Fantasy: Ten Dragons Compete for the Throne, I, the Villain, Choose to Play it Off

Chapter 122 Heaven and Earth Rise and Fall, All Turn to White Bones!
"what……"

Immediately, someone shouted in fear and unease.

It transformed into a streak of light and flew away, but in an instant it stopped in mid-air, its body rapidly withering, and finally turned into countless white sands that fell from the sky.

"So we were..."

Jian Wuhen glanced in Li Qiye's direction and gave a wry smile.

The Purple Ink Qilin sighed slightly and transformed into a pitch-black Qilin, its scales shimmering with light, as if crafted from black gold.

Jin Peng Wan'er, dressed in a long golden dress, transformed into golden wings and stared at Li Qiye in the Immortal Palace, as if she wanted to fly over there.

But the next moment, her eyes lost their luster, and after a brief pause, she flapped her wings and vanished instantly.

"Who among us can contend for the pinnacle on the path to immortality? In the end, it's all for naught!"

Jian Wuhen sighed helplessly.

He sat cross-legged on the bluestone beside him, and quickly wrote a sentence with his finger as a sword. Then he looked in Li Qiye's direction and nodded slightly.

In Li Qiye's gaze, flesh and blood turned into white bones, eventually transforming into a skeleton as white as jade.

In an instant, everything in heaven and earth seemed to have gone through countless vicissitudes and countless years, and all turned to ashes.

The once idyllic island is now in ruins, and the azure ocean has turned into a boundless desert.

As the wind howled and swirled up yellow sand, the powerful sea monster was reduced to bones and eventually turned to dust.

All the disciples of those celestial abodes have vanished.

No matter how hard they tried, it was all in vain; their eyes were filled with despair.

They could only watch helplessly as their flesh and blood withered, turning into a skeleton, or even turning into dust and merging into the yellow sand.

Besides the Purple Jade Qilin and the Golden Roc Wan'er...

Jian Wuhen was no exception, but no matter how talented or monstrous he was, he could not escape his fate and eventually became a skeleton, gradually stained with yellow sand, silent and still.

Compared to others, at least Jian Wuhen left behind a complete skeleton.

Seeing all this, Li Qiye fell silent, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

He felt terrible watching his good friend, with whom he had spent so much time, pass away.

At least he has already considered Jian Wuhen, Zi Mo Qilin, Jin Peng Wan'er, Feng Huang Ni Chang and others as friends.

Even more fatally, he could only watch helplessly as it all happened, unable to do anything or change anything.

He looked into the distance of the desert and saw a golden sun rising slowly, its light shining brightly.

At the same time, a scorching heat suddenly filled the area, as if it were melting the earth. The terrifyingly high temperature made it hard for him to breathe.

Divine Sun Immortal Lord!

Li Qiye's pupils suddenly contracted.

Without a doubt, this is the true form of the Divine Sun Immortal Lord.

It looked somewhat fragmented, with half of its head missing and a terrifying hole in its body, piercing through it from front to back, as if it had been pierced by some divine weapon. Its pupils were dull and lifeless, without the slightest luster.

At the site of the wound, golden flames burn eternally.

The corpse of a Divine Lord Realm Immortal was terrifying. The moment it appeared, it seemed as if the world was about to collapse. Dark cracks appeared and spread outwards along the corpse of the Divine Sun Immortal.

"So be it, it's just a battle after all!"

As the Thunder Immortal Lord sighed, a series of thunderous roars resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

At the edge of the desert, a winged figure appeared, his head high and his face blue. He, too, had long since perished. A profoundly ancient sword mark was clearly visible between his brows, still radiating an incredibly terrifying sword intent despite the passage of countless years, as if it could tear the heavens and earth apart.

The Thunder Immortal Lord's true form also manifested. With his appearance, dark clouds filled the sky, thunderclouds rolled, and thick bolts of lightning moved like dragons, accompanied by thunder that resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

Li Qiye was surprised to see this.

He was not frightened by the apocalyptic scene; on the contrary, he remained quite calm.

Because this aura, though terrifying, is completely inconsistent with the aura that a Celestial Lord in the Divine Lord realm should possess.

Having already experienced the stability of this small world during his previous duel with Jian Wuhen, Li Qiye was aware of its stability.

To put it bluntly, it is far less stable than the outside world.

Even the power unleashed by these two cultivators at the Purple Mansion Realm was enough to cause spatial rifts in this small world.

So, if the true form of a Divine Lord or Immortal Lord were to appear, could this small world withstand it?
Although there are few records of it in ancient books, Li Qiye knew that at the level of immortals, they could destroy the world with a flick of their fingers, and a single drop of blood was enough to wipe out billions of lives.

And the Divine Lord Realm Immortal Lords, who are above Immortals in the Immortal Realm, are even more terrifying; how could they only be this level?

Although Li Qiye didn't know the reason, he figured there must be something fishy going on.

Unfortunately, both Divine Sun Immortal Lord and Thunder Immortal Lord only retained a trace of their obsession and were completely unaware of this.

"A regret is always a regret..."

Just then, Immortal Xiyue said calmly, "I have allowed you to live in this world for so many years without ever paying attention to you, only out of pity and unwilling to go too far. Now that I have appeared, you are still stubborn and unrepentant, so don't blame me for not showing you any mercy!"

"Be bold!"

The lingering resentment of the Divine Sun Immortal Lord transformed directly into a sun, and he sneered, "We have obsessions, but do you not? You little immortal, you are like an ant in front of this immortal lord, yet you dare to be so presumptuous."

“Fellow Daoist Xiyue, you do not cherish the old friendship we shared, but this Immortal Lord does…”

At this moment, Thunder Immortal Lord's extremely cold voice rang out:
"Get out of our way! You're no match for us. Don't bring about your own destruction!"

Then, his gaze fell on the barefoot woman in white who had been silent for a long time.

In fact, neither Shenyang Immortal Lord nor Leiting Immortal Lord ever took Xiyue Immortal seriously.

As mentioned earlier, immortals in the Immortal Realm are utterly insignificant in their eyes.

To ordinary beings, immortals in the Immortal Realm are already high above, able to look down on everything in the world.

To these immortal lords at the Divine Lord level, these immortals were nothing more than ants; it just took a little more effort to crush them.

However, the woman in white and barefoot was different; even in that ancient era, they could not see through her cultivation level.

When Shenyang Immortal Lord and Leiting Immortal Lord were still just immortals, the woman in white and barefoot was already an immortal lord at the Divine Lord realm.

But when the War of Annihilation came, she mysteriously disappeared without a trace until today.

"You don't need to look at me."

The lord of this forbidden zone of life spoke calmly.

His voice was ethereal and uncertain, and his gaze was sometimes lost and sometimes clear.

Her tone was extremely indifferent, devoid of any emotion.

"I'm here simply out of habit, to bid farewell to an old friend."

"It's just a habit?"

Li Qiye's eyes flickered slightly, a strange feeling stirring in his heart.

(End of this chapter)