"Why are you doing this?
"Why help these completely unrelated people!!!"
Chen Sansi looked at the other with a righteous expression, and couldn't help but recall Emperor Longqing, Cao Kai, the two were almost identical!
"You people are incurable!
"Want me to argue with you, to reason with you?
"No...
"You're not worthy!!!"
"Bang——"
He merged with his gun, crossing the space.
In the eyes of all beings, the battlefield no longer had the shadows of the two, but rather two entirely different pure wills constantly colliding and battling!
One was a brilliant golden light, the purest aura, like the first wisp of spiritual energy in the world when heaven and earth first opened, yet interwoven with traces of demonic qi, forming supreme majesty.
The other was a tangled mass of fates, forming a chaos that turned everything into nothingness wherever it went, seemingly capable of devouring heaven and earth!
On this day.
All three thousand worlds thought the Heavenly Dao had collapsed!
Until from deep night to dawn, that mass of chaos qi visibly weakened.
Ding Xiu completely fell into a state of madness, using the sect's fate of the Luoxiao Sect to continuously repair the Chaos Demon Blade until the blade was full of cracks and the chaos demon qi on his body began to disintegrate.
"Impossible! I can't lose!"
He roared, raising the Chaos Demon Blade high, directly mobilizing all of the Luoxiao Sect's fate within him, gathering it onto the long blade.
The surging river of fate hummed, containing the prosperity and decline of the Luoxiao Sect since ancient times!
"Crack——"
The Demon Blade shattered, transforming into thousands of fragments, merging into the Luoxiao's river of fate, the entire river of fate roared across the sky, turning into a fate blade that stretched across heaven and earth, burning all his immortal essence, and slashed forward with a thunderous strike!
"You think you're worthy to use the Luoxiao Sect's fate?!"
Chen Sansi stood unwaveringly, allowing the fate blade to strike down.
At the moment the fate blade descended, dazzling spirit light suddenly appeared in front of him, forming a vortex, collecting all of Luoxiao's fate!
Praying Sky Pearl!
This bead was originally used to collect fate.
What's more, he broke through to become the Ancient Immortal Emperor, the true Human Race Immortal Emperor, while Ding Xiu, in the end, was just a fake!
"Ah——"
Ding Xiu grew even more frantic, gathering Demon Clan fate and Demon Clan fate into spells, carrying world-destroying terrifying might, it came like a tsunami!
But actually, the outcome was already decided.
Chen Sansi fired two shots, dispersing the Demon Clan and Demon Clan's fate, returning it to the world.
The forcibly combined fate dispersed, Ding Xiu's body quickly withered, returning to that short, frail, and extremely aged old man.
Before he could make any move, the scorching gun blade was already at his throat.
"Ding Xiu!"
He spoke word by word: "Your great dream is over!"
"Hehe...hehe..."
Ding Xiu let out a raspy laugh from his throat, struggling to lift his trembling hand, looking at his withered, bark-like shell, laughing with great resignation.
"Chen Sansi!
"What next?!"
He questioned: "Without rebooting the Heavenly Dao, in the future when spiritual energy dries up, what will you do!"
Chen Sansi remained expressionless: "The Heavenly Dao has its order, actually it doesn't require our interference, we should just let it be as it should."
"Let it be? Ridiculous, ridiculous!"
Ding Xiu scolded: "Do you know that Outer Ancient Demons exist in this world? If spiritual energy dries up in the future, and all magic becomes prohibited, and the Ancient Demons descend again, what will you do?! By then, they can also reboot the Heavenly Dao! The result will be the same, won't it?!"
"These are not your concern."
Chen Sansi intended to end his life with a single move but hesitated for a moment and changed his mind, instead performing the Spirit Stealing Technique, stripping Ding Xiu of his spirit root and cultivation, turning him into a truly withered old man.
He solemnly said: "Ding Xiu, you've lived too long, maybe you've forgotten what kind of person you used to be, before dying, let me help you remember."
"No, no!!!"
Even when facing death, Ding Xiu was only resentful, not frightened, but at this moment, having lost all his cultivation, his entire body couldn't stop trembling, exuding immense fear: "Kill me, kill me!!!"
Chen Sansi ignored him.
He turned and returned to the Jianmu, with Jiang Ye, they regained control of the restrictions and resealed the Demon Seed.
In between heaven and earth, that "Jianmu" connecting the universe and devouring all spirits suddenly trembled, its wildly dancing, void-tearing billions of tendrils and leaves seemed to be choked by an invisible hand, suddenly halting in mid-air.
The distorted, wailing demonic faces on the trunk, as if purified, gradually faded their menacing expressions, letting out a final mournful wail before gradually dispersing.
Above the nine heavens, the torn sky fissures pouring storms began to slowly heal themselves, the remaining chaos air currents no longer violent, turning into wisps of light smoke and mist.
The long-shrouded warm sun once again cast its faint and warm light on this devastated world.
This catastrophe came to an end.
Countless cultivators, as if having made a journey to the Ghost Gate, watched the direction of Jianmu with a lingering fear, fearing the rituals would start again.
"What's going on?!"
"Why has it stopped?"
"Do you even need to ask, Ding Xiu must be dead!"
"What?!"
"Ding Xiu is dead? Who killed him?"
"Do you even need to ask, it must be our Human Race Immortal Emperor!"
"Immortal Emperor? Who is our Human Race's new Immortal Emperor?!"
