Chapter 785
At the same time, the universe had returned to calm.
The clash of the two Creation Saints had come to an end, leaving countless battered and desolate star systems behind.
In fact, many star systems showed no signs of life, with numerous civilizations caught up in the aftermath of this battle, perishing!
It’s easy to imagine that this level of destruction couldn’t even be compared to the Saint Ancestor Realm.
Notably, the encounter between the Lord of the Divine Court and the Nine Nether Lord this time wasn’t like before, where they’d just exchange courteous blows. This time, they seemed to be completely serious, and both sides were left with injuries!
That’s why the scale of the aftermath was so vast!
“Heh, looks like your plan didn’t work out, did it?” The Chaos Emperor spoke with blood at the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of sarcasm and a look of schadenfreude.
“What a bunch of useless fools…” The Yin Emperor spat out blood, his gaze filled with unwillingness and anger.
He couldn’t understand how all the powerful beings from Nine Nether could come out in full force, but still couldn’t capture a single Kunlun Realm?
What was going on?!
“Yin Emperor, just wait in fear from now on. Once I restore my power, I’ll set the final step into motion, and then I’ll escape this world and leave this low-level plane behind!”
“As for your fate, I guarantee it will be miserable, hahahaha…”
The laughter of the Chaos Emperor, filled with triumph, gradually faded away into the vast starry sky.
After the battle, he would hide away to heal and wouldn’t show up again!
At the end of the Divine Court’s throne, no one was present, leaving only a shimmering divine decree!
The Old Celestial Servant trembled as he entered the Great Hall, his face full of reverence as he bent down to extend his hands.
Whoosh, that divine decree seemed to have a life of its own, flying into his hands and gently hovering there.
“What new orders does the Emperor have?” The Old Celestial Servant cautiously opened the decree, and upon seeing the line of text, his expression turned to one of shock, a deep envy and jealousy lighting up his eyes.
“Sigh, that kid must have some kind of good fortune from who knows how many lifetimes to receive such importance from the Emperor.”
After securing the divine decree, the Old Celestial Servant, with a complex mood, quickly set off.
In the Asura Realm’s Royal Palace, Luo Yan stood dejectedly, lacking any energy.
Even after hearing the report, Luo Wuliang still found it utterly absurd, thinking it was pure nonsense.
But the current situation left no room for doubt!
The army that Nine Nether had sent out had gathered top-tier combat power and even the strongest among their ranks, yet they ended up facing utter defeat in the Kunlun Realm.
This was no minor injury; for the various tribes of Nine Nether, it was like a severe wound, showcasing a disastrous decline in combat power and a miserable state of ten tribes suffering!
Because of this, Luo Wuliang felt an inescapable sense of guilt!
“A treasure that can control the flow of time? If that’s true, it would explain the drastic changes in the Kunlun Realm, but why now…”
Luo Wuliang clenched his teeth.
“Father, I’ve disappointed you.” Luo Yan said, his spirit crushed.
Seeing his once-proud eldest son beaten down to the point of doubting his own life, Luo Wuliang felt quite uncomfortable inside.
“Even Luo Xing was killed by that guy named Ye; it seems this person already has the strength to contend with me.”
“If he comes after me, it will definitely be a fierce battle!”
Thinking of Ye Junlin’s threat made Luo Wuliang’s face turn solemn, his heart heavy.
In his view, Ye Junlin was far stronger than Elder Changsheng and was qualified to be his greatest rival!
“Ye Tian Emperor…” Luo Yan’s fists clenched tightly, the unmatched fist light flashing through his mind made him shiver with fear, his hairs standing on end.
At this moment, he couldn’t boast about subduing the Ye Tian Emperor anymore; that absolute confidence had turned into nothing under the reality’s blow.
Defeating that kind of monster?
What a fool’s dream!
A complete fool’s dream!
Hahaha…
Luo Yan let out a self-deprecating laugh, his gaze dimmed.
“Sigh, you can leave now.”
Seeing his eldest son in such a poor state, Luo Wuliang couldn’t bear to criticize him and waved his hand with a sigh.
Luo Yan walked out of the Royal Palace with a heavy heart.
Who would have thought that the once spirited prodigy would be shattered to such a degree now?
“Brother…” Rosa watched the man leave in despair, her heart aching as a sister.
Knowing what had transpired, she didn’t know how to face it all.
She didn’t care about the survival of the Kunlun Realm; what bothered her most was that man. She had thought that once the Kunlun Realm was destroyed, her father and brother would return victorious, bringing that man as a gift for her.
She had even begun to fantasize about how to train that awful guy!
Who would have thought it would end up like this?!
Inside the hall.
The atmosphere was oppressive and strange.
Luo Wuliang knelt on the ground, cold sweat pouring from his forehead, gritting his teeth as he explained the situation to the Yin Emperor,
“My Lord, the situation unfolded this way. This plan has failed, and I bear an unshakable responsibility. Please punish me, my Lord!”
After speaking, he lowered his head, not daring to make a sound.
Time ticked by.
Luo Wuliang struggled to breathe, feeling extremely uneasy, like an ant crawling beneath a dragon’s feet, constantly at risk of being crushed.
After what felt like an eternity…
A hoarse and icy voice finally spoke from above, “I understand; from now on, don’t think about anything else, just guard Nine Nether well.”
Upon hearing this,
Luo Wuliang felt a weight lift from his heart and quickly said, “Thank you for your magnanimity, my Lord! I will do my utmost to guard Nine Nether and prevent the Divine Court from intruding!”
He was surprised that the Nine Nether Lord didn’t blame him; it seemed even the other side felt that the fault wasn’t entirely on him.
“My Lord, about the Kunlun Realm…” Luo Wuliang asked cautiously.
“I will send them to handle it; you needn’t concern yourself.”
After leaving behind this meaningful remark, the pressure above Luo Wuliang vanished without a trace.
“Them? Who are they?”
Luo Wuliang raised his head, a look of suspicion appearing on his rugged face, a faint guess forming in his heart.
In a mysterious space somewhere.
The Yin Emperor coughed up blood, his gray eyes dim and cold.
Damn it, this was an unexpected setback!
Though he had no idea where the time-controlling treasure came from, the rise of the Kunlun Realm had become a fact.
If he didn’t curb it now, there would be no room for maneuvering!
“You all, hurry up and act; if it comes to that, you won’t want to see the outcome.”
The Yin Emperor’s cold voice penetrated the mysterious space, landing in a cave paradise known only to him.
Within the cave paradise, two figures opened their eyes from meditation.
“Hmph, you come to find us after a failed plan? What do you take us for?” One of them said angrily.
“Are we going to reenact the scene from back then?” The other had a complex expression and sighed.
“You have no choice.”
The Yin Emperor sneered.
What the world didn’t know was that these two pieces on the chessboard were his trump card against the Kunlun Realm!