bioinnovel Chapter 724 You must warmly retain good friends.
Chapter 724 You must warmly retain good friends.
The Emperor stopped his retreat and ceased his escape.
He turned around abruptly, his white robes fluttering in the shattered cosmic winds.
His flawless face was filled with an air of domineering arrogance, and then he raised his right hand.
"Buzz—"
As the Emperor raised his hand, a chaotic law with a hazy gray hue rapidly condensed in his palm.
This chaotic law was so viscous that it was almost tangible. As soon as it appeared, the originally violent spatial turbulence around it was instantly assimilated and devoured, turning into absolute nothingness.
This is the terrifying aspect of the perfect Chaos Saint Body: impervious to all laws and assimilated by all paths.
The Emperor transformed the extremely dense chaotic laws into a gray shield, holding it in front of him, preparing to calmly meet the silver sword light that had crossed time and space.
He had even planned out how cruelly he would obliterate the phantom after blocking the sword, and then grind the exhausted Yan Emperor into dust bit by bit.
However, in this world, there are always things that happen that completely defy common sense and bring those who think they have everything under control to their knees.
Under the Emperor's gaze, filled with absolute confidence, the pure, unadulterated silver-white sword light finally crossed the distant void and struck the gray shield formed from pure chaotic laws.
There was no earth-shattering explosion.
A destructive storm is generated when laws collide with each other.
There wasn't even the slightest sense of stagnation caused by the interaction of energies.
When the Chaos Law in the Emperor's hand, which was said to be immune to all supernatural powers and magic below the Immortal Path, came into contact with that silver sword light, something terrifying happened to him.
That seemingly light silver sword light passed through a layer of ethereal air without being obstructed or assimilated in any way.
It passed right through the very center of that thick, viscous chaotic law so smoothly!
"How is this possible?!"
The Emperor's eyes widened instantly, his eyeballs almost bulging out of their sockets. His usually calm face was now filled with undisguised horror and terror.
His brain completely shut down at that moment.
This scene completely exceeded all the common sense about cultivation he had accumulated over millions of years.
The laws of chaos! That is the origin of all laws!
No matter how sharp the sword energy is, it should be disintegrated instantly once it touches the laws of chaos!
This is an immutable law of the universe!
The opponent clearly did not use any rules of the Immortal Dao domain. The sword light was clearly only attached to the purest and most extreme Human Dao Emperor Sword Law. How could it completely ignore my Chaos Law?
How could it possibly penetrate this supposedly invulnerable absolute defense?
Shouldn't that sword light have been neutralized the moment it made contact?!
Countless "impossibilities" echoed wildly in the Emperor's mind, but the cruel reality left him no time to think or doubt.
In that instant when he was utterly shocked, the silver sword light that pierced through the laws of chaos showed no sign of weakening, and its speed became so fast that even time could not be measured.
"Sizzle—"
A faint, yet incredibly grating, tearing sound of flesh being ripped apart suddenly rang out in the deathly silence of the cosmic wilderness.
The silvery-white sword light, like a cold moonlight, swept directly past the Emperor's raised right arm.
Like a hot knife slicing through butter, it easily severed the Emperor's entire right arm at the root!
"Pfft—!"
Only when the severed arm was thrown hundreds of feet backward by inertia did a stream of golden blood, as hot as golden magma and containing endless power of qi and blood, gush out like a fountain from the Emperor's smooth, mirror-like severed arm wound.
Every drop of golden blood that fell into the void directly smashed and shattered a large area of space. These were terrifying phenomena unique to the Perfect Ancient Sacred Body, but at this moment, these phenomena could only serve as a backdrop to the Emperor's crushing defeat.
The belated, excruciating pain, accompanied by a bone-chilling cold, instantly overwhelmed the Emperor's senses.
He staggered backward several steps, each step creating a huge spatial black hole in the void.
He clutched his severed right shoulder with his only remaining left hand, warm golden blood gushing out from between his fingers, staining his ever-spotless white robes.
The Emperor's face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were filled with disbelief and madness.
He stared intently at the white-clad youth's phantom image not far away, still wielding his sword, his body trembling uncontrollably.
His invincible Chaos Law, which had made him invincible from the start, actually failed completely at this moment, in this crucial life-or-death struggle!
His proud Perfect Ancient Sacred Body, a physical body that was said to be able to leave only a white mark even with the Supreme Emperor Weapon, was as fragile as a thin sheet of paper in front of that strange sword light!
What kind of insane swordsmanship is this? What kind of insane law is this?
However, the white-clad youth who emerged from the river of time would not give this former mastermind any chance to catch his breath or react.
The young man in white still wore that gentle, spring-like smile, yet one that sent chills down one's spine.
He casually twirled the silver longsword in his hand, flicking away non-existent bloodstains from the blade.
The next moment, he took a step forward, his entire body directly traversing the distance of space, like a lingering infection, carrying that silver longsword, and once again charged towards the Emperor!
For the first time in millennia, the shadow of death loomed so clearly and vividly over the Emperor's heart.
Feeling the terrifying sword intent that seemed capable of ignoring all defenses in the world and directly obliterating his very soul, the Emperor no longer cared about the prestige of being the mastermind behind the scenes.
All the pride and confidence in his mind were shattered the moment the severed arm flew up.
"Spatial leap!"
The Emperor frantically made hand seals with his left hand, and an extremely powerful spatial law erupted from his body, instantly folding the space around him countless times.
His figure transformed into a dazzling golden streak of light, piercing through layers of spatial barriers and fleeing madly toward the desolate edge of the universe.
At this moment, he pushed his understanding of the laws of space over millions of years to its limit, hoping to get rid of the eerie young man behind him who was like a death-bringing demon.
"Want to leave? In our time, we'd warmly try to persuade good friends to stay."
Seeing the Emperor escape using the laws of space, the white-robed youth was not discouraged at all; instead, the mockery in his eyes intensified.
He chuckled softly and casually swung the silver longsword in his hand forward.
"Sizzle!"
The spatial barrier that had originally separated the two, and had been folded several times by the Emperor, was easily torn apart by the youth's sword, just like fragile cloth.
The white-clad youth transformed into a pure white streak of light, chasing after the torn spatial passage without hesitation.