**Chapter 1755: The Brahma Emperor's Choice**
The two old men were both dressed in the simplest of white robes, their long hair and beards as white as snow. Their ancient eyes were deep, carrying an endless vicissitude, as if they were two old men who had crossed time itself, coming from the distant past.
Nanming Shendi slowly lowered his arms, which trembled with intense pain, his gaze fixed firmly on these two old men.
Within the Fan Di God Realm, the only person who could rival him in the Xuan path of cultivation was Qianye Fantian.
But in his line of sight, the vast and mighty auras emanating from the two old men were actually no weaker than his own!
Moreover, their auras carried a strange sense of weight and antiquity.
What's going on... When did two such figures appear in the Fan Di God Realm?
His heart shook with shock, and suddenly his pupils contracted violently. From his mouth came an extremely deep, low murmur: "Qianye Bingzhu... Qianye Wugu!?"
These two aged faces, along with their auras, violently collided with the memories of Nanming that he had inherited... the memories of two people who had supposedly died long ago!
High in the sky, Yun Che's gaze also fixed on the two white-robed old men. That aura belonging to the God Emperor level, everything Qianye Ying'er had said, had all become reality.
Qianye Wugu and Qianye Bingzhu were respectively the previous generation and the generation before that of the Fantian Shen Di. Watching two people who should have been dead stand before his very eyes, Nan Wansheng's heart was shocked, but at the same time, a madness multiplied several times over surged within him.
"Everything is real, it's all real!" Nan Wansheng roared with extreme excitement. "Not only do you possess the vessel of eternal life, but you've also found a way to use it!"
"If you of the Fan Di can use it, then I of the Nanming have no reason why I can't... Hehehe, hahaha!"
He let out a wild laugh, golden light exploding from his pupils. As he spread his arms wide, a golden pagoda shadow materialized behind him.
Like the Fan Di, the ultimate color of Nanming's profound light was also gold. As Nanming's imperial might was frantically released, the golden pagoda shadow behind him shot into the sky, rising from a hundred zhang to a thousand... to ten thousand zhang.
Facing the poison-laden atmosphere of the Brahma Emperor's Imperial City, the white-robed old man on the right maintained a calm expression as still as a placid lake. He looked at Nan Wansheng and spoke in a deep voice: "The younger generation of Nanming is really becoming more and more impressive."
"This Nether Prison Pagoda of yours is quite well cultivated. It's already comparable to the old Nanming ghost of the past." The other white-robed old man said with a sigh.
The mere voices of these two old men brought a considerable pressure to Nan Wansheng... not to mention the presence of Gu Zhu, who was absolutely not to be underestimated.
But the "dead men" right before his eyes, the "vessel of eternal life" so close at hand, and perhaps this was his only chance—how could he give it up!
Even if he had to exhaust the full power of the Nether Prison Pagoda, he would forcefully break through to the place ahead where the "vessel of eternal life" was hidden.
He curled his lips, and just as he was about to step forward, his expression suddenly changed drastically. He whipped his head around...
On the other side, the various Brahma Kings, afflicted by the Heaven's Wound Severing Thought poison, were utterly defenseless against the furious Southern Nether Prison King and the Six Nether Gods. They fought with all their might despite the poison flaring up, but they were still completely suppressed. Before long, they were all severely injured.
Boom!
The combined Brahma God Grand Formation formed by the strongest First Brahma King and Second Brahma King was shattered by a single palm strike from the Southern Nether Prison King. He flipped his hand, and two pagoda shadows appeared simultaneously, crashing into the bodies of the two Brahma Kings.
Golden light exploded, tearing two massive bloody holes in the chests of both Brahma Kings. They both spat blood and flew backward.
Although the Nether King was powerful, the combined forces of the two strongest Brahma Kings shouldn't have been defeated so quickly... But under the influence of Heaven's Wound Severing Thought, their power became weak, their bodies fragile, and their lives were frantically draining away with every breath.
Bang!
The First and Second Brahma Kings crashed heavily to the ground. Around them, the other Brahma Kings were also lying on the floor, their bodies covered in dark blood.
They looked at each other, their eyes filled only with bleakness... and a final, desperate resolution.
The Southern Nether Prison King's figure flashed, his gaze looking down, as sinister as a ghost: "Being able to personally execute so many Brahma Kings should have been a very satisfying thing. Unfortunately, you dared to scheme and kill the Western Nether Prison King... So don't even think about dying too easily!"
