The universe churned, Weird Substance boiled, and terrifying power shattered the void.
In Yang Qing's eyes, the two Weird Ancestors were both sparing no effort as they unleashed peerless attacks, tightly entangling him.
Not far behind him, astonishing sword light blazed with utmost brilliance.
Beneath the sword's edge, all was deathly still; even the River of Time was severed.
This was a sword strike meant to kill without fail!
It was enough to destroy the Myriad Worlds, another peerless strike from a Weird Ancestor.
Clearly, the three Weird Ancestors had long been plotting this, all to create this inescapable killing formation.
"Yang Qing, didn't expect this, did you? You're dead today!" one of the Weird Ancestors entangling him laughed.
Ever since Yang Qing had once again blocked their attacks, they had immediately begun making arrangements and contacting the third ancestor.
Under the current circumstances, only three ancestors joining forces could make things more secure.
Most importantly, with Yang Qing's talent, he was worthy of being targeted by all three ancestors together.
Although Yang Qing had continuously improved during their battle, and his rate of improvement had been incredibly fast,
the two of them had always maintained the upper hand over Yang Qing.
Now that the third ancestor had appeared, it was also the perfect moment in their carefully arranged plan.
No matter what, there was no possibility that Yang Qing could block this sword.
In their view, even if they could not kill Yang Qing, they would certainly be able to grievously wound him.
And under the combined assault of their three ancestors, once Yang Qing was seriously injured, he would be no different from dead.
At that thought, their killing intent surged, and the methods they employed became even more terrifying.
The void boiled as thunderous roars echoed through