The Palm Falls Upon All Beings

Many Peak Heaven and Earth Great Venerables had lent their support.

Far more had placed their bets on the Void God Race than on the Great Yan Sacred Dynasty.

From the very beginning, this battle had been unfair.

The Great Yan Sacred Dynasty had allies as well.

The Heavenly Evil Realm and the Purple Palace Realm had both joined the war.

The Purple Palace Imperial Clan had sent three Peak Heaven and Earth Great Venerable cultivators, while the War God Palace had sent two.

Their combat power far surpassed that of others at the same level. Once the Purple Palace Imperial Clan's cultivators opened their dantian Purple Palace, their power doubled; the War God Palace's cultivators wielded fierce cultivation arts, their attacks surging like tides.

But it was far from enough.

The moment the war began, it entered a white-hot stage.

The Void God Race's army surged forth like a tidal wave, while the Great Yan Sacred Dynasty's side fought desperately to resist.

Cultivators fell every second, and blood splashed across the void every moment.

Ling Tian swung his imperial sword and slew a Late Heaven and Earth Great Venerable of the Void God Race.

His imperial robe was already soaked through with blood—some his own, some the enemy's.

His aura had begun to wane, but he could not retreat.

He was the Sacred Emperor, the master of the Great Yan Sacred Dynasty, the pillar supporting countless living beings.

If he retreated, the army's morale would crumble.

"Kill!" he roared, charging into the enemy ranks once more.

Qin Jun stood at the center of the battlefield, his Burial Immortal Pupils driven to their limit as the Sixteen Paths Law revolved simultaneously.

At his side stood the Reverse Chaos Supreme, the Heaven-Burial Lord, and the Ancient Emperor of Heavenly Abyss.

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