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Beyond Purple Mountain, the world was desolate and life was utterly silent.
The vast, barren Northern Region were now engulfed by a surging crowd and soaring divine light.
Forces from the Eastern Wasteland, Central Continent, Southern Ridge, and Western Desert, like primordial beasts that have sensed an unparalleled opportunity, converged here from all directions of the universe.
Demonic energy billows like smoke from a wolf's beacon, dragon energy surges like a mighty river, holy light shines brightly across the heavens, and the Buddha's radiance cleanses the mortal world.
The various powerful auras crushed and collided with each other, tearing the sky to shreds, and the Void groaned in agony under the unbearable pressure.
The nine consecutive tolls of the Beginningless Bell, seemingly echoing from the very end of time and space, were like Mars thrown into boiling oil, completely igniting the suppressed greed and ambition in the hearts of all cultivators.
The inheritance of the Great Emperor Wushi is within reach, enough to extinguish any rationality and cause any fragile alliance to crumble instantly.
Directly in front of Purple Mountain, in the core area where the energy is most terrifying, the Jiang Family camp stands like a crimson divine mountain.
The true form of the Hengyu Furnace, which was entirely crimson and engraved with the Dao Fire and Earth, and seemed capable of melting the entire universe, hovered above the head of Jiang Yun, a living fossil of the Jiang Family!
Although not fully recovered, the wisps of supreme pressure emanating from it were already causing the surrounding Void to continuously distort and collapse.
The temperature rose sharply, as if to turn this region into a fiery kingdom.
Jiang Yun's hair and beard were all red, his face was solemn, and his divine power was like a boiling ocean, continuously pouring into the imperial furnace above his head.
Even so, his face was slightly pale. Clearly, activating a true Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon, even if it was only initially awakened, was an extremely heavy burden for him, Immortal Three King.
He was one of the lesser talents of the Jiang Family who had been temporarily sealed away. Several years ago, when Jiang Taixu returned to the Jiang Family and Nirvana, he broke free of his source and protected him.
The current Holy Lord Jiang Ren and several Tai Shang Elders surrounded him, forming a profound formation, pouring their divine power into Jiang Yun without reservation, together supporting the power of the Hengyu Furnace.
Jiang Yun's fiery eyes swept across the surroundings, her heart sinking lower and lower.
The situation is more serious than expected.
Above the Ji Family camp, an ancient bronze mirror floated, its surface seemingly containing all the heavens and myriad worlds. As the light rippled, it held still the earth, water, fire, and wind—it was the true form of the Void Mirror!
In the direction of the Yaoguang Holy Land, a black and gold holy cauldron covered with dragon patterns and surrounded by thousands of dragons was breathing in and out chaotic energy. The true form of the Dragon Marked Cauldron manifested, its holy light surging and purifying everything.
In the Great Xia Dynasty of the Central Continent, an imperial uncle wielded a divine sword branded with the mark of the ancestral dragon, its Imperial Dragon Qi soaring to the heavens.
Although not the original Taihuang Sword of legend, it is still a replica of the Taihuang Sword, a renowned Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon of the dynasty.
Moreover, it seems to have used a secret method to draw upon a trace of the Source Emperor energy of the Taihuang Sword, making its power far exceed that of ordinary imitations.
In the Central Continent Jiuli Divine Dynasty, a war king clad in tattered armor held a battle banner that seemed to be stained with the blood of gods, its murderous aura sweeping across the heavens, its killing intent astonishing the world.
What's even more striking is Tu Tian, one of the Thirteen Great Bandits of the Northern Region, who is holding a Devouring Heaven Demon Jar that emits a dark light.
The mouth of the jar was eerie, as if it could devour the universe and starry sky, and the imperial might it emitted caused all the Extreme Dao Weapon to resonate slightly.
In the distance, in that area shrouded in a wild and cold aura, several Primordial Royal Clan families stood silently, like demons from the primordial world.
Among them, the team from Spirit Valley stood out the most. They had silver fleshy wings on their backs, covered with fine scales, and their vertical pupils were cold. The leader was an Silver-Winged Ancient King whose aura was as deep as an abyss.
