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On the other side, the Ji Family's forces, relying on the strange abilities of the Void Mirror, constantly flickered in the Void, their figures appearing and disappearing unpredictably.
Sometimes, the ancient mirror would radiate a clear light, freezing a piece of Void and solidifying a powerful Devouring Heaven-Swallowing Sparrow Clan member who couldn't dodge in time, along with the space-time around him.
Then a Mighty Figure figure from the Ji Family, wielding a divine sword, decapitated him with a flash of light, blood splattering across the sky;
Sometimes, the mirror's light would sweep across, silently shifting the killing formation from the Yin-Yang Sect of the Central Continent into the Ancient Races's camp, causing chaos and screams.
The Yaoguang Holy Land presented a completely different scene. Hundreds of disciples formed a profound formation, activating the Holy Light Technique to its fullest extent. The overwhelming white holy light surged like a vast ocean, protecting them within.
The Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron floated in the center of the formation, casting down streaks of dark light. The True Dragon patterns on the cauldron seemed to come alive, and the phantom images of ten thousand roaring dragons surged out, crushing the incoming spells and ancient treasures.
Their attacks were grand and righteous, using overwhelming force, but they also seemed somewhat overwhelmed by the Ancient Races's fearless assault and certain strange and mysterious techniques.
Disciples were frequently struck by strange curses or invisible sound waves that shattered their heart meridians, causing them to collapse with screams of agony.
A war king from the Jiuli Divine Dynasty in the Central Continent held an ancient battle banner that seemed to be stained with endless blood and exuded a terrifying killing intent.
With a sudden swing, a phantom image of a thousand horses roaring burst forth, filled with iron-blooded murderous aura, directly blasting a Shi Clan ancient general who had charged too far ahead into dust along with his weapon.
The powerful figures of the Great Xia Dynasty were enveloped in a dense aura of Imperial Dragon Qi, with thick, golden True Dragon phantoms swirling around them.
The dragon's roar shook the heavens, and every gesture he made carried the majesty and domineering power of an emperor.
They clashed head-on with an Ancient Races Mighty Figure covered in black scales and wielding a giant axe. Each collision was like a meteor shower, bursting out with dazzling light and deafening roars.
But the most eye-catching was Tu Tian, one of the Thirteen Great Bandits of the Northern Region.
He did not confront any major forces head-on, but instead moved like a ghost along the edge of the battlefield, his figure weaving through the shadows and chaotic energy gaps.
The half of the Devouring Heaven Demon Jar in his hand emitted a faint, dark light, and its mouth was pitch black, as if connected to a black hole in the universe.
He seized an opportunity, and in the instant that a powerful member of the Silver Moon Clan was frozen by the Ji Family's Void Mirror, he pointed the mouth of the jar at him and shone it fiercely, a barely perceptible dark light sweeping across.
Before the powerful Ancient Races could even let out a scream, his body disintegrated like quicksand, turning into a pure life essence that was devoured into the Demon Jar.
"Hehe! That felt great!"
Tu Tian licked his slightly chapped lips, his eyes flashing with a mixture of ruthlessness and greed, before eyeing his next wounded and lone target like a venomous snake.
"See that? That Devouring Heaven Demon Jar,"
A deep sense of apprehension flashed in the Black Emperor dog's eyes as he transmitted his voice.
"It is said to be Emperor Weapon forged primarily from the demonic body shed by the Ruthless Great Emperor in his later years, and it is mysterious and unpredictable."
The jar itself possesses such power to devour and refine everything; if the lid were combined to form a complete Emperor Weapon, its power would be unimaginable!
"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"
Duan De's eyes lit up, and he almost drooled. He subconsciously touched the spot on his Bitter Sea, where the lid of the Devouring Heaven Demon Jar was floating.
His heart was pounding with desire, as if he wanted to rush down and "join forces" with Tu Tian immediately.
But looking down at the chaotic and terrifying battlefield, he could only forcefully suppress this crazy thought and turn his gaze to the other side.
