Collapse.

It was a true collapse.

From top to bottom, it exploded inch by inch into a mist of blood.

The void fell into silence.

A deathly silence.

As if, at this moment, the entire world had been frozen, except for the still-spreading aftershocks of his power, no one else moved!

Jingtai died?

Jingtai died!

!

Everyone, everyone who witnessed this scene, was stunned in place.

Unbelievable.

Truly unbelievable.

Just a moment ago, he was like a deity, high above and invincible, but now, in front of everyone's eyes, he had exploded into a cloud of bloody mist.

Princess Pingyang let out a breath, as if a burden had been lifted, looked at Sima Ke, who was beside her, still in shock after witnessing the battle of the Yang Gods, and said softly:

"The Great Jin... is gone."

And a thought flashed through Sima Ke's mind.

My dad... won?

Of course, this dad is not that dad, this father is not that father.

The Great Jin... is gone.

But he, might not necessarily die.

No matter what, Chen Yuan was only a surrogate father, he had to leave him a way out, didn't he?

However, a feeling of loss still welled up in his heart.

The empire is gone.

Their Great Jin empire, which had been established for hundreds of years, was directly lost on this day, along with everything his father had gambled away, with no room for maneuver.

Because, next, the rebel armies would rise in contention.

And how could the Sima family, having lost so many strongmen and the support of the people, rise again?

Consort Yang Guifei was stunned in place, her eyes lost in thought.

Perhaps, she was regretting that if she hadn't given Chen Yuan the decree to overturn the harem ban back then, today might have been a completely different scene.

The martial artists of the imperial court below began to cease fighting. Only the two remaining Sky Survey Division Emissaries, Zhang Yantong and Xiao Jing, exchanged glances, but instead of being angry, they

found no sorrow in each other's eyes.

Xiao Jing was a member of the Xiang family and wished for the court to collapse, but at this time, before his master awakened her, he had to continue fighting for the court.

As for Zhang Yantong, he felt a sense of relief.

It was good that the emperor was dead, and without any burdens, he could enjoy his daughter's blessings.

And others were lost.

The emperor is dead, is there any point in them continuing to fight?

The Jianghu martial artists also stopped at this time. When the light flared up earlier, they had fled in panic, but now they were overjoyed.

A chaotic world... is coming!

"Your Majesty!

!"

Gu Tianqiong's lips overflowed with a trace of blood, his eyes stiffened, and he gritted his teeth, unable to believe what he was seeing. How could this be? How... could this be!

The imperial court had paid so much, and he had paid so much.

But, in the end, the result came so easily?

What about the imperial court?

What about them, these loyal subjects?

What about the Sima family's empire?

"Gu Tianqiong, Jingtai is dead, there's no need to resist anymore. Now this seat will give you a chance, cripple your arms, and I will spare your life!"

Dongfang Sheng's lips curled into a faint smile.

He was unwilling to fight Gu Tianqiong to the death before, but because Jiang He had come from behind, the two of them joined forces and had already pushed him to a disadvantage. Even if Gu Tianqiong burned his power again,

he couldn't withstand both of them.

After all, Jiang He's strength was truly not low.

Even he had to admit this.

There was a sword that even he felt a deadly danger from.

Jiang He did not sheathe his sword, but he did not attack again, just watched this scene quietly. Perhaps, the next moment, he would still draw his sword and kill Gu Tianqiong, this former superior.

"Impossible, His Majesty will not die!"

Gu Tianqiong gritted his teeth, his expression a little manic, his aura did not decrease but increased, staring fixedly at Dongfang Sheng and Jiang He, and said in a condensed voice:

"Chen Yuan, he can't kill His Majesty, you... you must die today too!"

"Why bother?"

"Hehe... even if my Great Jin falls, you must be left behind today!" Gu Tianqiong's eyes flashed with a strange blood-colored light.

"Let's do it."

Jiang He said faintly.

However, his words were not directed at Gu Tianqiong, but at Dongfang Sheng, implying that if he didn't want to live, then send him on his way.

Dignity, has been given to you.

If you don't want it, blame no one!

"Alright."

Dongfang Sheng nodded slightly and sighed:

"Then today, I will send Grand Commander Gu on his way!"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!

!"

Sima Che's roar followed closely, his eyes full of anger. How could their Sima family's empire be buried here? Aren't the dead commoners enough?

If a few million aren't enough, then ten million!

Use the lives of ten million commoners to stabilize the Great Jin empire!

But what responded to him was another heavy blow from Taoist Tianxu, which forced Sima Che back, completely plunging him into a state of serious injury.

