“King Biancheng!”
Hattori Hanzo drank out the name of the woman who was blocking his escape with a hint of alarm.
He knew that Byakusho was a master of the same art of trickery, but having never faced him before, he had no idea that Byakusho was no better than him, the Shinobi God of the East, in this art.
“Thousand Body Illusion Walk.”
Without a second thought, Hattori Hanzo transformed into countless illusory shadows and headed in all directions.
Escape, absolutely escape. Leaving a battle would only end in death, fleeing was the only way to have a chance of survival. The King of Byakuren could catch up with him, but the King of Equality was not good at this.
“You won’t be able to escape.”
The Biancheng King’s eyes let out a cold light, and her lotus steps moved lightly, leaving behind a trail of evil ghosts, and suddenly a thousand ghosts transformed, spreading out a path of evil ghosts.
A chase battle began.
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Meanwhile, on the shores of the East China Sea, the army of the East also welcomed their enemy.
The 200,000 troops who had already logged in felt out of control, as if their souls were about to break out of their bodies.
In the next moment, they were proved right, first the lowest-ranking soldiers and then the ordinary foot soldiers.
“How dare you.”
The mountain-like phantasm appeared above the camp and swept his sword across the phantasm of Yan Luo Tian Zi.
“Boom…”
The ferocious sword qi and the ghastly death qi clashed with each other, the two types of qi, which were also the most ferocious and evil, seemed to be incompatible with each other, clashing endlessly.
Yama Luo Tianzi, clad in the robe of the Emperor of All Ghosts and wearing the crown of the Ghost Emperor, and Su Zhan Mingzun, covered in scarlet, both appeared at the same time, manipulating their phantasms to attack again.
“Boom…”
The two Dharma Phantasms clashed with each other like giant gods in mythology, their fists and swords clashing against each other, sending up a monstrous wave of Qi.
“Yan Luo Tian Zi, if you dare to intrude into our army camp at night, leave your life behind.”
As the sun and moon rose, Tianzhao and Yueyangmian transformed into two huge wheels of light and appeared in the sky.
“Holy Inferno Heavenly Shine.”
The sun wheel expands and the Great Sun Ruler appears within, a palm probing out of the sun wheel, and the true fire of the sun, the most rigid and virile, scorches all things.
“Wooooooooo-”
Ten thousand ghosts wailed under the true fire of the sun, and the evil creatures of the yin and evil spirits could be restrained to the extreme when they encountered this Great Sun Buddha.
The Eastern supreme being had come for the purpose of invasion, and naturally they wanted to weaken each other’s battle power to the fullest extent. Tianzhao and Sujang Mingzun surrounded Yan Luo Tianzi alone, completely unconcerned with the so-called pride of the powerful.
With the two of them attacking and Tsukuyomi at his side, Yan Luo Tian Zi was in a precarious position.
“Earth Destroying Thousand Mountains.”
As expected, Mak Cansheng appeared just when Yan Luo Tianzi was in a downward spiral. However, his move was not to save Yan Luo Tianzi, but was aimed directly at the camp below.
The place where the army camp was located split open and countless ghostly shadows emerged from the ground.
“The Great Thousand Sinking.”
The countless ghostly shadows converged into a waterfall and gushed out from the ground, and the roaring ghostly faces instantly occupied the entire sky, making the East Sea look like a ghostly place.
“Wow…”
After the move was made, Yan Luo Tian Zi spat out blood and retreated rapidly away from the enraged three supreme powers of Eastern Japan.
At the cost of a heavy wound to himself, Yan Luo Tian Zi and the shadowy Mak Cang Sheng combined their efforts, causing nine out of the 200,000 troops to land, leaving only ten thousand still alive.
This was not just to break the opponent’s army. The three of them were at their full strength, but Yan Luo was seriously wounded, and it was likely that he and Mu Cang Sheng would lose their lives to bury the army of the East.
If they were to exchange the lives of two of the strongest men for nearly 200,000 troops, Tianzhao would wake up laughing in his sleep.
“Analyse the Soul Dark Art, the soul returns.”
A huge black streamer appeared in the sky, sucking up all of the more than two hundred thousand souls that had died at the hands of Yan Luo Tian Zi.
The Sixth Emperor suddenly appeared and poked his palm into the black streamer, shattering thousands of souls, “Using the souls of this foreign people to speed up the reshaping of Pao-yun’s spiritual consciousness is a good use of the money.”
At this moment, the human emperor’s palm shattered nearly 200,000 souls without changing his face, showing his coldness, not caring at all that these were nearly 200,000 human lives.
The reason for this was because of a “necessity”.
Just as Qing Yu said, the core of the humane will is cold and inhumane, and if it is necessary, it will sacrifice a few to save the majority without hesitation.
And what is called the lesser and the greater part is in fact a measure of value. For a single person of equal value, the side with more is naturally more valuable than the one with less.
In the eyes of the Sixth Emperor at this time, these nearly 200,000 Easterners did not have a single Pao-yun of value.
Of course, this was also a factor that the emperors were all ancestors of the Central Plains and had little to do with the East.
The East is separated from the Central Plains by an ocean, and even the dragon veins that the emperors have set up for transformation can only barely reach the island nation of East Japan.
However, it is also because of this distant relationship that the dragon veins can only barely reach East Japan, which has led to the birth of such a magical beast as the Orochi Snake.
Ahem, enough of this rambling.
With the soul-analysis dark arts left behind by Pao-yun, the spirit consciousness, which was only half reshaped, was quickly perfected and shaped successfully in a short period of time.
Within ten breaths, the spirit consciousness of Pao-Yun, the sixth generation human emperor who had been exterminated by the Blade God and Qing Yu, reappeared.
“Soul, spirit, rise again to overthrow the world.”
In the midst of the ghost-like chanting, the Sixth Human Emperor Pao-Yun once again returned and entered the battle body.
The seven emperors are united.
“Dang…”
The sound of a heartbeat that resembled the striking of a morning bell rang out, bringing with it an invisible sense of wariness.
The Seven Emperors were so strong that even the most powerful did not dare to face them head-on.
But ——
The man in front of him was an aggregation of dragon vein qi, and if he could swallow him – no, even if he just swallowed an average one, he would be able to make his strength soar.
The temptation, it was too great.
The mind of the most powerful is not disturbed by beauty, not moved by finances, but when faced with the refinement of strength, it is more fiery than normal.
The closer one gets to the top, the more one wants to go to the top and have a look, as is the case with Sujen Mingzun and others.
However, the strongest are still the strongest, and although they covet their strength, they are able to stifle their inaction in time.
A man’s heart is not enough to swallow an elephant, and to swallow an elephant with a snake is a death sentence. Even if it is the mythical snake, it is only an ordinary elephant that it swallows.
”Wait a little longer, the time is not yet ripe ——” Sujang Mingzun suppressed the wild fire in his heart and secretly said to himself.
