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Chapter 1625: Chapter 431 No Hope_2
At the same time, it is also a direct embodiment of his Dao cultivation and accumulation!
"Truly extraordinary, I’m feeling more and more dismayed." At this moment, the figure of the Ancestral Figure of the Nether emerged, unscathed, with his armor and halberd also intact, as if what had just happened was merely an illusion.
Gu Chen’s eyes narrowed as he saw this, the Ancestral Figure of the Nether smiled and said, "Had I not resorted to one of my ultimate moves just now, I fear I would have indeed suffered injuries that wouldn’t easily heal."
Gu Chen braced himself, which meant that what he had just hit was truly just an illusion.
Being able to trick the current him, the Ancestral Figure of the Nether was too terrifying.
"Next, I will let you see the true power of this progenitor." The smile on the Ancestral Figure of the Nether’s face faded as he spoke indifferently.
"The heart is an abyss, desires are endless, everything, all stems from the deepest and most genuine desires at the bottom of one’s heart." The melancholic voice of the Ancestral Figure of the Nether echoed.
The next moment, Gu Chen found that the scene before his eyes had changed.
"This is... the Nine Continents?!"
Startled, Gu Chen realized that he had returned to the Nine Continents, but how could this be possible!
Just as he was about to rise and shatter the illusion, he felt waves of intense pain throughout his body. At this moment, Gu Chen lay on a bed, looking around, he found himself back at the time when he had just transmigrated.
Everything was so real, aside from his memory, it was as if time had reversed itself.
"Such a powerful illusion!" Gu Chen’s expression turned solemn.
Suddenly, the sound of a door opening came, and Gu Chen knew that it was his second uncle, Gu Chengfeng, arriving!
An incredible speculation surfaced in his heart.
"Could it be that to break the illusion, I need to slaughter everything that appears before me?" Gu Chen’s heart trembled harshly.
Or is it to say, the Ancestral Figure of the Nether truly created a cycle of reincarnation, and now has trapped him within it?
Unconsciously, Gu Chen’s consciousness, or rather his memory, was blurring, being severed.
All sorts of terrifying illusions emerged.
Once he completely succumbed, or lost his memory, it would really be over.
At this moment, in the Land of Chaos, the Ancestral Figure of the Nether stood proudly, Gu Chen’s eyes before him were colorless, his soul was gone, only his body stood idly in this place.
Humming!
The Disorder Calming Sword in his hand trembled incessantly, trying to awaken Gu Chen, but to no avail.
"Give up, stop struggling, that is the vision of his own heart. Unless he can shatter his own hopes, no one can save him," said the Ancestral Figure of the Nether with an indifferent tone.
Using the enemy’s deepest hopes to create a complete cycle of reincarnation, luring their soul into it and confusing their senses, these methods are truly terrifying.
Most importantly, even Gu Chen, the unparalleled powerhouse of past and present, can be bewitched, which makes the Ancestral Figure of the Nether even more formidable.
Just as he said, to break the cycle and shatter the illusion, one must first sever one’s own hopes.
This is too difficult.
If a person lives, there must be expectations, if there isn’t a shred of hope, then it’s no different than being a walking corpse.
Boom!
At that moment, the Ancestral Figure of the Nether made his move, intending to destroy Gu Chen’s body during this time.
Clang!
The Disorder Calming Sword stepped in at a critical moment, blocking the strike.
"What can a Dao weapon without a master do?" The Ancestral Figure of the Nether spoke unconcernedly.
With a halberd in his hand, he slashed forward, and as expected, the Disorder Calming Sword trembled, seeming unable to withstand.
Thump!
But just then, something happened that furrowed the brows of the Ancestral Figure of the Nether, Gu Chen’s body moved.
"How is this possible?!"
Startled at first, he quickly realized that it was just the body’s instincts acting, his soul was still lost in the cycle of reincarnation, unable to extricate itself.
"Relying on instinct, and a Dao weapon without its master, how long can you block me?" The Ancestral Figure of the Nether sneered.
The scales of victory tilted definitively at this moment!
...
All the worlds under heaven.
Currently, the battle between the Eternal Imperial Court and the Nether Army is equally brutal, and the war has reached a fever pitch.
Within the sea of stars, severed limbs and broken bodies are everywhere, with blood drifting in the universe, all belonging to the Eternal Imperial Court!
The loss is truly too great. Since the battle began, in no time at all, a vast number of cultivators have died.
Yet looking at the Nether side, although a great number of demons have fallen, their numbers are endless.
Meanwhile, the battle among the eighteen supreme beings has also nearly reached its conclusion.
