Chapter 465 Brother!

Yan Li burned his own blood essence, fighting the God King. He was constantly attacking, as if only in this way could he temporarily suppress the God King and give He Li ample time to heal.

The God King blocked Yan Li's frenzied assault, staring at him and saying, "In the battle of the Primordial Era, many Primordial True Gods had their bodies severed, their true spirits cast into the river of time. Although you are not as immune to time's erosion as your younger brother, you, with the Yan clan's special divine body, did not have your body severed.

Now you have awakened from the river of time, opening a passage for the Primordial True Gods within it to descend. You have finally led Xia Kuduo into a trap, not only beheading all the Primordial True Gods to eliminate future troubles for the New Divine Era, but you yourself have also been exiled into the river of time."

"Yan Li, you have been a chess piece, both crucial and dispensable, throughout this entire charade. Truly pathetic."

"Primordial Era? I never saw you on that battlefield. At least, back then, you wouldn't have dared to appear before me." A colossal blood-red shadow appeared behind Yan Li, raising a blood halberd and striking down at the God King.

The God King conjured a divine power barrier, blocking the blow. He couldn't help but be amazed by Yan Li's combat prowess. Even after being eroded by the river of time for eons, he still possessed such valor. The God King couldn't help but recall the invincible figure clad in blood-red armor on the battlefield of the Primordial Era.

However, the past was the past. The current Yan Li was merely burning his own life. Besides his blood essence and divine power, there was also a pervasive aura of decay. He was channeling blood essence to heal He Li while simultaneously burning his remaining blood essence to sustain himself. He was dying.

The God King retreated continuously, aiming to wear down Yan Li with a defensive strategy. Yan Li, burning his blood essence and divine power, fighting with all his might like a madman, was not someone the God King wished to clash with head-on.

Yan Li stood before He Li, facing the God King. His might was astonishing. Even after being eroded by the river of time for eons, he could still fight the God King alone, displaying his final glory before death. It was the glory of a deity from the long-lost Primordial Era.

Yan Li was the last trace of existence from the Primordial Era. Blood seeped from the gaps in his blood-red armor. His blood halberd let out a mournful cry, as if calling out to its master. It too sensed that Yan Li was like a candle in the wind, and it grieved with him.

Yan Li stopped, standing quietly before the blood cocoon. The divine power supporting his blood-red armor had vanished, causing it to shed piece by piece. His blood-red hair began to burn, turning into white hair. His eyes had dimmed, but he still stood tall, his overwhelming heroic spirit and peerless might undiminished.

He had lived through two eras, both spent in battle. At the dawn of the Primordial Era, he had accompanied his young brother, traversing vast deserts in search of ancient divine artifacts. Afterward, he had fought countless gods for a million years.

He fought a bloody battle at the end of the Primordial Era. Now, he had awakened in the river of time and fought again in the New Divine Era. At this moment, he was powerless to fight further, having finally shed his last drop of blood for his brother.

"Brother, I go first. In the end, I will offer my last blood essence and divine power as a blood sacrifice to help you take another step. I'm sorry, brother couldn't protect you well. In the end, there's nothing left to give you but this blood essence and divine power. No matter what you choose, live well."

As Yan Li finished speaking, his body exploded, turning into a mist of blood that flowed into the blood cocoon.

His blood halberd let out mournful cries, clanging resonantly before shattering into countless fragments. These fragments, drawing the blood cocoon, caused a sacrificial disk, inscribed with blood-colored patterns, to float out. The fragments of the blood halberd then merged into the disk.

Not only the God King, but also the warring Divine Lords paused, their gazes fixed on this profoundly moving scene.

Just as Yan Li had said, what brother, upon seeing his younger brother injured, could stand idly by?

It was merely a matter of "trading one life for another."

The God King immediately attacked, cleaving the blood cocoon with his sword. With a clang of metal on metal, the sword light split the cocoon and struck the blood-colored hilt.

He Li stood within the blood cocoon, holding the blood-red great saber with one hand. His head was bowed, tears streaming down his face. He had lost his brother again, his brother whom he had only just reunited with. Although Yan Li was not in his past memories, He Li had truly felt Yan Li's sincere affection.

At this very moment,

A thunderous roar, shaking the cosmos and echoing through the universe, entered the Divine Realm.

The God King turned his head, looking towards the source of the sound. All the Divine Lords looked in the same direction, a single possibility dawning upon them simultaneously.

"The Golden Gate!"

Yu Li Che had completed Chen Du's instructions, shattering the Golden Gate and opening the passage between the Divine Realm and the lower realms. Countless stellar energies surged from the lower realms into the Divine Realm.

He Li exhaled deeply, raising his head. Traces of tears still marked his face.

"They've arrived," He Li murmured softly. The next moment, his body became ethereal and transparent, finally standing in the sky like a phantom.

"Merge with time, touch the heavens."

As He Li spoke, his expression became serene, and he then spoke to himself, "The beastly nature of desire exists in the heart, in consciousness. Why not come forth?"

Instantly, a phantom appeared beside He Li, its body equally ethereal, identical to He Li.

"I am here," the phantom said to He Li with a playful smile.

He Li nodded and continued, "The divine nature of absoluteness, high in the heavens, originating from the void, why do you not appear?"

Another He Li appeared to the right of He Li, his expression indifferent. He merely nodded at He Li, remaining silent.

The two phantoms simultaneously merged into He Li's body, and He Li's form gradually solidified.

He Li tilted his head back, taking a deep breath as if to inhale all the stellar energies of time into his chest. Then, he lowered his head, looking at the God King, and said in a deep voice,

"With the three natures unified, I have achieved God King status. What shall you do?"