bioinnovel Chapter 729 The Death of the Emperor?
Chapter 729 The Death of the Emperor?
In this desolate cosmic wasteland, littered with countless remnants of stars, an eerie silence descends.
The Emperor's pupils contracted to the size of pinpoints in that instant.
As the mastermind who once stood at the pinnacle of the heavens and earth, regarding billions of living beings as insignificant ants on a chessboard, his perception of danger had long surpassed the instincts of living beings, reaching a level close to the "Tao".
At this moment, although the white-robed youth behind him had stopped chasing and even sheathed the silver longsword that had caused him so much suffering, the Emperor's unease did not lessen at all. Instead, it surged like a flood, almost overwhelming his reason.
Something's not right! Something's definitely not right!
At this moment, the Emperor's body trembled uncontrollably, and every cell and every drop of golden primordial blood was sending a frantic signal to his soul.
Escape! Escape at all costs! Use every last card you have to escape!
Without the slightest hesitation, the Emperor didn't even have the courage to look back once more.
"Great Void Annihilation Escape!"
The cosmic void before him collapsed like fragile glass, revealing a dark and deep black hole leading to an unknown dimension.
This was not ordinary space travel, but rather a direct tearing apart of the surface laws of the universe, escaping into the deepest layers of space, into the void that even supreme beings dare not easily venture into.
Once someone can step inside, even a true emperor would find it difficult to lock onto their aura in a short period of time.
However, just as the Emperor had stepped one foot into that void black hole, and a ferocious look of joy appeared on his face as he was about to escape death.
The young man in white, who had been standing quietly in the distance, finally moved.
He made a move that left the Emperor utterly astonished and surprised.
The young man in white did not point his sword at the fleeing Emperor, nor did he unleash any earth-shattering locking technique.
He simply raised the silver longsword in his hand slowly, and then, seemingly casually, slashed down at a desolate starry sky beside him—a place devoid of any life, not even a single meteorite.
This sword strike had no dazzling sword light, no sword energy that could tear apart galaxies, and didn't even cause the slightest spatial fluctuation.
It was unremarkable, like a child in the mortal world who had just learned to wield a sword and casually waved it at the air.
But the moment he saw this action, the Emperor's heart felt as if it had been gripped tightly by an invisible, ancient beast.
The alarm bells in his heart no longer rang, but exploded directly in his sea of consciousness, turning into endless roars.
An unprecedented shadow of death instantly enveloped his entire soul.
He didn't understand why the other party was swinging their sword at the void, but his innate fighting instinct told him that this sword was aimed at him!
Moreover, they came with an absolute killing intent!
"No! Open! Open! Open!"
The Emperor was burning everything he had, pushing the power of his Chaos Holy Body to its limit, trying to squeeze his body completely into the dark void as quickly as possible, attempting to use the intricate spatial turbulence to isolate himself from any possible attacks.
But it was all too late.
Or rather, from the moment the young man in white swung his sword, the concepts of time and space lost their meaning.
"Buzz—"
A faint yet clear sword cry did not echo in the starry sky, but rather rang out abruptly deep within the Emperor's soul, in the center of his sea of consciousness.
The next instant, the Emperor's body, which was frantically fleeing into the void, suddenly froze.
His eyes, filled with terror, madness, and resentment, were wide open, and deep within his pupils was reflected a light that should never have existed.
It was a silvery-white sword light.
It has no trajectory, no speed, and no process of flying in from afar.
It was as if it had always been growing inside the Emperor's body, only to finally emerge from its cocoon at this moment.
This lofty silver sword light, imbued with an unparalleled will to destroy, appeared out of thin air directly in the center of his brow, the very spot where a cultivator's most vulnerable consciousness resides!
"laugh--"
A very faint, yet somewhat chilling tearing sound rang out.
The silver-white sword light effortlessly pierced the Emperor's brow.
It encountered no obstacles, because at that moment, the defensive mechanism that the Emperor was so proud of between his brows, his indestructible skull, and his flesh flowing with chaotic light, were reduced to nothingness the instant they came into contact with the sword light, under the judgment of some higher-dimensional rules.
"This...how is this possible..."
In that extremely brief fraction of a second before the flame of life was about to be completely extinguished, only this utterly absurd thought remained in the Emperor's mind.
He's an emperor!
He is an unparalleled being who has controlled the endless years of the nine heavens and ten earths and has laid out plans for tens of millions of years in the long river of time!
Once his divine sense is fully activated, it is enough to cover the endless star field. No matter how small the energy fluctuation or any hidden killing intent, it will not escape his perception.
But what about this sword light? How did it get so close?
Why did he only realize what was happening after the sword light had already pierced his brow and shattered his soul's defenses?
No, he didn't even have a reaction process; he just "saw" the result.
It was as if this sword light had transcended the ironclad law of cause and effect, forcibly inserting the outcome of "being stabbed" into his life trajectory.
He had clearly taken all precautions, he had clearly escaped into the deepest void, and the opponent's sword was clearly aimed at an unrelated empty space!
Why... was it me who died?
The Emperor will never understand this question.
The silvery-white sword light exploded the moment it pierced his brow.
It was a destructive sword intent that was pure to the extreme, without any impurities from any other laws.
"boom!"
Deep within the Emperor's sea of consciousness, a terrifying storm suddenly arose.
His divine soul, condensed over millions of years, shattered amidst the dazzling silver light, transforming into a shower of soul light that drifted across the sky.
With the annihilation of his divine soul, the Emperor's perfect Chaos Sacred Body, which could be considered one of the strongest sacred bodies in the world, also came to an end.
Starting from his brow, silvery-white cracks spread wildly across his entire body.
That indestructible golden body, that chaotic blood flowing with immense power, that strong bone structure flashing with Dao runes, all rapidly crumbled under this irresistible force of rules.
The Emperor's body was like an ancient painting that had been weathered by time for millions of years, turning into the finest dust bit by bit in the void.
Golden light and silver sword energy intertwined, blooming in this desolate edge of the universe, creating the last and most dazzling fireworks display of his life.
In just a few breaths, the once invincible Emperor, the eternal black hand that struck fear into the hearts of countless peerless geniuses, vanished completely from this starry sky, leaving not even a trace of his life.
His body, his soul, and his Dao laws were all completely erased from this world by that sword.