Chapter 279 Huo Yuhao: The Primordial Immortal Court is finished...
Inside the Elder Hall, no one could answer Qian Daoliu's question.
Because in everyone's eyes, this is a dead end.
A dead end with no solution.
"Xue'er, you must survive..."
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Meanwhile, in the Douluo Continent.
The core of the Starry Sky Forest is the Lake of Life.
The once calm lake surface was now rippling due to the terrifying scene in the sky.
Beside the lake, a group of super ferocious beasts from the Star Dou Great Forest stared intently at the light screen, the atmosphere so oppressive it seemed as if water would freeze.
"It's over, it's really over now!"
The burly bear collapsed onto the grass by the lake, its enormous eyes filled with unprecedented despair.
Looking at the four laws of heaven and earth that completely sealed off the four directions of the Primordial Immortal Court in the sky, he felt a chill run up his feet and straight to the top of his head.
"Four! Those are four ancient monsters at the Celestial King level!"
Xiong Jun's voice trembled as he turned to look at Di Tian, whose face was equally ashen, and shouted gruffly:
"Boss Di Tian, didn't you just say that the Primordial Immortal Court has a deep foundation and is absolutely safe?"
"And now?"
"Four of them came to our doorstep! And the Primordial Immortal Lord and the other two couldn't even move. This is a complete one-sided massacre!"
Hearing Xiong Jun's complaints, Wan Yao Wang also sighed, his long, withered hair falling limply over his shoulders.
"I told you so long ago."
The Demon King shook his head, his tone filled with bitterness and helplessness:
"To defy fate and forcibly revive a piece of dead wood is a thing that goes against common sense."
"Now look what's happened. Not only has it attracted the backlash of the laws of heaven and earth, but it has also drawn all those envious enemies from outside."
At this point, the Demon King also stretched out his withered finger and pointed to the crumbling protective formation of the Primordial Immortal Court in the light screen.
"No matter how sturdy that formation is, how long can it withstand the relentless bombardment of four experts of the same level?"
"Half an hour? Or the time it takes for an incense stick to burn?"
"Once the formation breaks, the people inside will probably not even be left with a complete corpse!"
Upon hearing this, the Emerald Swan Brigitte immediately covered her mouth, her eyes reddened, and large tears fell directly down her cheeks.
She didn't look at the four terrifying Immortal Kings, nor at the Primordial Immortal Lord struggling beside the Immortal Pool of Creation. Instead, she fixed her gaze on the corner of the light screen.
That place was a plaza in the Primordial Celestial Court.
Before the long, white jade staircase, a figure with stunningly beautiful long silver hair and a graceful figure knelt quietly.
It was none other than their master of the Star Dou Great Forest, the Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena!
At this time, Gu Yuena wasn't even a formal disciple of the Primordial Immortal Court.
She had been kneeling on those white jade steps for a long time in order to become the disciple of the Primordial Immortal Lord.
"My lord..."
Brigitte wept uncontrollably, her hands clenched tightly against her chest, her heart aching as if it were about to break.
"For the future of our soul beast race, our lord set aside all dignity and knelt down to beg for a master."
"But now she hasn't even seen the Immortal Lord's face, and she's going to be buried with the Primordial Immortal Court?"
"Why is God so cruel to our soul beast race?!"
Looking at the silver figure kneeling in the howling wind on the light screen, appearing incredibly frail.
Even the usually composed Beast God Di Tian clenched his fists, his heart filled with extreme distress.
He was unwilling to accept it!
He was truly unwilling to accept it!
Their soul beast race had been suppressed by the God Realm for countless epochs in the Douluo Continent. They finally saw a glimmer of hope, hoping that their lord could rise in a higher-dimensional world.
But who could have imagined that this hope, which had just been ignited, would be ruthlessly extinguished by four unreasonable and terrifying immortal kings!
"If...if I could get there..."
Di Tian gritted his teeth and couldn't help but mutter aloud.
But he knew better than anyone that even if he did cross over, on a battlefield at the level of a Celestial King, his proud eight hundred thousand years of cultivation wouldn't even be enough to withstand a single cold snort from the opponent.
"It's all up to fate."
"We can only pray that the formation of the Primordial Celestial Court can hold out a little longer, and that the Celestial Lord can create a miracle."
"Otherwise, my lord, I'm afraid she will never come back."
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Meanwhile, in the world ten thousand years after Douluo Continent.
Shrek Academy, Sea God Pavilion.
The golden tree emitted a soft glow, enveloping the ancient pavilion.
The Sea God Pavilion Master, Dragon God Douluo Mu En, was lying weakly on that large recliner.
His face, covered with age spots, showed a mixture of awe and regret, though also a hint of shock at the power of higher dimensions.
Beside Mu En, Huo Yuhao stood respectfully, his clear eyes fixed on the light screen in mid-air.
"well..."
Mu En sighed softly, his somewhat cloudy gaze sweeping over the four terrifying figures outside the Primordial Immortal Court, and shook his head slightly.
"What a pity."
"Such a flourishing lineage, with such exceptionally talented experts, is destined to be destroyed today."
Hearing Mu En's sigh, Huo Yuhao was slightly taken aback and asked, somewhat puzzled:
"Ancestor, are you saying that the Primordial Immortal Court is doomed to lose today?"
"But doesn't their Celestial Court also have three Celestial King-level powerhouses?"
"Is there absolutely no hope of turning things around?"
In Huo Yuhao's relatively simple understanding, although three people fighting four people was at a disadvantage, if they fought to the death, they shouldn't be completely powerless to fight back.
Hearing Huo Yuhao's question, Mu En gave a wry smile.
He stretched out his withered finger, pointed at the light screen, and began to analyze it for Huo Yuhao in the most easily understood way in their Douluo Continent.
"Yuhao, you don't understand."
Moon's tone carried a hint of seasoned experience and certainty:
"In battles of this level, the difference in numbers is extremely fatal."
"If you think of them as the titled Douluo of our Douluo Continent, you'll understand."
At this point, Moon paused, then continued:
"This is like four level 99 Limit Douluos coming from outside."
"Moreover, all four Limit Douluos have released their Martial Soul True Forms, and they are all armed with the top-level level nine fixed-position soul guidance cannons, exuding a murderous aura."
"And what about inside the Primordial Celestial Court?"
Mu En pointed to the three Primordial Immortals who were channeling their essence into the willow tree through the light screen, and shook his head:
"Although there are three Limit Douluo at level 99 inside."
"But now, in order to revive a plant spirit beast, they have not only exhausted most of their own spirit power, but they have also been locked in place by some extremely complex spirit fusion technique, and they can't even move their feet!"
(End of chapter)