Bu Lianshi still chose to act, using the seed the Jian Clan had left behind in Moon Wheel Heaven. This also indirectly proved that Bu Lianshi truly was a descendant of the ancient Jian Clan, bearing that heavy blood-deep vendetta.
She knew that under the present circumstances, the six of them alone could never stop the Supreme One Clan's army of fifty to sixty thousand. With the Five Emperors joining the battle, the disparity in both numbers and strength was simply too great.
Earlier, Supreme One Chongming and Supreme One Chongyan had valued their lives and been unwilling to act personally, which had given Lin Chuan an opportunity to strike. But once the two of them made their move, the gap between the two sides became apparent.
Unless Lin Chuan continued using the few trump cards he had left, this battle could not continue.
Under such circumstances, even at the risk of being consumed by resentment and bloodlust, Bu Lianshi resolutely summoned that Jian Clan Blood Seed.
Lin Chuan had already shouldered too much. As Lin Chuan's Dao companion, Bu Lianshi believed she had to help him bear some of it.
Azure leaves, purple stems, black blossoms, Yellow Fruit; beneath it, no sound; standing, no shadow.
As they watched the tree rise from the ground, it was still only a sapling. Yet as an ancient divine tree, the aura it radiated was already enough to make the Supreme One Clan feel oppressed. With the tree's appearance, the entire Ninefold Heavenly Palace began to tremble slightly. At that moment, the withered Jianmu released a colossal phantom that enveloped the sapling, like a mother protecting her child and cradling it in her embrace.
Within Moon Wheel Heaven, cold, violent, bloody, and evil auras continuously spread from beneath the ground. A dark crimson