At the same time, the thirty-six Sea Stabilizing Pearls were forcibly taken into his hands, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"If Daoist Sima doesn't believe it, he can go down and ask His Majesty the Emperor. As for these Sea Stabilizing Pearls, they were originally the divine weapon of the Great Chu Dynasty, later bestowed upon the Sima clan.

Now that the Great Jin is about to fall, this poor Daoist, as a citizen of the Great Chu, will take them back on its behalf."

"It's not over, it's not over yet."

Sima Che raised his head, his eyes full of unwillingness.

Even if Jingtai's plan failed, there was still the Great Ancestor, the Great Ancestor was still alive, he was an immortal, and he would definitely be able to recreate the world.

"Then why don't you think about why your Great Ancestor hasn't shown himself until now?" Taoist Tianxu saw through Sima Che's thoughts and said slowly.

"You!

!"

Sima Che choked.

"Let's go, from the day the Sima family established their empire, they have already embarked on the road to ruin. Today, it is your own fault." Taoist Tianxu said.

At the same time, divine thought quickly covered the Sea Stabilizing Pearls, and the Sea Stabilizing Pearls surrounding him lit up with thirty-six rays of light, forcibly changing ownership!

"Aren't you leaving yet?"

Taoist Lingxu stood with his hands behind his back, the Immortal Slaying Sword stood in front of him, spewing out a powerful aura of sharpness.

In front of him was the World-Saving Bodhisattva of Mount Ling, also the Great Sage Equaling Heaven of Southern Border, at this moment his eyes were bloodshot and his body was also glowing with streaks of blood.

The right fist that had exploded into a cloud of blood before had already grown back.

However, his strength had begun to decline.

The demon race was inherently physically strong, and the World-Saving Bodhisattva also practiced the Buddhist golden body, making his defense a peerless feat. Don't underestimate Taoist Lingxu's possession of the Immortal Slaying Sword, gaining the upper hand.

But to say that he could kill the World-Saving Bodhisattva in a short period of time was simply impossible.

Therefore, he would say.

You, aren't you leaving yet?

But the World-Saving Bodhisattva did not give up, his eyes were still filled with madness, he roared and punched Taoist Lingxu again, the void exploding.

The renewed confrontation between the two was only partial, in fact, most of the people present had stopped fighting at this moment.

"Alas..."

Taoist Fengyuan of Mount Kunlun in a Taoist robe sighed lightly, as if he was a little regretful, but also as if he was lamenting, but he still did not stop.

He was still using the Primordial Divine Diagram to trap Song Yingqiao.

The True Martial Immortal Sword radiated a dazzling light, shattering all attacks, but the situation had also reached a very dangerous point. A moment of carelessness would result in serious injuries.

After that, he could only escape.

"Amitabha!"

The State Preceptor Samantabhadra Bodhisattva put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name.

He had been the State Preceptor in the Great Jin Dynasty for hundreds of years, and looking at the emperors of the Sima family, only the founding Great Ancestor Emperor and Jingtai were worthy of his attention.

As for the others, they were not worth mentioning.

Now, his fall today also meant that the Sima family's fate had come to an end.

Chu Changfeng exhaled a turbid breath, panting heavily, his aura had begun to fall rapidly, and his sharpness had gradually begun to dissipate.

After all, he had only just entered the Yang God Realm.

He couldn't compete with a strongman like Samantabhadra Bodhisattva at all.

He didn't think his talent was weaker than his. If the two of them had comparable cultivation bases, Chu Changfeng was confident that he could kill him, but unfortunately, this was impossible.

Fortunately, Jingtai was dead, and the battle should be coming to an end.

Otherwise, if he continued to fight, he would really not be able to hold on.

It would be too worthless to die here.

"Amitabha..."

The previous Buddha's name was chanted by Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, and this one was chanted by Bhaisajyaguru Vaidurya Bodhisattva. He glanced at Jingtai's direction and did not make another move.

Feng Jiuge frowned, but did not continue either.

Fighting would only be evenly matched.

Without the Immortal Soldiers of the Goddess Palace, she really couldn't break Bhaisajyaguru Vaidurya Bodhisattva's golden body, and could only continue to stalemate the battle. Continuing to fight really didn't make much sense.

Anyway, the goal had already been achieved.

Jingtai's death would cause the world to collapse.

It wasn't that his prestige was strong, but that he was the emperor, which in itself was a symbol. Even if the old Sima scoundrel awakened, he wouldn't be able to continue to make everyone wait.

The Goddess Palace could also be untied.

Thinking of this, she glanced at the distant battlefield, which was a low-altitude melee, a battlefield deliberately separated by martial artists below the Yang God Realm.

And her gaze fell on the figure who claimed to be the Evergreen Dao Master of the Dao God Palace.

Her eyes flickered, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Your Majesty!

!"

"Your Majesty!

