Eight Ancestor Glazed Bowl

As Lin Dong seals changed, the Eight Extremes Heavenly Pillars that suppressed heaven and earth slowly tilted inward, eventually merging and converging quietly in the sky above the Eastern Xuan Region, bursting forth with unprecedentedly brilliant radiance.

They represent the eight Origin Power that constitute this plane: Ice, Flame, thunder, devouring, space, darkness, Life and Death and death, and Primeval Desolation.

Amidst the swirling of Eight-Colored Radiance, a magnificent, crystal-like treasure bowl was formed.

On the ancient, crystal-clear bowl, eight ancient runes were engraved. These eight runes sometimes transformed into lightning, sometimes into Flame, sometimes into Ice, and sometimes... flowing freely on the surface of the bowl.

"Buzz!"

The moment the Glazed Golden Bowl was born, an unusual and magnificent wave rapidly spread throughout the entire world, resonating with heaven and earth, and cheering for the Great Dao.

"What exactly is that golden bowl?!"

The countless powerful Tianxuan stared blankly at the Glazed Golden Bowl that floated quietly in the void, their gazes burning with a mixture of fear and admiration, but devoid of greed.

It's obvious that this belongs to the Martial Ancestor Lord!

"This powerful divine object, forged from the Eight Great Rule Powers, is like a perfect combination of the Eight Great Ancestral Symbols. Its level has probably surpassed that of the Plane Embryo, which is known as the Ancient First Divine Object."

"Being able to exercise the authority of all eight of us at the same time and wield the Eight Great Rule Powers, it seems that the title of Master Symbol Ancestor is more suitable for him than Martial Ancestor."

"Is this the power of the combined Ancestor Stage and Plane Master realms?"

The Eight Ancient Masters murmured thoughtfully.

As agents of the Eight Great Rule Powers, they undoubtedly know more.

Outer Plane.

"Boat, come!"

Standing calmly in the void, Lin Dong spread his hands, and the Glazed Golden Bowl that was floating in the Tianxuan Plane immediately turned into a dazzling rainbow light that pierced through the void and silently fell into his hands.

"Demon Emperor, this item is a powerful divine artifact forged by me by extracting the eight great rules, or rather, by combining the Eight Great Ancestral Symbols. It is called the Eight Ancestor Glazed Bowl. According to your description, it should also be considered a Spirit Grade Peerless Sacred Object."

"How about I use this bowl to send you on your way today?"

Lin Dong held the Glazed Golden Bowl and looked at the Demon Emperor with a smile.

Speaking of which, the Demon Emperor is really a penniless wretch. He doesn't have a single weapon on his body. At least the Symbol Ancestor, who is of the same level as him, has forged Nine Divine Objects by himself, while the former has been fighting with his bare hands all this time.

"The Eight Ancestor Glazed Bowl, Peerless Sacred Object..."

The Demon Emperor murmured, his face deathly pale.

Heaven has no mercy on them. Among the Outer Realm Demonic Tribe, the Demonic Tribe can only be considered a Minor Clan. The only Spirit Grade Peerless Sacred Object in their clan is still in the hands of the Demonic Tribe Patriarch. Their branch has nothing.

"Martial Ancestor, do you really think I don't have any Heaven Supreme Stage- level abilities? Even if I die today, I will drag you down with me!"

The Demon Emperor, who was firmly locked in place by the Eight Ancestor Glazed Bowl, suddenly had a ferocious look flash across his ugly face. His hands suddenly changed into hand seals, and he roared in an extremely frenzied voice, "Sacrifice! All of you, sacrifice yourselves!"

"Roar! Roar! Roar!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the billions of the Demon Army roared to the sky in unison before exploding into countless black flesh and blood that filled the void, the pungent stench of blood permeating every corner of the Outer Plane.

The Demon Emperor sacrificed his entire clan without hesitation, just to unleash a peak attack comparable to a true Heaven Supreme Stage Sovereign, dragging the Martial Ancestor down with him.

"Forge the Beginningless Demonic Tablet for me!"

