Chapter 115: Going All Out
"Pff!"
Blood splattered in the air.
The Ruthless Emperor's right shoulder was pierced by a sword, yet her body didn't retreat an inch. Instead, she spun through the void beneath her feet and lunged forward. While the white-haired elder was still caught off guard, she struck a palm against his chest, completely ignoring the sword light ravaging her body.
"You..."
The white-haired elder cried out in terror. He hadn't expected the Ruthless Emperor to forgo evasion and instead press in close, attacking with such savage decisiveness. Just as he opened his mouth, her eyes—beneath the cold mask—flashed with divine light that pierced directly into his soul.
His body trembled. When he regained his senses, he felt an overwhelming suction erupt from his chest. Alarmed, he tried to flee, but the Ruthless Emperor held him fast, locking him in place.
"Now!"
Seeing this, the other three elders exchanged dark glances. They had long heard of this demoness's ruthless infamy—now they saw it firsthand.
Her right arm was being disintegrated by the sword light, divine brilliance still tearing apart her flesh. Yet she remained indifferent, as if that arm weren't even her own.
Her Heaven Devouring Demonic Art was running at full capacity. Divine light surged within her, and the gray currents flowing from her left palm devoured everything in their path.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Just then, the three elders' attacks descended. Countless rifts tore through the void, divine power surged like a boundless sea. Threads of the Great Dao interwove, forming Dao Artifacts like cauldrons, axes, and halberds. Golden halos flowed like liquid light.
The Ruthless Emperor frowned slightly. Her expression shifted, and she coughed up a mouthful of five-colored blood. Like divine blossoms blooming, it radiated a bewitching luster. The blood brimmed with divine force and wove into a net of Dao runes, rushing to meet the falling attacks.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
A terrifying pressure crashed down. Divine light flowed like a deluge, crushing heaven and earth. Mountains collapsed as if the apocalypse had arrived. The entire Qingshan Mountains was crumbling, dust erupting skyward—a cataclysmic scene.
The Ruthless Emperor pushed her Heaven Devouring Demonic Art to the limit. In an instant, the white-haired elder she held was devoured and perished. With a flash of divine light in her hand, his corpse was flung away. She raised her Immortal Sword, divine light blazing, slashing out a radiant sword beam that tore apart the sky and shattered the void.
Flesh twitched on her ruined right arm as bones crackled and regenerated. The immense life essence taken from the elder poured into her like a flood, instantly regrowing her severed limb as if it had never been injured.
"Zheng!"
The sword resonated with the heavens, the sound deafening like a boundless ocean. Sword light surged skyward, illuminating all creation.
Each step she took left behind divine marks, inscribing the path of the Dao. Her aura soared once more.
"Not good—she's carving Dao Runes!"
One of the white-haired elders shouted, immediately unlocking his own seal. Vast essence flooded into him as a long-dormant Heavenly Fragrance Cauldron flew from his body.
The other two elders, seeing the situation, had no choice but to go all out. The Ruthless Emperor's tenacity left them deeply troubled.
A long spear. A jade slip. Both emerged, unleashing devastating attacks that shattered the net of Dao runes and extinguished the oncoming sword beams.
Then, three divine lights surged upward, triggering the laws of heaven. Dao traces etched the air as golden radiance surged like rivers, engulfing the heavens.
The Ruthless Emperor stood tall, sword in hand. Sword aura swept across the battlefield—cold, sharp, and endless. Sword light pierced the sky and flooded the world in its brilliance.
"Boom! Boom! Boom..."
She fought alone against the three elders, every strike leaving the sky stained with blood. The elders, burning their life essence without hesitation, were determined to kill her here and now.
"Whoosh!"
In this Immortal Platform Realm battle, time seemed to stand still—yet it all happened in an instant.
Elsewhere, having just slain the white-haired elder, Chen Xiaoming rushed to the scene, only to witness the Ruthless Emperor gravely wounded under the joint assault.
His heart clenched. His golden divine fruit glowed faintly as space warped and shattered. He struck with a single punch—its roar like a tsunami, each wave louder than the last, crashing through the sky.
Six radiant lights fused into one, engraved with the Dao. The punch shattered space as it flew toward the enemy.
"Defend!"
The elder furrowed his brow, channeling divine light into the cauldron. It trembled, summoning a phantom mountain range from the void. Endless divine light radiated as the mountains bore down on the incoming fist.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Mountains shattered. Divine fist light erupted. Space collapsed. Yet Chen Xiaoming pressed forward, fists flying with unstoppable might.
"Pff!"
Amidst the chaos, a long spear once again pierced the Ruthless Emperor's abdomen. She spat blood, her pristine robes stained crimson. Her breath weakened, her body faltered—yet she rose again.
In that instant, Chen Xiaoming's heart quivered. As the jade slip unleashed its divine might to erase her life force, his eyes turned blood-red.
He could no longer suppress the power of his bloodline.
What bloodline damage? What lasting effects? What dispersal of origin power?
At this moment—seeing the Ruthless Emperor nearly fall—he cast it all aside.
Silver light erupted, blanketing ten thousand miles of sky. He vanished in a flash, reappearing beside the Ruthless Emperor.
With one arm, he embraced her slender waist. With the other, he tapped the falling jade slip.
"Break!"
Silver light sliced through space. The order of the Dao rippled like a meteor streaking across the heavens—obliterating the jade slip in an instant.
"Impossible! He's recovered his strength!"
The white-haired elder's eyes widened in fear. His treasure destroyed, he began retreating, hoping to flee.
"Hmph."
With a cold snort, silver light pierced the elder's forehead silently. In the next breath, his body was annihilated, his soul dissipating into the void.
"Not good—run!"
The remaining two turned pale. Seeing their comrade slain in a single blow, they fled without hesitation.
"Escape? Too late."
The voice, cold and lifeless like a whisper from Ninth Nether Hell, rang out.
Two streaks of silver light once again split the void. In the next moment, under their horrified gazes, their lives were extinguished.
Just a few old relics—not even God Kings. How could they survive a full-strength Chen Xiaoming?
He gazed down at the wounded Ruthless Emperor, pain and regret clouding his eyes. With divine light flowing from his palm, he gripped the spear and yanked it free—blood gushed. He tapped a single finger, and silver light sealed the surrounding space.
Endless sorrow turned into boundless killing intent. All the spiritual essence in a radius of ten thousand miles surged wildly toward him, engulfing him like a tidal wave.
Cradling the barely breathing Ruthless Emperor, Chen Xiaoming gathered his own life force and gently kissed her bloodied lips, injecting all his essence into her body.
"From this day forth, I will let no one hurt you again."
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