The golden arrow flew through the void, and the twelve rules turned into a destructive force that shot towards Shenghua. The entire process seemed slow, and every minute and every second was torture for everyone. However, this flying arrow gave off the feeling that it ignored space and distance, and moved towards Shenghua as if it was teleporting.
That was Xiao Han's rule, spatial teleportation.
In addition, there was an endless sharp light at the front of the arrow that could pierce through everything. It was Shou Wuque's rule of swordsmanship.
Ye Shuihan, Tsiogua, Sea Sand, Qin Hao, and Chen Wanqin had all integrated their rules into the arrow. This attack had both the roaring of the sea and the endless power, as well as the overbearing power that could destroy all things. It could be said that it truly reflected the strongest advantage of the twelve people.
Life or death, it all depended on this arrow!
Shenghua stared ahead, quietly watching the arrow fly over. His eyes reflected the light that was getting closer and closer.
Although this attack had gathered the rules of the twelve people, and many advantages as one, its power was extremely great.
Moreover, the battle suits could resonate with each other, imperceptibly increasing the power by a large margin. Even a Great Emperor would have to take this arrow seriously.
However, it was still not enough for Shenghua.
This was no longer something that could be made up for by numbers. The gap between their realms had caused a serious imbalance. The difference in cultivation was too great, and there was no suspense. Even with the twelve rules, it was impossible to shake him.
Shenghua clearly knew this, but he still felt a trace of threat from the arrow.
Boom!
In a flash, the arrow pierced through the void and pierced through his body. Shenghua did not block it.
He looked down at himself. In the center of his evil body's heart, there was a fist-sized hole. The wound gave birth to a flame that was raging and burning. It was extremely overbearing. The wound continued to expand, and the wound grew bigger and bigger until it swallowed half of his body.
Pain!
The feeling that came from the depths of his soul spread. It had been too long since he had tasted it. On the day of the destruction of the Divine Palace, even Megrez at his peak cultivation did not give Shenghua such a feeling.
On the contrary, today, in Qin Hao's hands, he experienced pain once again. It was like an ordinary person being cut by a knife. It was real pain.
"Among the twelve people, one of their laws is capable of directly destroying my origin."
Shenghua lowered his head and watched the injury spread. The pain in his soul gave him a sense of pleasure. He was a little excited.
He could feel that the arrow contained some kind of power that could cause real harm to his Evil Body. It was a kind of fundamental damage.
This proved that there was someone in the world who could truly threaten him. There were still some flaws in his strength.
"It's a pity that it's still too weak. I might as well use it to strengthen myself."
Shenghua's evil eyes widened, his face full of greed.
If he refined the power that hurt him, would it prove that he was the perfect Wuque, comparable to the Way of the Heavens?
Boom!
Endless evil power erupted. In the void, groups of evil spirits pounced on Shenghua crazily. They merged into his body and healed his injuries.
The hole in his heart was gradually mended. What surprised Shenghua even more was that the healing speed of the wound was much slower than usual. It proved that the arrow carried some kind of power that had the effect of suppressing his evil power.
How could this not make him excited?
After refining those twelve people, he could cast the most perfect Evil Body, replace the Way of the Heavens, and become a true god.
"Destroy."
In the blink of an eye, Shenghua, who had half of his body destroyed, was restored to its original state. Monstrous evil thoughts rushed forward. His will shrouded the void. It was as if an evil house had descended above Qin Hao and the others. Endless evil power strangled down. The void shook, and the Great Path wailed.
At this moment, Qin Hao and the others felt a stormy attack crushing them. Waves of terrible power directly penetrated their armor and penetrated their meridians and internal organs. The people below saw that the twelve people were wrapped in dense evil light. Tragic cries rang out. The shadows of Horizontal, Pisces, Lion, Scorpio, and others that appeared in the sky all collapsed and dissipated.
With one blow, Shenghua had destroyed the power of the Twelve Palaces.
