Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

The void outside the sky.

The divine light of ascension was dazzling, like a golden bridge connecting the mortal world and the divine world, slowly leading Yi Ting to the unreachable depths of the void.

Yi Ting's figure gradually became blurred in the golden light, as if he was about to merge into that sacred and untouchable realm.

At this moment, the divine way he had been pursuing all his life seemed to be within reach!

In that deep and endless void, there suddenly rang out a series of buzzing sounds coming from outside the nine heavens.

The sky was filled with rosy clouds and the sound of Buddhist scriptures sounded like the call of a god, leading Yi Ting towards the gate of the divine realm.

At this moment, the figure of the Lord in White was forcibly isolated in the "Gate of Heaven".

  Whoosh whoosh!

Strands of "Burning Love Silk" shot out and tightly entangled Yi Ting's hands and feet.

"As long as I am still alive, you will never get through!"

Following a low roar from the White-Robed Monarch, the next moment, he took a resolute step forward.

A bloody and mysterious light surrounded his entire body, making every strand of the Burning Love Silk seem to be dyed red with blood.

In an instant, the entire void outside the sky was shrouded in the Burning Love Sky Net, which actually grabbed Yi Ting who was constantly rising into the sky.

Master Xuan Ce, Keweili, Hao Cang, Emperor Yu, Udyr, Harrison...

All the ancestors and powerful masters clenched their fists tightly when they looked at that figure.

  Sacrifice your life for justice, these four words, at this moment, seem to be of extremely heavy weight on the White-Robed Monarch!

Ling Feng closed his eyes tightly, trying his best to keep his mind focused and get rid of all distracting thoughts.

He must break through the ancestor in the shortest possible time to live up to the determination of the Lord in White.

wait for me!

wait for me!

……

Under the shining golden light, Yi Ting's injuries have now completely healed.

His eyes were as calm as water, and he glanced at the white-robed Lord who was blocking his way, "Li Baiyi, step back! You and I have no grudges, and I don't want to kill you!"

"Put away your hypocrisy!"

  The long hair on Li Baiyi's back had now completely spread out, and his entire body seemed to be burning with a ball of dark red blood!

He stared at Yi Ting and said word by word: "Sacrifice the entire fairyland world in exchange for your ascension! What difference does it make whether you kill me or not, whether you take action or not? Who would want to die? Everything I, Li Baiyi, do is just to fight for more lives and a glimmer of hope!"

"Hey! That's all!"

Yi Ting shook his head and sighed. The sigh echoed in the void with a hint of regret. The next moment, Yi Ting's eyes turned cold again, and he slowly uttered four words, "Whoever stands in my way will die!"

"Hahahahaha..."

The Lord in White laughed wildly toward the sky, "Yiting, let me give you one last piece of advice, the real power does not come from conquest and killing, but from protection and sacrifice. This is why, over the past thousands of years, everyone still misses Lord Xu, but you are still a lonely man! No matter how powerful you become, you are nothing more than a traitor who killed his master!"

"Noisy! Die!"

A cold light flashed in Yi Ting's eyes, and the power of the origin of thunder condensed into a spear in his hand.

  Zizizi!

The violent sky-scanning black thunder surged wildly on the thunder spear.

  hum!

With a loud bang, the spear in Yiting's hand shot out, which was the "Qian Kun Yi Zhang" move.

"Even if it's the same moves! You are not as good as Xu Zun!"

The Lord in White roared towards the sky, and in an instant, all the magic power and life source in his body began to boil, turning into dazzling sword lights.

  The burning thread of love begins to gather, and the blood and fire will eventually burn out!

In an instant, the Lord in White seemed to have transformed into a giant sword, pointing straight to the sky, vowing to cut off Yi Ting's path to ascension.

  Whoosh whoosh!

Countless heavenly threads shot out from the Heavenly Sword, wrapping around the spear and actually dissipating most of the spear's power.

But even so, Li Baiyi still suffered a certain degree of shock and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Do you see the reality clearly?"

Yi Ting shook his head. "Now that things have come to this, no one can stop me! No one can!!!"

Yi Ting roared, and his whole body glowed with golden light, as if he had merged with the black tower of the god. He waved his hand violently, and suddenly the sky and the earth were filled with wind and clouds, and countless lightning and flames intertwined, forming an unprecedented catastrophe of heaven and earth.

The momentum is so great that it is even not inferior to the great calamity that befell the White-Robed Lord before!

  Even though he has not yet completely integrated the power of ascension, Yi Ting has already touched the "power of God" above the divine way!

"I said, as long as I have a breath left, I will stop you until the last moment!"

The Lord in White stared at the golden light. He took a deep breath, and all the strength in his body gathered to the extreme at this moment.

