Chapter 1251: The Dharma Form Shattered

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Chapter 1251: The Dharma Aspect Shattered

Ye Fu Sheng struggled, but his muscles and bones felt as if they were scattered, his skin and flesh as if slapped apart. His breath was erratic, and no matter how hard he strained, he couldn't break free.

Boom!

A loud bang.

The deafening roar wasn't actually there, but rather exploded within the minds of everyone below.

The scene above was truly awe-inspiring, beyond anything I could have imagined. A towering figure, a hundred zhang tall with a golden body, grabbed Ye Fusheng in his hand. Ye Fusheng seemed almost insignificant in his grasp!

However, no one cared about the awe, everyone was terrified!

"Spare my life, Immortal Emperor!"

Yang Dingtian was terrified and opened his mouth, kneeling instantly. He had already seen that Ye Fusheng was failing. If he continued, he would be utterly destroyed. He was fighting for Daxia, for the human race; how could he remain indifferent

"Spare my life, Immortal Emperor!"

Ten women regained their composure, quickly kneeling to the ground, tears already soaking through their clothes. They desperately wanted to rush forward, desperately wanting to help their men, even if it meant dying with him.

But that height was simply too high, too high for me to reach.

"Spare my life, Immortal Emperor!"

When the 140 million people of Daxia saw this, they also knelt and pleaded for mercy. Their hearts were like knives twisting, their souls pierced by a thousand arrows. To this day, Ye Fusheng was no longer an individual in their hearts, nor simply the War Emperor. He was faith, a spiritual pillar. How could they bear to watch him crumble

In an instant.

The entire Xia Dynasty was clamoring for mercy.

"Huh"

In the summer, the Immortal Emperor Fu Tian let out a cold snort. Not only was he unfazed, but he also felt a perverse sense of pleasure in his heart. It had been many years since he had made a move, and it had been many years since anyone dared to provoke him. He hadn't seen such despair in someone else's eyes for a long time!

Yes, that's right! We want them to despair!

"Haha! A mere mortal dares to dream of becoming emperor and opposing the heavens How foolish! Tonight, I shall obliterate him into nothingness. If anyone else in the mortal realm dares to provoke me, this emperor will descend once more and destroy them all!"

As they were talking.

Suddenly, with a burst of strength, he gripped Ye Fusheng's body tightly, as if determined to crush him.

"No!"

Everyone below roared in terror, enduring unimaginable suffering.

Next second.

There was no sound of being crushed. Instead, Ye Fusheng opened his hands and actually managed to hold open the Heavenly Immortal Emperor's palm strike.

Ye Fusheng seemed like a different person, his voice raspy and chilling.

"Haw haw haw…"

First came a burst of maniacal laughter, followed by him withdrawing his form and suppressing the sound, then speaking with a playful tone: “You insignificant brat from long ago, I didn't expect that after millennia, you could still sense my presence. It seems you still haven't forgotten about me,桀桀桀.”

As soon as that sound came out.

The temperature dropped sharply, and goose-feather snow began to fall from the sky.

"Candle Nine Yin!"

The Heavenly Emperor of the伏天 squeezed out three words from between his teeth, glaring furiously: "I was going to execute this child before finding you. I didn't expect you to entrust your beastly energy onto him. In that case, I'll save myself the time. Tonight, I will wipe out both of you!"

He was furious, repressed, and extremely irritable. He planned to crush Ye Fusheng directly, but unexpectedly, someone else interfered halfway through.

...to the point where his words hung in the air.

He struck again with his palm!

Zhu Jiuyin controlled Ye Fusheng's body and swiftly retreated, perfectly dodging the attack.

"You only dare to use these tricks against him. Do you think you can also deal with me"

In the face of the Emperor's silence, Fu Tian took a step back and waved his hand. Three dragons burst forth instantly.

"Traitor!"

Zhu Jiu Yin squeezed out two words from between his teeth, his eyes full of disdain. Although in people's perception, the dragon is the strongest existence among the beast race, they forget that Zhu Jiu Yin also has another name: Zhulong!

He is also a dragon!

However, because he failed in the Great War of Three Realms centuries ago, he is depicted as a hideous and villainous figure in sparse records. After all, history is written by the victors.

He saw three long dragons charging toward him, wielding swords and continuously injecting their monstrous aura into the blades. The sword once again shone brightly, but instead of purple, it was crimson.

