World-Ending Demon Emperor
Chapter 143 - 143 One Hundred and Thirteen Great Breakthrough Great Destruction Departure!_3

143: Chapter One Hundred and Thirteen: Great Breakthrough, Great Destruction, Departure!_3 143: Chapter One Hundred and Thirteen: Great Breakthrough, Great Destruction, Departure!_3 “Yao Xing, what’s happening?” Suo Lun said.

Yao Xing said, “The Sky Buriers inside the Heavenly Tomb have perished in spirit, which is why the Heavenly Tomb has initiated self-destruction, to erase all traces of existence.”

Then, Yao Xing’s voice suddenly changed, “Master, we must leave quickly, everything here is going to be destroyed, it’s collapsing.”

Indeed, Suo Lun felt that the energy field here was in utter chaos.

So, he desperately surged upwards, along the Heavenly Tomb cave, frantically upwards, upwards…

At this moment, the entire seabed was shaking and tearing apart.

“Fast, fast, fast…”

Suo Lun madly rushed upwards, and after a few minutes, he finally burst through the tens of thousands of meters deep Heavenly Tomb cave.

Violently he pushed aside the huge rock covering the tomb cave, Suo Lun broke into the sea water.

“Boom boom boom boom…”

The entire seabed was thundering madly, tearing apart wildly.

A horrific undersea earthquake was about to occur, to wholly obliterate any trace of the Heavenly Tomb’s existence.

Suo Lun swam desperately upwards, upwards.

With the earthquake, there would certainly be a tsunami; he had to survive this seismic tsunami, he had to outrun the terrifying tsunami waves.

He swam madly upwards, upwards.

Two to three minutes later.

“Puff…” Suo Lun burst forth onto the surface of the sea.

Just then, the terrible earthquake at the bottom of the sea finally erupted completely.

“Boom boom boom!”

…

And Suo Lun, who had burst out of the sea surface, suddenly froze, staring ahead in total shock.

Because, there was a small boat in front of him, with Sword Master Bi Xiao on it, paddling away.

He was only less than a hundred meters away from Suo Lun.

And Sword Master Bi Xiao, seeing Suo Lun emerge from the sea surface, was completely dumbfounded as well.

He, he actually didn’t die?

And he came out of the Heavenly Tomb?

Wasn’t it that no living being could leave the Heavenly Tomb?

Deathly silence ensued, as the two looked at each other.

Suo Lun asked, “Sword Master, you’ve come back?”

Sword Master Bi Xiao said in astonishment, “I, I haven’t left yet.”

He, he hadn’t left yet.

After pushing Suo Lun into the Heavenly Tomb Coffin and seeing no response, Sword Master left with great reluctance, rowing back to Mystyle Island.

However, he had just left on the boat for a few minutes, and Suo Lun burst out from the sea surface.

In the Heavenly Tomb World, Suo Lun and the priestess battled for who knows how long, and he practiced the Calamity Nine Swords for who knows how much longer.

It felt as though several years had passed.

But in reality, it was only a moment, not even a moment had passed.

In the world of the Heavenly Tomb, everything was at a standstill, everything was frozen, including space and time.

All of this was too mysterious, too bizarre.

Immediately after, Suo Lun thought of a critical question: would Sword Master Bi Xiao try to kill him again to silence him?

“Sword Master, will you kill me?” Suo Lun asked.

The Sword Master lifted his wooden sword and said, “I, I don’t know.”

“Booming thunder!”

At this moment, a world-ending energy surged up from the seabed.

The great earthquake beneath the sea completely destroyed any trace of the Heavenly Tomb’s existence and then triggered a world-shaking tsunami.

Monstrous waves surged skywards with force.

Sword Master Bi Xiao was startled, his figure flashed, and he fiercely pulled Suo Lun onto the small boat.

Then, the dragon force within him burst forth wildly, propelling the small boat forward at high speed, desperately fleeing from the location of the tsunami.

“Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh…”

The Sword Master propelled the boat forward at a speed of dozens of meters per second.

Behind them, a tsunami with waves several hundred meters high rolled in like a demon’s gaping maw, ready to completely swallow both the small boat and those on it, Sword Master Bi Xiao and Suo Lun.