Even when faced with the Devouring Imperial Clan, some among the Myriad Races were still gripped by immense fear.
Just how powerful the Devouring Imperial Clan was back then is perhaps only truly known to the powerful beings of Myriad Races who experienced that terrifying era.
As for the Human Race, since they did not personally experience the era of the Devouring Imperial Clan' rampage, they may not be very clear about the terror they once possessed.
"What, are you scared? Haven't you Myriad Races always boasted of your omnipotence? Are you really afraid of a mere Devouring Imperial Clan?"
The Third Elder's face was ashen, and his icy words seemed to carry a chilling coldness, piercing straight into the hearts of Myriad Races.
"How dare you! So what if you are from the Devouring Imperial Clan? My Sword Universe is not afraid of you."
The man in White Robe, his eyes burning with anger and determination, responded just as coldly, his voice firm as he tried to bolster his side's morale with words.
"Is that so? Then you may die." The Third Elder said without any emotion.
At this moment, he was like a cold and ruthless killing machine, his eyes filled only with murderous intent towards his enemies.
He knew all too well that on this brutal battlefield, he could not give his opponent any chance to breathe; once an opportunity arose, he must not hesitate to unleash a killing spree.
This is the style of the Devouring Imperial Clan: slaughtering and devouring all things in heaven and earth to strengthen themselves.
"Burn everything within me, and transcend to the highest level!"
The man in White Robe knew in his heart that, given the current situation, he probably wouldn't be able to leave alive today.
All he could do was try his best to severely damage the Human Race and buy some opportunities for the Sword Universe.
"My God, the Sword Clan really has guts; they've started burning right now!" some of the Myriad Races exclaimed in surprise.
"Isn't that right? The Human Race is truly powerful, actually forcing the Sword Clan's experts to such a predicament."
Others echoed, their tone a mixture of admiration for the Sword Clan and awe at the strength of the Human Race.
"This is more than just powerful; it's downright deadly. This battle between the Human Race and the Sword Clan will undoubtedly become the focus of Myriad Races," Human God said solemnly.
"Just watch, once the Devouring Imperial Clan is born, the other Myriad Races won't stand idly by."
"This matter is bound to cause a huge uproar," a wise old man said slowly.
"That's right, we just need to wait and see what happens." The crowd of onlookers from all Myriad Races discussed this seemingly calmly, but a hint of tension and anticipation was evident in everyone's eyes.
At the same time, the Third Elder shone with boundless light, a light so dazzling it seemed to illuminate the entire universe and sweep across eternity.
He suddenly slammed down with his palm, and instantly, a massive, all-encompassing vortex of devouring energy appeared out of thin air.
This vortex exudes a terrifying suction force, seemingly possessing the ability to devour everything; wherever it passes, space is distorted beyond recognition.
At this moment, heaven and earth trembled, and the universe seemed to turn upside down, as if this palm strike would truly destroy everything in the world.
" Human Race, even if I die, I'll drag you down with me." The White Robe man unleashed a power countless times stronger than before after burning his own strength.
He was like Asura who had emerged from Hell, exuding a strong killing intent and a bloody aura.
The sword in his hand shone brightly, and the already sharp Sword Qi was now like a tangible blade, slashing wildly towards the Third Elder.
The Sword Qi Vertical and Horizontal, weaving into a massive sword net, attempting to trap the Third Elder within and then deliver a fatal blow.
In his eyes, the Third Elder was the only enemy at this moment, and he was determined to fight to the last drop of his strength to perish together with the Third Elder.