Perfect World: Dreaming Back to Immortals

"hehe."

In the ocean of purple air, Emperor Hong was also smiling.

The old man who destroyed the world and the Feather Emperor both smiled. After a hundred thousand years of fighting, this was such an arduous and extraordinary battle.

Now, there was finally a turning point. When the quasi-immortal emperors of both camps were all exhausted, the four people on their side obtained the rare emperor blood. The balance of victory tilted to the dark camp.

"Gululu!"

The sound of blood gurgling could be heard from within Yu Di's body. His shriveled, skinny body gradually became fuller, and the wing skeleton behind him began to grow feathers again. His whole aura suddenly increased significantly, surpassing his opponent Genjin.

Even the emperor's blood on the tip of the Emperor-killing Spear became unusually bright, and its power increased greatly.

The Feather Emperor seemed to be assisted by a god, holding the Emperor-killing Spear and pointing it directly at Genjin's head.

"I've already said it before, you are destined to be killed by this spear."

He sneered and remained unmoved.

"Isn't it too early to be happy?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Di's eyes flickered. Could it be that Wang Hengsan also had a backup plan?
"Don't waste your words with them, fellow Taoists. Victory or defeat, life or death, all depends on this battle. Kill them as soon as possible to avoid any more trouble. The path of this creature is too strange and disturbing." The old man of destruction spoke coldly, urging the three dark emperors to take action quickly while they had the advantage.

Emperor Yu, Emperor Hong and Emperor Cang naturally had no objection. This battle had lasted for so long that even a strong quasi-immortal emperor was exhausted. It was indeed time to end it.

Even if they defeated the opponent this time, it would be a pyrrhic victory. It is unknown how long it would take for them to recover from the injuries they suffered in the battle and replenish their lost essence.

"Wuzhong, surrender and become my sacrifice." Emperor Cang's eyes were deep with two golden lamps embedded in them, dazzling and piercing. He began to attack, and a vast and terrifying altar emerged under his feet.

Wuzhong on the opposite side naturally would not give up and allow himself to be slaughtered. He was making his last effort and struggle.

Having already been seriously injured and having fought non-stop for a hundred thousand years, his condition had already reached the brink of collapse. But now he is still standing, only supported by a belief.

"when!"

The big clock ticks slowly, and at this moment, the time clock rings through the ripples of time. There is an unprecedented sadness, as if it is about to perform its final swan song.

As Wuzhong's innate quasi-immortal emperor weapon, and also the embodiment of Wuzhong's Tao fruit in the field of time, it naturally knows the master's condition and may die at any time.

Emperor Cang obtained the blessing of the Dark Emperor's blood, which was like a heavy hammer hitting the heart of the Time Clock. It knew that it would most likely be defeated in this battle, and the Time Clock would bloom with its final splendor and glory.

Wang Hengsan felt the mournful howls of the quasi-immortal emperor soldiers, and the weapons in their hands also trembled and wailed.

"call!"

At this time, a ball of fire emerged, full of Dao symbols, and quietly floated beside Wang Heng.

It was the quasi-immortal emperor who crossed the sea alone and left a line of faint footprints on the sand of the embankment. He was once a man of extraordinary talent, but now only a ball of Tao fire is left. It is really sad.

"Let me make use of my last bit of energy. I'm already a dead man. Striking the darkness is my final mission. I can already feel it. It's right now." Daohuo spoke.

"The last remaining heat? What a big tone. Back then, that creature took great pains to emit a ball of Dao fire and escape. I didn't expect it to still be there now. Your imperial body has decayed, your origin has perished, and you still want to make trouble? It's really ridiculous." Seeing this, Emperor Hong opposite Wang Heng said coldly.

The Quasi-Immortal Emperor Daohuo ignored it and waited for Wang Heng's reply.

At this moment, the last attack he had reserved was on the other side of the boundary sea. If he wanted to cross the boundary sea and kill his way here, he must have Wang Heng's help.

Wang Heng did not answer immediately. Even if he took action to fulfill the wish of the Quasi-Immortal Emperor Daohuo and exerted his last remaining heat, it would not cause much waves. The reason was simple. After the Old Man Destroying the World obtained the Emperor's Blood, he could briefly step into the realm of dark immortal fetuses. How could a fatal blow from a dead Quasi-Immortal Emperor drag those with dark immortal fetuses into the water?
Besides, Wang Heng felt that the Footprint Emperor could still be saved, and he didn't want to sacrifice his last hope of life.

However, the current situation is that if no response is made, the Light Camp will be in an irretrievable situation.

Even if Wang Hengsan's three bodies could still fight, Wuzhong could not hold on any longer.

