1558 Chapter 1558: Emperor Chang Sheng Was Injured, the Ultimate Battle, Jiang Shengyi's Choice

The fluctuations of the collision were indescribable.

The galaxy hung upside down, the sun and the moon were reversed, the stars fell, heaven and earth shattered, and the Ultimate Ruins sank.

In the end, the incomparably dazzling light almost drowned out everything.

The terrifying energy clusters eroded and collided with each other.

The void was silently annihilated, and the chaotic energy was beaten out. Everything seemed to be returning to its original state.

In the midst of this indescribable collision, Ye Zichen's eyes widened.

A muffled groan suddenly sounded!

Billions of people, at this moment, almost stopped breathing.

"He retreated, Emperor Chang Sheng retreated!"

A shocked voice was heard, and everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.

The towering figure of Emperor Chang Sheng, who looked like a mythical figure of the ancient times, stood there.

He was actually retreating step by step. There was a muffled groan. He was injured.

Drops of blood fell from his incomparably majestic divine body.

Emperor Chang Sheng, who was known as an invincible legend, was finally injured.

And in the next moment.

Everyone's nervous eyes turned to look at Jun Xiaoyao.

Emperor No End held the No End Bell in his hand.

His aura shook the universe, and his cold eyes were like lightning, looking down at the heavens!

"The Great Emperor!"

Countless people in the Immortal Realm were cheering, so happy that tears were about to fall.

There were even cultivators who were extremely excited, and their blood was surging!

No one could make Emperor No End fall. He was an invincible existence!

However …

In the midst of extreme joy, no one noticed.

Emperor No End's originally grayish-white hair became even paler.

His face also showed a trace of vicissitudes.

On Jun Xiaoyao's side.

What was surprising was that while Jun Xiaoyao was also affected by the attack, he was still able to withstand it.

However, the impact he suffered was not too much.

The reason was very simple.

In front of him stood a beautiful figure with a celestial appearance.

It was the Dream Emperor!

Jun Xiaoyao saw that there was blood falling from the Dream Emperor's slender fingertips bit by bit.

"Senior Dream Emperor …"

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes could not help but tremble slightly.

In fact, it was as he had expected.

If the God's Dharma Body completely withstood Emperor Chang Sheng's ultimate move.

Even if it didn't completely collapse, there wouldn't be much energy left.

But now, the Dream Monarch had helped him take on the brunt of the impact. Therefore, the energy of the Godly Spirit Body was still intact.

"There's no need to say anything. This is my own will."

The Dream Thearch said indifferently without turning his head.

"But, Dream Emperor, your injuries …" Jun Xiaoyao hesitated.

"I'm fine." The Dream Emperor's tone was indifferent. He did not care about his injuries at all.

It was as if this body did not belong to him at all.

Beside him, Protector Wu also received some protection.

However, his situation wasn't too good either. He was dripping with blood.

Even the Desolation Emperor's Dharma Body could not completely block the vast power of Mythic Emperor.

At this moment, the world fell silent.

Even the Holy Spirit Ancestor and the others temporarily stopped their attacks.

They knew.

As a matter of fact, the ones who could decide the outcome of the battle would be none other than Emperor Changsheng, Emperor Wuzhong, Jun Xiaoyao, and the others.

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"This Sovereign was actually injured?"

Emperor Chang Sheng raised his bleeding palm.

His palm was slender and flawless, and would definitely make any woman jealous.

However, at this moment, it was stained with dazzling blood. The aura of every single drop of blood was enough to crush the void.

How many eras had it been?

He couldn't remember how long it had been since the last time he was hurt.

But now, after so many eras, he was actually injured.

This made him a little suspicious.

"Only injuring him?"

Even Jun Xiaoyao had a grim look in his eyes when he saw the state Sovereign Changsheng was in.

Could it be that he had to use that move?

He thought to himself.

He had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

Theoretically speaking, Thearch Chang Sheng was the ultimate boss behind the scenes, a mythical emperor.

