In the Sun Emperor's words, the temporary coalition cobbled together from the third- and fourth-rate cultivators of the Myriad Sects was nothing more than a mob of "brave but brainless and utterly useless rabble"!
From head to toe, the only quality they had left was that they were not afraid of death.
This battle had already driven the Myriad Sects toward collapse. The scales of victory and defeat had begun to tip, while the shadows of despair and death started shrouding the skies above the Myriad Dragons Divine Mountain.
The key was that this was the Myriad Dragons Divine Mountain!
As the foremost foundation of the Myriad Sects, they could not possibly receive any more reinforcements.
This was the true gap in strength between the Order Celestial Clan and the Myriad Sects—the very thing the Holy Dragon Emperor and the others had always feared!
No matter how many victories the Myriad Sects had won before, they had never damaged the Order Celestial Clan's true foundations. As long as those foundations remained, they were an invincible army!
"Kill our way back!"
This was the only thing Li Tianming could do.
Lanhuang abruptly turned around.
At this moment, the Primordial Kui Swords on its body were laden with the corpses of Order Celestial Clan members.
It had been dyed into a blood-red divine dragon by fresh blood.
Naturally, Yinghuo and Miaomiao were no better off.
One raced through the skies, transformed into a black-and-crimson flaming phoenix; the other became Imperial Devil Chaos, following at Lanhuang's side with black-and-white lightning coiling around its body.
Even the two of them had been forced into close combat. That alone showed how savage this battle had become.
Looking in every direction—before them, behind them, in the heavens, and on the ground—there was nothing but fire and