A beam of light shot into the sky, piercing the clouds, and rings of profound radiance spread out from it.
Maha Tian raised his head expressionlessly, his eyes fixed on the tip of the Eternal Pagoda.
Enveloped in the dense pillar of light, a slender figure slowly appeared before everyone's eyes.
The Maha Ancient Clan had guarded the Myriad Ancient Immortal Body for countless millennia.
Every time the Eternal Gathering began, they could lay their plans in advance and secure every advantage.
In terms of probability, their chances of obtaining the Myriad Ancient Immortal Body had always been the greatest.
Their ultimate failure now could only mean that something had gone wrong on their own side.
Yet some things in this world simply defied reason, and the Maha Ancient Clan was in no position to reason with anyone.
The Pagoda Ancient Clan had already battered them into this sorry state, and now the Maha Continent had also fallen apart.
If they lost the Myriad Ancient Immortal Body as well, the Maha Ancient Clan would truly be cast out of the Five Great Ancient Clans.
Moreover, the war between the Pagoda Ancient Clan and the Maha Ancient Clan had yet to end.
Previously, it had only been because the Eternal Gathering was about to begin.
To show their respect for the Immortal Emperor, both sides had tacitly ceased hostilities.
Now that the Myriad Ancient Immortal Body had found its master, that unwritten ceasefire agreement naturally became void.
Besides, as long as they killed Futu Yun, the Pagoda Ancient Clan would become a host of dragons without a head.
That would also give the Maha Ancient Clan room to catch its breath, so today's battle was unavoidable.
Under countless gazes, Futu Yun remained calm.
The instant he stepped out of the Eternal