Boom!
Boom!
The War God Clan beat their chests, flames rolling across their bodies as violent killing intent rose from their golden forms.
While they were mobilizing their entire army, the Sun Emperor was still coldly and harmlessly wearing down the Nine Nether Fushen Barrier.
Clearly, in order to take down the Fushen Clan, completely open the way to unifying the Sun, and pierce through the defenses of a first-rate sect, he would play it safe today and use up every last bit of the Sun Palace's miniature stellar source.
Boom!
Boom—!
One earth-shaking bombardment after another.
Golden pillars of flaming light pierced through heaven and earth one after another.
Countless seas of golden fire spread outward. The earth split apart, rivers and seas churned upside down, and living beings perished!
The Nine Nether Fushen Barrier trembled beneath the repeated assaults, shaking harder and harder.
Until the very end, it still had not been shattered by the Sun Palace.
This proved its strength, but it could not change the fact that, as a protective barrier, it could only be harmlessly worn away!
After the fifty-fifth bombardment, roughly a quarter of the Sun Palace's miniature stellar source power remained.
At that moment, the Emperor turned back and said coolly to the crowd, "I can probably attack another eighteen times. During those eighteen attacks, I need your cooperation to turn Fushen Valley upside down, so they have no mind to hold their ground!"
"Once the barrier is broken, if the Sun Palace still has power left, then I will fire all remaining 'Palace Wraths' into the Fushen Clan's crowds. So—if you want the Fushen Clan exterminated, try to save a few 'Palace Wraths' for me."
He spoke with utter calm.
Yet it ignited the War God Clan's supreme fighting spirit.
To them,