Heavenly Dao Power

Boom!

The Heavenly Venerable crashed down once more. He flew out of the dust, his hair disheveled and his expression utterly grim.

He had already given it everything he had, yet he still could not defeat Jiang Yi. His dharma power had been drained dry by Jiang Yi, leaving him only his physical strength to fight with.

He looked up. Jiang Yi, high above him, gazed down at him, and there seemed to be pity in his eyes. That look stabbed deeply into the Heavenly Venerable's heart.

"Damn it... How can I fall here?!"

The Heavenly Venerable roared inwardly, and the Dao Ancestor's figure could not help flashing through his mind.

He had always regarded the Dao Ancestor as his goal. How could he lose to the Dao Ancestor's grandson?

It was not only him. All the immortal cultivators within the formation who were resisting the War Sect had fallen into despair.

This great formation was merely one battlefield within the War Domain. There were tens of thousands more battlefields of varying sizes, and on the overwhelming majority of them, the War Sect held the upper hand. The War Sect's providence continued to surge, already carrying an invincible momentum.

More and more incense believers began praying to the Dao Ancestor. After fighting for so many years, they could no longer think of any way to defeat the arrogant, peerless War Sect.

"Can this calamity truly not be won..."

"Didn't they say the War Sect is manipulated by the Great Dao's evil variable... Why has the Dao Ancestor not manifested yet..."

"No! For the sake of the Immortal Dao, we must fight to the death!"

"Hold on! The Immortal Dao cannot perish in this calamity! Trust in the Dao Ancestor—he will protect us!"

"Immortal Saint Wu Ji has yet to act.