From the moment the two clan leaders, Futu Yijing and Maha Tian, brought out their clans' sacred guardian artifacts, no one could stop this battle.
Both combatants were at the Saint Grade, so only another Saint Grade could stop them. But with their sacred guardian artifacts in play, even a Saint Grade would not dare intervene lightly.
On the battlefield, black-and-white pillars of light intertwined and collided with crystal pillars of light.
The Ancestral Pagoda suddenly shuddered. Billions of rays of light seemed to swirl up from its tip, sweeping the entire surging black-and-white torrent into the pagoda.
Under Futu Yijing's control, the Ancestral Pagoda suddenly shot into the sky. In a flash, it appeared above the Maha Yin-Yang Bottle, casting its shadow down over it.
"Suppress!"
Futu Yijing let out a mighty shout.
Seeing this, Maha Tian formed a seal with both hands. The Maha Yin-Yang Bottle tilted, its mouth flashing with black-and-white light. Then a black-and-white torrent poured out, blanketing the sky as it descended upon Futu Yijing.
Futu Yijing likewise formed a seal with both hands. The Ancestral Pagoda unleashed a terrifying suction, drawing the black-and-white torrent inside once again.
Then the Ancestral Pagoda expanded without limit and slammed down, enclosing the Maha Yin-Yang Bottle within it.
The powerful figures nearby let out faint sighs of relief at the sight.
If it ended like this, that would be all right.
In truth, however, the Ancestral Pagoda and the Maha Yin-Yang Bottle were sacred artifacts of the same grade. It was clearly impossible for the Ancestral Pagoda to suppress the Maha Yin-Yang Bottle completely.
Sure enough, half an incense stick later, the black-and-white torrent surged out of the Ancestral Pagoda under Maha Tian's control.
Just as Futu Yijing and Maha Tian battled with their sacred guardian artifacts, a