The great battle continued, growing ever more brutal as the aura of the Sacrifice Dao Level surged without end.
Endless waves erupted between Yang Qing and the Three Great Ancestors, the sweeping tides of the River of Time.
Countless rules were torn apart like billions upon billions of erupting volcanoes, while innumerable fragments of time scattered in every direction.
World-shaking clashes erupted continuously, their ringing impacts shattering the Great Dao and incinerating countless rules.
The iron ge, greatsword, and beast-furred hand gleaming with golden light were equally terrifying. Wherever they passed, all surrounding Dao Patterns were extinguished.
Overwhelming power surged forth as countless universes split apart, invisibly severed and reduced to ruin.
Terrifying power submerged everything and pulverized all things. Wherever it swept, all collapsed and crumbled, a sight horrifying beyond measure.
Even when facing such terrifying methods, Yang Qing's battle intent remained boundless as he slashed out with the Sky-Supporting Emperor Sword.
The terrifying sword radiance blazed brilliantly, its sword intent reaching the heavens. In all the vast world, it seemed as though only that heaven-piercing strike remained.
"Rumble!"
A world-shaking collision erupted in an instant. Unimaginable powers intertwined, enough to affect the present age and ancient history alike.
Yet even beneath such a terrifying collision, Yang Qing remained completely unharmed.
Boundless blood energy surged around him, his figure standing between heaven and earth like an eternal monument, immovably rooted in place.
No matter how the terrifying power battered him, he remained as steady as a mountain, his body not shifting in the slightest.
"How is this possible? Does he truly have no limits?"
One of the Weird Ancestors spoke, his gaze filled not only with disbelief, but also with fear.
Their original plan had been to wait for the other ancestors to awaken. Once several ancestors joined forces,