NABC Chapter 1116 - 1120: Some Rejoice, Some Sorrow
Chapter 1116 - 1120: Some Rejoice, Some Sorrow
"The Slash of the Ghosts and Gods!"
Lv Bu roared, his long black hair flying wildly as he raised the Fangtian Halberd high, slashing out a halberd energy that instilled fear in immortals and made gods tremble, overturning the heavens and earth, and turning the nine skies into emptiness.
This momentum was extremely powerful, no weaker than the attack of a Quasi-Saint level being.
"Stone from the mountains is chiseled thousands of times; do not take lightly the fire that burns bright!"
Yu Qian opened his mouth wide, and poetry flowed out. Immense immortal energy appeared and transformed into large white characters, filled with awe-inspiring righteousness, pressing down on the heavens like a world unto itself.
Above the sky, hammers appeared, piercing through the divine mountains, resembling the strike of a heavenly deity, destroying all obstacles.
Beneath the divine mountains, fierce fires spread, as if countless celestial flames burned, incinerating the ancient and modern axis, consuming the fabric of time and space.
The three attacks connected, vast and mighty, aimed at subduing the giant.
Their power was unrivaled.
"Roar!"
The giant’s expression changed slightly as he sensed a trace of danger.
Between his brows, a golden mark of ’Martial’ appeared, brilliant like the sun, exuding the eternal origin energy, as if all martial arts under heaven originated from it.
"Fists of Ten Thousand Martial Arts!"
The giant’s tyrannical gaze suddenly became sharp, as he swung his fists down forcefully.
With this punch, he commanded the world’s great forces!
With this punch, he encompassed all, evolving into ten thousand martial arts of the world!
With this punch, he concentrated all his essence, energy, and spirit, unleashing an ultimate strike!
Boom!
Their attacks collided.
The terrifying shockwaves raged, filling the entire place of inheritance.
All statues, all void, all plazas, turned into nothingness.
Bai Qi, Lv Bu, and Yu Qian retreated a few steps, landing beside Qin Wudao, forming a layer of immortal shield that blocked the shockwaves.
"Go!"
Qin Wudao did not hesitate and moved towards the nearest spatial crack.
Bai Qi and the others followed closely, disappearing from sight.
They did not linger in battle.
Because the gap between ’Immortal’ and ’Saint’ was too great; even if they went all out, they could only reach a stalemate and could not kill the giant.
Since that was the case, why waste energy?
A moment later, the shockwaves dissipated.
The giant stood in the void, his face gloomy.
Drops of fresh blood dripped from his hands, with brilliant rays, dyeing the void in crimson.
"What have I done?"
After a while, the violent air in the giant’s eyes dissipated, and his rationality returned as he looked at the place where Qin Wudao and the others disappeared, frowning slightly.
It was at this moment that a faint red line of causality appeared on his body.
...
The Sacred Dao Inheritance Realm.
Over thirty figures sat cross-legged, emanating terrifying auras, comprehending the inheritance.
At this moment.
An unsurpassed might erupted from the Holy Tribe’s old ancestor, with holy light brilliant, revealing supreme, sacred, and transcendent power.
Moreover, his cultivation advanced rapidly, breaking through from the late Immortal Lord stage to the initial Quasi-Saint stage, with infinite holy power that was extremely fierce, sweeping in all directions.
The other secluded powerhouses gradually opened their eyes, filled with reluctance.
The Sacred Dao Inheritance!
Already has a master!
"Did we fail?"
"Indeed, the Yao Tribe is not the tribe destined to suffer calamity!"
Bai Ze looked at the Holy Tribe’s old ancestor, his expression extremely complicated.
Previously, the Holy Tribe’s old ancestor was merely a dispensable ant to him, but now, he could stand equal with him, and soon, even become someone he would have to look up to.
A tribulation-carrying inheritance completely changed the destiny of the Holy Tribe.
Simultaneously, it also changed the fate of the Yao Tribe.
"Sigh!"
Bai Ze took a deep breath, tore through the void, and left directly.
To him, the seemingly sturdy void of the inheritance realm was as fragile as paper, tearing at a touch.
