Chapter 2478 1 You must live!

Although the emperor's physical body was destroyed, his soul temporarily escaped disaster.

The soul is twisted and deformed, seeking a safe place.

However, once you're on the chessboard, there's no peace anywhere.

Even if some nearby emperors wanted to help, they were powerless to do so.

boom!

A moment later, another sound of laws shattering rang out, and the emperor's soul was crushed into dust and vanished without a trace, as if he had never existed in this world.

The formation has nine key points, one of which is guarded by more than forty emperors in the outer area, each sharing a portion of the pressure.

Even so, many people still couldn't bear it.

Rumble-

The Eternal Night Ruins were shaking violently, and signs of collapse appeared in various places.

Thousands of paths, like a vast sea, stretching to the sky and covering the earth.

Faced with such a scene, even the emperor standing at the pinnacle could not help but show his distress and feel despair.

puff!

A few breaths later, someone else suffered. As an emperor was fighting with all his might, a force of annihilation descended from the sky, piercing through his crown chakra and instantly killing him. His soul was unable to escape and was destroyed along with the body.

Compared to the others present, this emperor might be slightly weaker. However, that doesn't mean he's not strong enough.

Any being who can cross the chaotic sea of ​​boundaries and arrive in the Divine Continent unscathed would be a top-tier, unparalleled existence in any universe or era, unmatched for hundreds of thousands or even millions of years.

However, even the supreme Dao-proving emperors, who are high above the world, face an extremely high risk of perishing at this grand feast.

From the moment the Origin of Ten Thousand Paths appeared, this place ceased to be a place for discussing the Dao, but became what can be described as the most terrifying strangulation machine in the world.

"You must live!"

Lu Hansheng gripped a folding fan, unleashing a torrent of sword intent that surged into the sky. The platform beneath his feet trembled with a deafening roar, and the surrounding void shattered like glass. He let out a long howl, his sword energy erupting like a volcano, surging and unstoppable.

Once life stops, it is highly likely that life has come to an end.

While enduring the overwhelming power of the myriad tribulations sweeping towards him, he transmitted his voice to his friends, praying that they could survive and not die under the killing tribulation.

Lu Hansheng was once all alone.

Few can understand that kind of loneliness.

After arriving in China, Lu Hansheng and Chen Qingyuan became sworn brothers after a fight, and Lu Hansheng also made many like-minded friends along the way.

He also wanted to sit on the coffin lid with Ye Liujun, clink glasses, and discuss the hottest stories with Rong Che. Occasionally, he would impulsively test the hardness of Shen Wuyun's tortoise shell and see if he could break through its defense with his own swordsmanship.

"You don't have to say it!"

Ye Liujun's entire body was enveloped in a deep blue extreme flame. He slammed the coffin lid upwards with both hands, his momentum was overwhelming, and his voice was hoarse and desperate.

At that moment, he felt as if every inch of his flesh was being torn apart by a tremendous force, and his soul was in the same state, causing him unbearable pain.

If he can't withstand it, he will surely perish.

Perhaps it was the approach of death, or perhaps it was the accumulation of years of experience, but during the process of enduring the terrifying calamity, Ye Liujun saw his younger self beckoning to him.

"what!"

At one point, Ye Liujun's body reached its limit. Just when he was about to give up, the image of the young man that appeared before him merged into his brow, allowing him to see through the illusion of the road ahead and forcefully clearing away the thorns and obstacles blocking his path.

Buzz! boom!

A vast and majestic aura, far surpassing anything seen before, surged forth from Ye Liujun's body.

His eyes became more profound, and the flames around him became purer.

He is the supreme being of fire, the king of all fires.

As soon as he thought it, the coffin lid in his hand was covered with a special fiery garment, and the rules and runes that appeared around him became extremely complex. His imperial might surged, dispersing the tribulation power that had fallen on him.

In another instance, Rong Che dared not gamble and forcibly burned a portion of his life essence to withstand the attack without serious injury.

Shen Wuyun, wielding the Extreme Netherworld Armor, possessed astonishing defensive capabilities. Although he expended considerable energy, he remained unharmed.

Due to the forbidden rules within the game, the emperors could not see the specific situations of the others.

Having withstood this calamity, Lu Hansheng hurriedly asked his friend, "If you're not dead, say something!"

Rong Che had burned some of his essence blood, his face was pale, and he didn't look well. At this moment, he heard an annoying voice, hot-tempered but trying to sound strong, coldly shouting, "Get out!"

"Little Lu, once this matter is settled, I will definitely have a showdown with you!"

Ye Liujun could hardly hide his joy in his words.

"I don't know how high the sky is."

Lu Hansheng adopted an arrogant demeanor, as if he could defeat Ye Liujun with a wave of his hand, and didn't take him seriously at all.

Ye Liujun uttered a harsh threat: "You just wait!"

"Dealing with a little fire spirit is nothing," Lu Hansheng said confidently. "Fine, I'll wait until you bow down and admit defeat."

Lu Hansheng wasn't worried about Shen Wuyun's safety at all. If even Shen Wuyun were to get into trouble, there probably wouldn't be many people left alive.

After all, Shen Wuyun's tortoise shell was extremely sturdy, enough to withstand a powerful blow from a peak being.

They exchanged a few words briefly and then stopped immediately.

The judgment of the Great Calamity has just begun; we must not let our guard down.

The arrival of the calamity had no effect on Chen Qingyuan.

Because beside him stood an ancient bronze bell.

Xiao Jing stayed by Chen Qingyuan's side, never leaving his side.

"Young master, are you still not awake?"

Xiao Jing dispelled the first wave of tribulation power that had spread here, turned to look at Chen Qingyuan, her bright eyes filled with worry, and murmured to herself.

Even now, Chen Qingyuan's eyes remained vacant and his body stiffened, his consciousness sinking into the abyss created by the myriad origin points, pondering who he was.

In a fleeting moment, Chen Qingyuan was about to come to some realization, but because he was in the Dao, he returned to the origin and started over.

And so, his consciousness went blank, like a newborn baby, unaware of what world this was or who he was.

To be precise, he was infinitely more confused than a newborn baby.

At least babies can see and hear, and can perceive the existence of the world.

The 'Tao' already exists, but can Chen Qingyuan's 'One' be conceived?

Once you see through the "one," you can create all things.

Creating something from scratch is the most difficult part.

The Origin of Ten Thousand Paths discovered Chen Qingyuan, an extraordinary prodigy who should not exist in this world, so it sealed his consciousness, condemning him to eternal damnation in the abyss until his life force was exhausted.

If Chen Qingyuan can see through the illusion on his own under these circumstances, then the Myriad Paths Source Point will naturally not obstruct him, but will instead show him respect and treat him as an equal.

Breaking through the Dao and being reborn lays the foundation for immortality. Chen Qingyuan's future will surely extend beyond the Divine Land, reaching a higher dimension.