"This Emperor wants this piece of scrap Golden Body, along with the ants filling this city, buried with me!!!"
The Taiyuan Demon Emperor threw back his head and roared. Countless streams of golden mist frantically gathered within his mouth.
In the end, they transformed into a golden torrent that pierced heaven and earth, crashing down upon the Black-Robed Golden Body and Chang'an City below.
Golden light poured down like a waterfall, flooding the mortal world.
Wherever it passed, space twisted, as though unable to bear the sharpness of this force.
Before the suffocating pressure even descended, many citizens in the city had already been crushed until blood flowed from their seven orifices, collapsing limply to the ground.
Such terrifying momentum was enough to make every living being in Chang'an quake with fear.
Even if that Golden Body could evade it, how could Chang'an City beneath its feet withstand it?!
Above Chang'an.
"Th-this... is the method of the Tower-Ascending Realm...?"
You Wujiang and the others' expressions changed drastically.
No matter how resolute their wills were, no matter how long ago they had cast life and death aside.
Before such absolute power, however, they could not suppress the trembling that rose from the depths of their souls.
Ants gazing at the heavens had nothing but despair.
"Don't just stand there!"
A furious roar exploded beside everyone's ears.
The Imperial High Ancestor's beard and hair flared wide as he fiercely tore off the storage pouch at his waist.
"Offer the treasures!"
Jiang Yuechu had casually tossed it to him before their departure.
She had said they were things she had no use for, and told the emperor to distribute them as he saw fit, so Great Tang could have a few more trump cards to preserve their lives.
Following the Imperial High Ancestor's