Ancestor's Clone

The air seemed to freeze, and time compressed into a single instant.

The Demon Race Saint Ancestor's figure ghosted to within several dozen feet of the Nine Heavens Demon Sealing Seal in a flash!

Space itself had no time to transmit the thunderous boom caused by his high-speed movement. Only a suffocatingly frigid demonic pressure arrived first, crushing down upon everything.

An arm covered in pitch-black scales, its knotted muscles like the roots of ancient trees, reached for the hundred-zhang seal wreathed in flowing radiant light without any flourish, accompanied by a shriek that tore through space! Wherever its scaled claws passed, the air hissed, leaving visible black cracks behind.

"You're courting death!"

Ancestor Xiangyang, suspended high in the air, showed not the slightest alarm. Instead, an almost imperceptible glint flashed through his eyes, mingling wild delight with calculation.

His sharp shout was like a fuse igniting in the void.

His withered finger traced an arcane path through the air, so fast that only an afterimage remained, before instantly tapping the ancient command token floating before him.

The instant his fingertip touched the token, it gave a resonant hum. The runes on its surface lit up one after another, as though an ancient beast roused abruptly from slumber.

At the same time, the Nine Heavens Demon Sealing Seal seemed to have been struck by an invisible giant hammer, releasing a deep, majestic "Buzzz—buzzz—"!

The eyes of the nine azure dragons that had originally raced across the seal like streams of light suddenly erupted with dazzling azure radiance!

At the critical instant before the enormous claw covered in black demonic scales could touch the seal's radiant glow, the paths of the nine azure dragons abruptly shifted as though they possessed intelligence!

They no longer circled the seal. Instead, like crazed sharks