In his hand he held a scepter that seemed to be formed from moonlight and flowed with divine power, with a silver eyeball that was constantly shrinking and expanding at the top of the scepter.
It exudes a terrifying aura that can freeze one's soul; it is the Ancestral Artifact of the Divine Spirit Valley, a terrifying object inherited from the ancient times!
In addition, there were two or three other Primordial Royal Clan, such as the Silver Moon Clan, on the side, each possessing Ancestral Artifact that emitted ancient and powerful fluctuations, eyeing them covetously.
"Brother Jiang, the time has come; we cannot wait any longer."
The old woman from the Ji Family who presided over the Void Mirror spoke first, her voice piercing through the noise with a cold decisiveness.
"The Nine Rings of the Beginningless Bell caused the Imperial Mark to manifest at its peak, a sign that the Emperor Weapon has become spiritually connected, choosing its own master or seizing an opportunity—a rare occurrence throughout history."
If we hesitate any longer, those Primordial Beings may seize the initiative, and what face will we have then?
How can the imperial lineage of the human race be desecrated by foreign races?
Jiang Yun felt the immense pressure from activating the Hengyu Furnace. He took a deep breath and responded in a deep voice, his voice like a resounding bell, echoing within the imperial aura:
"What Fellow Daoist Ji said is exactly what I was thinking."
The Wushi Scripture is an ownerless object, but it belongs to the lineage of the Great Emperor Wushi of our human race, and we will never allow any other race to touch it!
When they join forces to break through the imperial markings, they can then rely on their own methods and opportunities.
As for what happens after entering,"
His gaze, sharp as lightning, swept over the several human leaders present.
"Life and death are left to fate, but before that, we must clear the area and prevent unscrupulous individuals from profiting!"
His gaze deliberately swept towards the direction of the Primordial Royal Clan.
The Dragon Marked Cauldron surrounding the Yaoguang Holy Lord radiated countless rays of holy light, making him appear like God King. He proclaimed in a loud voice:
"Fellow Daoist Jiang is right!"
They observed that the major human powers were showing signs of uniting.
"Human race,"
The Silver-Winged Ancient King of Spirit Valley spoke first, his voice icy cold.
" The Great Emperor Wushi is an emperor revered by all races, and his legacy cannot be enjoyed by your human race alone."
This place should have a place for Primordial Myriad Races!
His words drew echoes from the other Primordial Royal Clan, their murderous aura soaring to the heavens, suggesting they were ready to unite and attack at the slightest provocation.
"Snort!"
His response was a cold snort from Jiang Yun, a living fossil of the Jiang Family, which sounded like a thunderclap.
His hair and beard were all red, and the Hengyu Furnace trembled slightly with his anger, emitting an even more terrifying heat.
" The Primordial Myriad Races?"
They're nothing but remnants of the old regime who have been sleeping ever since!
The Great Emperor Wushi was an ancestor of our human race; how could we allow foreign races to covet his teachings?
This place is the territory of my human race, and Purple Mountain is not a place where you can run wild!
You have three breaths to retreat a thousand miles away, or don't blame the Emperor Weapon for being ruthless and clearing the area!
"Good!"
A voice also came from the Ji Family's side, but it carried a resolute tone, and the Void Mirror above their heads flashed with light.
The mirror-like light swept across the ground in front of the Primordial Races's camp, and that piece of land vanished silently, as if erased from thin air, leaving behind a smooth, mirror-like surface.
"The imperial lineage of the human race shall not be desecrated."
If we don't retreat now, we'll be buried here!
The Yaoguang Holy Lord holy light, and the Dragon Marked Cauldron roared.
"There's no point in arguing with these ancient remnants; let's just clear them out!"
Although the Imperial Uncle of the Ancient Hua Dynasty, the War King of the Jiuli Divine Dynasty, the Azure Flood Dragon King, and others did not say much, they each activated their Emperor Weapon or Top-Tier Saint Weapon.
In an instant, several vast and mighty imperial powers, like awakened dragons, united together.
A terrifying will, overwhelming and capable of crushing stars, pressed down on the Primordial Royal Clan's camp!
