Outside of Time - Chapter 1336

Chapter 1314 The Eleventh Emperor!

In the sky, the vortex roared, its sound surpassing even thunder, resounding

throughout the entire Wanggu Continent.

Like the heavy thumping of a heart, it echoed in the hearts of all living beings, shaking the minds of countless races.

At the same time, on the Wanggu Continent, the poisonous plants growing in various regions, which had not completely withered…

swayed in that instant!

As if welcoming!

Then, within the vortex in the sky, a dark purple miasma suddenly surged forth with overwhelming force,

churning outwards and instantly blotting out the sun .

And within that miasma, a slender figure appeared,

like a black silhouette.

The moment he appeared, the poisonous plants of all regions of the Wanggu Continent bloomed simultaneously!

Poisonous intent, in that instant, rose within the rules and laws of Wanggu.

And the source of all this was the figure within the miasma.

He was stepping out!

A long black satin robe cascaded down like a waterfall, its hem stained with frost crystals formed from his poisonous essence, shimmering with an eerie light. His

black hair was unbound, falling like raven feathers, with ghostly green phosphorescence flickering among the strands, like thousands of tiny venomous snakes flicking their tongues in the shadows.

Even more astonishing was the twelve petals branded between his brows, intertwined to form a distorted, beautiful face.

It was a shocking sight!

It was Li Mengtu!

His appearance caused all the ancient races and holy land cultivators who were watching this place to tremble violently.

“The second Quasi-Immortal!”

In the human capital, Ning Yan gasped.

In Fenghai County, Yao Hou and others sensed this scene using a special method, and were equally shocked. The Crown Prince

and others in the Sacrifice Moon Domain, as well as the cultivators of all races, were all deeply moved.

And the Empress’s eyes narrowed.

“This person is also a quasi-immortal! Although not as powerful as the former, his aura far surpasses that of Yi Yanzi!”

As the Empress’s apprehension deepened, Li Mengtu, suspended in mid-air, scanned the surroundings, gazing at this world.

“Is this Wanggu…?”

Li Mengtu took a deep breath.

According to his family’s ancestral records, he knew… his ancestors came from Wanggu.

A surge of emotion welled up within him, and he was about to speak again

when Xing Huanzi’s voice rang out coldly.

“What are you doing blocking the way? Now that you’ve descended, make way for the others!”

Li Mengtu snorted, but still made way.

Almost simultaneously, the vortex in the sky behind him roared once more.

This time, the mountains appeared first.

One after another, illusory peaks materialized outside the vortex, and the moment they materialized, the Wanggu mountains trembled.

And within the towering mountain shadows in mid-air, a woman descended from the mountains.

The woman’s face was beautiful yet serene, with a high, straight nose and lips the color of cinnabar, carrying a hint of the chilling aura of snow-capped mountain peaks.

She wore a flowing, moon-white, wide-sleeved fairy dress, the hem embroidered with layers of distant, dark mountains, the bluish-gray patterns flowing with her steps, as if mountains were floating and sinking in the clouds.

As she walked, a suspended stone path materialized beneath her feet, and the mountains behind her seemed to rumble incessantly, as if worshipping her.

It was Yuanshan Su!

She was not alone; in the shadows of the mountains behind her, another figure, seemingly emerging from a rift in hell, carrying a broken sword, descended.

This person wore a tattered, dark blue robe, her hair gray with a few strands of scarlet, haphazardly tied up with a white bone hairpin, the ends of her hair covered with black scabs, as if cut off by a sword and then growing haphazardly.

His expression was cold and sinister, and the malice surging in his eyes as he approached was like a demon from a deep pool, seemingly ready to drag anyone into an abyss of no return.

Especially striking was the broken sword he carried on his back.

The hilt was wrapped in half-rotten human skin, and the blade was riddled with fine cracks, from which seeped a dark purple, malevolent aura.

This aura was overwhelming, spreading in all directions.

Faintly, one could hear the roars of countless beings, chanting incantations of life and death within it.

He was, of course, the Evil Spirit Child!

The myriad races of Wanggu were shaken once more.

The Empress instinctively took several steps back. In her view, the first one to appear was supremely powerful, the second was not weak either, and the third… was astonishing.

But this fourth one was utterly evil!

Moreover, they were all quasi-immortals, all Great Emperors!

Most importantly, the aura within the vortex was still erupting.

This aura was so powerful that it shook the world, changing the very fabric of heaven and earth, causing the cultivators of the Wanggu human race to tremble, and even the races of other domains instinctively felt awe.

This caused the cultivators from the holy lands who had descended earlier to experience intense tremors.

Especially the quasi-immortals scattered throughout the holy lands felt it even more strongly; they clearly perceived that both the descending figures and the aura within the vortex… surpassed Yi Yanzi!

And… this descent was still continuing!

The entire Wanggu trembled at this moment.

And in this tense, closely watched moment,

a sword’s cry echoed from the vortex above the human race.

A thousand troops, repelled, transformed into sword shapes, bursting forth from the vortex!

