit had lost its once-passionate flame, becoming decayed, like a candle flame in a cold bitter wind, which might extinguish at any moment.

What’s most deadly is that Shi Hao and the Willow God have joined forces to imprison the surrounding space, causing the essence of heaven and earth that the Destroyer Elder could draw upon to be pitifully limited, nowhere near enough to keep up with the rate of his body’s consumption.

His expression horrified, his eyes redder, just like the red moon phenomenon behind him, as if crying blood, staring intently at Shi Hao.

For him, a gaze could indeed kill, but the opponent was of equal realm, so it was a deadlock, a staring contest.

After another intense clash, Shi Hao found an opportunity to counterattack.

He swiftly adjusted his stance, his Immortal Qi gathering, concentrating on his fist.

Shi Hao bellowed, and with the speed of lightning, threw a punch.

This punch hit the Destroyer Elder squarely in the chest,
Struck by that punch, the Destroyer Elder’s figure shook, and like a kite with its string cut, he was sent flying backward, his blood and Qi roiled, he spit out blood crazily, his body nearly burst open, and his God Soul was bound by the Willow God, undergoing continuous erosion, seeking to utterly annihilate him.

“Kill!” the Destroyer Elder roared, immense dark forces surged within him, turning into boundless terrifying waves that struck the Blue Sky, permeating the universe, attempting to suppress Shi Hao and the Willow God with his own power.

He was indeed powerful.

And his lineage was extremely ancient and terrifying. Now in a frenzy, he wasn’t really trying to suppress Shi Hao and the Willow God but was looking for a way to save himself.