This creature who had done him a great favor had finally been promoted to the Quasi-Immortal Emperor realm, but he died in battle and became a sacrifice to Emperor Cang. This was an outcome that Wang Heng could not accept.

At this moment, there are only two paths before Wang Heng. One is to sacrifice his own blood relatives and obtain new imperial blood from them to fight against the dark quasi-immortal emperor.

The other is to take a risk and try to reach a higher level. If you succeed, you will live; if you fail, you will die.

Sacrificing blood relatives means asking his father Wang Gen and his own son Gentian to sacrifice their flesh, blood, and soul.

This road is equivalent to stepping on the corpses of blood relatives. Wang Heng would never choose this road.

Therefore, Wang Heng only has one way left, which is to impact a higher realm.

At this point, the refinement of the human spirit by the essence body and the spirit body has been completed for the most part. The two things that were originally incompatible can now be mostly fused.

Although it was not the most appropriate time, the arrow had to be shot and Wang Heng had no choice.

"Fellow Daoist, it is not yet time for you to shine your last rays of light." Wang Heng gave this response.

The quasi-immortal emperor's Dao fire burned quietly, and he let out a sigh.

"He's just a dead person. After I deal with them, I'll deal with you. Now you're nothing but a pile of Dao fire. What kind of waves can you cause?" Yu Di said domineeringly.

But immediately, he was retorted by Hengjin: "Even if there is only a pile of Dao Fire left, you dare not act rashly."

"That's because we regard them as ants and don't care about them." Yu Di responded.

“No matter what, your death has come, and darkness will eventually swallow everything.” The old man of destruction had his black clothes fluttering, and he had his arms outstretched. His whole body was absorbing and exhaling the power of darkness, like a source of darkness.

Just as Wang Heng thought, the old man Mie Shi got a lot of emperor blood, and he had the foundation to enter the immortal fetus state again. However, the time was limited, and it was much worse than when he was at his peak.

However, this was enough to deal a devastating blow to the Four Emperors of Light, who were already running out of energy.

The old man of destruction was ready to attack. The dark matter on his body was as vast as the ocean, making all the quasi-immortal emperors present feel an extremely heavy pressure.

Wang Heng, Gu Wudi and Genjin looked at each other and knew that they could not delay any longer. They must immediately try to impact the Immortal Fetus realm, which was their only hope of survival.

The next moment, Wang Heng and Genjin showed determination in their eyes, and at the same time, they let out a deafening roar, shaking the vast sea.

One of them is the soul body, and the other is the flesh body. From the top of their heads, they each extended chains of order, binding the soul of the human body that had already sunk most of the way into the head layer by layer, and violently pulling it downwards, trying to force the soul of the human body into the body and merge with it. This is the only way for Wang Heng to cultivate the three systems and reach the realm of immortal fetus.

Even though his two clones had tried their best during the 100,000-year war, they had only completed half of the task. Now, they had to make a last-ditch effort to complete the task in one go.

The small part of the human body that is exposed and unable to integrate into the clone's body is like two extremes and is completely incompatible with the clone's body. It takes endless years to refine it. To pull it together forcefully is like risking one's life.

Right from the beginning, it caused extremely serious consequences to the two clones.

The already exhausted body of the divine body Wang Heng was almost disintegrated in an instant by the terrifying force brought by the extreme forced adhesion. Starting from the head, dense cracks could be clearly seen, and they were spreading at a very fast speed, soon spreading all over the body.

From a distance, it looks like a piece of porcelain that is about to break and is forcibly glued together.

Even if the Eternal Sutra sounded to maintain Wang Heng's immortality, it would be difficult to resist the trend of destruction.

The same was true for Genjin on the other side. His body was cracked and covered with fissures, with precious imperial blood oozing out. His essence was already dry, and now, because of his forced breakthrough, the state of his body became even worse, with imperial blood flowing everywhere. This scene was extremely terrifying.

Emperor Yu and Emperor Hong were slightly surprised to see their opponents in such a miserable state, but the surprise in their hearts faded and turned into sneers.

"I really don't know whether you are ignorant or seeking death on purpose. Given your current state, you dare to force your way through. You are simply courting death." Emperor Hong spoke mercilessly, certain that his opponent would end in failure.

"We have studied the Immortal Emperor's scriptures for countless epochs but have not been able to take that step. Just you, a latecomer, want to defy fate and change your destiny in a desperate situation?" Emperor Yu had the same attitude.

After all, no matter from which perspective, Wang Heng and Genjin have no chance of success.

The old man Mie Shi, who has already stepped into the realm of immortal fetus, also thinks so. You know, in order to break through, he prepared for countless epochs, and his spirit was at the peak of his life. Only then did he step into this realm by chance. Now Wang Heng and Genjin have almost no origin left. What can they use to break through?

