Chapter 307 Immortal Lord VS Azure Emperor, the Heavenly Curtain Connects with the Dou Qi Continent!
Black blood slammed violently against the willow-woven prison, two completely different forces clashing against each other.
The black blood erupted with a corrosive power, attempting to assimilate the willow branches!
However, the origin of the Willow God is the ancestral spirit, representing the purest vitality and purification in the world.
The pure light emanating from the willow branch was not corroded by the dark matter; instead, it transformed into layers of purifying ripples, trapping the drop of black blood in the center and constantly eroding the surrounding dark aura.
Two forces, one black and one green, briefly stalemated in the void.
"This... the essence of this willow tree can actually withstand that level of dark matter?"
The Chaos Immortal King stared at this scene with eyes as wide as copper bells.
Pan Wang was also filled with disbelief.
He could tell that although Liu Shen's realm had not yet reached the legendary Emperor Realm.
However, her understanding of the laws of life subtly transcends the limits of the Immortal King, touching upon a higher level of charm.
This is precisely the principle of mutual restraint!
Taking advantage of the moment when the Willow God used thousands of willow branches to lock away the black blood.
Jiang Chen moved.
He strode into the raging storm, oblivious to the churning and roaring darkness around him.
The moment they came within three feet of Jiang Chen's body, they were instantly dissolved by an invisible layer of primordial primordial energy and returned to nothingness.
Jiang Chen walked step by step to the drop of black blood, which seemed to sense a great threat.
It rampaged wildly within the willow cage, from which an ancient and evil thought even emanated.
That was the spiritual imprint of the Azure Emperor, attempting to invade Jiang Chen's consciousness in return.
"A mere projection mark dares to make a fuss in front of me."
Jiang Chen snorted coldly, then slowly extended his right hand.
Within his palm, a primordial light, even more dazzling and vast than it had been at the Cross Yin-Yang Ground, erupted!
All things begin, and the Great Dao returns to oneness!
Jiang Chen's palm completely ignored the boiling dark matter.
He passed through the Willow God's defensive net and grabbed the drop of jet-black quasi-immortal emperor's blood.
"Sizzle!"
A sickening corrosive sound came from between Jiang Chen's fingers.
The drop of black blood unleashed unprecedented resistance, attempting to forcefully invade Jiang Chen's body through his palm.
But the moment it came into contact with the Primordial Mother Energy, the invincible power of dark assimilation seemed to have met its true nemesis.
Not only did it fail to penetrate even a little, but it was also gradually stripped away by the primordial mother energy.
"Disperse."
Finally, Jiang Chen's eyes sharpened, and his five fingers tightened abruptly.
And just like that, the drop of black blood of the arrogant Quasi-Immortal Emperor, which was suspended in the palm of his hand, was crushed!
The will of the Azure Emperor was also erased!
At the edge of the entire Immortal Realm, the once overwhelming black tsunami, having lost the support of the black blood, instantly collapsed and turned into a torrential downpour, falling back into the Boundary Sea.
The starry sky has regained its light.
...
Meanwhile, in the God Realm Committee of Douluo Continent.
The enormous temple was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. The sea god slumped on his throne, his trident lying long since fallen to the side.
He was panting heavily, cold sweat streaming down his face like a waterfall, soaking most of his magnificent golden armor.
Beside him, the God of Evil was even more exaggerated, almost sliding to the ground, his legs shaking uncontrollably.
The goddess of life reached out and clutched her chest, her beautiful face deathly pale, and she even breathed cautiously.
At the very front of the main hall, the two thrones representing the highest power in the divine realm were empty.
The Asura God was permanently suppressed in the forbidden zone of the lower realm, while the God of Destruction was completely destroyed in an earlier incident, his divine essence shattered into dust.
These few remaining main gods had just witnessed the cataclysmic disaster that could be described as the end of the world.
"It's gone, just like that, it was crushed away..."
Poseidon swallowed hard, his voice dry as if he had been thirsty in the desert for three days and three nights.
He watched the white-clad youth slowly retracting his right hand in the light screen, and the fear in his heart reached an unbearable level.
Even those celestial kings and giants whom they regarded as gods and unapproachable were helpless in the face of that drop of black blood, and were even instantly assimilated into monsters.
But the man known as the Primordial Immortal Lord simply stepped forward and crushed the drop of black blood containing supreme and terrifying will with one hand!
"This is terrifying..." The God of Evil wiped the cold sweat from his face and struggled to his feet, holding onto the armrest of the chair.
"The power of this dimension is simply beyond our comprehension."
"Let alone the few of us, even if the two Lords Shura and Destruction at their peak were combined, they would probably be less than an ant in front of that man."
The goddess of life exhaled a long breath, her eyes filled with the relief of surviving a calamity.
"Thank goodness."
She said softly, her voice trembling slightly, "Fortunately, the light screen hasn't chosen us old bones to explore that world in the past six months."
"yes!"
