God Prison

0Now that the God Slaughtering Knife had blocked all of their attacks, the situation was extremely critical. If there was even the slightest mistake, the God Slaughtering Knife would return to its original form.    

    

If the God Slaughtering Saber could not be blocked, then they would be exposed to the enemies behind them.    

    

At that time, such a terrifying attack wasn't something they could withstand.    

    

They would definitely be killed. After all, the enemies behind them were too frightening. Not only that, there were not two of them, but a group of them.    

    

Therefore, they had to make the best use of their time and escape this area. At the very least, they had to make the God Slaughtering Saber slow down.    

    

"How is it? Can you still persevere?"    

    

Xuanyuan Xue saw that there was cold sweat dripping down Niu Thirteen's forehead. Moreover, his face was pale and he looked as if he was going all out.    

    

She knew that Niu Thirteen was also bearing the brunt of this terrifying attack. He and the God Slaughtering Saber were interlinked, and now that the God Slaughtering Saber was damaged, he would be affected as well.    

    

Now that the God Slaughtering Knife had suffered such a terrifying attack, it wasn't easy for him either.    

    

"It's fine, I can still persevere!"    

    

Niu Thirteen gritted his teeth and said firmly.    

    

"Move forward!"    

    

At this moment, Emperor Qing's voice sounded from the front.    

    

In this dark space, they could only follow the aura left behind by Emperor Qing and rush forwards.    

    

The darkness surrounding Emperor Qing continued to spread outwards, turning the surrounding area into an absolute darkness.    

    

This not only blinded Niu Thirteen and Xuanyuan Xue, but also the people chasing after them.    

    

Dozens of terrifying figures could not be seen amidst the darkness.    

    

They had lost all sight of Niu Thirteen and the rest. Their attacks struck the surroundings like stones sinking into the sea.    

    

Since they couldn't find the figures of Niu Thirteen and the rest, they naturally wouldn't be able to attack them.    

    

"Disperse and search. Remember, leave them alive. Our mission is to capture them, not to kill them!"    

    

The leader was a middle-aged Soul Devouring Tribe. Beside him were also a group of terrifying elders from the Soul Devouring Tribe.    

    

Their auras were all extremely frightening. Especially the one leading them, his aura was simply no different from that of Nangong Jue's.    

    

In other words, these were a group of Divine Lord realm powerhouses.    

    

The realm of cultivators, from the first nine stages of life, to the third, then the Divine Lord realm, and above that, the Divine Emperor realm.    

    

Now, a group of Divine Lord realm powerhouses were chasing after Niu Thirteen's group.    

    

One could imagine just how terrible the situation was for Niu Thirteen and the others. After all, they had yet to reach the Divine Lord realm!    

    

"Yes sir!"    

    

All of the Soul Devouring Realm Divine Lord powerhouses spread out, spreading out in all directions.    

    

In this area, the absolute darkness had caused all of them to lose their eyesight. They could no longer see anything.    

    

They could only spread out and rely on the vague feeling of wind blowing grass around them. Only then would they be able to find Niu Thirteen and the others.    

    

Every single one of them had an extremely terrifying cultivation. At the very least, their cultivation realm surpassed Xuanyuan Xue and the others.    

    

So, they weren't worried at all that they alone wouldn't be able to deal with Xuanyuan Xue and the others.    

    

Because their cultivation realms were enough to kill Xuanyuan Xue and the others. That was what everyone was thinking.    

    

Very quickly, everyone dispersed.    

    

Somewhere in the darkness, Emperor Qing's body that was moving forward suddenly trembled.    

    

"Puchi …"    

    

He spat out a large mouthful of blood. Nangong Han, who was in his arms, instantly felt it.    

    

She stretched out a hand and wiped away the blood at the corner of Emperor Qing's mouth.    

    

"You're injured!"    

    

Nangong Hanhan's heart tightened. How could Emperor Qing be injured? Emperor Qing had been leading her away, not receiving any attacks from anyone.    

    

However, he was injured, and not lightly at all.    

    

Niu Thirteen and Xuanyuan Xue also heard the sound of Emperor Qing vomiting blood and walked over.    

    

"What happened to you? Did you vomit blood?"    

    

Niu Thirteen frowned and looked in the direction of Emperor Qing.    

    

He knew that Emperor Qing was in that position, because that was where the sound of him spitting out blood came from.    

    

"It's fine, let's continue!"    

    

Emperor Qing's calm voice drifted over.