Nine heavenly flames fused in clashing colors.
Their vaguely unstable, explosion-ready state radiated extraordinary power.
The mere sweep of their fiery aura blanketed the entire Central Region in scorching heat. All moisture in the earth evaporated in an instant, leaving countless cracks tortoise-shelling across the ground.
Even the Ancient Battle God Platform, after its Dao chains shattered, had its platform body forced into view. Cracks crawled over its four pillars, as though it would vanish in the great explosion as well.
"Perhaps this ancestor can truly shine for once?"
At that moment, Ancestor Jinzhao, clutching that terrifying flame, briefly tasted what the word "invincible" felt like.
This was an attack beyond the Ancestor God level! It was as though the purpose of his existence had been to unleash such a blow at a certain moment—whoever faced it head-on would meet only one end: body destroyed, godhood fallen!
Ancestor Jinzhao could not help recalling the scenes of his pursuit of the Dao, from his birth until he became a Sealed Saint Emperor, when he had swept through all before him.
Victory in every battle, triumph in every clash.
Setting aside his bleak experiences after becoming a Sealed Saint Emperor, had not the brilliance of his first half of life made him a representative Chosen Son of that era? Nine heavenly flames—who under heaven could control them?
"I can!"
Just as Gu Yu had pursued the Dao and desperately opened the Mysterious Gate.
Just as Hua Changdeng had faced eight in battle, opening Dead-Spirit Reincarnation in a desperate situation and blooming into brilliance once more.
At that moment, Ancestor Jinzhao could distinctly feel that he had broken through that layer of shackles—without any external aid, by himself alone. Though his realm had not broken through, his destructive power had successfully knocked upon