Chapter 1503: Apocalypse Illusion

After Mu Ruodie fell into the Abyss of Devils, Li Mengxue suddenly felt a sense of loss, her expression becoming complex as she gazed blankly into the abyss that seemed bottomless.

"Is this worth it?" Li Mengxue murmured to herself. "You clearly know that no matter what, I could never bring myself to kill you."

"What exactly is your righteousness? What makes you charge forward endlessly, disregarding your own life? I truly cannot understand."

As she spoke, she glanced at Lin Mo who was sleeping soundly in her arms.

"Brother Lin Mo, I hope you can forgive me..."

...

On the War Soul Continent, the Demon Clan's army was unstoppable, advancing from the gates of Jiuzhou straight to the boundaries of the Desolation Domain and Jiuzhou. In just a few short days, the vast Jiuzhou completely collapsed.

After endless wailing, what followed was a scene of unbearable apocalypse.

At the gathering place of the Desolation Domain's army, the warriors who retreated in defeat and were heavily injured gathered beside a fifty-meter-wide altar. Their gazes were fixed on the figure of a white-clad man in the center of the altar.

Kong Ming's figure appeared somewhat frail, his complexion slightly pale as he gazed towards the direction of the Heavenly Abyss Sea, sighing deeply. "Could it be that Heaven truly intends to destroy our human race?"

The Lord of the Beast Domain, Xuan Tian, stood closest to the altar. He glanced in a certain direction and whispered, "Sir, what about Emperor Qin..."

"Emperor Qin has his own mission, which cannot be forced." Before Xuan Tian could finish, Kong Ming interrupted him, "But one thing is certain, he will not betray us."

"As for the Demon Mountain..." Kong Ming couldn't help but sigh.

Xuan Tian's expression also soured. "Humph, that so-called unparalleled strength is nothing but this."

"He was beaten like a dog back then, and now he doesn't dare to join the battle. He's called the Unparalleled Demon of War, what a joke..."

Kong Ming shook his head. "When paths diverge, there's no need for further words."

"They're back, they've returned."

Suddenly, someone shouted.

Kong Ming also looked over with excitement, but soon disappointment filled his face once more.

"We... are incompetent, we failed to open the Heavenly Gate."

As soon as the heroes landed, they collectively knelt down beneath the altar, speaking.

"The old Holy Dragon guarding the Heavenly Gate was merely at the peak of the Supreme Realm. How could you all be defeated? What exactly happened?" Kong Ming was puzzled. He noticed that Lin Mo and Mu Ruodie were missing from the group and immediately asked anxiously, "Where is Lin Mo? Has he fallen?"

Su Yang slowly raised his head and said, "The reason why the Heavenly Gate hasn't opened is because the old Holy Dragon has betrayed us, but the Demon Clan had already made arrangements long ago."

"After my elder brother and others joined forces to defeat the old Holy Dragon, a powerful expert from the Demon Clan's Divine Realm appeared. Later, we fought desperately together and also managed to defeat the Divine Realm expert, but..."

Su Yang recounted everything that happened outside the Heavenly Gate, not even hiding how Lin Mo was affected.

"Sir, my elder brother planted the Dormant Demon Sword... Is there a solution?"

After listening to Su Yang, Kong Ming didn't answer his question but sighed deeply, "The Demon Lord Night Tide truly calculated everything, even including Lin Mo..."

"Sir?" Su Yang was somewhat unwilling to give up and continued to ask.

"The Dormant Demon Sword requires a Divine Realm expert to break the seal, which is difficult below the Divine Realm." Kong Ming said, "But fortunately, Lin Mo has not fallen... there is still a chance."

...

Outside the Heavenly Gate, dressed in black, Li Mengxue let Lin Mo rest his head on her thigh as she quietly watched his face.

From time to time, she reached out to touch his cheek, feeling everything about him.

"In a month, the great battle should be over." Li Mengxue murmured, "By then, we will join the Demon Clan and live hidden among the myriad realms. There's no need for any burdens anymore."

"There are some things that we cannot change. There's really no need to sacrifice ourselves for these meaningless matters."

With that, she lowered her head and lightly kissed Lin Mo's forehead.

"Lin Mo, wake up, Lin Mo!"

Inside the Emperor's Spirit Space, Nine Lives was extremely anxious. Originally, she was going to come out and fight, but Lin Mo didn't open the Emperor's Spirit Space even at the moment of sleep.

"You damn Lin Mo, wake up for me."

Nine Lives kept shouting, but Lin Mo's consciousness still showed no signs of awakening.

This continued for ten days. The battle between humans and demons on the War Tiger Continent became even more intense. Master Kong Ming controlled the Great Formation of the World, gathering all the power of the War Soul Continent. Finally, at the boundaries of the Desolation Domain and Jiuzhou, they managed to resist the Demon Clan's army without being in a desperate situation anymore.

But Kong Ming's body became weaker day by day.

At this moment, Lin Mo was still sleeping beside Li Mengxue, and Nine Lives was still anxiously calling out to him.

Boom!

In Nine Lives' extreme frustration, deep within the Emperor's Spirit Space, the purple aura surrounding the ancient coffin suddenly moved, then turned into a wisp of purple smoke, entering Lin Mo's spiritual sea.

While Lin Mo was still asleep, he suddenly entered a dream.

"Where is this?" Lin Mo looked at the scene before him, which he had never seen before but felt inexplicably familiar. Before long, he saw countless dragons soaring in the sky.