Mo Yu's declaration of "End of Glory" was like a final ultimatum, carrying an unquestionable resolve to kill.
Within the palm of the Heavenly Gang Thunder Emperor Body, the Chaos Thunder Pool had completely boiled over. The edge of the silver-violet Purple Lightning Judgment Spear locked onto the two ancient clans' Dharma Bodies and their masters below, whose auras were feeble.
That terrifying will to slaughter Saints and annihilate entire clans caused the temperature throughout the Futur Realm to plummet below freezing!
"Mo Yu! How dare you?!"
Futur Xuan was shocked and furious. He forcibly suppressed the churning blood and qi within his body, as well as the excruciating pain caused by the backlash from his Dharma Body, and shouted harshly.
He had never imagined that Mo Yu would truly dare to show such contempt for the two ancient clans within the Futur Ancestral Land!
This was no longer a simple conflict. It was a declaration of war to the death!
How could the dignity of a Primordial Ancient Race be allowed to fall at the hands of Futur Xuan?
"What is there to fear?"
The Heavenly Gang Thunder Emperor Body spoke coldly. Its right arm was already raised high, and the destructive thunder light on the Judgment Spear had condensed to its limit.
"You touched my wife and children, so you must pay the price! Futur Xuan, as the Great Elder of the Futur Ancient Clan, you are stubborn and hidebound, using your clan members as pawns. Today, I will imprison you for ten years and prevent you from using spiritual power!"
Mo Yu knew that Futur Xuan was rigid and hidebound. Only by suppressing him with overwhelming strength could this matter be completely resolved.
Before his voice had even faded, the Judgment Spear had transformed into a silver-violet