This combined imperial power is too strong!
Multiple extreme forces intertwined, seemingly reenacting the creation of the Heaven-Opening, yet also appearing to bring about the end of all things.
The space in front of the Primordial Royal Clan's camp collapsed instantly, turning into chaos. The immense pressure caused many Ancient Races warriors to turn pale.
Those with weaker cultivation levels knelt directly on the ground, their bones creaking as they struggled to bear the pain.
The Silver-Winged Ancient King of Spirit Valley had a livid face. The Ancestral Artifact scepter in his hand burst out with dazzling silver light as he desperately resisted.
However, under the combined pressure of several human Emperor Weapon, the silver light shrank like a candle flickering in the wind.
He was the strongest leader of this team, possessing the power of one of the Immortal Platform Fourth Layer Saint Realm of Sendai.
The other Primordial Royal Clan powerhouses behind him also roared and activated their Ancestral Artifact to resist, and in an instant, all kinds of Desolate Antiquity auras soared into the sky.
The collision with the might of the human emperor produced a deafening roar, and an energy storm swept in all directions.
However, the human race's Emperor Weapon was far too terrifying, and at this moment, being connected by the same spirit, the oppressive force it formed far exceeded what the ancient Ancestral Artifact could withstand.
Silver-Winged Ancient King and his forces suffered repeated defeats, their ranks being forced to shrink back, and deep trenches were dug into the ground.
Humans!
Do you really want to wage a full-scale war against us, the Primordial Royal Clan?
The Silver-Winged Ancient King roared, his vertical pupils filled with anger and resentment.
He never expected that these ants from the Immortal Platform Second Layer of the human realm would be so united and ruthless in this matter.
"Start a war?"
"You think you're worthy?"
The Yaoguang Holy Lord spoke in a cold, disdainful tone.
"If you don't leave now, I'll show you what the Supreme Dao Might is!"
The combined might of the Emperor surged once more, like the sky collapsing and pressing down fiercely!
Silver-Winged Ancient King and the others groaned, and strands of blood gleaming with silver light spilled from the corners of their mouths, clearly indicating that they had suffered some internal injuries.
Their eyes were filled with resentment and bitterness, but circumstances forced them to submit.
Just as tensions were rising and a full-blown conflict seemed imminent,
Suddenly, an extremely subtle yet equally vast aura, seemingly originating from the primordial era and carrying the majesty of an emperor, emanated from afar.
A fleeting glimpse!
This aura was fleeting, so brief that many cultivators in the Immortal Platform Secret Realm failed to detect it.
But the expressions of all the human powerhouses wielding Extreme Dao Weapon, as well as the ancient leaders such as the Silver-Winged Ancient King, changed drastically!
That aura—it's from Extreme Dao Emperor Armament!
A supreme Imperial Artifact belonging to the Primordial Imperial Clan!
Although they never actually arrived, the slight glimpse of imperial majesty they exuded was enough to prove that an Primordial Imperial Clan was paying attention to this place, and might even be hiding nearby with imperial weapons!
Jiang Yun, the old woman from the Ji Family, the Yaoguang Holy Lord, and the others exchanged glances, a hint of solemnity flashing in their eyes.
They can force these royal families to retreat, but if they really provoke the Primordial Imperial Clan that possesses imperial weapons, then things will become troublesome and could very likely lead to unpredictable consequences.
The Silver-Winged Ancient King had clearly also sensed the aura of the imperial weapon. He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his anger, and his icy gaze swept over all sides of the human race as he coldly said:
Good! Very good!
Humans, the Spirit Valley has recorded what happened today!
Since you are so determined to seize the initiative, then so be it! Let's go!
He practically choked out the last three words, "Let's go."
Having said that, without further hesitation, he waved his hand and led the people of Spirit Valley, transforming into a streak of silver light, to retreat first.
Seeing this, the other Primordial Royal Clan, though unwilling, knew that the situation was hopeless. Filled with resentment, they all harnessed the divine light of their Ancestral Artifact.
Like the receding tide, they regrouped on the distant horizon, clearly not having truly gone far, but rather choosing to observe for the time being.