Martial World's
Ch 1922 - Absolute Victory
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"Good! It's done well! Shame today will be avenged in the future! Just wait for the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign santa race to kill his way to the heavenly Realm and exterminate your entire race! "
Several holy races, Empyreans, proudly grumbled. So what if Empyrean humans were stronger? No matter how fierce Emperor Shakya was, he was only 10-20% stronger than a normal peak Empyrean, and no matter how big the heavenly Dream was, he was only 10-20% stronger than a normal peak Empyrean, even if he could suppress several peak Empyreans together, if he were to meet the level of a True Divinity Good Fortune Saint Sovereign then he would not be his opponent at all.
"God! You still want to run? Keep dreaming!"
Skyrend Godlord immediately saw the saint army's plan to escape. He roared loudly and waved his sleeve. A clear and holy energy appeared, as if there was a huge universe within it. Waves of swallowing power swept out toward the group of saint Empyreans.
“The world dances in the palm of the hand. ”
The Great Boundless Buddha spread his palms and the glowing relics in his hands, their brilliance spreading throughout the cosmos.
Wherever this Buddhist light was covered, loud Buddhist chants resounded like eight Buddhist guards, gods and yakshas, a trillion arhats.
For a time, the surrounding space for a million miles was covered by this seething spiritual light.
On this side of the battlefield, the blood light shone brightly and the scent of death filled the air. The crimson lightning arches and the Buddhist chanting strands intersected, colliding, causing the huge space to collapse and break apart under the savage impact of the energy.
The Heavenly Dao Laws collided and distorted, even space was chaotic.
A powerful force destroyed everything.
However, the saint race, Empyreans would not just sit there and wait for death. They counterattacked, fighting the human race together. Many Empyrean saints took out their Empyrean spirit treasures. A heavenly light flashed and astral essence roiled out.
There were holy saints whose fists shattered the void, like meteors passing through space.
In terms of quantity, saint Empyreans had an advantage. When they combined their powers together, they were able to rival an Empyrean human!
But many World Kings and Holy Lords were not so lucky.
The race spirit ships were swept into the energy storm, instantly exploding. The martial artists who were at the top were thrown into void space, half of them were immediately killed!
"Shape array!"
Holy race, Empyrean shouted loudly. In the battle between Empyreans, the power of a World King and a Sacred Lord was almost ignored. But if their powers were gathered together through the grand array formation of spirit ships then their fused strength could not be underestimated.
At the very least, running away would not be a problem.
The Empyrean saint race had already steadily taken steps to retreat! And once they escaped from the battlefield, it would be difficult for humanity to chase after them.
"Focus your efforts and kill their elites!"
Empyrean Divine Dream said. Her heavenly dream space encompassed their two – Empyreans saints were Saint General and the Empyrean golden crown!
Amongst the sacred forces, these were the two strongest individuals.
The intention of the heavenly Dream was clear: he wanted to reduce these two individuals!
Emperor Shakya joined. He handed his attack on the other Empyrean people and darted towards these two Empyrean peaks!
In the seven universes of the saint race there were many Empyrean people. However, peak Empyreans were still extremely rare, and any peak Empyrean death was still a great loss to the saints.
Moreover, these two people were the main commanders in the invasion of the saint race army of the heavenly Realm!
"Damn!"
The golden crown Empyrean was furious when he discovered that the heavenly Dream had locked him away!
He's howling. His skin and flesh were open, revealing white tendons.
These tendons were extremely tenacious; they were part of the power of his supernatural bloodline. When he attached these tendons to his blood spear, the spear buzzed and shivered, causing the space around it to tremble and mystical runes revolved around it.
The light gathered, forming an incomparably black heavenly light.
The spear pushed out. The space around the black light cracked the planet, being able to pierce through the void and twist the Laws of heaven and earth.
Woosh!
With this attack, the Empyrean saint race's body shivered. He obviously consumed a lot of energy.
