4738 Uprooting the Celestial Mountain



Since they could not use their own power to destroy the restrictions on the Immortal Peaches, what if they used the Emperor's power to destroy the restrictions?

This mountain was the foundation of the Heavenly Realm that Emperor Zhen Wuyang had built a long time ago.

Prince Yu wanted to use the power of an Emperor to destroy the restriction on the Immortal Peach.

He held the mountain peak with one hand and took out the Immortal Peach with a trembling hand. Then, he threw it into the abyss-like mountain root.

When the time came, he only needed to smash the mountain heavily and it would be crushed!

At the same time, the cry of a monstrous ape resounded through the heavens and the earth. In the middle of the destroyed mountains and rivers, a ten thousand feet tall giant ape nimbly shuttled back and forth. With a wave of its extremely long arms, it reached out and grabbed the Peach, which contained the shackles of a cultivation realm. It fell into the hands of the monstrous ape.

"Well done!"

At this moment, even the dark and calm Young Emperor could not help but smile.

Prince Yu, who was hugging the celestial mountain and the divine peak, saw everything clearly. When he saw the monster ape intercept the Immortal Peach in the air, he was both shocked and angry. "Bastard, How dare you!"

The monster ape raised its head and grinned in a human-like manner. Then, it twisted its huge body and disappeared into the broken mountains.

Prince Yu was furious. He hugged the celestial mountain that was hundreds of millions of feet tall and threw it at the giant ape.

This was a catastrophic moment. The entire Heavenly Realm was actually unable to bear it and began to collapse.

Jian Wushuang, who was sitting on the back of the giant ape, raised his head to look at the shadow that was covering the sky. He suddenly drew the Tarot Divine Sword from his waist and stabbed the monster ape's butt.

The monster ape cried out in pain and scuttled away at an extremely fast speed.

A million miles in an instant!

A dense fog that covered the sky rose, and the celestial mountain and peak that crashed into the ground could not withstand the huge force and broke from the mountainside.

Prince Yu seemed to have gone completely crazy. He released supreme Yan power from his palms and attacked Jian Wushuang.

The Heavenly Realm's aura was already in chaos, and the shock waves from the impact of the mountains were so strong that even Yan Immortals could not stand still.

Almost at the same time when Prince Yu was uprooting the celestial mountain, Prince Jiu had already set off. Many powerful figures also surrounded him from all directions.

However, after such an intense attack had stopped for a moment, two figures dressed in black Rangers slowly emerged from the mountains and rivers, stepping into the sky.

Prince Yu panted heavily. Overdrawing from beyond his cultivation realm had caused irreversible damage to him, which could only be compensated by the Immortal Peach.

"Give it to me, quickly return the Immortal Peach to me," panting heavily, Prince Yu looked at the Young Emperor and said with hatred.

Holding the Immortal Peach in his hand, the Young Emperor smiled gloomily, "You want it? Do you have the right to take it now?"

"Quickly give it to me, you piece of trash!" Prince Yu growled in anger. The constant loss of his cultivation realm scared him.

Hearing the word 'trash', the Young Emperor's cold face suddenly darkened, and a slender soft sword quietly condensed in his hand.

In the next moment, he threw the Immortal Peach to Jian Wushuang and charged forward with his sword alone!

The vast Sword Intent surged and turned into an invincible sword, which was aimed at Prince Yu!

Prince Yu, who was in a fit of rage, was not afraid at all. He put his palms together and blasted out Yan power, which was as deep as hell.

The two collided and destroyed the Young Emperor's Sword Intent.

At the same time, Prince Yu was filled with killing intent. The sky behind him began to reflect the seven-colored light.

An image form that could cause changes in the Heavenly Realm was formed, and then he faced the Young Emperor. His giant palm fell heavily.

This was an Immortal Style! Immortal Styles were profound signature moves that could only be controlled by those who had surpassed the Yan Immortal stage.

In the current situation, once it was used, it meant that a situation of life and death would unfold!

"I want you to die, you lowly piece of trash." Prince Yu's full-strength move seemed to be aimed at killing, as if he had released all the negative and evil thoughts that had been suppressed at the bottom of his heart.

As long as the Young Emperor could not escape, the only way was to destroy the Immortal Source.

However, the Young Emperor stood where he was, his eyes calm.

"Prince Yan, dodge!" Jian Wushuang's voice was heard from afar.

The Young Emperor slowly raised the corner of his mouth and raised a thin arm in the face of the great power.

"I've never wanted to be the Big Brother of any of you, so I naturally won't carry out the corresponding duties. Today, you want to kill me, so I'll naturally return the favor in the same way."

His voice was so indifferent that it was almost indifferent. There was no emotion in his eyes from the beginning to the end.

His long hair broke through the ribbon and danced in the air.

An aura of death, nothingness, and black and white mixed together spread out, like a sun without any warmth, slowly rising.

Prince Yu's crazy eyes became clear. He could not believe it.

That aura was that of an Immortal Style!

"No, it's impossible. How can a guy who can't even comprehend and cultivate comprehend the Immortal Style?"

The giant palm that covered the sky collided with the black and white silent sun, triggering the most terrifying explosion.

It had already surpassed the power of the Yan Immortal realm and instantly cleared everything in sight.

The Heavenly Realm was collapsing, and the mountains and rivers were all destroyed.

The extreme light caused every Yan Immortal to cover their eyes.

Jian Wushuang was also shocked. He had a vague understanding of the Young Emperor's condition.

The Young Emperor seemed to have some kind of hidden disease. Whether it was his realm or his divine body, he could only compete with ordinary Yan Immortals.

But now, he was able to release such a terrifying move with his weak body. Jian Wushuang was shocked and confused.

Could it be that the Young Emperor had been hiding the situation all along, and now he was showing his true strength?

When the extreme light dissipated, the two figures were still standing in the sky.

Prince Yu was in an extremely sorry state. From his heaving chest to his gray hair, it was obvious that he was an arrow at the end of its flight.

Pulling up the celestial mountain earlier had already overdrawn his cultivation realm, and he had also released an Immortal Style crazily, which had almost exhausted his derived power to the extreme.

On the other hand, the Young Emperor was not injured at all, except for a touch of red on his face.

Looking at the Young Emperor walking toward him step by step, Prince Yu stepped back unconsciously. He could not understand how his useless brother could master an Immortal Style.

"As I said, you were the one who had the intention to kill first, so I will return the favor in the same way."

A strong killing intent shot out of the Young Emperor's eyes. He never knew how to restrain himself, not even when he was facing the Emperor.

The sharp glints formed by Yan power condensed and blocked Prince Yu's retreat from all directions.

Prince Yu's face turned pale. He saw the coldness, disdain, and determination in the Young Emperor's eyes.

"You can't kill me. I'll quit right now."

However, as the thunderbolt struck, nearly a hundred giant rays of light stabbed at him without any hesitation.