"Could it be that after the True Martial Sacred Sect lost one Martial Great Emperor, another Eternal Emperor has appeared?"
"If that is true, I'm afraid the others are in danger."
Everyone looked up at the heavens with some pity.
Above the firmament, the Ten Kings and Two Ancestors were already locked in battle with Xu Zimo.
After Seventh King Jue Mingzi's attack was blocked, the others no longer held back either, unleashing attack after attack.
Yuhengzi set the Northern Dipper Stars in motion.
Jiangchenzi summoned a vast, mighty river.
Xumizi suppressed him with endless space.
The Ten Kings each displayed their own abilities, raining down powers of every attribute as though they cost nothing.
As for Emei's Old Nun and Lushan Ancestor—
Neither showed the slightest mercy.
Emei's Old Nun rotated her right hand, gathering immense power into her palm and stirring up a heaven-shaking aura.
"Rumble, rumble!" An extreme pressure descended.
Meanwhile, Lushan Ancestor held an ancient pine tree in his hand, countless roots winding around him.
The ancient pine stood firm, unyielding and unbreakable.
When every attack fell, Xu Zimo still did not dodge.
He allowed those attacks to descend like a violent storm, like dancing demons.
Yet after those attacks landed on Xu Zimo, they vanished like stones sinking into the sea, failing to stir even the slightest ripple.
This made everyone's expressions change drastically.
They had all gone all out this time, yet they still could not break Xu Zimo's defenses. That was truly terrifying.
"You... what kind of demonic art did you use?"
"People often interpret things they cannot understand in ways that bring comfort to their hearts.
"If calling it a demonic art helps you accept your own uselessness, then so be it."
Xu Zimo said calmly.
"After advancing into ten million Great