Dao Ancestor Descends, One Word Suppresses Half-Step Heavenly Dao

As Ancestor Yin-Yang's words fell, the black-and-white world abruptly expanded outward.

The Two Forms Heaven-Severing Grand Formation, which had already collapsed, was forced open once more with an even more tyrannical bearing.

The aura of the Primordial Wilderness's Heavenly Dao was once again squeezed out.

The rifts in the void were forcibly stitched shut by yin and yang qi.

The auras of the saints all sank.

Their combined strike just now had already drained them greatly.

Yet Ancestor Yin-Yang used the Primordial Violet Qi to mend his injuries, and his aura only grew more terrifying.

As one side waned while the other waxed, the situation had almost completely tipped in Ancestor Yin-Yang's favor.

Zhunti's face was so dark it seemed as though water could drip from it.

"How are we supposed to fight this?"

Jieyin sighed.

"We can't fight anymore."

Those four words were soft.

Yet they sent a chill through the hearts of many powerful figures.

A Saint had said they could not fight anymore.

That meant the situation before them had truly reached its limit.

Haotian gripped the Haotian Mirror, its surface covered in cracks.

He looked at Ancestor Yin-Yang, his eyes filled with unwillingness.

The Heavenly Emperor ruled the Three Realms.

Yet at this moment, even protecting the gods of the Heavenly Court felt arduous to him.

Di Jun and Emperor Taiyi stood side by side.

The starlight of the River Diagram and Luo Script had dimmed.

Though the Chaos Bell remained ancient and weighty, it too had been corroded by yin and yang qi, leaving streaks of black and white across its surface.

Emperor Taiyi clenched his teeth.

"Again."

Di Jun said in a low voice, "Even if we try again, it may not be of any use."

Emperor Taiyi sneered.

"Even if it's useless, we