With the precedent of the Western Nether Prison King, the Southern Nether Prison King, while being ruthless, was also naturally extra cautious, never giving any Nether King the chance to get close.
He extended his hand, and five small profound formations of the same type flickered on his spread fingers: "Howl in pain before you die! Consider it a funeral offering for the Western Nether Prison King!"
At that moment, two immense auras of the Brahma Emperor level came from afar, causing the Southern Nether Prison King and all the Nether Gods and Brahma Kings to turn their heads in shock.
"Ancestor..." the First Brahma King said excitedly. He was the only one among the surviving Brahma Kings who knew the secret of the "Ancestor": "It's the Ancestor!"
"What!?" The Southern Nether Prison King let out a startled cry.
And just as the Southern Nether Prison King was distracted by the appearance of the two Brahma Emperor Ancestors, from behind him, Qianye Zixiao, who had been actively attacking the Brahma Kings all along, suddenly shot out like a bolt of lightning, crashing onto the Southern Nether Prison King's back. Golden marks frantically spread across his body, tightly locking onto the Southern Nether Prison King.
"You!" The Southern Nether Prison King turned his head in shock. As soon as the word left his mouth, two figures suddenly rushed up from below.
The First Brahma King and Second Brahma King, who had just been severely wounded, simultaneously erupted with life-or-death power in an instant. As they charged forward, they moved at a speed that seemed to surpass the limits of their entire lives. The moment their Brahma God souls touched the Southern Nether Prison King's body, they frantically triggered them, causing dazzling golden marks and golden light to shine all over their bodies.
"Big Brother!"
"Wuying!"
The other Brahma Kings cried out in grief... But the moment the golden light of the Brahma soul flared, it was already their final radiance of life.
Boom!
Boom!!
Power erupted from the Southern Nether Prison King's body, exploding bloody mist on the three Brahma Kings simultaneously... But the First, Second, and Tenth Brahma Kings did not loosen their grip by even a fraction. The golden marks on their bodies rapidly connected, forming a golden divine net that tightly sealed the Southern Nether Prison King's body and power.
"You... all..." The fierceness in the Southern Nether Prison King's eyes began to turn to fear. The image of the Western Nether Prison King's miserable death was still fresh in his mind.
"A funeral offering... not a bad idea." The First Brahma King's figure was already completely swallowed by the golden light. "Then include you... in the funeral offering together!"
"W... wait!"
Boom!!!
This time, it was the simultaneous eruption of the Brahma Soul Embers of three Brahma Kings, two of them being the strongest Brahma Kings.
In that instant, the golden light covered the sky for a million li.
Within the golden light, the Southern Nether Prison King did not manage to cling to a remnant of life like the Western Nether Prison King had done with his powerful Nether King body. Instead, he shattered directly, his bones and flesh flying in all directions.
The Nether Gods who were charging forward to rescue the Southern Nether Prison King were also swept into the disastrous golden light, flung far away, receiving varying degrees of injury.
Below, the other Brahma Kings were also pushed back far away. Ignoring the wounds and severe poison on their bodies, they raised their heads to look at the golden light released by the three Brahma Kings at the cost of their lives...
The Brahma Kings of the Fan Di God Realm were the most powerful and supreme group in the Eastern Divine Region. Under the convictions they had always upheld, they believed this honor would last forever.
But in a single day, the situation had changed drastically.
Five Brahma Kings had fallen in an instant.
In the distance, Yun Che looked up towards the distant place and muttered softly: "Qianying was right. If we had forcefully attacked the Brahma Emperor, the losses would have been severe."
Nanming Shendi turned his head, his dilated pupils reflecting the sky-covering golden light... and the aura of the Southern Nether Prison King's collapse and extinction.
At this moment, Qianye Wugu and Qianye Bingzhu also suddenly made their move. Two sky-shaking colossal forces converged into a single golden ribbon, sweeping towards the shocked Nan Wansheng.
Nan Wansheng instantly turned his body, pushing the ten-thousand-zhang pagoda shadow behind him forward.
Humm~
With a dull roar, dimensions slowly fractured, and the entire Brahma Emperor Imperial City seemed to experience a prolonged dislocation.
The Nether Prison Pagoda shadow shook violently, then suddenly collapsed. Meanwhile, Nan Wansheng's figure was already tens of miles away, rapidly retreating further as he let out a hoarse roar: "Retreat!!"
The death of the first Nether King had shocked his mind greatly, but it only made him more frenzied.
The death of the second Nether King brought fear, and finally clarity.