The burning sword of love shoots out thousands of heavenly threads.

He knew his own strength and was definitely not capable of confronting Yi Ting head-on.

All he could do was to use this Burning Love Silk to delay Yi Ting's ascension.

Everyone in the world has seven emotions and six desires.

The same goes for Yi Ting.

As long as there is still lust in Yi Ting's heart, the burning thread of love can never be cut off.

And Yiting's feelings for Empress Qingluo are his only flaw.

dong dong!

Sure enough, in the Burning Love Sword Formation, Yi Ting's heart suddenly began beating violently.

Even though he had suppressed all his emotions long ago, he still couldn't control his longing for Qingluo.

The longer emotions are suppressed, the more likely they are to burst out like a surging tide, unstoppable.

Yi Ting's expression changed drastically, and a fierce murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Li Baiyi, you are forcing me to kill you!"

Yi Ting's voice was low and hoarse, revealing a strong hatred.

But the strange thing is that this hatred is not directed at Li Baiyi, but more like hatred towards himself.

But no matter what, the outburst of lust for Qingluo still made Yiting completely angry.

The fierce murderous aura, as if it had substance, suddenly swept across the depths of the void outside the sky.

"Burning Love Sword Formation, start!"

Li Baiyi murmured softly. Although his voice was light, it contained a determination like the shattering of mountains and rivers. As his words fell, the net composed of countless sword lights suddenly shrank.

Whoosh whoosh!

In an instant, the Burning Love Sky Silk seemed to transform into a flying sword from the sky. Each sword light was like a meteor streaking through the night sky, carrying a sad and beautiful light, and shooting towards Yi Ting.

Although these flying swords transformed from heavenly silk cannot hurt Yi Ting at this moment, each strand of heavenly silk can arouse the lust hidden deep in Yi Ting's body.

As long as there is a piece of silk that can even scratch Yi Ting's body, it can delay a moment.

  Boom boom boom!

In a flash, the sword light and the ascending divine light collided violently, bursting out with an extremely dazzling light, as if two stars exploded in the air, releasing destructive power.

However, even though the White-Robed Lord had already burned the original power of life, the sword light he stimulated could only stir up ripples on the surface of the Ascending Divine Light, and then dissipated into nothingness.

Just to let the Burning Love Heavenly Silk penetrate that layer of divine light curtain, the White-robed Lord would need to expend more than three times the power of his life source. And it would be extremely difficult for those Heavenly Silks to hit Yi Ting.

A quarter of an hour!

  Two quarters of an hour!

……

By the time Yi Ting's emotions had gradually calmed down and he had recovered from his initial outburst of lust, Li Baiyi's face had become as pale as paper, and blood was gushing out of his mouth!

"It is indeed an unexpected method! Li Baiyi, you actually found my only flaw and used emotions to refine the array to trap me. You are indeed the strongest array master in thousands of years! It's a pity that you won't have a second chance!"

"Then give it a try! If you can't cut the Burning Love Silk, I still have a chance!"

The Lord in White wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth fiercely, but his eyes became more determined, as if he wanted to pour all his last vitality into this battle.

"I can't cut off the ties of love, but I can, cut you off!"

Yi Ting's voice echoed in the air, with a hint of contempt and ridicule, "In front of this ascending divine light, all your efforts will come to nothing. Li Baiyi, you can indeed be considered a genius, but your power is ultimately too small!"

"Even ants look up to the sky, and even gnats try to shake trees!"

Li Baiyi's voice was firm and calm. He smiled slightly, as if he had already put life and death aside. "I, Li Baiyi, have lived my life worthy of heaven and earth, and worthy of my heart! The Heavenly Fire Refining Formation! The blazing holy fire! The Heavenly Heart Burning Souls! My heart is bright!"

  Whoosh whoosh!

In an instant, thousands of swords were fired!

With Li Baiyi as the center, the Burning Love Heavenly Sword, wrapped in heavenly silk, shot out. Each sword was like a fragment of Li Bai's soul, carrying his compassion and protection for all living beings in this world.

The sword lights intertwined to form an intricate net, blocking Yi Ting's way.

However, the power of the Ascension Divine Light was too strong, and even if Li Baiyi gave his all, he could not shake it in the slightest. The golden light was like a sharp blade, easily tearing the sword net apart, and continued to lead Yi Ting to ascend through the air.

The Lord in White, Li Baiyi, his figure swayed in the wind, like a touch of white snow untainted by dust, looking even more aloof in the golden light.

His eyes, like two deep cold pools, reflected determination and indomitable spirit.

The sword formation surrounding him, each sword seemed to carry his life's emotions and will. At this moment, they were weaving a web leading to death in a tragic and resolute manner.