Because from the very beginning, both sides have engaged in the most brutal slaughter, with every move aimed at taking lives. Naturally, such a battle could not persist for long.
On the side of the Ancient Imperial Court, all nine supreme beings were drenched in blood, with the White Tiger Clan’s leader Bai Xiao having reverted to human form, his body covered in blood without a single intact spot.
Even as a supreme being, he had no strength left to heal himself, his vital essence nearly depleted.
Perhaps, he would be the first supreme being to fall here.
On the contrary, the demon emperor who fought with the White Tiger Clan’s leader Bai Xiao remained in his prime state.
The contrast between the two was a microcosm of the Ancient Imperial Court and the Netherworld.
The Void King Clan’s leader Nie Gu and the other seven supreme beings also weren’t in much better shape.
And if you look at the nine demon emperors of the Netherworld, although they were also severely wounded, it was nothing to them; they were still at their peak state.
"You’re tiring out, can’t keep up anymore, can you?" one of the demon emperors said, scoffing.
"Fuck your dogshit bluster!" the White Tiger Clan’s leader Bai Xiao roared back, forcibly mustering his anger.
"Just a sick tiger after all, how much longer can you withstand? The world’s obliteration begins with you!" said the demon emperor fighting Bai Xiao, unleashing the Demon God’s Palm once again.
"Bai Xiao!"
Seeing this, Nie Gu, Ao Tian, and the others instantly became incredibly tense, aware that the White Tiger Clan’s leader couldn’t withstand this move any longer.
"Want to save someone else? Better worry about yourself first!"
The Feathered Emperor and the other eight demon emperors of the Netherworld spoke coldly as they made their move, intercepting Nie Gu and the others, causing the eight supreme beings to cough up blood.
"Don’t mind me; even in death, I intend to take one down with me!"
The White Tiger Clan’s leader Bai Xiao was remarkably resolute as he gathered his last breath, transformed into his true form, burning his own life, and with a boom, he rushed towards the demon emperor, taking him to a distant, endless place.
"Bai Xiao, no!"
In an instant, Nie Gu and the others realized what the White Tiger Clan’s leader was about to do, their eyes filled with rage and blood oozing from the corners of their eyes.
Sure enough, they heard the White Tiger Clan’s leader Bai Xiao’s roar: "My friends, I’ll go ahead!"
The next moment, with a thunderous rumble, the entire cosmos trembled.
An unparalleled burst of intense light shined, as the White Tiger Clan’s leader Bai Xiao, a supreme being, self-destructed!
In the moments before his death, he dragged a demon emperor along the road to death.
"Clan Leader!"
From the side of the Ancient Imperial Court, countless cries of grief were heard, those of the White Tiger Clan’s warriors.
Not only that, but other cultivators also showed faces filled with grief, their empathy deeply felt amidst the battle.
A supreme being of their own had fallen.
However, far from demoralizing them, this event only intensified the fighting spirit of the cultivators from the Ancient Imperial Court.
"I’ll bite off a chunk of you even if it kills me!" one of the strongest bellowed, choosing self-destruction as well in his last moment of exhaustion.
Boom, boom, boom!
Suddenly, explosions were heard incessantly.
But soon, an icy voice sounded: "Damn sick tiger!"
Space tore open, and the demon emperor who had just been taken away by the White Tiger Clan’s leader, reappeared unharmed!
And that was not all – however many Sky Demons died, the same number of Sky Demons emerged shortly after.
Despair permeated the ranks of the Ancient Imperial Court.
"Is there really no hope left?" Even Nie Gu and the other seven supreme beings looked disheartened.
"I told you, today, all the realms of the heavens shall perish!" the nine demon emperors said coldly.
For a moment, Nie Gu and the other seven supreme beings were silent, exhausted and indeed at their limits. They had heard no news from Gu Chen’s side – what was happening there?
Were the realms of the heavens truly doomed?
"No hope, there’s no hope left..." some cultivators ground their teeth, tears streaming down their cheeks.
Even so, choosing self-destruction before their death, they hoped to ease some pressure off their allies, even if it was just a little.
"Such tragic heroism, tsk tsk." the nine demon emperors commented, their eyes filled with mockery.
"Hopeless or not, even in death, we won’t let you off easy!" Nie Gu and the other seven supreme beings looked fierce and determined to self-destruct.
But just then, a clear and cold feminine voice cut through the cosmos. 𝔫𝖔𝔳𝔭𝔲𝔟.𝖈𝔬𝔪
"No, it’s not over yet, there is still hope!"