The divine thought kept repeating:
"Look! That Void Shuttle in the hands of that Mighty Figure Ji Family is a treasure trove containing scraps of Void Divine Gold the size of a fingernail!"
Unparalleled speed!
And that Elder Yaoguang, look at his Holy Light Sword, the sword light is so pure, it's at least a top-level Saint Weapon of a Mighty Figure!
Tsk tsk, did you see the jade buckle on that guy from the Ancient Hua Dynasty's belt?
It was carved from the core of a ten-thousand-year-old warm jade. It can calm the mind, resist inner demons, and aid in cultivation. It is a priceless treasure!
Oops, it's broken!
What a waste!
And that compass dropped by the old Yin-Yang Sect, isn't it inlaid with Star Stone?
"If I could just touch it, no, even just look at it, that would be wonderful!"
Ye Fan glanced speechlessly at Duan De, who was hopelessly caught up in his "occupational hazard," and sent a telepathic reminder:
"Daoist Master, put your mind at ease and calm down."
"If we go out now, we'll be torn to shreds by those bloodthirsty Mighty Figure and ancient kings, leaving not even a trace."
Black Emperor even said with utter disdain:
"You fat bastard, all you ever do is covet dead people's things!"
Can't you be a little more ambitious?
What's a little junk compared to this!
Once you become a saint or ancestor, what won't you have?
Now that you're thinking of a dead end, don't take me with you if you want to die!
Ye Fan ignored Duan De's "occupational habit" and kept his eyes fixed on the battle below, especially on the Jiang Family situation was becoming increasingly difficult.
He saw the Jiang Family family members fighting a bloody battle, and an old elder with white hair and beard trying to buy Hengyu Furnace a moment to catch his breath.
He resolutely broke out of the area protected by the Emperor Weapon, and self-destructed the magical treasures he had painstakingly cultivated for many years, as well as some of the Dao Palace Deity.
He temporarily forced back the enemies on the left, but he himself was instantly weakened and was rescued by Jiang Yun at the cost of his life.
He saw that Jiang Yun's eyes were bloodshot, and he was burning his life essence to forcefully activate the Hengyu Furnace, which unleashed an even more intense imperial fire, temporarily forcing the Silver-Winged Ancient King to retreat.
We also saw that they were forced to abandon their original positions, fighting and retreating until they entered a relatively narrow side road.
Then came the scene where the Silver-Winged Ancient King sneered, took out several ancient array flags swirling with chaotic energy, and set up an ancient magic array called " Realm Sealing," completely sealing off and trapping the Jiang Family family members along with the entrance to that side road.
" The Jiang Family is trapped. That formation is very strange, isolating them from both inside and outside."
Ye Fan frowned. He had a decent relationship with the younger generation of the Jiang Family, and although he had grudges with some of the older generation of the Jiang Family, they were not irreconcilable enemies.
Seeing a major human power besieged by the Ancient Races like this, I felt heavy-hearted.
At that moment, a sudden change occurred!
An indescribable, terrifying aura, beyond the comprehension of all living beings present, descended without warning!
It was as if a god or demon who had been asleep for countless ages had suddenly awakened and opened its cold eyes.
Space froze instantly, as if it had turned into divine iron, and time seemed to stand still. The fierce fighting, explosions, and screams below all disappeared at this moment, and the entire magnificent passage fell into a state of deathly silence.
All cultivators, whether human or Ancient Races, felt like mosquitoes trapped in amber, their thoughts sluggish, their primordial spirits trembling and wailing uncontrollably!
A figure stepped out from a rift in the Void that had quietly opened.
He too had silver wings on his back, but those wings seemed to be forged from pure Taiyin Divine Gold, flowing with a moon-like luster. His face was blurred, shrouded in chaotic energy, with only a pair of eyes clearly visible. What kind of eyes were those?
Cold, indifferent, looking down upon all living beings as if they were ants!
The oppressive aura emanating from him caused Ye Fan, Black Emperor, and Duan De, who were hidden in the shadows and isolated by an array, to feel their breath suddenly stop, their hearts as if gripped by an invisible hand, and their primordial spirits as flickering candles in the wind, about to be extinguished!