The blood spear was like a black hole, engulfing light and energy wherever it went, continuously expanding as it continued forward with incredible momentum.
When the heavenly space was struck by this attack from its peak, Empyrean consumed their blood essence, almost pierced!
But at the same time, Emperor Shakya's eyes glittered with a cold light. His main body as well as those six avatars of martial intent fell into the golden buddha diagram.
Like the seven supreme buddhas, they floated like seven stars in a buddha diagram. The endless golden light emitted from their bodies, resonated with the buddha diagrams and evolved into six extremely realistic scenes.
In the depths of hell, the sea of blood boiled. Bone mountains piled high into the sky as hungry ghosts scavenged the ground, howling with deadly hunger. In heaven, the goddesses were fluttering, the sound of the heavenly dragon reaching the horizon.
On top of these six images, a golden-gold Buddhist temple stood tall.
Countless ancient Buddhas sat on the lotus throne mountain, their ancient mudras flooded this world.
Emperor Shakya has developed a great world of six paths of samsara!
Emperor Shakya's attack contained the true meaning of the six paths of samsara, the seven layers of martial intent, as well as the supreme treasure of Buddhism, the Wheel of Samsara. Together, they formed a strange and singular harmony that exuded great power.
This was one of Emperor Shakya's manifestations after comprehending the true meaning of the Buddha's martial intent to their peak.
The true meaning of the six paths of samsara was like a pot of Great Dao grinders ruthlessly grinded on top of a black hole blood hole.
The Buddhas arrived, their light was like waves, their sound was like lightning.
The light rays of Buddha were dazzling and thicker than mountains. As they flowed down from above, the void tore apart and even the planet exploded.
This buddhic light finally fell on the Empyrean golden crown.
Bang out!
And at this moment, the heavenly Dream also attacked!
Within the heavenly dream space, countless towering trees appeared that blocked the void for 10,000 miles, bringing them a certain premonition of death.
The golden crown of Empyrean was pierced through the chest by one of these ancient trees, causing him to spit out even more blood.
"Geeh!"
The golden crown Empyrean shouted in agony, his face twisted and ferocious.
"Aclight!"
The death of a rabbit is also the sadness of a fox. When the red-robed Saint General saw that it was impossible for his comrade to escape, he howled furiously and furiously, madly burning his bloodline!
The red-robed Saint General no longer cared about the consequences. As an Empyrean saint race, his bloodline was his foundation. By burning his bloodline in this way, there was a chance that he would even drop the limit of cultivation!
But at the same time, the power he gained from burning his blood was terrifying; it would be similar to half the power of an ordinary True Divinity.
His body turned into a beam of heavenly light that directly tore through the heavenly dream space and fled deep into the cosmos!
But behind him …
With a loud breaking sound, the thunder-like sound that Emperor Shakya let out materialized into a substantial sonic wave that rolled in all directions without end.
The Empyrean golden crown whose body was pierced by a towering tree began to shatter.
He was crying in pain, his whole body covered in blood. Every drop of blood was extraordinarily bright. As it splashed into space, it whistled like a meteor, containing a powerful force.
His body was struck in a rumbling rumble. More and more trees penetrated his body. Finally, his entire body broke apart, turning into a sea of blood mist!
The golden crown of Empyrean was one of the commanders of the army of saints within the heavenly Realm. But today, he had perished here!
As for the other commander, the red-robed Saint General, he had not hesitated to suffer a great loss, perhaps even dropping the cultivation limit, in order to escape from the battlefield.
In this battle, of the two high commanders of the saint's forces, one was seriously wounded and the other was killed. This could be called a total victory for mankind!
The heavenly dream space gradually faded away. The holy and holy figure of Empyre Divine Dream began to slowly reappear. His body was bathed in a deep mist of spirit power, with no trace of the mortal world around him.
"Go away!"
Empyrean Divine Dream decisively issued a firm evacuation order. It is unwise to pursue a desperate enemy. Moreover, this was the territory of the saints, and the human army should not go too deep because otherwise they might be destroyed.
