It still was not enough. Even with the Sword Venerable and the Thunder Emperor, they remained at a disadvantage against the imperial shadow behind Ye Chengjun.
After all, the two great sages' figures at this moment were unlike before, when remnants of their will had remained within them.
They had merely been summoned by Ye Yu through Imperial Power, along with the spiritual skills of the Illusory Dragon Wind Lightning Body and the Heaven Slaying Sword Drawing Technique.
It could be understood that these two figures were only manifestations of Ye Yu's spiritual skills at this moment, not the true figures of the ancient sages.
Yet the imperial shadow summoned by Ye Chengjun's Imperial Art, though it likewise lacked an emperor's will, could be condensed to near perfection because he possessed a fragmentary Human Emperor Seal.
But soon, following Ye Yu's breathing rhythm, a third figure of Daoist Tian Yuan gradually condensed.
The three sage figures raised their heads in unison to face the imperial shadow. At this moment, both sides had driven their power to the utmost limit.
The Emperor Flame Sword held by the imperial shadow behind Ye Chengjun had completely taken shape. Ye Chengjun no longer wished to drag things out. Ye Yu had already summoned three figures; if this continued, who could guarantee that a fourth would not appear?
"Imperial Art! Nine Heavens Slash!"
Ye Chengjun roared. As he raised the Emperor Flame Sword in his hand high overhead, the imperial shadow behind him made the same motion.
The next instant, both slashed down!
Towering flames carrying endless Sword Qi erupted forth. This sword seemed poised to cleave down the nine heavens!
The earth beneath Ye Chengjun's feet crumbled, and even space itself developed a faint crack!
Wherever the sword light passed, space visibly collapsed as