Upon hearing Li Qingyun's disrespectful words toward the Yin Ruins, both La and Dingwang shook their heads slightly, yet neither was kind enough to offer another reminder of just how formidable Emperor Yin had been back in the Primordial Chaos Era.
"Let's strike!"
The two saints practically threw caution to the wind, finally drawing out their Heaven-Opening Supreme Treasures.
In the hands of Saint La was a divine rope interlaced with dark rings; it was neither gold nor wood, yet the moment it appeared, it immediately exuded a mighty aura of a rope reaching beyond the void.
Saint Dingwang's Heaven-Opening Supreme Treasure was a pitch-black battle axe. It looked utterly unremarkable, but it gave one the feeling that it could split the universe's chaos, possessing an indestructible might.
After observing them for a moment, Li Qingyun burst into a hearty laugh, brimming with bold spirit: "The treasures in our hands possess the power to open the heavens. How could they be blocked by mere gates of a ruin? Breaking them is as easy as tearing cloth!"
In his eyes, the gates of the Yin Ruins were still just gates. If they blocked the way, he would simply hack them open!
Never mind what kind of sealed imperial palace the Eternal Clan had, or where Emperor Yin used to stay.
The Primordial was already "rotting" to this extent, yet he had never seen any Emperor Yin show up to contribute or do a single thing.
That being the case, what use was there for this damn imperial title over the cosmic domains!
Hum!
Amidst his long laughter, Li Qingyun waved a hand, injecting a stream of secret qi. The Heavenly Bead within emitted rumbling, muffled sounds, its might surging drastically as it smashed fiercely toward the tightly closed gates of the