A man standing, emperors bound, Sacred Ancestors writhing.
Within the world formed by the sacred relics of the Heavens, a masterpiece had appeared.
The whole world watched that masterpiece. Even the fighting outside the Sacred Relic World gradually slowed.
The Nine Provinces' Mighty Ones were one thing, but ever since their five Sacred Ancestors had confronted Meng Chuan, the Otherworldly Powerhouses had all kept part of their attention on the clash.
After all, Meng Chuan's feat of effortlessly killing the Four Emperors was still fresh in their minds. It had happened only moments ago.
The Otherworldly Powerhouses all knew there was something strange about this man. Something wrong. Very wrong.
Now that their own Sacred Ancestor had clashed with him, how could they not worry?
Was there much difference between the Four Emperors and the five Sacred Ancestors?
In number or in strength, the difference was not great.
So how would the mysterious fiend who had effortlessly killed the Four Emperors fare against the Five Sacred Ancestors?
The Otherworldly Powerhouses had not even finished wondering before the answer arrived.
Well, it was much the same as with the Four Emperors.
That dealt the Otherworldly Powerhouses a crushing blow. Their morale had collapsed.
The Nine Provinces' Mighty Ones were stunned once again, though they were almost numb to it by now.
But compared with the shattered Otherworldly Powerhouses, they were doing just fine.
Some of the Nine Provinces' Mighty Ones even seized the moment when Meng Chuan bound the Five Sacred Ancestors and their Otherworldly opponents lost focus, launching fierce attacks.
They wounded and killed several Otherworldly Powerhouses in one bold assault.
They certainly knew how to seize an opportunity.
"The Otherworldly Sacred Ancestors have been captured! The Otherworld will fall! The Otherworld will perish!"
Xiao Chen seized the moment to