Poseidon nodded in deep agreement, picked up the trident from the ground, and sat up straight again, seemingly trying to regain some of his dignity as the chief god.
"That perfect world is full of monsters that eat people without spitting out their bones."
"A single ferocious beast that runs out or a single drop of black blood can level our entire divine realm."
"Those who were chosen, apart from a very few lucky ones who managed to climb the social ladder of the Primordial Celestial Court, were all cannon fodder!"
"Although we lose some face by staying here, at least we can still be our gods in peace."
The gods nodded in agreement, their fear gradually subsiding, replaced by a self-comforting spirit akin to Ah Q.
Just as they breathed a sigh of relief.
The enormous canopy suspended in mid-air suddenly emitted a low, buzzing sound.
Immediately afterwards, the light screen that was originally broadcasting the Immortal Realm rippled out like water, the image gradually faded away, and lines of dazzling golden characters, exuding supreme Dao pressure, slowly appeared in the center of the sky.
Upon seeing these familiar words appear, the atmosphere within the Divine Realm Committee instantly froze once more.
The sea god was so frightened that he jumped up from his throne, and the evil god let out a strange cry and turned to run to the back of the hall.
"Time to select explorers again!"
"Please don't choose me! Please don't choose me!"
The gods prayed frantically in their hearts, their faces ashen.
However, when they saw the specific content displayed on the screen, everyone was involuntarily stunned.
The number of explorers deployed to Douluo Continent has reached 50%, but the exploration progress is less than 10%.
[Due to the current slow progress of exploration, the area affected by the Sky Curtain will be expanded immediately, connecting to the new world: Dou Qi Continent!]
Each time, three people from the Dou Qi Continent will be randomly selected to enter the Perfect World to continue exploring and seeking opportunities!
The golden characters lingered on the sky for a long time, each character exuding an ancient and vast aura.
After seeing these contents, the gods in the temple looked at each other in bewilderment, and then a series of relieved laughs rang out in the hall.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Poseidon slapped his thigh, laughing so hard he almost cried.
"You scared me to death! So it turns out they were annoyed by the slow progress of our Douluo Continent's exploration, so they went to other worlds to recruit laborers!"
The god of evil also stopped fleeing and walked back to the center of the hall, his face full of mockery and disdain.
"Dou Qi Continent? What kind of third-rate world is this?"
He snorted coldly, his tone regaining its arrogant and condescending quality.
"Judging from the name, it's a low-level plane that plays with some crude air currents."
"It's probably similar to, or even worse than, those mortal planes beneath our Douluo Continent."
"Exactly," another second-level deity chimed in with a mocking expression.
"Even so many titled Douluo from our Douluo Continent, and even a 100,000-year-old soul beast like Xiao Wu, would only be able to become a janitor or a mindless livestock if they went there."
"What use would people from this Dou Qi Continent be? They probably couldn't even beat ordinary wild beasts there. They'd just be cannon fodder."
The sea god sat back on his throne, in high spirits.
"It doesn't matter what continent it is, as long as it doesn't involve our divine realm."
"Let those bumpkins from the Dou Qi Continent scout the way for us."
"We're up there watching the show peacefully, seeing how they get torn to pieces by the monsters of that world."
For a moment, the entire Divine Realm Committee was filled with a joyful atmosphere.
...
at the same time.
In a vast and boundless world, completely parallel to the Douluo Continent.
There is no fancy magic here, nor is there soul power that has been cultivated to its peak. All that exists here is battle qi that has been cultivated to its peak!
The Gama Empire, on the edge of the Tagor Desert.
Under the blazing sun, the golden sand dunes shimmered with distorted heat waves under the intense heat.
The air was thick with a dry heat that made one's throat feel tight.
A young man dressed in a long black robe, carrying a huge, pitch-black ruler that seemed disproportionate to his size, was trudging through the scorching yellow sand.
The boy had delicate features, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.
It was Xiao Yan, who had just finished his training in the Monster Mountain Range and was preparing to venture deep into the desert to search for traces of the Strange Flame.
"Teacher, this place is so hot! Are you sure there are clues to a strange fire here?"
Xiao Yan wiped the sweat from his forehead, panting heavily, and complained in his mind to the black ancient ring on his hand.
A semi-transparent, aged figure slowly floated out of the ring and hovered beside Xiao Yan.
The old doctor stroked his illusory beard, about to make a few jokes.
But in that very instant...
The world has changed.
The once cloudless, clear blue sky above the desert was suddenly filled with a terrifying roar that shook the entire Dou Qi Continent.
"Boom!"
Xiao Yan suddenly raised his head, his eyes widening instantly.
Above the heavens, a colossal golden scroll, tens of thousands of miles wide, slowly unfurled, transforming into a luminous screen that blotted out the sky.
"What the hell is that?!"
Xiao Yan was greatly alarmed and subconsciously gripped the Xuanzhong Ruler on his back.
(End of chapter)