It was over. It was completely over. As the bodies in broken battle suits continued to fall from the sky, the survivors lost their last glimmer of hope.
What awaited them next would be eternal damnation.
"Wah."
Ning Tianxing spat out blood. He could no longer feel the existence of his limbs. His spiritual soul seemed to have been shattered into thousands of pieces.
If he hadn't activated the Nine-tailed Phantom Fox at the critical moment to block the killing force for everyone, the twelve people would have become corpses at this moment.
Even so, the power of his Phantom Fox was completely defeated. They had completely lost the ability to resist.
Before coming, Ning Tianxing didn't believe it. He wanted to break the curse and become the creator of miracles.
However, when he faced Shenghua, there was only endless despair left in his heart.
Was he unwilling?
Of course not.
He hadn't become a peerless Great Emperor. He hadn't expanded his territory and led the Ning Clan to the top of the continent. How could Crown Prince Ning Wu accept dying in the hands of others without leaving behind his spiritual soul?
"At this time, I don't believe that you don't have a trump card."
Ning Tianxing spat out blood and roared crazily. Then, a dazzling golden light flew out from his falling body and blasted toward Shenghua like a meteor.
The Primeval Dipper, an Emperor-level magic item of the third branch of the Ning Clan, was a treasure. It was infinitely mysterious and could contain all the treasures in the world. It was said that once the golden light came out, it would be difficult to escape.
"Grandmaster, please."
Ning Tianxing let out a last cry for survival in despair.
Buzz!
The Primeval Dipper flew out and a white-haired old man walked out of the light. He was the leader of the third branch of the Ning Clan. His status was on par with Ning Cangsong, the Grandmaster of the Ning Wu Empire. He was also a peerless powerhouse who had stepped into the second stage of the Emperor's Way.
"Grandmaster, please."
Zhou Wudao spat out blood and at the same time cried for help. Accompanied by his cry, a huge brush whizzed out of his body and turned into a majestic figure.
It was the Grandmaster of the Great Zhou Empire, one of the main culprits who once killed Qin Hao in the Valley of the Gods, Zhou Wendi.
Zhou Wendi had also stepped into the second stage of the Emperor's Way, but the aura on his body was stronger than that of the Ning family's Grandmaster.
"Grandmaster, please."
"Grandmaster, please."
"Grandmaster, please."
"Grandmaster, please."
A series of heart-wrenching cries rang through the sky.
Those who dared to participate in the Divine Palace's Sign were all from powerful families.
Their families had existed for countless years. Furthermore, the last five hundred or so people who were left were the elites of those who had stepped into the Fallen Emperor Bay's Sign. Their families were even more powerful.
Accompanied by the hoarse cries for help, old figures continued to appear in the void. In an instant, the void was densely packed and there were more than a hundred grandmaster-level powerhouses gathered.
Each of these figures was an Emperor-level existence.
Of course, they were able to appear here out of thin air not because they had come in person, but because their descendants had been branded with Emperor's Will by their family elders before the Sign.
Now, the hundreds of figures in the void were a wisp of Emperor's Will from each family's elders. It was to ensure the safety of their descendants.
Fight!
Fight! Fight! Fight!
Cries for the Grandmasters rose and fell one after another. Some people also took out their family's Emperor's weapons.
Of course, there were also some people who did not prepare their trump cards, such as Qin Hao, Shou Wuque, Xiao Han, and so on.
They came to the Sign to prove their strength. They were also very confident and had absolute pride. They would not rely on their elders.
At this time, the hundreds of figures in the void exuded the aura of the Great Emperors. The Emperor's Light was dazzling, and the Emperor's weapons whistled through the air. Even though it was just a wisp of Emperor's Will, the magnificent scene was enough to make one's blood boil.
It was definitely rare to see a hundred Great Emperors gathered together.
"Who dares to hurt my grandson?"
