Escape?
Heh heh... no escape.
Yin and Yang, Life and Death, Light and Dark, Thunder and Water... a sword converging eight paths, shattering the firmament.
The two Great Daos beneath the sword instantly disintegrated.
"I... am unwilling..." roared the Emperor of Rage.
Whether it was the Emperor of Astonishment or the Emperor of Rage.
Even their combined strength couldn't withstand this sword.
This sword was too powerful.
Rumble.
A storm of destruction swept across heaven and earth, chaos churning violently.
Chen Fan stood calmly within the chaos, suspended in mid-air.
Whoosh!
A gust of wind blew, scattering the smoke of battle.
Apart from the figure wielding the divine sword, no one else remained on the battlefield.
The enemies didn't even leave behind corpses.
He glanced back at the distant battle; Elder Demon Chu and the Emperor of Sorrow were still locked in combat.
Both sides had truly ignited a fire, and this battle would not cease until one of them fell.
Chen Fan had no intention of intervening.
Elder Demon Chu also didn't need his help.
Swish.
The River of Life and Death appeared.
"Gather."
The energies of the Emperor of Rage and the Emperor of Astonishment were devoured by the long river.
Scattered spiritual lights coalesced within the river, and with the infusion of immense energy, two figures slowly solidified.
Following this, spiritual light flashed, and consciousness returned.
"How long has it been?"
Wusheng mumbled as he walked out of the River of Life and Death.
Sensing the ongoing battle in the distance, he sighed helplessly, "Has it been over three minutes?"
Chen Fan: "..."
Perhaps.
He smiled and said nothing.
At this moment, Luoran also emerged from the River of Life and Death, her eyes... filled with shock.
"This..."
She was still in a daze.
She finally understood what Wusheng meant by taking a nap.
Gulp.
She swallowed and looked at the figure opposite her in disbelief.
This man, her Dao companion's friend... could actually bring people back from the dead.
Wusheng explained with a smile, "The Dao of Life and Death, it's quite normal."
"Normal?"
Luoran was speechless. "Even the King of Life couldn't resurrect people."
Where was the normalcy in this?
Let alone the King of Life, even the Thousand Threads Emperor couldn't resurrect people.
Not everyone could bring people back to life; even comprehending the Dao of Life and Death didn't mean anyone could achieve it.
Spiritual essence.
Could anyone condense it?
If anyone could do this, wouldn't the world be in chaos?
"King of Life?"
Wusheng scoffed. "What can that waste accomplish?"
Despite the King of Life being an eighth-tier being, Wusheng didn't really regard him with any importance.
His tone was full of disdain. "Entering the eighth tier by inheriting others' fortune, and for so many years, he has only grown stronger through plunder. Such a person, in the Realm of Life and Death, would have long been dragged out and fed to dogs."
Luoran: "..."
Her Dao companion's tone left her unsure how to respond.
In her memory, her Dao companion was an invincible existence.
Yet, in her Dao companion's words, he clearly looked down on the other party.
Then...
"Mm."
Chen Fan nodded in agreement. "Growing stronger by plundering others is indeed being a waste."
Luoran: "..."
Chen Fan's words made it even harder for her to refute.
The person before her had slain a Great Emperor of the Six Truths.
"By the way..."
Luoran suddenly remembered, "What about the Emperor of Rage and the others?"
"Do I need to say?"
Wusheng said speechlessly, "Do you think reviving us doesn't require energy?"
"So... our lives were exchanged for the lives of the Emperor of Rage and the others?"
"Mm."
Chen Fan nodded. "Extracting energy from chaos now is too slow."
"Alright..."
Luoran fell silent.
After thinking for a moment, she pointed to the distance, "What about over there, aren't we going to do anything?"
"No need to."
Chen Fan had absolute faith in Elder Demon Chu's combat prowess.
At the same cultivation level, killing Elder Demon Chu was no easy feat.
It was easy to fight him, but difficult to kill him.
Even the Master of the Yin-Yang Dao would find it hard to kill the current Elder Demon Chu.
"Let's just watch..." Wusheng echoed the sentiment.
In any case, they couldn't participate even if they wanted to.
"Haha."
Laughter erupted from the distant battlefield.
The laughter pierced through the chaos, shaking the firmament.
"Nothing more than this, hahahaha..." Demonic shadows towered, forcing the Emperor of Sorrow to retreat step by step.
"Kill."
The Emperor of Sorrow fought with frenzy, counterattacking relentlessly.
The two were in a pure melee.
Neither willing to yield an inch.
A fight to the death.
"Swallow."
Amidst the demonic shadows, the maw of a Taotie finally appeared.
"Heaven and Earth Grieve." The Emperor of Sorrow's strongest move.
Unfortunately, it was useless against Elder Demon Chu.
Any Dao of Emotion was ineffective against him.
Any emotion would hinder his drawing speed.
Boom.
The Taotie's maw swallowed the Emperor of Sorrow whole.
The Emperor of Sorrow attacked furiously, striking the Taotie's maw.
But it was futile.
Elder Demon Chu had fought himself into a berserker state; at this moment, he was a tireless beast.
"Roar."
His roar shook heaven and earth.
Until the enemy dies, the battle does not cease.
"Explode, explode, explode."
The Taotie's maw exploded under Elder Demon Chu's frenzy.
This was not the first time he had done this, nor would it be the last.
Boom.
The Emperor of Sorrow's tattered body fell out from the Taotie's maw.
His scarred Dao was heavily damaged.
The Emperor of Sorrow was severely injured.
Elder Demon Chu was in a similar state, but he was fearless.
"Kill."
Elder Demon Chu, charging forward again, had once again entered the death match mode.
He was always this insane.
"Tsk, tsk."
From afar, Wusheng watched with amusement. "This guy is always like this."
"Chen Fan..."
Wusheng asked, "Is it because you're his backup that he's so crazy?"
"If you hadn't resurrected him again and again, this guy would have died countless times already."
Though the words were not meant as praise, the fact remained.
It was truly not easy for Elder Demon Chu to survive until today.
This fellow didn't have many resurrection chances left, yet he was still like this.
Luoran, however, watched Elder Demon Chu with shock. "He is so strong."
Yes, very strong.
Wusheng didn't deny this.
Elder Demon Chu lived for battle and embodied the demonic essence.
Such an existence was the most troublesome for enemies.
At this moment, Chen Fan looked at Wusheng and asked, "When will Senior reach the eighth tier?"
"Not for a long time."
Wusheng shook his head. "My swordsmanship is not perfect; I still need to contemplate it thoroughly."
"Mm."
"What about you?"
Wusheng asked in return, "What does it feel like to reach the eighth tier?"
"It's just... like that."
"Tsk, tsk."
Wusheng smacked his lips. "I truly envy you all."
"..."
The two continued to chat about trivial matters.
It was mainly out of boredom, as they didn't know when Elder Demon Chu's battle would end.
Since they were waiting, they might as well chat.
Luoran, on the other hand, watched the battle with great interest.
Battles between eighth-tier beings were extremely rare.
Unlike the Tenth Land, the Ninth Land had not witnessed many such battles in the past million years.
There were plenty of seventh-tier battles, but they rarely ended in a fight to the death.
Battles between Great Emperors were a rare sight in the peaceful Ninth Land.
It was precisely for this reason that she watched with such fascination.
Not everyone was fortunate enough to witness a battle between Great Emperors.
Many people, even after living for tens of thousands of years, never got to see one.
After all, the Chaos was vast, and the number of Great Emperors in a realm was few; they were often beings of high status.
Not everyone could meet them.