Shu Lichuo's calm voice rang out above the Star River, and everyone present froze.
The Evil Calamity Clan?
On the Eternal Continent, those words stood for terror and taboo!
Ji Liusheng possessed the power of the Evil Calamity Clan?
At that thought, countless gazes instantly turned toward the plaza.
Ji Liusheng stood silently where he was, while the battle here had grown even more brutal. Nearly all the royal clan elders had fallen, and Elder Soaring Serpent's people, who had descended from beyond the heavens, were almost all wounded.
Ji Yunshang and Ji Hao were pale-faced at this moment, staring at everything before them in utter disbelief.
Around Ji Liusheng lay the corpses of ministers and imperial clansmen. The Soaring Sky Holy Emperor was beneath his foot, mixed in with those corpses. Upon the quasi-Emperor artifact, the High Heaven Vast Sky Mirror, was the Soaring Sky Holy Emperor's severed arm, still connected to it.
This scene had only appeared after some force in the surrounding area shattered.
Li Yueqing stood atop the heap of corpses, the talisman in her hand already broken. Though Ji Liusheng said nothing, anyone could see the dense, twisted power emanating from him.
Shu Lichuo, golden blade in hand, furrowed her brows deeply. From the very beginning of the battle, she had concealed herself in the void and kept watch over Ji Liusheng and Li Yueqing. She had never expected Li Yueqing to use a talisman to create an illusion amid such a savage battle.
Using that illusion, Ji Liusheng had devoured the blood essence and souls of the ministers and imperial clansmen. By the time she reacted, the Soaring Sky Holy Emperor, who had been fighting bitterly, had already been ambushed. Ji Yunshang and Ji Hao had been grievously wounded in an instant as well.