!"

The hundreds of thousands of Imperial Guards below, their fighting spirit at this moment began to collapse after Jingtai's fall. No matter what, he was still their symbol.

As long as they won, everything would be fine.

But now, with the emperor's death, they had lost their confidence.

The power of the battle formation was almost visibly declining, and at the same time, an invisible sense of sorrow enveloped the hundreds of thousands of Imperial Guards.

The Old Ancestor of the Gu Family sneered, but did not stop. With a wave of his hand, rays of divine light sprinkled down, and the Imperial Guards fell in swathes, like rice in the fields.

Without the blessing of the battle formation, these people were no different from ants to the Yang God True Monarch.

Taoist Qingxu's eyes were calm, he did not move, but he did not stop them either, just watched this scene quietly.

And on the battlefield, the calmest were Ye Xiangnan and Manjusri, they were like this before, and they are still like this now.

Even Chen Yuan and Jingtai's confrontation caused most of the strongmen to retreat, they did not move, when the aftershocks approached them.

It was as if they had encountered a wall, unable to penetrate it at all.

Ye Xiangnan's eyes moved slightly, and slowly opened.

Manjusri Bodhisattva's lips overflowed with a trace of blood.

Clearly, the victory or defeat had been decided!

"Benefactor is indeed the second in the world, this poor monk is not as good."

Manjusri Bodhisattva put his hands together and said.

"You are qualified to be below this seat." Ye Xiangnan won, but did not despise Manjusri, being able to fight him on the rules to this point.

It had already proved Manjusri's strength.

The third in the world, worthy of the name.

As for the others, he originally wanted to try the Asura Demon Lord, but now it seems that there is no need for it. After all, that is an immortal, as for Chen Yuan....

Top ten on the Heavenly Ranking.

"This poor monk lost today's debate, and will go to Martial Emperor City another day to debate with Benefactor again, however, this has nothing to do with strength, this poor monk still wants to try Benefactor's strength."

"Jingtai is dead, you still want to fight?"

"Whether His Majesty dies or not has nothing to do with this poor monk's discussion."

"Hehe, interesting."

"What does Benefactor think?"

"Then you come, in Dao, you are not a match, in strength, you are even less so!"

Ye Xiangnan's aura suddenly erupted, with an incomparably powerful self-confidence.

"Please."

In the rearmost position of the Imperial Guards in the capital, a black-armored soldier, watching the scene of Jingtai's collapse, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again, and he whispered to himself:

"Worthless is worthless...."

Jingtai felt something was wrong with his body at the critical moment of the battle, both his primordial spirit and blood had stagnated, this, naturally, was his doing.

Since he had foreseen Jingtai's plan in advance, how could he not prepare?

Not only was there a problem with the blood pool under Purple Gold Mountain, but there was also a problem with the blood he borrowed from Wu Daozi, he personally took action back then, when Wu Daozi was seriously injured and did not notice.

He left behind his own means.

No one noticed except himself.

And the time of the fight was the time of the outbreak.

It was good that he was dead, good that he was dead.

Chen Yuan couldn't be killed for the time being, but the chaos in the world was at least completed. All in all, his death also had a share of his credit, which could comfort those Xiang family children who had died at the hands of the imperial court for more than two hundred years.

"Huff...."

He also slowly exhaled a turbid breath, preparing to leave silently.

After Jingtai's death, it was no longer so important whether he showed himself or not.

At least, Chen Yuan should still be able to keep half his life.

Although most of the people present had various thoughts in their minds, their eyes at this moment still subconsciously stayed in the center of the previous confrontation.

With the sweep of the aftermath, the light above the nine heavens was also gradually extinguished.

It seemed that the dust had settled.

Finally, the light dissipated, and a figure with tattered clothes stood above the nine heavens, a little black light was still shining, that was the center point of the confrontation.

It had directly shattered the void.

It was conceivable how terrifying the confrontation was.

The Asura Demon Lord's mask had shattered and collapsed at this moment, replaced by Chen Yuan's true face, and the mysterious patterns on his face that had not completely dissipated.

After the clothes exploded, what was revealed was Chen Yuan's toned body, although there were streaks of blood, it had a strange beauty.

"Cough cough..."

Chen Yuan coughed lightly twice, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

In the very center of the confrontation, even though he had a strong physique, even though he had Moro's protection, he still suffered extremely serious injuries.

After all, no matter how strong the defense was, it could not withstand the human void.

The void was broken, the amount of pressure a person would receive was conceivable.

Chen Yuan opened his eyes, glanced at where Jingtai originally was, and a trace of extremely solemn expression flashed in his eyes.

He really wanted Jingtai to die.

He really wanted to, and for this, he had paid a great price.

But....

