The battle flames in the Thirty-Three Layered Heaven were unceasing.

The Asura Clan launched a fierce offensive, yet they could not breach the defensive lines.

Countless Asuras fell in the flames of battle.

"What is the purpose of such sacrifices."

In the void, Jana Luo watched the battlefield below and spoke.

"…What can we do if it's meaningless? Asuras thrive on battle; war is our instinct."

Jana Luo responded.

No amount of sacrifice would cause the warriors of the Asura Clan to retreat.

In the Asura Realm, their honor and rights to flourish all needed to be won through warfare.

As long as they won the war, they could have everything.

"This is the existential value of the Asura people."

Jana Luo said, "The only one who wants to challenge this value is our king."

He felt a premonition deep in his heart and looked down, a roar from below echoed.

"What is Luo Hou, that coward, doing? Why hasn't he come down yet!"

That was the voice of Luo Qiantuo.

Jana Luo's expression turned cold: "They are trying to drag us down."

All the Asuras commanded by Luo Hou broke through the Barrier and stood in the void, not joining the battle.

The three Asura Kings thirst for military exploits, paying no regard to the lives of their people, but Luo Hou cared.

"Luo Hou!"

Outside the Three Realms, the voice of Zhulong also rebuked: "Why haven't you descended yet."

A sigh followed.

Dark flames descended from the void.

Like a meteor falling, it wasn't until thousands of feet away that the immortals of the Three Realms could see clearly, it was a youth with a face as cold as frost.

The fourth Asura King had arrived.

Heavenly King Li shouted loudly: "Stop him."

Heavenly Palace was prepared, and Randeng Ancient Buddha led the immortals to charge forward.

But before they could get close to Luo Hou, the Asura King extended his hand.

In an instant, that hand turned into a massive black hole, absorbing all light.

The light of the sun and moon, of the stars, of battle, and of immortal weapons, disappeared in a moment.

The world plunged into darkness.

Randeng Ancient Buddha and others suddenly lost their target.

"What is this sorcery?"

Randeng Ancient Buddha opened his Dharma Eye, but it was in vain, only darkness met his gaze.

His Buddha Light was also obscured by the darkness.

It was pure, unadulterated darkness, completely devoid of any light.

Heavenly Soldiers and Generals lost sight of their enemy and direction, and chaos ensued.

"What's happening!"

Their formations were in disarray: "I can't see anything."

"Ha ha, Luo Hou can control the light of the world."

Luo Qiantuo laughed loudly: "You've already lost this war."

The warriors of the Asura Clan were accustomed to fighting in darkness, and soon cries of agony resounded through the sky; the defensive lines rapidly began to collapse.

"Star Official of the Morning Star."

Heavenly King Li, realizing the terrifying capabilities of the last Asura King, shouted: "Light up the battlefield!"

A loud crowing sound immediately followed.

A sun appeared in the Thirty-Three Layered Heaven, dazzlingly bright, illuminating the entire battlefield.

Just as the immortals were about to relax, they heard a cold snort, and immediately a dark shadow enveloped the newly risen sun.

It was like a Heavenly Dog opening its mouth wide, swallowing the sun.

Heavenly Palace once again plunged into darkness.

As the mood of the immortals sank once again, a nine-colored Divine Light suddenly appeared in the sky.

It was an auspicious light, transformed from billions of Merit, not hidden by anything.

This was the light of Emperor Qinghua.

With ten thousand feet of radiant light above his head, he appeared on the battlefield.

"Emperor, Emperor Qinghua?"

Qing Yuanzi was stunned: "His head is glowing!?"

Even he had not heard of this information.

"Maybe Emperor Qinghua is wearing a wig?"

A voice beside him spoke.

Qing Yuanzi turned around and found Lingji Bodhisattva, one of his informants.

Lingji Bodhisattva was holding a string of firecrackers, lighting them while tossing a drum to Qing Yuanzi.

"What is this for?"

Qing Yuanzi asked in confusion.

"That was a Heavenly Dog eating the sun."

Lingji Bodhisattva replied: "I heard from Buddha that lighting firecrackers and beating drums can drive the Heavenly Dog away."

Qing Yuanzi blinked, then began to beat the drums.

So that Asura King had a Heavenly Dog.

He could write another book now.

Emperor Qinghua activated his Dharma Eye, searching for Luo Hou everywhere.

His auspicious light could only illuminate part of the battlefield; without finding Luo Hou, the root problem could not be solved.

Emperor Qinghua's gaze locked onto a dark area.

"Come out!"

He threw the Nine-colored Lotus, striking directly at the darkness, blasting a figure out.

"Great Saint, Great Compassion, Great Aspiration."

Luo Hou, with wounds all over, stepped out of the darkness.

He looked at Emperor Qinghua and said: "You are the Great Taiyi Savior of Sufferings of the Eastern Ultimate Myriad Palace of the Qinghua Eternal Realm."

"That is me."

Emperor Qinghua looked at Luo Hou, his figure flickering, and in just a moment, the wounds on Luo Hou's body disappeared.

"This man is tricky."

Emperor Qinghua had a sudden thought, a myriad of Nine-colored Lotuses, like a screen wall, completely enveloped Luo Hou.

"Do not underestimate me!"

Luo Hou's expression darkened, countless sword glows appeared behind him, as dazzling as a cluster of stars, shooting towards Emperor Qinghua.

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