er, most people tend to think that Jun Xiaoyao's body has a problem.After all, it's the curse blood left behind by an ancient supreme-level primordial saintly body. How could it have no effect at allW...That vast, crimson fog seemed capable of corroding all living things.

This is what evolved from the power of blood sacrifice.

The power of blood sacrifice, possessing the ability to disintegrate all living beings, is a terrifying offering.

Unless the means are absolutely powerful, it will be difficult to stop.

To be honest, this crimson fog may have little impact on the strong and some powerful forces.

After all, it can resist and block.

But for ordinary cultivators, or the vast majority of common creatures, it is a poisonous fog that wipes everything out.

"No, please save us!"

"Who will save us!"

Crimson mist, began to spread towards the Immortal Realm, one side of the Immortal Realm, being gradually enveloped.

Countless creatures within, let out cries of agony, their flesh and bone melting into a bloody mush.

Only a handful of forces held up the protective barrier to shield their clan, keeping the poisonous mist at bay.

"If this continues, it's going to be bad."

"As for our Jun family, we don't mind. However, the entire Immortal Realm's luck will be dealt a blow, and everything will lose its balance."

Jun Jia's second ancestor, Jun Lingxiao, frowned.

This crimson mist is of no concern to their Jun family, nor to the entire desolate Heaven Immortal Domain and Profound Heaven Immortal Domain.

Because your family will protect both of these fairy realms.

However, this would result in too many casualties from other fairy realms.

By then, the extermination of all lower beings would inflict a fatal blow on the Immortal Realm.

Just like a pyramid, if the base collapses, the entire pyramid will collapse.

And the Jun family, naturally situated at the pinnacle of the pyramid, will also be affected.

Heaven and earth will lose their balance.

And perhaps the Cang Clan had also thought of this.

A wispy divine thought transmitted a message to the Lord of the Last Days.

It is precisely the Dimensional Wall Breaker from the Cang Clan.

"The Apocalypse Lord, are your methods a little too ruthless"

"You stir up bloodshed and chaos, my Cang Clan takes no heed."

But the death of too many low-level beings will affect the celestial balance of the entire fairy realm.

However, upon hearing this, the Lord of the Apocalypse showed not a single flicker of emotion.

Before that, the Immortal Emperor wanted to destroy the Nine Great Immortal Domains, but he was stopped by the Cang Clan.

The Sovereign Emperor of Immortality gave the Cang Clan some face.

But the Apocalypse Lord, is not the Immortal Emperor.

"This deity's actions are none of your Cang Clan's concern. Just stay hidden and obediently crawl back into your shells."

The doomsday lord, transmitting divine thoughts back, is indeed domineering.

"Apocalypse Lord, you..."

"You may know, my Cang Clan, are the offspring of the Heaven's Mandate, and..."

"Heh… what of Heaven's offspring, what then of true Heavenly Dao"

"This is just the heavenly way of the Immortal Realm, not the will of Heaven that rules over all. You are nothing but a pack of sycophants who flaunt their power."

The doomsday master let out a disdainful sneer.

The Facing Wall of the Cang Clan fell silent.

Whether it was because I was angered or truly helpless.

It's not that the Cang clan doesn't have the foundation to fight against the Lord of the Apocalypse.

They simply didn't want to pay the price of making an enemy of such a powerful and terrifying foe.

And the Immortal Court, held the same thought.

It is precisely because of this kind of thinking that the doomsday master can be so rampant.

Otherwise, all the forces of the fairy realm, the Fairy Court, the Underworld, the Cang Clan, and the Ancient Imperial Clan, would join forces.

Even a powerful, boundless Overlord of the apocalypse would have to be wary.

But human nature is such that everyone has their own selfish desires.

Even a place like the underworld, which is thinking about how to benefit from this situation, couldn't possibly come out to oppose the Master of the Apocalypse.

So far, only Jun Xiaoyao and others are still struggling.

"This can't go on, the Immortal Realm will suffer immense losses."