"It's over, it's all over!"
He is a true Ancestor King! Saint King who has slumbered Primordial Era!
Duan De's face was ashen, his teeth were chattering, and his voice was filled with uncontrollable fear.
Black Emperor's black fur stood on end, making him look like a hedgehog. His eyes were wide open as he stared intently at the Dao Body, letting out a low growl.
Ye Fan also felt his whole body turn ice-cold. His Sacred Body's blood and qi boiled on their own, the Golden Bitter Sea surged with towering waves, and the Cauldron of All-Things Mother Qi hummed, dropping more Xuanhuang Qi, barely managing to resist the wisps of pressure that had seeped in.
This is the Primordial Ancestral King! King transcends the Saint Realm and stands tall in the realm of Saint!
Then, they witnessed that devastating scene.
The Silver-Winged Ancestor King indifferently swept across the battlefield, finally landing on the blocked side road, and on the Hengyu Furnace struggling to bloom with crimson light.
Without making any unnecessary movements, he simply raised a hand covered in fine silver scales and gently grasped forward.
A gigantic silver hand, formed from endless laws and ancient runes, appeared out of thin air, obscuring half the passage. Like the Hand of the Heavens, it carried the supreme majesty of obliterating everything and holding the power of life and death, and directly grabbed at the Hengyu Furnace!
Wherever the giant hand passed, space was silently annihilated, turning into the most primordial chaotic energy!
Everyone had the same thought:
The Hengyu Furnace changed hands, Jiang Family family was wiped out in an instant!
However, just as the giant silver hand was about to touch the Hengyu Furnace,
Thump!
It was like the first heartbeat at the beginning of creation, or the starting sound of the revival of all things!
The Hengyu Furnace, which was only about ten feet tall, suddenly trembled!
It wasn't triggered by someone, but rather a spontaneous vibration, as if it were a complete awakening from slumber!
The furnace lid burst open, and the patterns of the Sun, divine birds, and ancestral sacrifices branded on the furnace body instantly came to life, bursting forth with endless chaotic light!
This light was not dazzling, but it contained the supreme laws of the Dao, as if it were the source of all flames, the spark that ignited civilization!
The chaotic light spread out like ripples, seemingly slowly, but in fact transcending the limitations of time and space, gently brushing against the immensely powerful silver hand.
There was no earth-shattering explosion, no surging tide of energy collision.
Under the caress of that chaotic light, the giant silver hand, formed from the laws of the Primordial Ancestral King and capable of easily crushing stars, was like ice and snow under the sun, or like a statue made of dust encountering a raging wind.
Starting from the fingertips, it crumbles inch by inch, silently annihilating, transforming into the most primordial essence of heaven and earth, dissipating into nothingness.
Moreover, the chaotic light did not stop; it continued to spread towards the Ancestor King at a seemingly slow but actually unstoppable speed.
For the first time, disbelief and horror, and a hint of fear, appeared in the usually indifferent and cold eyes of the Ancestor King!
He unleashed a torrent of the Primordial Royal Clan laws, his silver wings flapping and tearing through the Void as he tried to retreat and escape!
But it was too late.
The light of chaos gently swept across his body.
Just like an eraser wiping away pencil marks on paper.
That incomparably powerful Primordial Ancestral King, who could look down upon the Eastern Wasteland and make all living beings tremble.
His silver wings, his body, his explosive divine power, his terrified expression—everything vanished instantly in that chaotic light.
Utterly annihilated! Not even a trace of ash or a drop of blood remained!
It was as if he had never existed in this world.
The entire process was incredibly fast; from the Hengyu Furnace's autonomous revival to the annihilation of the Ancestor King, it was only a blink of an eye.
The devastating power, yet carrying a strange sense of "purification," plunged the entire battlefield into absolute, deathly silence.
All the survivors, whether Mighty Figure human beings or Ancient Races King, stood frozen in place, their faces filled with endless shock, bewilderment, and fear.