What was a pity was that Jingtai had not died!

It wasn't that he sensed any aura, in fact, even Xiang Qianqiu didn't think Jingtai could live, how could he sense it? As for the source of his guess, it was because of... destiny!

Yes, destiny!

If Jingtai died, then the purple destiny would be absorbed by the Destiny Altar, and then give him guidance for the next opportunity, but unfortunately, he did not feel the destiny entering his body.

Thus, there was only one possibility.

That was,

Jingtai,

was still alive!

Chen Yuan did not care about the speculations and various gazes of the people below, he just looked ahead and said softly:

"I know, you are not dead yet."

The void was silent, but his voice resounded in everyone's ears.

Gu Tianqiong, Sima Che, Jiang He, Dongfang Sheng, the Four Great Bodhisattvas, and even Ye Xiangnan and Manjusri, at this moment, their eyes suddenly condensed.

Jingtai (His Majesty) is not dead yet?

Xiang Qianqiu was originally preparing to leave, but when he heard this soft voice, his brows suddenly furrowed, his pupils shrank deeply, and he was a little unbelievable, had his plan failed?

Jingtai.... is not dead yet?!

"Hehe... haha.... Chen Yuan, I underestimated you before, to actually be able to see that I am not dead yet, truly not simple."

The originally deceased Jingtai, once again came a rolling thunderous sound from the void.

Xiang Qianqiu was stunned for a moment, his fists clenched tightly.

This is... what's going on!

His physical body collapsed, his primordial spirit scattered.

How could he not be dead yet?

What went wrong.

What... place.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, his expression a little shocked.

In the void that had originally dissipated, a series of divine brilliance shone on the heavens and the earth, and above the capital city, endless destiny of the Great Jin rolled and surged, converging towards the direction of Purple Gold Mountain.

A somewhat illusory figure condensed between heaven and earth.

That was... Jingtai!

Although his body was somewhat illusory, it was... without a doubt that he had not died!

Jingtai's face gradually became clear, the look of horror in his eyes had just dissipated, just now, many of his plans had failed, and decades of accumulation had been destroyed.

But this did not mean that he would die just like that.

"Chen Yuan, you and Ksitigarbha, are indeed extraordinary, you left behind early in advance, my flesh body condensed by the power of incense, and by the millions of essence blood, were all shattered by you.

But, to think of killing me just like that, is underestimating me too much.

My plans are not just these, speaking of which, I have to thank you, for shattering my true body, in this way, my primordial spirit can be scattered between heaven and earth, and be united with the destiny of the country.

You thought I wanted to cross that tribulation? You thought, why did I want to cut off the karma on my body? That's right, my goal is the destiny of this country.

I originally thought that by relying on the power of the country's destiny, I could possess the power of immortals and gods, but now I find that that's not enough, as for now, I have merged with the Great Jin's destiny.

If the Great Jin is not destroyed, then I will not be destroyed.

If the Great Jin does not perish, then I will be immortal forever!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Jingtai's mouth.

If Chen Yuan hadn't shattered him, he really wouldn't have had the chance to get to this point, immortal forever.... This is a realm that even immortals can't reach, but now, he has reached it.

"Chen Yuan, the previous battle was already your limit, right, now.... what power do you have to defeat me? Hahaha.... kill you, kill everyone here, and my empire will be able to last forever!

No matter how much you plan, could you have calculated the current situation? Surrender, I can give you one last chance to live, as long as you are willing to be my servant forever, I can still give you wealth and glory.

And your Dao God Palace, doesn't have to be destroyed!"

Behind Chen Yuan, a burst of light flashed, a sense of withdrawal lingered in his heart, Moro's power slowly receded, he glanced at Jingtai, and then glanced at Chen Yuan, and transmitted his voice:

"Next, I'm counting on you."

"Senior..."

"Someone has come looking for me."

After saying that, Moro no longer lingered, turned around and merged into the void.

With Moro leaving, the pressure all fell on Chen Yuan.

He took a deep breath, raised his head, and could sense Jingtai's current strength, indeed powerful after merging with the true destiny of the country, but it was not without a chance.

He raised his head, looked at Jingtai, and said in a deep voice:

"If I can kill you once, I can destroy you a second time!"

Jingtai smiled, although without a contemptuous expression, there was contemptuous meaning:

"Not to mention that Ksitigarbha has left, even if he is still here, he doesn't have the strength and means to kill me, with you now..... What makes you think so?

Just because... you are arrogant?"

Chen Yuan looked straight at Jingtai and said in a deep voice:

"What if it's just because of me?"

"Hehe.... then, you should perish."

"Jingtai, you think you have won?"

"Isn't it?"

"But in reality, you.... are seeking your own death!"

.......

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