However, they were faced with this group of aggressive and menacing enemies.
Yuan Xun, however, remained unmoved by the insult. He sneered at the various clan elders before him, their faces contorted with rage and fury, and mocked, "Roar, roar, roar your mother! Who just said that the younger generation doesn't know their own strength in battle, and shamelessly claimed that in this Divine Source Secret Realm, life and death are preordained and wealth is determined by fate? What? Now that you see my grandson invincible, wiping out all your so-called geniuses and prodigies, you've started to act like cornered dogs, baring your fangs and claws? How utterly laughable!"
"And who among you just said that my grandson should pay with his life and that we should stay here? Step forward and tell me!"
Yuan Xun's eyes widened in anger, and his voice boomed like thunder. His words, filled with anger and authority, resounded through the air like a thunderclap.
Immediately afterward, a flash of cold light appeared, and a quasi-Emperor-level sword suddenly appeared in Yuan Xun's hand. In an instant, the sword shone with dazzling light, like a blazing sun in the sky, and the terrifying aura it emitted was like a surging tide, sweeping outwards in all directions.
Just as Yuan Xun unleashed this earth-shattering and terrifying aura, the other two ancestors of the Yuan clan were not to be outdone. They roared in unison, their auras soaring like rainbows, and their incomparably powerful energy surged forth instantly.
In an instant, three terrifying auras intertwined and soared into the sky, as if to tear this world apart completely.
The patriarchs of many factions, witnessing this scene, felt a chill in their hearts, and their expressions became increasingly solemn.
Although their own strength was not to be underestimated, they still felt unprecedented pressure in the face of the terrifying aura displayed by Yuan Xun and the other Yuan clan ancestors.
However, after a brief silence, these ancestors looked at each other, their eyes revealing a resolute look.
At this moment, the patriarchs of the ten lands spoke in unison: "Good, good, good! There is no room for maneuver today. Since you insist on protecting the Yuan Clan's divine son and refuse to hand him over, then let's fight."
Before they finished speaking, their aura suddenly surged, and each of them shone with dazzling light, as if war gods had descended to earth.
At this moment, the Netherworld Ancestor, who had always harbored resentment towards the Yuan Clan, finally could not contain his anger and made the first move. In a flash, he appeared in mid-air.
With a deep roar, his body suddenly erupted with an extremely terrifying quasi-emperor aura. This aura was unstoppable, like a volcanic eruption, instantly tearing apart the surrounding space and forming a huge and deep blue cloud of energy.
The Netherworld Ancestor glared at Yuan Xun with a ferocious expression, gritting his teeth and roaring, "Old bastard, today I'll let you taste my Netherworld Purgatory! Prepare to die!"
With that, he suddenly flicked his sleeve, and the dark blue ball of energy roared and sped toward Yuan Xun. Wherever it passed, the void shattered and turned into patches of pitch-black nothingness.
The mysterious and powerful ancestor of the Netherworld slowly raised his hands. In an instant, an extremely dense Netherworld aura surged out from his body, like a black dragon soaring into the sky.
The aura of the netherworld swirled wildly in the air, accelerating faster and faster, gradually forming a separate space—a small world. This small world was like a giant vortex, swallowing everything around it, including Yuan Xun.
Just then, a dazzling, dark blue light descended from the sky, striking Yuan Xun like a sharp arrow. The other two patriarchs of the Yuan clan, seeing this, were frantic and were about to step forward to stop him.
However, Yuan Xun calmly replied, "It's just a small world, nothing to worry about. I can handle it myself. But if the Immortal and the others come out, you two must do everything in your power to protect him!"
Upon hearing this, the two elders exchanged a glance, nodded solemnly, and replied in unison, "Don't worry, even if we encounter misfortune, we will never let those little ones suffer any harm! You must be extremely careful!" After saying this, the two focused intently on guarding their spot, vigilantly watching the surrounding movements.
As the eerie blue light gradually dissipated, Yuan Xun's figure also vanished. When he reappeared, he was already inside the small world created by the Netherworld Ancestor. At this moment, the entire small world was filled with thick, eerie blue Netherworld energy, which seemed to possess life, constantly writhing and churning.
Looking up, he saw a huge, eerie blue moon hanging high in the sky, emitting a chilling, unsettling light. Under this blue glow, Yuan Xun felt as if an invisible force was slowly eroding his body. The clothes he wore began to dissolve visibly, as if trying to merge with this malevolent power.
Just then, a strange fluctuation suddenly rippled through the previously dark and oppressive Netherworld, and a tall and majestic figure slowly emerged. This person was none other than the patriarch of the Netherworld!
He laughed maniacally, his face contorted with rage, his voice deafening: "Hahahaha, Yuan Xun, Yuan Xun, you never expected to fall into my Netherworld today! This is my territory, no matter how powerful you are, you can't escape! Back then, your Yuan clan caused our Netherworld to recuperate for countless years."
However, today is the day you pay your debt! I will first slay you, the quasi-emperor of the Yuan clan, here as the first step in our Netherworld's revenge against your Yuan clan! Prepare to die, for today you have no escape!
Faced with the clamor and threats of the Netherworld Ancestor, Yuan Xun looked disdainful and snorted coldly, "Hmph, so noisy! You've been rambling on and on with all this nonsense, are you done yet? If that's the case, then stop wasting time and just obediently accept your death!"
Before he finished speaking, Yuan Xun suddenly swung his arm, and in an instant, a dazzling golden sword aura roared out, carrying unparalleled power as it rushed straight toward the Netherworld Ancestor.
Seeing Yuan Xun's fierce attack, the Netherworld Ancestor was startled, but he quickly calmed down and shouted, "Purgatory Strangle!"
As his angry roar rang out, the entire Netherworld seemed to ignite instantly, with endless Netherworld energy surging up like a tidal wave. This Netherworld energy rapidly converged, transforming in the blink of an eye into twelve enormous, dark blue Netherworld banners.
These ghostly banners spun slowly in the air, each emanating a terrifying aura that sent chills down one's spine. Gradually, dark, profound beams of light shot out from the banners, hurtling towards Yuan Xun like lightning. Wherever these ghostly lights passed, space itself twisted and shattered, as if capable of tearing apart any obstacle.
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