"Kill!"
Just as Bai Ze’s front foot left, the Holy Tribe’s old ancestor abruptly opened his eyes, crimson, and went on a killing spree against the surrounding powerhouses.
Immortal blood abounded!
Over thirty Immortal Emperor powerhouses marched toward death!
After the slaughter, the Holy Tribe’s old ancestor’s eyes gradually returned to normal. He looked at the corpses scattered all over the ground with an expressionless face until he discovered the lingering Yao energy from Bai Ze, and a trace of killing intent flashed across his eyes.
"Yao Tribe?"
"Who would have thought!"
"This ancestor has now broken through to a Quasi-Saint. The Holy Tribe... no longer needs to live under the Yao Tribe’s dominance!"
As the Holy Tribe’s old ancestor whispered, a crimson line of causality extended from his body, disappearing into the depths of time and space, ensnaring souls.
On the other side, at the pinnacle of the Nine Heavens, Bai Ze, who had already left the place of inheritance, saw a red line of causality appear on his body, a trace of coldness flashing in his deep eyes.
...
The Inheritance of Desire!
A terrifying Quasi-Saint aura erupted.
Gentleman Desire, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes. His seductive peach blossom eyes were filled with evil desire. He swung the ’Ten Beauties Fan’ in his hand, creating a storm of immortal energy.
This immortal energy, pink in color, exuded the power of lewd desire.
All those enshrouded by the power of desire succumbed to its force, wearing wicked smiles, lost in illusory pleasures, and devoid of vitality.
Except for one person.
That was the Dragon Emperor!
The Dragon Tribe is inherently indulgent!
Therefore, he chose the Desire’s Inheritance and was the quickest to pass the test.
But unfortunately, the Dragon Tribe had already been the calamity-enduring tribe once before, discarded by the inheritance, leading to failure.
"Dammit!"
"Why can’t this emperor receive the inheritance? That pretentious Sect Master is clearly a fraud; can he last as long as this emperor?"
The Dragon Emperor, with the Ancestral Dragon Orb above his head, cursed furiously.
His curses also caught Gentleman Desire’s attention, who, stepping on the Dao of Primordial Desire, launched an attack.
The Dragon Emperor’s eyes shrank violently, sensing the threat of death.
"Roar!"
At the critical moment, the Ancestral Dragon Orb shone brilliantly, releasing a nine-clawed golden dragon, immense enough to span millions of miles, unleashing supreme might, ancient to the extreme, sweeping across the sky.
This was the Ancestral Dragon’s phantom!
"Another new calamity!"
He glanced at the familiar and yet unfamiliar place, swinging his dragon tail with terrifying force, sending Gentleman Desire flying.
"Hurry and go!"
"After going back, fully absorb the power of the Ancestral Dragon Tribe, and perhaps there will be a chance for survival!"
After one strike, the Ancestral Dragon phantom became much fainter, instructing the Dragon Emperor.
Then, it tore open the void, constructing a spatial tunnel.
"Yes, as you command!"
The Dragon Emperor nodded and flew into the spatial tunnel.
During this process, a faint red line of causality appeared, connecting him to Gentleman Desire.
...
Within the Inheritance of Divine Dao.
"No!"
"Don’t kill me!"
The old ancestor of the Deity Clan sat paralyzed on the ground, his face pale with fear.
In front of him, An Tianxin, wearing a golden gown and exuding unparalleled nobility, held a scepter, approaching step by step like the ruler of all heavens.
With each step she took, the oppressive force of the void became heavier.
In the end.
The old ancestor of the Deity Clan, with mid-stage Immortal Lord strength, was crushed into a puddle of flesh by the terrifying oppressive force.
After all, not everyone could have a powerful ancestor like the Dragon Emperor, who could save a life.
Not just him, but the old ancestors of the Yin-Yang Clan, the Blood Moon Clan, the Purple Lightning Clan, the Phoenix Emperor, and other influential figures in all worlds were slain by the inheritance-receiving powerhouses.
Their lives were forever fixed at the beginning of the tribulation!