The True Spirit of the Eastern Hua Emperor says.

He was once the master of the ancient Xian Ting, and also the ruler who commanded the fairy realm.

Now, looking at the devastated fairy realm, filled with grief and sorrow, there is a faint emotion in Dong Hua Di Jun's eyes.

"Senior, you..."

Jun Xiaoyao and others had a meal.

"I wonder if, even giving my all, I could wound him."

As soon as Dong Hua Di Jun spoke, his whole body started burning with power, boiling over.

For a moment, it seemed as if a fleeting aura of mythical power swept across the vast expanse!

Even the crimson poisonous mist was scattered by a large area!

"Oh"

The Apocalypse Master, his eyes hidden beneath a veil of crimson mist, fixed upon the Eastern Emperor.

"Father!"

Upon seeing this, the fairy realm...

YUAN CHE let out a cry, tears welling up in the exquisite face of the young maiden.

She slumbered for countless epochs, separated from her father by vast stretches of time.

To see the Eastern Hua Emperor again, is her fortune.

Now, her father, was about to disappear again.

"Yuan Che, my foolish daughter, this is merely a true spirit. To sacrifice it is but a small thing."

"From now on, you'll have to rely on yourself more."

"And remember, go after your own happiness."

The Eastern Hua Emperor is smiling.

He was burning himself, sacrificing this true spirit.

... thereby unleashing a strike imbued with the true might of the legendary power belonging to the Eastern Hua Emperor! ...

"And you, do not disappoint my daughter, or else, you will face the consequences."

The Eastern Hua Emperor again addressed Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao was silent at this moment.

The Eastern Hua Emperor burned himself, intending to strike the final lord of the apocalypse.

He simply couldn't find the words to argue back at this moment, so he could only nod silently.

Dong Hua Di Jun smiled, finally at peace.

He was engulfed in the flames of divine law.

Behind him, a vast and ancient architectural complex seemed to emerge, like a celestial palace or the divine court of the nine heavens.

It was once, the magnificent and boundless Ancient Immortal Court!

"My Lord Emperor!"

In the fairy realm, veteran warriors from ancient celestial courts had tears welling up in their eyes.

This is the once glorious ancient Immortal Court!

The glory of that past life, the magnificence of that era, all come rushing back to me in this moment!

"I, the last lord of the ancient celestial court, the Eastern Emperor Jun, hereby decree that all generals of the ancient celestial court shall protect the fairy realm!"

The Eastern Hua Emperor's voice boomed, resonating across the heavens and earth.

"We obey!"

The ancient immortal court's generals, all knelt down!

The Four Empresses—Ziwei, Gouchen, Yuansheng, and Houtu—also bowed in greeting.

"Farewell to Your Majesty!"

Boom!

As the resounding voice echoed throughout...

The Eastern Hua Emperor, bearing the once magnificent ancient immortal court, attacked the master of the apocalypse with a single strike.

And this move, is truly, possessing mythical-level power!

...equivalent to the true form of the Eastern Hua Emperor, a move he unleashed!...

This move was like a planet falling, crashing down on the Lord of the Apocalypse.

An unparalleled collision erupted, scattering crimson blood mist over a wide area.

A sound was heard.

That was the sound of footsteps, walking on air.

"The Endbringer was knocked back, staggering several steps!"

Jun Xiaoyao and others, their eyes solemn, then looked around.

The true spirit of Donghua Emperor, burning all power, erupts in a mythical move.

The apocalyptic master's blood mist around him dissipated, and he was shaken back by the force.

and as the blood mist dissipated.

The shadowy figure who has always lurked behind the scenes of history, is finally revealing his true form.

and at this sight, everyone was filled with terror.

A chill ran down my spine, emanating from my very marrow and rising straight to my throat.It was his younger sister, Huo Ling, whose fame had spread far and wide throughout the northern wilderness.And at this moment, in the starry sky, nine divine birds imbued with the bloodline of the Pho...