Already trapped in a desperate situation, facing the seemingly easily vanquished Fan Di God Realm, yet they had used the life-or-death power of five Brahma Kings to kill two Nether Kings!
In the short, nightmare-like span of time, his Nanming God Realm had lost half of its four Nether Kings!
Even losing Nether Gods would be unacceptable to him... let alone two Nether Kings!
The vessel of eternal life was indeed within reach. But even closer were two immensely powerful Brahma Emperor Ancestors.
If he didn't grit his teeth and turn back now, facing the two Brahma Emperor Ancestors and the Brahma Kings who were ready to fight to the death, even the Six Nether Gods might perish here.
Coming to the Eastern Divine Region, he knew he had been schemed against.
But he never dreamed that this trip to the Eastern Domain would cost him two Nether Kings...
Qianye Wugu and Qianye Bingzhu did not pursue. Their divine senses followed Nanming Shendi and the Six Nether Gods until they had completely drifted far away, then they withdrew their gazes. At the same time, they both sat down, closed their eyes, and made no further movement.
Qianye Fantian stood up from the ground. Watching the actions of Qianye Wugu and Qianye Bingzhu, his expression changed slightly. He said in a heavy voice: "Father, Grandfather, could it be that you also..."
"Both ancestors are also poisoned... cough!" Gu Zhu had just spoken when a pained expression he could no longer hold back appeared on his face. "In order not to be seen through by Nanming, they had to forcefully restrain the poison's aura within their internal organs. The two moves they made earlier were already their limit."
If the poison aura on their bodies had leaked out, they definitely wouldn't have been able to frighten Nan Wansheng into retreating.
Qianye Fantian's body swayed, his eyes lost their focus. He muttered softly: "The poison of the Heavenly Poison Pearl is actually this terrifying."
This tower, sealed by so many profound formations, and Qianye Wugu and Qianye Bingzhu having bathed in the divine essence of the "vessel of eternal life" all along... and yet they still couldn't escape the calamity of the heavenly poison.
How lofty and supreme was the existence of the Fan Di God Realm? Yet before the Heavenly Poison Pearl, it was this humble.
"My Lord."
The various Brahma Kings arrived, dragging their poisoned bodies. The First, Second, Eighth, Tenth, and Thirteenth Brahma Kings had all perished. The remaining nine Brahma Kings were also covered in injuries.
They knelt down to Qianye Wugu and Qianye Bingzhu, and said excitedly: "We pay respects to the former king, we pay respects to the ancestor."
Qianye Wugu and Qianye Bingzhu did not respond.
"Wuhe, Wuying, Zonglun, Beilie, Zixiao... are they all gone?" Qianye Fantian closed his eyes, his voice betraying no emotion.
"Yes." The Third Brahma King said softly. "Being able to kill the Southern Nether Prison King was all thanks to Zixiao. He betrayed us first, and sacrificed himself later. What exactly... was he doing?"
"Zixiao's behavior has only one possible explanation." Recalling how Qianye Zixiao had been previously dispatched to the Yin Xue Realm, Qianye Fantian said: "On his way back from the Yin Xue Realm, perhaps he encountered not just Yan Tianxiao, but also the Demon Empress."
"Could it be..." The various Brahma Kings all thought of something, their hearts shocked.
"He was 'Soul-Plundered' by the Demon Empress." Qianye Fantian said. Then he slightly raised his head, his gaze slowly sweeping across the sky above.
Luring Nanming to the Eastern Divine Region, releasing the heavenly poison to push the Brahma Emperor into a dead end, soul-plundering Zixiao who had come right to their doorstep, using Qianye Zixiao to first inflame Nanming's desires, then to first betray the Brahma Emperor and then scheme against Nanming... All of this combined led to the mutual destruction of both the Brahma Emperor and Nanming.
With such a magnificent play unfolding, how could the mastermind not be on the sidelines "watching the show"?
But Qianye Fantian did not expose it. Instead, he closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.
Whether Qianye Zixiao had been soul-plundered by the Demon Empress was no longer important. The fierce battle had completely thrown the heavenly poison within the bodies of the various Brahma Kings into chaos. Feeling their lives and bodies being rapidly consumed, the Third Brahma King said sorrowfully: "My Lord, is our Brahma Emperor... really going to perish here?"
"No," Qianye Fantian slowly spoke: "There is still a path to survival."
This plain statement caused a glimmer of light to rise in the dim pupils of the various Brahma Kings.
"Prepare the ship." Qianye Fantian opened his eyes, without joy or sorrow: "Unknowingly, it has also been many years since I last saw Ying'er."