His aura shot straight into the clouds, standing in equal opposition to the three great ancestors of the Palace of the Divine Maiden. The people below watched this scene in shock.
"Do you truly intend to become an enemy of my Palace of the Divine Maiden?" Ancestor Chengtian asked, his gaze focused.
"This is the main stronghold of my Palace of the Divine Maiden. You would do well to think it through."
"And you have the nerve to ask me that?
"I brought Gongsun Hongtian here, yet you people went back on your agreement.
"For the Palace of Worldly Desires to be ruled by people like you is truly nauseating," Xu Zimo said, shaking his head.
"If you are willing to stop now, my Palace of the Divine Maiden will naturally compensate you.
"But if you insist on going your own way, then today, we will suppress you along with him," Ancestor Chengtian snorted coldly.
"Just you?" Xu Zimo chuckled.
With a cold snort, the Overlord Shadow in his right hand erupted with boundless saber intent as he charged toward Ancestor Chengtian.
Half the heavens were stirred by the saber intent.
At the side, Gongsun Hongtian also charged toward Ancestor Ming.
In the end, only Chaos remained, battling Ancestor Ying Tian.
The skies were divided into three battlefields. Even if the others below wanted to help, they were simply not qualified to enter the battle.
The cultivation technique practiced by the Palace of the Divine Maiden was quite peculiar.
The technique they cultivated was known simply as the Eighteen Realms.
That was, the Six Senses, Six Roots, and Six Dusts.
Together, they were called the Eighteen Realms.
Once a person's Eighteen Realms were erased, that person would become a soulless Walking Corpse.
This was the most formidable aspect of this