However, the old man who destroyed the world did not want any accidents to happen, so he urged the two emperors to take action. The sooner they could send their opponents to death, the sooner they could feel at ease.

"What the senior said is absolutely right. If he fails to break through on his own and dies, it would be better for us to send him off personally and not give him the slightest chance." Emperor Hong nodded.

Emperor Yu also nodded.

Afterwards, the two of them took action, using the methods of the Quasi-Immortal Emperor to kill their respective enemies, wanting to take advantage of their weak state to send them to reincarnation completely.

The old man of destruction also brought an overwhelming wave of darkness and pressed towards Gu Wudi.

The latter held a Chaos Halberd in his hand and howled in the darkness, doing his best to resist the fierce attack of the Old Man of Destruction.

In just a moment, Gu Wudi was injured, defeated and in danger. The old man who obtained the blood of the Dark Emperor was indeed no longer the same as before, far from his previous exhausted state.

Even if he did not enter the dark immortal fetus state, Gu Wudi would not be his opponent and would still be defeated.

However, he did not give up and continued to persevere.

On the other side, Emperor Hong arrived, and his two purple-gold fists, which could destroy the world, slammed directly towards the trembling Wang Heng.

At this time, Wang Heng was making his final effort to forcibly merge the spirit of the human body. For this, he paid a heavy price. Facing the charge of the powerful enemy, he was powerless to take care of himself and was directly pierced through the chest by a punch, and holy light rained down.

That is the essence of the soul, and the loss of even a drop would cause Wang Heng's condition to deteriorate. But now, it is being destroyed in large quantities by Emperor Hong, and his momentum has plummeted.

The situation on Genjin's side was equally grim. He was pierced by Yudi's Emperor-killing Spear. This terrifying weapon was like a greedy ancient beast, devouring the little flesh and blood that Genjin had.

His breath was dropping at a rate visible to the naked eye.

A series of changes were unfavorable to the Light Camp. All four battlefields showed a trend of bloodshed. It seemed that the Light Camp was about to be defeated.

At the desperate moment, Wang Heng and Genjin could not care less. They thought of Shi Hao's experience when he defeated the king and became the emperor.

If it is difficult to integrate the spirit of the human body in a very short period of time relying on one's own strength, then it can be done with the help of external forces.

Thinking of this, the two of them no longer hesitated, their eyes turned red, and they roared and rushed towards Emperor Hong and Emperor Yu.

"You know you are dying, so you are willing to die?" Emperor Hong said this from a high position, looking down at his enemy.

Wang Heng did not respond, but rushed towards Emperor Hong without hesitation.

"Since you want to die earlier, I will grant your wish." Emperor Hong spoke, and then he mobilized all his imperial blood, used all his strength, and gathered it all into a pair of fists filled with purple energy, and delivered a fatal blow to Wang Heng who was rushing towards him.

The same was true for the Feather Emperor. The Emperor-killing Spear in his hand burst out with a brilliant blood-red light, piercing through one era after another, flooding the endless historical sky, and stabbing forward fiercely, just like when he pierced the head of the Footprint Emperor with a spear and crushed his soul and flesh into pieces.

Just when the two sides were about to collide, Wang Heng and Genjin seemed to have a tacit understanding. They simply lowered their heads and greeted the enemy's attack with their heads.

This was a shocking gamble. You had to know that the God of the Human Body was extremely fragile. Facing the opponent's peerless attack like this was tantamount to suicide. Once the God of the Human Body exploded and was destroyed, Wang Heng and Genjin might die directly.

"You really want to die. I will grant your wish." Yu Di shouted.

Emperor Hong also remained undeterred, charging forward with murderous intent.

"boom…"

The sky collapsed and the earth split, the sun and the moon lost their light, and blood rained down over the sea boundary.

The only flesh and blood that was left was pierced and exploded by the Emperor-killing Spear. It was no longer in human form and looked extremely terrifying.

Wang Heng was also disintegrating, with cracks starting from his head and extending all the way to his feet, and his entire body was torn into pieces.

"Haha."

Emperor Hong laughed.

Being defeated like this by the opponent who had been entangled with him for a hundred thousand years was enough to clear away all the depression in his heart.

The Feather Emperor felt the same way. He felt extremely happy. How could he not be happy to be able to suppress such a tough opponent?
When the old man Mie Shi saw the scene over there, a huge stone in his heart fell. He always felt that his opponent was not simple and could not be judged by common sense. Now, Wang Heng and Genjin were both beaten to death, and there should be no possibility of any more accidents.

"It seems that your gamble has failed." The old man said with a smile.

Gu Wudi, who was struggling to resist in the dark ocean, heard this, raised the corner of his bleeding mouth, smiled faintly and responded: "Really?"

(End of this chapter)