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The powerful figures from all sides of the human race watched the retreating Primordial Royal Clan without stopping them, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Forcing them to retreat is the best outcome. If it's a fight to the death, even if we win, we'll inevitably suffer heavy losses and might even benefit others.
Ultimately, without revealing their Mighty Figure are still no match for the Ancient Saint. They are only temporarily intimidating and forcing them to retreat by borrowing the Supreme Dao Might.
"Hmph, they're smart to know what's good for them."
The Yaoguang Holy Lord snorted coldly and withdrew some of the oppressive power of the Dragon Marked Cauldron.
Jiang Yun glanced intently at the direction the Primordial Royal Clan had retreated, and at the starry sky from which the aura of the imperial weapon emanated, and said in a deep voice:
"It's just a temporary retreat."
Entering Purple Mountain is fraught with danger; one must also be wary of these Primordial Beings secretly plotting against us.
Brother Jiang is absolutely right.
The old woman from the Ji Family nodded.
"Now that the area has been cleared, there is no need to delay any longer."
Break through the imperial markings, it's up to each of us to rely on our own abilities!
The brief alliance, forged under external pressure, became delicate again after the successful clearing of the area.
All eyes were once again focused on the Wushi Emperor Mark that enveloped Purple Mountain and radiated a majestic imperial Wu Shi's Emperor Patterns.
The replica of the Taihuang Sword in the hands of the Imperial Uncle of the Ancient Hua Dynasty resounded with dragon roars, and the Imperial Dragon Qi transformed into a tangible golden dragon that circled around him.
"Yes! Let's work together and break through the Emperor's Mark first!"
The Jiuli War King waved his battle flag, his murderous aura soaring to the sky, his voice ringing out like iron. "Fight!"
Tu Tian toyed with the Devouring Heaven Demon Jar in his hand, its rim gleaming with a dark light, and chuckled.
" Laozi have no objection. I've long wanted to see if this jar can swallow that damn imperial mark!"
But let me make this clear: once you're inside, it's all up to you. If anyone stabs you in the back, don't blame Laozi for giving them a good bath in this jar!
A brief alliance of humans, built on absolute power and a shared external threat, has been forged once again.
"In that case, let's do it!"
Jiang Yun said no more, let out a loud shout, and together with the Jiang Family family experts behind him, pushed their divine power to the limit!
The Hengyu Furnace above suddenly trembled, and the lid opened slightly, releasing endless crimson light like a volcanic eruption.
That was not light, but the Hengyu Emperor Fire that burned all paths and melted the galaxy!
Where the flames passed, the Void was burned through, leaving behind black marks.
Almost at the same time,
The old woman from the Ji Family activated the Void Mirror, and the mirror surface shone brightly, freezing a vast space, as if temporarily separating the world where Purple Mountain was located from the Great World.
The Dragon Marked Cauldron above the Yaoguang Holy Lord roared, and ten thousand dragons surged forth, roaring as they charged toward the imperial-patterned light barrier.
As the replica of the imperial sword in the hand of Imperial Uncle Ancient Hua slashed out, a royal sword aura that stretched across the heavens and earth was as if the Taihuang had been resurrected and was reigning supreme over the world.
The Jiuli War King waved his battle flag, and a grotesque phantom of the ancient battlefield appeared, with billions of gods and demons roaring and their killing intent condensing into a tangible torrent of blood.
Tu Tian grinned maliciously, pointing the Devouring Heaven Demon Jar at the Quasi-Emperor Light Screen. The dark light at the mouth of the jar erupted completely, transforming into a chaotic black hole that devoured everything. Wherever it passed, even light and divine consciousness were swallowed up!
The true forms of several Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon were activated simultaneously!
This moment felt like the end of the world, yet also like the Heaven-Opening!
Various colors of supreme divine light engulfed the heavens and earth, Hengyu Emperor Fire, Void Ripples, Myriad Dragon Holy Light, Imperial Sword Qi, Primordial Slaughter, and Devouring Black Hole.
These terrifying energies, representing the ultimate power of this universe, are no longer the interweaving of qi, but rather the violent collision and brief fusion of the original entities, transforming into a destructive tide capable of overturning the universe and resetting order.
It was like billions of stars exploding at once, or like the cosmic singularity suddenly expanding.
It embodies the contradiction and unity of ending everything and creating everything, with an incomparably domineering attitude.
It crashed heavily and solidly into the dazzling imperial-patterned light curtain that enveloped Purple Mountain!
"Boom!!!!!!!"
The deafening roar was beyond description!
The sound transcended the realm of hearing, directly affecting the depths of the soul. Countless cultivators instantly lost their hearing, feeling their primordial Divine Capital tremble violently.
At the heart of the collision, the light is no longer the essence, but the embodiment of the pure concept of "destruction"!
Space vanished in large swathes, like fragile bubbles, revealing the chaotic void beyond, raging to the extreme.
The terrifying shockwave was no longer circular, but swept outwards like a tsunami, tearing the earth apart layer by layer as if it were made of paper, and turning distant mountains into dust without a sound!
"Puff!"
