"Boom..."
Yin Tiande let out a long howl, channeling more than half the vital essence within him into the holy weapon above his head. The Vajra Ring, interwoven with Dao and reason, surged in speed as it shot toward his unparalleled foe.
The might of the supreme holy weapon swept across heaven and earth!
"Roar! Roar! Roar!"
Nine Primordial Ferocious Flood Dragons at the Immortal Two, Saint Lord level raised their heads and roared as they dragged the Chaotic Ancient Chariot forward, crashing into it with a thunderous rumble. Nine dragons, nine phoenixes, nine White Tigers, and nine Xuanwus—the four celestial symbols of the starry sky stabilized heaven and earth.
With nine young kings of the Primordial Royal Clan wielding the holy weapon against it, the Vajra Ring fell into a disadvantage.
"Come on. Now that the holy weapons have left our hands, this is a truly fair fight!"
Yin Tiande abruptly raised his head, and his eyes suddenly became incomparably terrifying.
Within the depths of his ink-black pupils lay a scene of ultimate annihilation: endless stars falling, mountains and rivers collapsing, the universe perishing. Two incomparably sharp divine rays that could split open heaven shot forth.
The moment that terrifying eye technique emerged, even though Ye Fan had tempered his Desolate Ancient Sacred Body until it was as indestructible as diamond, his brow showed faint signs of splitting open, while blood-red lines covered his face.
Laozi's heir from a later generation was certainly no easy opponent!
Ye Fan's eyes shone brightly. "Good."
If he had been utterly unremarkable, would that not have tarnished Lord Taiqing's reputation?
"Cry!"
A phoenix cry rang from within his body, resounding through the Nine Heavens. Five-colored undying divine flames blazed fiercely and swept over his entire body, rapidly reconstructing his injured form and