Journey of the Fate Destroying Emperor novel Chapter 1081

Chapter 1081 Last Resistance

1081 Last Resistance

Flower Blade went on the offensive. With a wave of his hand, billions of flower petals appeared in the sky, covering Ao Shen and the surroundings. Each petal gleamed with a sharp intent or Qi. They rushed toward their target, cutting the space around simply due to their sharpness.

Ao Shen waved his whip, destroying every petal; their sharpness was useless to him. Divine Armament used a spell to materialize his defense in the shape of a mountain before dropping it on the dragon. Ao Shen's human body created a tail that rushed to the sky, destroying the mountain with one attack.

Lightning Fist appeared next to him, punching his head with a fist full of Divine Punishment.

"I've been waiting for you," said Ao Shen with a smile.

[Darkness of the Heart]

Lightning Fist's punch stopped momentarily as she saw Ao Shen's face turn into Saber Snake, someone she felt guilty about. However, she swiftly regained her bearing and continued her attack. Sadly, that slight pause is a grave error for beings of their level.

Ao Shen's sharp claw headed directly into her heart. However, Divine Armament exchanged places with her, leaving a large hole in his chest. Ao Shen was unhappy because he sensed a petal in this guy's soul that blocked the most critical part of that attack.

'What an annoyance,' thought Ao Shen, looking at Flower Blade. 'Although he's a new Immortal Sovereign, he seemed very adept at using the Dao Will Weapon he possessed. Additionally, his primary spell is not only a sword attack; the flowers seemed very versatile. I probably should eliminate him first, but he seems like a cunning guy with many tricks up his sleeve.'

After proving the Dao, So She decided to use one of his most powerful techniques: [Night of Yesterday]. The world's order dictates that the sun and the moon will alternate, changing day to night. But is the night of tomorrow the same as the night of today? No. So, what if someone wishes to control the night of a week ago? With the proper manipulation, they can control time.

The sky above this group suddenly turned into night, but the night will be somewhat different with each passing second.

"What's happening?" Lightning Fist asked. She felt a great sense of dread, but she did not know exactly what was happening.

"He's using his Darkness Dao to control time," said Flower Blade with an ugly expression.

"Control time? You don't mean?"

"Yes, once he reaches the night when we become Immortal Sovereign, it's over for us," said Flower Blade. He and Divine Armament became Immortal Sovereigns 8,000 years ago, and by the rate at which the nights kept changing, it wouldn't be long before reaching that period. He could already feel his body weakened as he became younger.

"We must kill him as soon as possible," said Divine Armament.

"Agree."

[Strength Flower], [Speed Flower], [Defense Flower], [Stamina Flower], [Luck Flower].

Lightning Fist and Divine Armament each received five petals that fused with their body, drastically increasing their overall stats. Feeling confident with this boost, they rushed toward their opponent, followed by the Sword Qi Petals. The plan has not changed: restrain the enemy to exile him into the upper dimension.

Suddenly, Flower Blade felt a strange urge. He felt something creepy, eerie, and fearful behind him. The corner of his eyes seemed to have seen something, and without realizing it, he turned his head to see what it was-nothing; it was empty. He immediately knew he was being tricked and turned around, but it was too late.

Shadow tentacles had restrained Lightning Fist, and Ao Shen's claw had pierced Divine Armament's head. Flower Blade clenched his hands because he could no longer sense the latter's soul.

'Damn him,' he roared in his mind, but he exhaled to calm down. He activated his petals to save Lightning Fist.

"It's too late," declared Ao Shen, and his words were immediately proven correct. Before the petals reached their destination, their aura suddenly dropped, and it was the same for their master. The eight thousand years had passed, and Flower Blade watched as a terrifying sense of weakness enveloped him.