The Rebirth of the Immortal Emperor: I am the Lord

In the Southern Wasteland, facing the attack of the monster, the three roared in unison again, pushing the immortal energy and spiritual power in their bodies to the extreme. Their figures quickly shuttled through the air, like three lightning bolts, and fought fiercely with the monster. The attacks of sword light, knife shadow and whisk were intertwined.

The forces of immortals and demons continued to clash on the ruins, and every collision was accompanied by a deafening roar and earth-shattering energy fluctuations. The entire Southern Wasteland seemed to be shrouded by this power.

Among the ruins, the already shaky buildings completely collapsed at this moment, and the rubble and dust poured down like a rainstorm, blocking the view. The sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and each lightning seemed to strike directly at people's hearts, making people feel terrified.

As the battle intensified, the sky of the Southern Wasteland seemed to be torn apart, revealing a chaotic and dark void. In this void, there seemed to be countless pairs of eyes peeking at everything below, flashing strange lights that made people shudder.

At this moment, the roar of the monsters became more ferocious, and bloodthirsty madness surged in their eyes. Every attack carried a power that was enough to destroy everything. It swung its sharp claws, tearing the air, leaving shocking claw marks.

Xiang Yitian, Shen Yutu and Yan Guichen fought hard in such an environment, their robes were soaked with sweat, and their bodies were covered with dust and blood. But their eyes were still firm, and the whisks, swords and knives in their hands were dancing tightly.

However, the power of the monster was too strong, and each of its attacks almost put the three people in a desperate situation. However, with their firm belief and unyielding will, the three people resolved the crisis time and time again and looked for opportunities to fight back.

However, at this moment, a more powerful dark force suddenly surged out from the void, like a huge black torrent, sweeping towards the three people. This force contained endless hatred and evil, as if it was going to swallow up the entire Southern Wasteland.

The three of them felt the horror of this power, and they couldn't help but feel a little desperate. But they knew that they couldn't give up. So, they roared in unison again, concentrating their immortal energy and spiritual power to the limit, ready to meet this final challenge.

The three of them stretched out their bodies, like three phoenixes soaring in the sky, and rushed towards the dark torrent. At this moment, their sword lights and knife shadows gathered into a dazzling light, as if to illuminate the entire Southern Wasteland.

When the light and the dark torrent collided, the entire Southern Wasteland trembled. In the sky, lightning flashed and thunder roared, dark clouds rolled; on the ground, gravel flew and dust rose. The two forces clashed fiercely on the ruins, and every collision was enough to change the color of the sky and the earth.

At the moment when the light and the dark torrent clashed, the world seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, revealing a crack leading to an unknown realm. From the crack, there came bursts of shrill wails and desperate cries, the sound struck people's hearts and shook their souls.

In the torrent of darkness, countless shadows seemed to be wriggling, twisting and struggling, as if they were vengeful spirits that had been imprisoned for thousands of years and finally found an opportunity to escape. These shadows gradually condensed into various shapes and hideous monsters, they opened their bloody mouths, revealing sharp fangs, and their eyes flashed with madness and bloodthirstiness.

Xiang Yitian, Shen Yutu and Yan Guichen were frightened by the sudden change, but they had a firm belief in victory. They knew that this would be their most difficult battle, but they also understood that only by defeating this dark force could they protect the tranquility and peace of the Southern Wilderness.

So, the three of them increased their strength again, their figures shuttled quickly in the air, the sword light and knife shadow intertwined into an airtight net, killing the monsters one by one. However, these monsters seemed endless, and every time they killed one, more monsters would emerge from the darkness to fill the gap.

The battle had already entered a white-hot stage, and the immortal energy and spiritual power of the three people were constantly being consumed. Their breathing became rapid, and sweat fell like rain, but their eyes were still firm, and the swords and knives in their hands did not slacken at all. At this time, although they hoped very much that the other three immortals could quickly deal with the rest of the demons and join their battle circle, there were also many other demons, and they were so powerful that they could not be separated at all.

"Brother Yitian, Brother Tutu, we can't go on like this. It's extremely disadvantageous for us. We must use our strongest move to solve the monster transformed by the Demon Lord in one fell swoop, otherwise..." Yan Guichen gripped the hilt of the knife tightly, a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and he said while gasping.

Before Yan Guichen finished speaking, the sky suddenly dimmed, as if even the light was swallowed by the endless darkness. The demon beast transformed by the Demon Lord now looked even larger and more terrifying in the darkness. Its eyes were like two balls of burning ghostly fire, staring straight at the three people, as if it could see through the fear in their hearts.

"Brother Gui Chen is right, we can't just sit there and wait to die!" Xiang Yitian's voice was firm and powerful. He took a deep breath, and the immortal energy in his body surged out like a river bursting its banks. A dazzling golden light condensed on the tip of the sword, which was the essence of his lifelong cultivation.

Shen Yutu was not willing to be left behind. He roared, and the spiritual power in his body seemed to be ignited, turning into a blazing flame that surrounded him. His whisk drew a series of fiery tracks in the air, which complemented Xiang Yitian's sword light, forming a shocking picture.

"Come on, Demon Lord! Let's put an end to this!" The three roared in unison. Their figures seemed to merge into one at this moment. The sword light, knife shadows and flames gathered into an irresistible force, rushing straight towards the demon beast.

"Humph! My strength has doubled after my transformation. You three think you can fight against me, the Demon Lord."

"Dark claws, kill!" The Demon Lord shouted with a cold snort, and the demon beast that the Demon Lord transformed suddenly stretched out countless withered claws from the darkness. They wrapped around the three people's bodies like ghosts, trying to drag them into the endless abyss. These claws were covered with black scales and exuded a disgusting stench, as if they were claws stretched out from hell.

"Not good!" Yan Guichen exclaimed, "Use my blood as a guide, and offer sacrifice to the heavens!" In a hurry, Yan Guichen sprayed a mouthful of blood on the blade of the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade. In an instant, the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade seemed to be awakened by an ancient and mysterious power. The blade trembled violently and emitted a low and distant dragon roar. The blood quickly spread on the blade and turned into blood-colored runes. They flashed with a strange light, as if they contained the power to destroy the world.

As Yan Guichen chanted the spell, the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade suddenly burst into a dazzling light. In the light, an illusory Azure Dragon soared into the sky. Its eyes were like torches, and its scales were flashing with cold light. It was majestic and terrifying. The Azure Dragon opened its huge mouth, let out a roar that shook the earth, and rushed directly towards the withered claws that were entangled with the three of them.