Dragon roars shook the heavens. Streaks of blade light became skeletal dragons, as though they had come from ancient times, bearing supreme might that could suppress the nine nether depths and eight wildernesses. Wherever they passed, time and space collapsed, and laws wailed.
Under the crushing force of the dragon skeletons, the Great Array formed by the eleven working together unraveled and vanished silently, as flimsy as paper.
"Impossible!"
For the first time, a fear they had never known before appeared on the faces of the eleven Holy Realm cultivators, sinking deep into their bones.
"Quick... stop it!"
Taixu, Fen Tian, and Xuanyue all roared furiously, burning their Sacred Crystal essence in an attempt to withstand the crushing dragon skeletons.
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!
But how could they possibly withstand it? The dragon skeletons roared, and heaven-shaking might bore down. All eleven Holy Realm cultivators spat blood and were sent flying.
They brought out defensive Saint Weapons one after another, shielding their bodies against the might of the Ancestral Dragon Blade.
"No!"
The two weakest, both early-stage Holy Realm cultivators, lacked sufficient strength and had no Saint Weapons. Before they could even give their names, they let out desperate screams.
Their Spiritual Treasures exploded. Beneath the blade light, their bodies and primordial spirits were utterly annihilated, reduced to nothing, scattered into ash!
The others, including Xuanyue and Taixu, felt as though an immensely heavy hammer had struck them. They all spewed mouthfuls of blood, hurtling backward like meteors and embedding themselves deep in a mountain range a thousand miles away.
Their eyes were filled with the despair of shattered dreams and incredulous horror.
One slash!
Just one slash!
Two Holy Realm titans had fallen on the spot, and nine had suffered grievous injuries!
Such combat power was simply enough to shock