Chapter 3183: Ironclad Horses Crossing the Frozen River

When Die Yue saw that, she finally relaxed and fought against the two Great Emperors, the Lord of Nether Heaven and the Lord of Autumn Heaven with all her might. The more she fought, the stronger her aura became!

When the Fiend Lord and Brahma Ghost Mother saw that, the shock in their hearts was definitely not inferior to the Lords of the Heavenly Court.

They came from the major chiliocosm and their cultivation realms were far above Great Emperors. However, they were in the medium chiliocosm and were restricted by the Heaven and Earth laws. Their combat strength was restricted and they could only unleash the strength of Great Emperors.

Therefore, their combat strengths in the medium chiliocosm were similar.

Such Heaven and Earth laws originated from the birth of Heaven and Earth and these laws served as protection for the Three Realms.

If experts of upper worlds went down to lower worlds and released their powers at will, the lower worlds would be destroyed countless times and that would destroy the stability of the Three Realms.

Living beings of the medium chiliocosm would suffer similar restrictions when heading to the minor chiliocosm unless they cultivated to the Emperor realm or above.

Even with their cultivation realms in the major chiliocosm, they could not resist such Heaven and Earth laws.

However, the power released by Great Emperor Desolate Martial seemed to have broken through the restrictions of the Heaven and Earth laws on him!

How was that possible?

Great Emperor Desolate Martial was only at the Emperor realm. How could there be such a variable from him?

Given the understanding of the Fiend Lord, Brahma Ghost Mother and the others, they could not understand the situation earlier on.

However, the two of them knew in their hearts that if Great Emperor Desolate Martial could really break through the restrictions of the Heaven and Earth laws on him, even if his strength was just increased by a single level, it would be enough to determine the victory of the Heaven Conquest Battle!

The Fiend Lord and the others fought the Heaven Conquest Battles for several eras and countless years but they had always ended in failure.

It was only in this generation that they finally saw a glimmer of hope!

On the other side.

The Lord of Vermilion Heaven lost the initiative and was severely injured by Empress Evil’s Galaxy Dream. He wanted to retreat from the battlefield to recuperate.

However, Empress Evil followed him like a shadow and chased after him, not giving him a chance at all!

“Shriek!”

When the Lord of Vermilion Heaven saw that the situation was bad, he shrieked and let out a sharp phoenix cry.

Pfft!

The Lord of Vermilion Heaven bit the tip of his tongue gently and spat out a mouthful of Essence Blood, scattering it in front of him.

Every single drop of Essence Blood transformed into a scarlet Vermilion Bird that flapped its wings and charged towards Empress Evil with a searing heat! Although the Lord of Vermilion Heaven was not from the true Vermilion Bird race, he had an extremely rich Vermilion Bird bloodline flowing through his body.

“Heavenly Vermilion Sacred Sword!”

At the same time, the Lord of Vermilion Heaven fused his Dao Imprint with his bloodline and world to condense a scarlet sword in his palm. It was incomparably hot and burned with flames as though it had just been pulled out of magma.

When the Lord of Vermilion Heaven saw that he could not escape, he risked his severely injured body and wielded the Heavenly Vermilion Sacred Sword. Surrounded by many Vermilion Birds, he slashed towards Empress Evil!

He was a Lord of the Heavenly Court after all. Even if his combat strength was restricted to the Great Emperor level, he could still unleash many powerful trump cards with his extraordinary knowledge.

Empress Evil was barehanded and her glabella shone. Suddenly, ripples appeared in her eyes as she murmured softly, “Incessant Dreams…”

Empress Evil’s voice was soft and pure, like a child filled with innocence.

When the voice sounded, the Lord of Vermilion Heaven felt exhausted and fell asleep.

The Lord of Vermilion Heaven’s expression changed indeterminately.

The left half was incomparably calm and peaceful, but the right half looked abnormally ferocious and in pain!

The Lord of Vermilion Heaven was caught in a struggle!