Jiang Yun was the first to be hit. Even with the Hengyu Furnace protecting him, he was still shaken by the backlash and coughed up a mouthful of blood, his body swaying precariously.
Jiang Ren and the Tai Shang all groaned in unison, their faces turning deathly pale, and their auras instantly weakened considerably.
The backlash from unleashing the true form of the Emperor Weapon to directly confront the complete Imperial runes laid out by another Great Emperor far exceeded their expectations!
The situation was equally dire for the other families; all the powerful figures who commanded the Emperor Weapon were coughing up blood and injured, and the Yaoguang Holy Lord even nearly fell from the Dragon Marked Cauldron.
The Devouring Heaven Demon Jar in Tu Tian's hand trembled violently.
The True Dragon floating on the light screen wailed and broke, the phantom of the Divine Phoenix dissipated, and the Immortal King's strange phenomenon collapsed.
Finally, amidst endless light and chaotic fragments of laws, a massive, extremely unstable gap, hundreds of feet wide, was forcibly torn open, its edges flowing with shattered laws!
Within the gap lies the dark and cold interior of Purple Mountain, where a deep passage, seemingly leading to the Netherworld, appears. An aura of desolation, antiquity, and majesty surges forth as if it were tangible, interspersed with a faint, almost imperceptible sigh that seems to come from eternity ago.
"The breach has been opened!"
"Charge! The Wushi Scripture!"
" The Great Emperor's legacy is mine! Anyone who stands in my way shall die!"
After a brief silence, an even more frenzied eruption occurred! Greed completely consumed all fear!
" Jiang Family disciples, form ranks! Charge with me!"
Jiang Yun mustered his almost completely depleted divine power, disregarding his injuries, and urged the Hengyu Furnace to unleash an even thicker crimson glow, firmly protecting the Jiang Family members.
It transformed into a crimson fireball that incinerated everything, and charged towards the enormous gap first.
Wherever the Hengyu Furnace passed, the shattered imperial runes and laws were forcibly burned away.
" Ji Family lads, advance!"
The old woman of the Ji Family shrieked, and the shimmering light of the Void Mirror enveloped her clansmen, traversing the Void and relentlessly pursuing them.
"Those who belong to Yaoguang, may holy light pave the way!"
The Yaoguang Holy Lord roared, Dragon Marked Cauldron opened the way, with ten thousand dragons chanting.
The two great dynasties of the Central Continent, the bandits of the Northern Region, and the demons of the Southern Ridge —all forces were enraged, unleashing their various divine lights as they hurtled towards the breach like a meteor shower.
The Primordial Royal Clan, after the breach appeared, also revealed their ferocious fangs.
"Humans, do you even deserve to wield Emperor Weapon?"
To defile the imperial artifacts is a capital offense!
The voice of the Silver-Winged Ancient King of the Spirit Valley was icy cold, and the scepter in his hand, inlaid with silver eyeballs, suddenly erupted with overwhelming divine power.
The silver light surged like a tide, freezing the Void. It arrived a thousand miles away, arriving first and carrying the experts from the Spirit Valley directly into the flank of the Jiang Family family's vanguard!
He actually wanted to take advantage of the Jiang Family's weakened state after suffering the backlash, and seize the Hengyu Furnace first!
"Court death!"
Jiang Yun roared. Although he was injured, his combat experience was still extremely rich.
The Hengyu Furnace suddenly turned around, its mouth aimed at the surging divine power, and a Hengyu Emperor Fire, refined to its extreme, flew out!
"Laugh,!"
The collision of two extreme forces, extreme heat and extreme cold, produced no loud noise, only a teeth-grinding, corrosive sound.
The imperial fire and divine power annihilated each other, tearing space apart with countless tiny black cracks.
Jiang Yun spat out another mouthful of blood, staggered backward, and the light of the Hengyu Furnace dimmed slightly.
The Silver-Winged Ancient King also trembled, the silver light of the scepter in his hand fluctuated, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
They seemed surprised that Jiang Yun, despite being severely injured, could still unleash such a powerful Emperor Flame.
"Kill!" The Silver Moon Clan's powerful warriors unleashed invisible sound waves, like the roars of billions of vengeful spirits, targeting the primordial spirit. This caused many cultivators charging ahead to clutch their heads and scream in agony, their sea of consciousness nearly collapsing.
Other Primordial Royal Clan also employed various methods, unleashing the power of their Ancestral Artifact, and their savage killing intent clashed fiercely with the divine light of the human race's Emperor Weapon.
Chaos reached its peak the moment they stepped through the breach!
Beyond the gap lies an unimaginably vast underground world, with a high-hanging dome, seemingly another realm altogether.
Countless passages, some thick and some thin, crisscross like a spider web, extending into the unknown darkness.
The cold rocks emitted a ghostly glow, and the air was filled with the ancient dust and the stench of freshly spilled blood.
In the struggle for the main road that exudes the richest and most ancient Daoist charm and seems to lead straight to the core of Purple Mountain, and in the struggle to seize the caves that occasionally shimmer with precious light and seem to contain treasures or divine materials left by the ancients, a chaotic battle broke out the moment they landed!