The sword soared to dozens of zhang in length, waving and severing space with each swing.

Click!

Just like cutting off a long dragon!

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

Two more dragons, enraged, roared and opened their claws, ready to tear Him apart.

The Chi of Candle Nine Yin surged again, centering on him. Crimson blood energy spread outward, like a corrosive force. Wherever the dragon touched by this blood energy, black smoke rose from their bodies.

Two long dragons turned terrified and retreated at high speed, but how could Zhu Jiu Yin let go of this opportunity With his beastly energy erupting, he completely enveloped the two long dragons, melting them thoroughly.

Almost at the same time.

Finally, the celestial emperor Futian moved. His main body remained in place, but his dharma form suddenly surged towards Zhu Jiu Yin. As it charged, space hummed incessantly.

"You think you're the only one who has a dharma body This King doesn't"

Zhu Jiu Yin sneered.

The scarlet blood mist in the space instantly converged, forming a sky-swallowing giant python over a hundred meters long within a blink of an eye. This giant python's entire body was covered in bloody dragon scales, its head resembled a dragon's, and its eyes glinted with a chilling light that one couldn't bear to look at.

"Roar!"

Zhu Jiu Yin's Dharma Form roared furiously, charging rapidly towards Fu Tian's Dharma Form.

Two colossal creatures between heaven and earth moved with incredible speed, both ferocious and menacing, seemingly poised to decide life or death in a single move!

Just three seconds.

The two collided.

Boom!

The loudest roar tonight shook the heavens and earth.

The earth trembled, mountains shook.

Above, the stars shift and move.

The space was desolate, as if it had been blasted into a vacuum.

The next second.

Click!

The Nine Yin Scripture's Dharma image began to shatter, first becoming fragmented pieces before falling from the air and vanishing into nothingness.

That's right, it's a move that decides victory or defeat!

But He failed!

Upon closer inspection, the celestial form of Fu Tian appeared somewhat scattered, yet it remained a complete and unified whole.

"After all... it's not my true body, so I can't exert my full power." Zhu Jiu Yin spoke slowly.

His tone was filled with bitterness and unwillingness, but also a hint of resignation. Because before he came, he knew the result. He had been suppressed for thousands of years, it was impossible to be Vutian's opponent. The reason he appeared was simply because Ye Fusheng died, and there was no hope for him even if he did.

But... I'm still not quite willing to give up!

Fu Tian roared, "Incompetence is incompetence. Why bother making excuses Without your Buddha form, you're just an eyesore of a demon, unable to achieve eternity. But this king keeps his word. I'll first slay this whelp, then personally send you to nothingness!"

Zhu Jiuyin looked at Fu Tian Xiandi, weakly said: "You dare to come and see this king, this king will definitely..."

Before he could finish, the sound vanished completely.

Having invoked the Dharmic Form and used up all his beastly Qi, he is now unable to borrow Ye Fusheng's body.

"Humph!"

When Fu Tian saw the Nine Yin candle disappear, he was also somewhat unwilling. If it were here, he would directly kill it!

“He has no Dharma form, he cannot be eternal. If you have no Dharma form, wouldn’t you also die” Ye Fusheng, suddenly regaining his composure, asked.

"Huh"

Fu Tian looked at Ye Fu Sheng, not expecting him to ask these questions at this time.

"It should be right."

Ye Fusheng spoke to himself, his hands gripping the hilt of his sword tightly as he looked up at the 100-zhang Buddha statue.

In the sweltering summer heat, Fu Tian wore a mocking expression on his face. Was he looking at… someone in utter despair

Just then.

Ye Fusheng suddenly raised his hand, the purple light of the treasured saber illuminating the entire world, slashing straight at the dharma image.

Heaven and Earth, one sword strike!

Wow!

A sword cleaved into Fa Xiang's forehead, embedding itself in his skull.

Then just listen.

Click….

The Buddha's image shattered, its entire body covered in cracks. Piece by piece, it broke apart and fell away, each fragment merging with space...

"Ugh..." The Heavenly Official, still kneeling, was terrified beyond belief, unable to comprehend what he was seeing.

The Celestial Emperor's divine form actually shatteredstrike that resonated with everyone's hearts. With tens of thousands of attacks already unleashed and yet still continuing, what kind of spiritual reserves did this person possess"Zhu... Zhuzi Ge!"Gre...