As the viscous flesh and blood writhed and rose, it quickly condensed into an ancient Demon Tablet that was a million feet tall. Hundreds of millions of hideous faces crowded the entire surface of the monument and roared incessantly, emitting an indescribably dense and chilling aura.

"Martial Ancestor, this is the pinnacle of my power, achieved by sacrificing the strength of my entire clan. You can rest assured and be buried with me! Beginningless Demonic Tablet, suppress it!!"

The Demon Emperor, appearing mad, let out a ferocious laugh. With a change of hand seal, the towering monument, millions of feet tall, hummed and turned around in mid-air before crashing down with a deafening roar. Large swathes of the void, unable to withstand the pressure, collapsed and returned to the beginning of chaos.

"As expected, it was a peak strike comparable to a true Heaven Supreme Stage Sovereign. However, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed because... I'm not an ordinary Heaven Supreme Stage Sovereign. Go."

Seeing this, Lin Dong chuckled softly and casually tossed the Eight Ancestor Glazed Bowl aside.

"Buzz!"

The Eight Ancestor Glazed Bowl, suspended in mid-air, trembled slightly. Eight-colored light flowed over it, and eight ancient runes engraved on the simple bowl roared out, transforming into eight Rule Giant Dragons of different colors, which then opened their mouths in unison.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Eight familiar yet completely different torrents of Origin Energy swept across the void, and the million-foot-tall Demon Tablet that had been suppressing the void collapsed almost instantly upon contact. It only resisted for less than half a second before exploding in the extremely desperate eyes of the Demon Emperor.

"No! No! This can't be real! This is the Beginningless Demonic Tablet, forged by sacrificing the power of my entire clan. Even a true Heaven Supreme Stage Sovereign could kill it. How could you break it so easily..."

After a deafening scream, the Demon Emperor went completely mad.

The enemy is too strong, so strong that it inspires despair, so strong that it makes one lose the courage to resist. How could such a brilliant genius be born in such a Lower Planes?

"It's time to bring this Demonic Disaster, which has lasted for tens of thousands of years, to a satisfactory conclusion."

With a thought, Lin Dong instantly replenished the Origin Energy consumed by his body with the power of the Tianxuan Plane. He pointed his finger in the air and said, "Refine!"

"Roar! Roar! Roar!"

Eight giant dragons of different colors lifted the Eight Ancestor Glazed Bowl and soared into the sky, transforming into an enormous glazed light Light Barrier that fell upside down on the Demon Emperor. Amidst the dazzling light, eight more giant dragons, head to tail, roared and coiled around the Light Barrier.

"Ahhh! Spare me! Spare me! I surrender..."

In just a few breaths, the powerful Ancestor Stage expert Demon Emperor, was burned to death in the Eight Ancestor Glazed Bowl, leaving no trace of his life force.

The Demon Emperor is dead! The Demon Army is annihilated!

The Demon Emperor was killed by the Martial Ancestor Lord just like that? The earth-shattering Demonic Disaster that had raged for tens of thousands of years and swept across the entire Tianxuan Continent was annihilated just like that? Is the Tianxuan Plane now safe?

The countless Tianxuan cultivators stared blankly at the scene before them.

"Martial Ancestor Lord is truly righteous! Martial Ancestor, for saving all living beings in Tianxuan!"

"Martial Ancestor Lord is truly righteous! Martial Ancestor, for saving all living beings in Tianxuan!"

"Martial Ancestor Lord is truly righteous! Martial Ancestor, for saving all living beings in Tianxuan!"

The next moment, a thunderous roar of praises resounded throughout the entire Tianxuan Plane, and even faintly reached the Outer Plane.

Countless Tianxuan Profound Realm experts, overwhelmed with gratitude, prostrated themselves on the ground, their faces filled with fervor as they chanted his holy name, their eyes brimming with tears.

Martial Ancestor, the man who saved the world, is a symbol of an era!

P. S.: Unfortunately, none of you guessed what the protagonist was planning to do~