The Battle Begins: A Great Saint Slain in an Instant

The ten days had barely passed when the darkness before dawn was shattered. A pillar of divine light rose from the Valley of the Gods and shot straight into the heavens.

Streaks of light scattered from the towering pillar in every direction, visible across the entire Big Dipper. Each carried a party led by two Saint Kings of the Ancient Race.

"If any Human Race holy land, clan, or dynasty lends out an Emperor Weapon, show no mercy! Slaughter the Human Race across a million li!"

The icy, merciless shout rang across the Big Dipper, brimming with boundless killing intent.

The Valley of the Gods feared the Human Race's Emperor Weapons after all, but they had found a way around them. The Human Race had many Emperor Weapons; the Ancient Race had even more Ancestral Kings.

Even if the human factions had reserves of their own, the number they could awaken now could not match the Ancestral Kings. The ancient races could bear some losses. They refused to believe the other human factions with Ultimate Dao weapons could do the same.

"The Valley of the Gods has gone too far. This is the second time!"

Many factions with Ultimate Dao weapons slammed their tables in fury. The Jiang Family had not asked to borrow anything, but some of them truly wanted to help. If the Jiang Family won, the entire Human Race would benefit.

Cries rose from all corners of the world, especially among those living within the territories of factions with Ultimate Dao weapons. They prayed that no weapons would be lent out. Cultivators fled, seeking refuge for the time being.

They did not want to know what would happen if the Jiang Family lost. They only knew that lending out a weapon would certainly mean the deaths of