He clearly knew that this was the Dharmic Dao of Empress Evil.

Furthermore, it was one of Empress Evil’s strongest methods.

Incessant Dreams could be used on the Essence Spirit directly and cause the other party to be in a daze, as though he had fallen into a dream, while damaging his Essence Spirit directly!

However, his body could not be controlled and he wanted to fall asleep.

If he was at his peak, he would definitely not be so passive.

The combat strength between the two of them was actually not much different. However, he lost the initiative in a moment of carelessness and was severely injured by Empress Evil, leading to the current crisis!

“Pfft!”

Suddenly, the Lord of Vermilion Heaven turned the Heavenly Vermilion Sacred Sword around and stabbed towards his abdomen.

He used all his strength without holding back for that stab and it pierced through his body instantly, causing blood to flow profusely!

The immense pain stimulated the Lord of Vermilion Heaven’s mind and woke him up instantly.

Although the entire process sounded long, it was actually almost instant.

However, in that single moment, his Essence Spirit was already damaged and the many Vermilion Birds that surrounded him dissipated one after another.

Fortunately, he had already woken up and was temporarily out of danger.

However, at that moment, Empress Evil pointed in his direction and murmured softly, “Ironclad horses crossing the frozen river…”

Rumble!

Suddenly, the sound of an army charging over sounded in the mind of the Lord of Vermilion Heaven. They charged through the frozen river with a murderous aura!

The next moment, countless armored warhorses appeared before his eyes, revealing only pairs of cold eyes.

The countless warhorses charged over aggressively!

“Ah! Ah! Ah!”

The Lord of Vermilion Heaven roared and gripped the Heavenly Vermilion Sacred Sword with both hands, waving it in all directions continuously.

He could no longer tell if the scene before him was reality or a dream.

Be it reality or a dream, all he wanted to do was slash everything in front of him.

However, when his Heavenly Vermilion Sacred Sword slashed down on the warhorses, it was as though it had struck empty air. The Heavenly Vermilion Sacred Sword slashed past the warhorses but met with no obstruction.

They were fake?

The Lord of Vermilion Heaven was slightly stunned and a look of confusion flashed through his eyes.

Bang!

However, at the next moment, a warhorse charged over and collided heavily in front of him, sending him flying hundreds of feet away and landing in the distant starry skies.

Intense pain!

He was filled with ubiquitous pain!

However, the Lord of Vermilion Heaven could not even tell if the pain was real or fake and if it came from a dream.

A figure hidden among the galloping warhorses suddenly appeared and slapped the top of his head!

The Lord of Vermilion Heaven’s eyes lit up and he instantly locked onto the figure, shouting, “Die!”

Swoosh!

The Heavenly Vermilion Sacred Sword slashed out, slicing through the bodies of countless warhorses.

The figure disappeared.

The Lord of Vermilion Heaven did not have time to think. He turned around abruptly and waved the Heavenly Vermilion Sacred Sword, slashing behind him!

However, he was still a step too slow.

Bang!

A palm slapped his back neither lightly nor forcefully.

However, the Lord of Vermilion Heaven shuddered as though his soul had left his body. His soul left his body from that palm strike and he was in adrift, not knowing where he was!

“Nanke Palm!”

The Lord of Vermilion Heaven recognized that it was one of Empress Evil’s most famous methods in the major chiliocosm!

The killing power of the Nanke Palm was not strong.

However, with every palm strike, a layer of dream would appear on his body.

The more palm strikes there were, the more dreams there would be, stacking continuously until he was trapped in layers of dreams and could not extricate himself forever!

“Pfft!”

The Lord of Vermilion Heaven spat out another mouthful of blood.

He could no longer distinguish between reality and dream.

On the other side.

When the Lord of Power Heaven saw that the situation was bad, his expression was solemn.

If this continued, the Lord of Vermilion Heaven would probably be suppressed by Empress Evil!