There was a barely perceptible sigh in Yi Ting's voice. He looked at Li Baiyi's determined figure and murmured, "Li Baiyi, why do you have to do this? Just for that illusory righteousness?"

"Righteousness is never an illusory thing. It is affection, justice, morality, justice, benevolence..."

Li Baiyi's voice echoed in the air, his eyes flashing with dazzling light, "My heart is righteousness! My sword is righteousness!"

At this moment, cracks had begun to appear on the body of the Lord in White, a sign that his life source was about to run out.

"The Heavenly Sword is infinite, burn my remaining body, and ask the Heaven with the sword!"

Li Baiyi murmured in a low voice, with endless sadness and determination. At this moment, he was determined to die!

Buzz!

In an instant, the sword light around the White-Robed Lord suddenly surged, as if it was going to encompass the entire world.

At this moment, he was no longer just a simple ancestor of power. With compassion for all living things and the will of this world, he turned into the most dazzling light in the world, forming a confrontation with the ascending divine light.

Each sword seemed to have life. They danced in the air, as if weaving together magnificent paintings. It was the essence of Li Baiyi's life-long swordsmanship and also his final farewell to this world.

  Boom boom boom!

The sword light continued to bombard the ascending divine light. This time, even the shadow of the black tower of the gods above the nine heavens began to tremble violently.

  Bang bang bang bang!

Sword lights madly attacked the ascending divine light, leaving a deep sword mark on the divine light!

Use the power of immortality to shake the way of gods!

  This sword of His Excellency in White is the first of its kind in the fairyland!

However, the next moment, terrifying rays of divine light shot down from the black tower!

  It was indeed, the light beam shot out!

Its power is more than ten times stronger than the giant light tower that stood on the Dragon Song Fortress before!

Whoosh whoosh!

Dozens of light beams shot out, surging like a tide, and in almost an instant, they gradually engulfed Li Baiyi's figure.

In the golden light, Li Baiyi's figure gradually became blurred.

“Is that the end?”

There was no such severe pain of being shattered as he had imagined, or perhaps it was because the power of the beam of light was too strong, causing his body and even the origin of his soul to be completely annihilated in an instant.

The Lord in White looked at the white light filling his eyes, with a faint smile on his lips.

At least, at the last moment, he was true to his heart.

"The rest is up to you... Son of Heaven..."

The White-Robed Master finally looked in the direction of Ling Feng, "I believe... I always believe..."

  boom!

Finally, with a deafening explosion, the figure of the Lord in White gradually disappeared into the sky.

  The fire of his life burned most brightly at the last moment, almost illuminating the entire void!

And his final swan song finally came to an end.

"Brother Baiyi! (Li Baiyi!)"

Hao Cang, Yu Di, Kewili, Udyr, Harrison and other powerful people from the immortal and demon worlds were all moved.

That tragic figure ended in the embers of light and fire, but his will was still burning in everyone's chest like a sacred fire!

"Your Majesty..."

"No!"

In the battlefield outside the domain, countless Tianzhi disciples shed tears.

The next moment, they all knelt on the ground.

He fought for the entire fairyland world until the last moment and burned out the last fire of life!

Soon after, the cultivators from other major forces also knelt down, and even some high-level demons shed tears.

He is a true hero!

"Your Majesty..."

Even though Ling Feng didn't open his eyes, he heard the grief cries of Keweili and the others, and immediately sensed that the life fire of the White-robed Master had been completely extinguished...

A tear slid down from the corner of the eye.

"Life is what I want; righteousness is what I want too. I cannot have both, so I would rather sacrifice life for righteousness!"

Faintly, the sonorous voice of His Majesty is still echoing in my ears.

His heart was filled with endless grief and anger, and he wished he could immediately activate the Ten Directions Heavenly Punishment to kill Yi Ting and avenge his Lord.

  But reason told him that the top priority now was to break through the ninth level and become the ancestor!

"Li Baiyi..."

Yi Ting lowered his eyes and glanced in the direction where the White-robed Monarch disappeared, his eyes filled with a hint of complicated emotions.

He shook his head, then clenched his fists again, muttering to himself: "Although the paths are different, they lead to the same destination..."

He took a deep breath, his eyes passed over the figures blocking Ling Feng's way, and finally locked onto Ling Feng.

Whizzing!

The next moment, one after another of the ancestors and powerful masters blocked Ling Feng, their eyes full of determination and resolve.

Although His Majesty is dead, his will has completely ignited everyone!

"Oh?"

Looking at the powerful men from the Immortal and Demon Realms who were blocking Ling Feng, Yi Ting put on a chilling smile, "You guys, do you want to dance too?" (End of this chapter)