Fist Might Shakes the World

After the heavens and earth began to flow again, everyone's hearts trembled.

"Martial Ancestor?"

The Otherworlder Ancestor God holding a battle sword was slightly startled. Instinctively wanting to retreat, he suddenly realized something was wrong. "No, not the Martial Ancestor! The Martial Ancestor is already dead!"

Although this suddenly appearing young man possessed an equally powerful and oppressive aura, he was only barely at the Ancestor God level.

The Martial Ancestor, meanwhile, had long stood at the Ninth Heaven of Ancestor Gods and taken a step into the realm of Supreme Ancestor Gods. This terrifying giant might resemble him, but he was not the Martial Ancestor!

Boom!

In the instant he hesitated, the Yellow Emperor and his companion had already joined forces and attacked before him. Sword and ruler merged as one, erupting with power mighty enough to move even him. He had no time to consider Gu Shaoshang's sudden appearance and could only fight the two of them.

At once, the great battle erupted again!

Shennong Clan fought that middle-aged Ancestor God beyond the heavens, while the Yellow Emperor and his companion joined hands against the Ancestor God wielding the battle sword.

The Half-Ancestors of Jiuzhou barely held back the remaining Otherworlder Half-Ancestors.

The Jiuzhou Half-Ancestors were vastly outnumbered by the Otherworlder Half-Ancestors. However, the Yellow Emperor and his companion had previously killed several Half-Ancestors and heavily wounded several others. Though they were still at a disadvantage, they barely managed to withstand the enemy assault.

For a time, as far as the eye could see, the aftermath of battle surged everywhere.

Gu Shaoshang narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at "Hongjun," whose expression had changed.

"You..."

Amid drifting purple qi, the purple-robed Daoist was just about to speak.

"Die!"

Gu Shaoshang could not be bothered to talk to