Rumble—an earth-shaking explosion rang out.
The Destruction Sword Realm trembled violently, its light dimming several shades.
Yang Dingtian's face also went slightly pale for a moment.
The power of a Divine Sect expert self-destructing after casting a secret art was no small matter.
However, it had only made his blood and qi churn briefly.
Seizing this opening, the other five Divine Sect realm ancestors attacked the formation barrier even more frantically, trying to open a path to survival.
"Struggling on the brink of death!" Yang Dingtian snorted coldly, the killing intent in his eyes growing even stronger.
He took one step forward, shrinking the earth to inches, and crossed the void in an instant, arriving before one of the ancestors.
That Wang family ancestor was bombarding the formation with all his might and had never expected Yang Dingtian to be so fast.
"Die!"
The icy word fell, and sword light flared once more.
Pfft—the third Divine Sect realm expert's head flew into the sky.
Blood dyed the formation barrier red. Despair—endless despair.
The four remaining Divine Sect realm ancestors completely collapsed.
Sun Hong, two family ancestors, and one Early Divine Sect Realm expert.
They looked at Yang Dingtian, who seemed like a demon god descended into the world, and at the three murderous Old Ancestors Lan. They knew that today, they would not escape calamity.
"Yang Dingtian, Old Ancestor Lan, even as ghosts, we won't let you off!"
Sun Hong let out one final roar, his eyes filled with venom and unwillingness.
He could not understand it no matter what. How had a situation that had originally been a sure thing turned into this?
A single Yang Dingtian had actually reversed the entire battle with his own strength.
"Go to hell and repent." Yang Dingtian's voice was cold as he