"Certain victory! Certain victory!"
No one knew when it had begun, but the soldiers of the three armies gathered around Weisheng Moran started shouting the conviction from the previous battle. They poured all their strength into their voices, making that cry of certain victory shake the Antian Imperial Manor!
It also reached the battlefield beyond the Illusory God formation!
At that moment, the Xuanyuan Emperor raised his siege hammer. Behind him, the Star Realm Clan warriors wielded Astral Realm divine weapons, while the Left Tomb King, Zhan Chi, and the others stared coldly ahead, their might soaring to the heavens!
"Attack!"
At the Xuanyuan Emperor's earthshaking roar, tens of millions struck together. With part of the Star Realm Clan added in, this assault was even more magnificent in power.
Especially at its core—the sword edge formed by the Xuanyuan Emperor and the others tore through the sky, its power terrifying!
This scene was enough to stir the hearts of the Divine Tomb ghost-god allied army, while Li Tianming's gaze from the flank grew even colder.
The instant his eyes turned icy, the seven million super Illusory Gods regarded as their target suddenly shot forth a black-flame divine sword!
That black-flame divine sword was incomparably enormous, formed from countless Phantasm Patterns. It appeared too suddenly, hurtling before the Xuanyuan Emperor in an instant!
These people did know that Weisheng Moran's Illusory God could attack, but they had never expected it to launch such an active assault!
The black-flame divine sword was more than a billion meters wide and several tens of billions of meters long. Even to the Xuanyuan Emperor and the others, it was a colossal monstrosity!
As they charged downward, this massive sword came crashing straight at them. They had no time to evade, and the Xuanyuan Emperor could