At this moment, the Ark of Hope flew forward at extreme speed. In black clothes, Lin Ming walked out of the Ark of Hope. Behind him, Diwuhen, To Bagui, and other ancient races, Empyreans also appeared.
The ancient race, the Empyre people were overjoyed. They have seen life after death and also experienced the power of humanity. They felt as if this trip to the heavenly Realm was worth the difficulty!
"Junior Lin Ming welcomes Senior Heavenly Dream!"
Lin Ming bowed in the void. At this moment he felt very grateful. To save her, the heavenly Dream had received the potential risk of total annihilation to arrive here with the elites of humanity.
This was a kindness that he would mark in his mind.
"It's good you're safe …"
Empyrean Divine Dream said with a long breath. Only now did Lin Ming realize that although the Heavenly Dream had seemed light and indifferent all this time, the reality was that she was a little pale under the fog that enveloped her face.
"Senior heavenly dream?"
Lin Ming asked, concerned. But Empyrean Divine Dream simply waved her hand to show that she was fine. At this moment, Xiao Moxian had rushed out like a gust of wind to throw herself into Lin Ming's embrace.
"Big Brother Lin!"
Ever since Lin Ming's great battle with the Good Fortune Saint Son, over 20 years had passed. Xiao Moxian had been all this time as she waited for Lin Ming's return, but during this period she had never heard of him. The sadness he had felt all along could be imagined.
Lin Ming held Xiao Moxian, lightly stroking her luxurious black hair. He softly said in his ear, "I'm fine …"
Two people support each other. But at this moment, Empyrean Divine Dream waved her hand and the surrounding scenery instantly changed. Lin Ming, Xiao Moxian, and Empyrean Divine Dream soon arrived at the white jade palace.
"mm?"
Lin Ming was shocked. He thought that Empyrean Divine Dream would first meet Diwuhen, To Bagui, and the others, but he instead chose to directly return to the palace.
As soon as they entered the palace, heavenly dreams shuddered and a bright white light began to shine from within his body. This white light shone brightly, moving outward until it finally separated from the body of the heavenly Dream.
Slowly, the white light condensed into the figure of a person, a young girl …
In space, he held his knee. His body was naked but a thick waterfall of icy blue hair covered his curves. Only her beautiful face and perfect arms and legs were visible on the outside. There was not the slightest flaw in his skin that was like jade and the tone of his muscles.
At this moment, the young girl's eyebrows were pressed together, as if she was in pain. That sight was enough to arouse anyone's sympathy.
This young girl was none other than Frost Dream, whom Lin Ming had fought at the First Martial Meeting of the heavenly Realm!
"This is…"
Lin Ming was surprised. He had already heard that Frost Dream was a heavenly Dream plan to break into the True God realm. The heavenly dream had severed his primordial spirit, reincarnating part of his soul to create an avatar.
It was said that once the Frost Dream became an Empyrean pinnacle, the heavenly Dream would fuse together with it, and together they would enter the realm of True Divinity, it even became an extraordinary existence among True Immortals.
But now, there was still a huge difference between Frost Dream and a peak Empyrean, yet Empyrean Divine Dream had fused with it?
Was it for the battle?
Lin Ming suddenly recalled the battle. Although Empyrean Divine Dream seemed light and unperturbed the entire time and her steps were also calm, the truth was that she had exhausted a large amount of strength. To ensure an absolute victory. Empyrean Divine Dream had chosen to temporarily fuse with Frost Dream in order to be in the strongest condition possible for such a short period of time!
This state greatly weighed on Empyrean Divine Dream. Thus, his face was pale and he instantly parted from Frost Dream as soon as the battle was over.
For many reasons, this scene could not be seen by outsiders. Thus, Empyrean Divine Dream did not greet the ancient race powerhouses first and instead immediately brought Lin Ming and Xiao Moxian to the Divine Dream Heavenly Palace.
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