The moment they appeared, heaven and earth trembled, as if the sun and moon shone together.

All the swords of Wanggu rang out in unison. Countless

observers instinctively gazed towards them; even the gods who had focused their divine senses on this place felt their divine senses surge at this moment.

These two swords possessed astonishing immortal energy and extraordinary spirituality!

They were the treasures of this world!

The Thousand Army sword, three feet three inches long, had a blade as clear as melted snow, its translucent body shimmering with tiny starlight, and silver cloud and thunder patterns engraved along its spine. The Bi Yi

sword, slightly shorter, had a jade-green blade, its surface etched with layers of mountains and waterfalls, its edge as thin as a cicada’s wing yet incomparably sharp.

At this moment, the two swords clashed, circling in all directions, freezing the void in their wake, leaving pale blue sword marks.

The sound of swords clashing echoed through the heavens, reverberating with the bold words prepared by the Thousand Army and Bi Yi:

“The Thousand Army is for killing!”

“The Bi Yi is for defending!”

“Together, we can shatter the barriers of the myriad worlds; apart, we can protect humanity from divine attacks!”

These three sentences spread far and wide, causing all who paid attention to be shaken to their core. The roar of the vortex continued intensely, and this time, four figures descended simultaneously.

One was a burly man, carrying a sword. His physique was as imposing as an iron tower, broad-shouldered and thick-backed, his hair casually tied into a ponytail with animal hide rope, his eyes incredibly sharp.

Nineteen divine tooth pendants hung from his waist, each engraved with the name of the god he had slain.

His name was Wang Peng!

Beside him was a middle-aged man, tall and slender, with a narrow, thin sword hanging from his waist, its scabbard perpetually covered in a thin layer of ice.

His name reflected his appearance: Li Hanfeng!

His virtue was the sword!

The third man appeared to be a refined scholar, well-versed in poetry and literature.

He wore a gray-blue robe, his face fair, exuding a scholarly air and a hidden sharpness.

He held a bamboo scroll in his hand, upon which countless characters were visible.

His virtue was calligraphy!

His name was Li Xuance!

As for the last of the four, it was the Blood Cloud Daoist!

His hair was crimson like burning flames, disheveled and hanging over his shoulders. His face was withered and skeletal, and he looked like a demon crawling out of the depths of a sea of blood.

As he moved forward, blood clouds surged from his body, and coupled with the bloodthirsty smile at the corner of his mouth, it seemed as if the entire world should be devoured by his blood clouds.

Each of these four was also a Quasi-Immortal!

At this moment, ten Quasi-Immortals descended upon Wanggu, causing the entire Wanggu to tremble. The sky churned, the earth rumbled, and all races were shaken.

Tension and trepidation became the main theme, erupting in the hearts of all beings.

Even the gods were no exception!

As for the Quasi-Immortals of those holy lands, their hearts were already filled with thunderous shock, and their horror transformed into a monstrous wave that swept over their entire minds.

It was because the nine who descended later, even if they were not as powerful as the first one, were all Quasi-Immortal Emperors, and each of their appearances would cause strong ripples in the rules and laws of Wanggu.

Affecting all things!

In the minds of these quasi-immortals from the sacred lands, this was already a combat power infinitely close to that of a Xia Immortal, each one surpassing Yi Yanzi.

Most importantly, even if they had never possessed a Xian (a type of divine power), they knew of its existence from the ancient immortals and Yi Yanzi.

And these descendants… all possessed Xian!

And the concentration of it was astonishing.

Furthermore, what shocked them even more was their age!

Each of these ten quasi-immortals was relatively young, clearly… all peerless geniuses!

Even one such person would be enough to astound the world.

But now… there were ten!

Ten Great Emperors!

Thus, the ancients were horrified, all races were shocked, the sacred lands were shaken, and the gods were solemn!

They did not know where these ten Great Emperors came from, or why they had come!

The Empress felt an even stronger sense of unreality. She took a deep breath, about to speak.

But suddenly, a cough came from within the vortex.

This cough became a storm, stirring up the highest heavens.

“There’s more?”

The sacred earth trembled, all races trembled, and the Empress’s pupils contracted.

Within the vortex, the eleventh person descended.

This person wore a light gray brocade robe, his black hair neatly tied back with a jade crown, the ends falling to his waist. His face was gentle, his eyes warm, as if capable of disarming all guard.

He appeared to be a refined and gentle young master from a noble family.

It was Zhou Zhengli!

As he approached, a humble smile graced his face, but Li Mengtu and the others instinctively looked at him.

This scene drew the attention of the Holy Land and all races. The Empress also looked at Zhou Zhengli, analyzing whether this person was their leader. Zhou Zhengli smiled and spoke in a gentle voice.

“I apologize, we encountered some trouble on our journey. Several Divine Lords intercepted my lord in the Primordial Sea.”

“My lord was worried about Wanggu’s safety, so he sent us here first, therefore… we are a little late.”

“And my lord is on his way and should arrive soon.”

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