Sword Master Battles the Demon Ancestor

Within a thousand-kilometer radius, everything lay in ruins. After the dust settled, what Qin Jun and the others saw was a massive ravine stretching all the way to the horizon.

The Demon Ancestor and Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord floated before them, five or six hundred meters apart.

The Demon Ancestor was completely unharmed, his smile as arrogant as ever. Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord behind him, on the other hand, was terrified out of his wits.

"Your Majesty, this is bad!"

Bai Ze narrowed her eyes and murmured. Her breathtakingly beautiful face remained calm, but her forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Hou Yi and Li Si looked equally grim. The nine dragons pulling the carriage neighed in terror, while despair devoured their hearts like a nightmare.

Qin Jun furrowed his sword-like brows. He did not put any more spirit stones into the Magic Dragon Divine Cannon, because he knew there was no time, and it would not work anyway.

The Demon Ancestor was surely prepared. He would never allow Qin Jun to load more spirit stones into it. Setting down the Magic Dragon Divine Cannon now might still give them a slim chance at survival.

"There's no other way."

Qin Jun shrugged with a smile. Though unwilling, he had to face reality.

Still, words were one thing. He activated the Great Dao Birth Heavenly Wheel nonetheless. Two incomparably profound golden wheels rose behind him, moving Bai Ze and the others.

The Dragon Emperor was ecstatic. More than ten thousand years ago, Qin Jun had relied on this very move to suppress the Azure Fox King. The scene of that battle surfaced in his mind once more, making him feel as though a lifetime had passed. He even forgot his fear and despair.

"Hm? Isn't this from the Ji Family..." The Demon Ancestor