It was unknown which family's Grandmaster spoke first. The aura of a first-level Great Emperor surrounded him. He was a Dao Proving Emperor.
But soon, the Grandmaster of this family felt that something was wrong. He looked around and saw that the figures of the Great Emperors were everywhere. A few of them had extremely powerful Emperor's Will that far surpassed his own.
Shenghua was also shocked by the scene before him. So many Great Emperors' Wills had descended for no reason.
Then, the hundreds of Great Emperors present panicked. When they felt the evil force emanating from Shenghua, the intensity of the Emperor's Will was like a group of Yuan Masters meeting a Yuan King. The two sides were not on the same level at all.
"My grandson's life is over."
Zhou Wendi sighed. A brush appeared in his hand. He drew a stroke and triggered the Great Dao's Might. A wisp of sharp Emperor's Light appeared in the void and slashed toward Shenghua like a domineering blade.
"Tianxing, run!"
The Grandmaster of Martial Ning's third lineage only had the chance to shout this sentence.
A buzzing sound was heard!
The space was imprisoned by a powerful force. Evil force permeated the air. Before Zhou Wendi could attack, he saw a giant net pressing down. In an instant, hundreds of Great Emperors were entangled in it. They could not resist at all. Shenghua laughed happily. Endless evil force rolled up. His head transformed into a giant skull and swallowed the hundreds of Great Emperors in the net. He did not even chew. As the evil force in his body surged, the hundreds of Great Emperors' Wills were devoured and refined.
In the end, Shenghua spat in disgust. "Inferior."
The Great Emperors of the outside world were naturally not as strong as the cultivators of the Divine Palace. Moreover, they had only descended as a wisp of Will.
"This …" Everyone witnessed all this.
He had swallowed hundreds of Great Emperors in one gulp.
Originally, they had hoped that their Grandmaster could do something, but who would have thought that … they were in despair. They were so desperate that they were numb.
Now, who could stop Shenghua?
"Give up. Become one with me. Only then can you realize the value of your lives."
Shenghua waved his sleeve. A huge storm was born between heaven and earth. The storm swept across the peak and sucked in all the figures on the ground. They fell toward the place where the Sky Reaching Jade Pillar had collapsed.
Now, that place was a bottomless evil den.
Refining living people naturally could not be like refining the obsession of Megrez. If one wanted to completely integrate the will of the living, they had to be completely disintegrated from the root and the spiritual soul.
The evil den was the birthplace of the evil source, and it was also the embryo that provided the power for Shenghua. Only by throwing in the living people present and nurturing them could they achieve the same origin as Shenghua.
Whoosh!
Including Qin Hao, the storm swept across. Everyone on the ground was swept clean and fell into the evil den.
What followed next was true despair.
"Little Brother."
In the void in the distance, Eastern Sky's incorporeal obsession was on the verge of dissipating. He had witnessed the tragedy with his own eyes, but he could no longer do anything.
The tragedy of the Divine Palace had repeated itself.
Back then, he could not stop it. Now, he still could not save Qin Hao.
"Is it painful?"
Shenghua looked coldly at Eastern Sky. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to his original self. He had changed back to the original Shenghua.
But in his cold eyes, there was no trace of pity, only endless joy.
Who said that Eastern Sky was the strongest in the Divine Palace?
He, Shenghua, was the strongest.
"East … Eastern Sky … Myōri, she … is back."
A weak voice came from somewhere. Shi Mu, whose lower body had completely disappeared, tried to float in the direction of Eastern Sky. It was as if he wanted to return to the other party, to return to their original appearance.
But in the end, Shi Mu did not get his wish. His remnant thoughts only floated halfway before completely disappearing.
However, at the same time, an incomparably powerful golden Emperor's Light appeared. The light was so dazzling that it dispersed all the endless evil aura that shrouded Yun Yi Peak. It firmly blocked the top of the evil den and prevented the storm from falling.