The saints fighting on the front lines first fell silent, then erupted with high spirits.
No wonder he's revered as Saint Chen. Facing the proposal of coexistence from the Second Tier Emperor, he could still utter such powerful words, vowing to slay the Second Tier Emperor!
The imperial capital directly punched the air, excitedly exclaiming,
"Damn, that's my Chen Ge, I've always believed in you!"
Inspired by Chen Xia's words, the saints' fighting spirit soared even higher, and their divine techniques became slightly more powerful.
Emperor Void Light's expression darkened slightly. He extended his transparent, slender fingers into the air and coldly declared,
"I find it inappropriate for a Great Saint of Four Dao to speak such words."
With a sudden swipe of his finger, the space where Chen Xia stood directly fractured, intent on shredding his body!
Clang!
A loud clang resounded.
A divine sword appeared before Chen Xia, blocking Emperor Void Light's technique. His gray-white eyes flashed, and the River of Time flowed within them.
He had already appeared behind Emperor Void Light, the divine sword already drawn, its light exceptionally bright.
The space where Emperor Void Light stood rippled like water, his figure shimmering before reappearing at the other end of the dark space.
"I said it before, my Second Tier Dao is no less than yours," Emperor Void Light laughed arrogantly, his fingers lightly flicking again.
The space where Chen Xia stood continued to crumble, his figure also turning into ripples, even more profound than Emperor Void Light's, as he directly hid within the River of Time.
For a moment, neither could gain the upper hand.
Both were quite monstrous.
Emperor Void Light's fingers suddenly paused. He placed his index finger on his forehead, his sharp eyes flashing like piercing needles, emitting a dazzling light like the sun, filled with killing intent as he coldly declared,
"Slay!"
The entire space was instantly filled with light, countless piercing needles within, each carrying a killing intent that could slay a saint.
The saints watching outside began to worry for Chen Xia, and Chi Yu even pushed away the Great Saint remnant he was fighting with, ready to rush in to help Chen Xia.
But before he could arrive,
Sword light rose first. Not just one flying sword, but countless sword images materialized out of thin air, surrounding Chen Xia, blocking the piercing needles and clearing a path for him.
The green robe swayed slightly.
Chen Xia's divine sword was already at Emperor Void Light's neck, a trace of blood visible, but a sense of emptiness quickly came from his hand.
Emperor Void Light's figure appeared at the other end again, flicking away the incoming sword light, clutching his bleeding neck, and glaring darkly at Chen Xia.
The River of Time and the sword were indeed troublesome.
One had an unpredictable technique, the other possessed the strongest killing power in the world.
And the cultivation level was off—this wasn't a Great Saint of Four Dao.
Emperor Void Light narrowed his eyes, sizing up Chen Xia before asking again,
A Regent Emperor?
"Smart. Have another sword."
A whooshing sound.
The divine sword wrapped in three million sword qi slashed forward, even tearing some space along the way.
Emperor Void Light didn't dare to withstand it head-on. His eyes flashed, light and void simultaneously blocking in front, barely stopping the sword, but he didn't have time to catch his breath.
Because Chen Xia had already extended his other hand.
Piercing through the needles and void, his green robe sleeves disintegrated, his arm instantly covered in countless bloody wounds, the deepest showing bone.
But Chen Xia showed no hesitation. The intense gray-white color condensed on his palm, directly grabbing Emperor Void Light's head!
Emperor Void Light's body rippled again, but no matter how he tried, he couldn't escape.
Chen Xia chuckled and said, "The future you is already here now, so how can you escape?"
He used the sword to brutally break through a bit of the void needles, his right hand holding the sword, piercing through the void needles together, both sleeves disintegrated, blood flowing, but the sword in his hand was extremely steady, stabbing towards the hand holding Emperor Void Light.
He intended to directly sever Emperor Void Light's divine sense!
The divine sword was sharp, like cutting through tofu, first piercing his own hand, then piercing through Emperor Void Light's skull!
The scene fell silent.
Chen Xia's arm was bleeding, his palm pierced by the divine sword, bones severed.
But Emperor Void Light was in even worse shape, his skull completely pierced.
After three breaths,
Emperor Void Light let out a miserable howl, repeatedly shouting,
"You deserve to die, you deserve to die, you deserve to die!"
His transparent body was stained red with his own blood, writhing continuously, and the dark space began to shrink rapidly.
"Stop screaming," Chen Xia calmly said, pulling out the divine sword, then emotionlessly stabbing it into Emperor Void Light's neck.
More blood splattered.
Emperor Void Light howled in agony, his voice filled with resentment,
"I'll make you die too, I'll make you accompany the burial, you have to die!"
His blood suddenly ignited, his eyes' light rapidly extinguished, and the dark space instantly shrank to the size of a few people.
He intended to collapse this space, taking Chen Xia along to oblivion.
Chen Xia calmly raised his sword, directly beheading Emperor Void Light with a single slash, holding his head, looking at the space now reduced to the size of one person, not hurrying, and mentally transmitting,
"Bro, save me."
This was his hidden Fifth Dao.
The Dao of Calling for Help!
In the Great Death Realm,
The Heart Demon nodded.
Chen Xia's eyes flashed with crimson, his pierced palm extended, directly grabbing the shrinking space.
With a forceful squeeze,
Snap!
The dark space shattered like glass.
Emperor Void Light's eyes' light completely extinguished.
Dead.
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