However, if that was all, many things couldn't be explained.

He didn't know why Thearch Chang Sheng was targeting the Sacred Physique branch.

As such, Jun Xiaoyao didn't want to reveal all of his trump cards before he fully understood what was going on.

"Heh … heh heh …"

Monarch Chang Sheng chuckled.

This was too rare.

With his emotionless state of mind, it was rare for him to laugh.

"You guys have made me feel that kind of pain for a long time."

"This … seems to have made me feel a little bit like when I was a human …"

Sovereign Monarch Chang Sheng raised his hand and licked the blood off his palm.

"When I was a human, I was also injured. I know that kind of heart-wrenching pain."

"But …"

The emotions in Emperor Chang Sheng's eyes became extremely cold.

"When I became a mythical figure and a true god, I understood."

"Only lowly ants can feel pain. Only true immortals can ascend the path of transcendence."

"You guys have made me feel this kind of feeling again. Then, I will grant you death!"

As soon as Emperor Chang Sheng finished speaking, his aura burst out, and a misty river flowed.

The endless world was vanishing around him, and an unparalleled mythical power began to burst forth.

Everyone's heart turned cold. They knew that Emperor Chang Sheng was really angry.

The lion was terrifying enough.

The injured and angry lion was even more terrifying!

"Brother Xiaoyao …"

On the side of the Immortal Realm's Monarch Imperial Court, Jiang Luoli's heart was trembling, and her face was as pale as paper.

She also noticed that Jun Xiaoyao was in an extremely dangerous situation.

"Sister Shengyi, Brother Xiaoyao …"

Jiang Luoli turned her head, but she didn't see Jiang Shengyi's figure.

Jiang Shengyi was long gone!

Her heart skipped a beat.

On the side of the Nine Heavens.

Jun Xiaoyao's face was solemn.

If that was the case, then he could only use his trump card.

At this moment, a delicate voice suddenly sounded.

"Xiaoyao!"

Jun Xiaoyao was shocked and turned his head to look.

Jiang Shengyi's hair was like pale snow, and her clothes fluttered as she crossed the void.

One had to know that the battlefield they were on was basically a land of extinction.

Even the Great Emperor didn't dare to set foot in it.

Jiang Shengyi, on the other hand, had long left the Monarch Imperial Court and crossed the void.

"Sister Shengyi, what are you doing here?"

Jun Xiaoyao seemed to have thought of something. He frowned and shouted.

He had always been gentle with Jiang Shengyi.

At this moment, he was scolding her, which was rare.

"Xiaoyao, I know what I'm doing!"

Jiang Shengyi smiled and began to activate her aura.

"Hmm?"

Emperor Wuji also turned his gaze, and then his pupils narrowed.

He had never seen such a scene before.

That life, that time, that day!

It was the same scene!

The moment when he, who was already dead, opened his eyes.

The woman he loved the most, the Queen Mother of the West, closed her eyes forever.

He didn't let down the people, he let down her!

An indescribable emotion emerged from the bottom of Emperor Wuji's heart.

At this moment, even the ice coffin behind him was trembling faintly.

That was the body of his lover, the Queen Mother of the West.

And he was a fallen Coffin Man.

"There is reincarnation in this world, and there is no beginning and no end …"

Emperor Wuji's eyes were misty.

Could there really be such a similar reincarnation in this world?

"No, Shengyi!"

Someone from the Mystic Region shouted.

It was Jiang Shengyi's master, Yu Qingning.

The Jade Lake Sacred Leader was also there, and she was also in a daze.

Could it be that there was no way to escape the sad fate?

Previously, it was the Queen Mother of the West, and now it was Jiang Shengyi.

It was the same role, but someone else was playing it.

"Sister Shengyi, do you know what you are doing?" Jun Xiaoyao's gaze was fixed on Jiang Shengyi.

Jiang Shengyi only smiled.

She didn't care if this was fate.

She only wanted the man she loved the most to be safe and sound.