The ancestors had no choice but to abandon their light forms, ramming through the densely packed Gray Glazed Divine Light as they flew forward in their physical bodies.
The ancestors flew at over a hundred thousand times the speed of sound, roughly one-eighth the speed of light. As they flew, they continuously unleashed attacks, but most of their power passed straight through the gray divine light. Only a small portion could shatter it.
Not only could the gray divine light impede their speed, it could also stretch space. A distance they could originally cover in a few breaths now took more than ten.
The instant they approached the Great Wilderness Azure Dragon, all twenty-three members of the Emperor Race struck together.
The moment they struck, Fang Yun's vision went black. His eyes burned, instantly reduced to a pitch-black hollow.
Fang Yun screamed and hurriedly closed his eyes.
Then the Ancestral Hall released a gentle white light that fell upon Fang Yun and flowed into his eyes.
Fang Yun's eyeballs quickly regenerated, and the white light slowly faded.
Fang Yun dared not open his eyes.
With his eyes closed, Fang Yun recalled everything he had seen when his eyes began to burn.
In Fang Yun's memory, he could not make out the actual form of a single Saint Ancestor. All he saw were raging torrents of spacetime, within which endless Sacred Way trajectories collided like billions of exploding stars.
Then Fang Yun's eyes burned again, turning to ash.
The might of the ancestors permitted no desecration.
Only then did Fang Yun realize just how powerful and terrifying Saint Ancestors were. He also understood why he had been unable to see their battles before: their power had been shielding him. Now that all the Saint Ancestors had left, he had lost that