At that very moment, an aura even more terrifying than the imperial decree from before suddenly poured down from the heavens.
Immediately afterwards, eight blurry figures slowly descended from the sky.
“Finally here…” A fleeting smile of relief unexpectedly appeared on the face of the Lord of the Underworld, which had been distorted by anger.
Meanwhile, the patriarchs from the eight major powers and their retinues were all extremely excited and thrilled. If the figure formed from the Emperor's decree had previously given them a sense of solemnity and awe, then these eight mysterious figures slowly descending before them were like eight towering ancient divine mountains, radiating an almost suffocating sense of oppression. It was as if the slightest movement from them would cause the entire world to tremble, making them seem sacred and inviolable.
The eight emperors stood like eight towering mountains between heaven and earth, their bodies radiating an incomparably sacred and dazzling brilliance, as radiant as the sun, illuminating the entire world.
Behind each emperor, a huge divine seal of different colors slowly emerged.
These divine seals of the Great Emperor shimmered with mysterious and unpredictable light, as if they contained endless mysteries and supreme power. They hung high in the air, giving people a sense of being unreachable and superior, as if they were the absolute supreme beings in this world, and no one dared to have the slightest thought of desecration towards them.
Immediately afterwards, eight streams of imperial might, even more terrifying than the Great Emperor's decree and divine seal, erupted forth, filling the entire world like a tidal wave. These eight streams of imperial might surged forth with overwhelming force, causing the wind and clouds to change color and the mountains and rivers to tremble wherever they went.
Even heaven and earth seemed to feel the oppressive force of this terrifying power, and had no choice but to lower their proud heads and show their submission.
Faced with such overwhelming pressure, everyone present felt their bodies tremble uncontrollably. The fear and awe that came from the depths of their souls made them want to kneel and worship, as if the eight emperors standing before them were the true rulers of this world.
However, at that moment, the True Dragon Emperor suddenly turned his head, his gaze sharp as torches, shooting straight at the Ninth Ancestor of the Yuan Clan. A slight smirk played on his lips, a hint of contempt and disdain in his eyes, as he coldly said, "You old codger, your Yuan Clan is doomed today. Are you ready to face your demise?"
Before he finished speaking, a terrifying aura of an emperor, earth-shattering and penetrating to the deepest hell, surged out from his body, like a ferocious beast opening its blood-red maw and fiercely biting at the nine ancestors of the Yuan clan.
Faced with the overwhelming aura of an emperor, the Ninth Ancestor of the Yuan Clan remained unmoved, merely waving his hand lightly.
In an instant, the terrifying aura of an emperor, which was originally enough to destroy the world and terrify all living beings, vanished without a trace, as if grasped by an invisible hand.
Upon witnessing this, the eight emperors widened their eyes in disbelief, their faces showing astonishment. They never imagined that the Nine Ancestors of the Yuan Clan could so easily deflect such a terrifying attack!
"How is this possible?" the True Dragon Emperor exclaimed in disbelief.
The gap between an Emperor and a Quasi-Emperor is like the faint light of a firefly facing the bright moon; there is no comparison whatsoever. Even a supreme expert at the ninth level of the Quasi-Emperor realm cannot compare to it.
At this moment, the Ninth Ancestor of the Yuan Clan slowly stepped forward. His gaze was calm and profound as he lightly swept over the Great Emperors before him and said softly, "You juniors, do not think that you can be arrogant and self-righteous after successfully ascending to the position of Great Emperor! Back when I attained the Dao, your clans did not even exist in this world, let alone you arrogant brats who do not know the immensity of heaven and earth."
The words had barely left his lips when a breathtaking scene unfolded. The Yuan Clan patriarch, who had previously only possessed the cultivation of a quasi-emperor at the ninth level, suddenly unleashed an aura of emperorship far surpassing that of the eight emperors present. A dazzling golden divine seal of emperorship abruptly appeared in the void behind him, densely inscribed with countless mysterious and profound runes, radiating boundless pressure and majesty.
"It's actually... a fifth-tier Great Emperor!"
Upon seeing this, the surprise on the faces of the eight emperors was instantly replaced by extreme shock, and their expressions became extremely complicated.
It's important to understand that among these eight emperors, only the True Dragon Clan's emperor was a fourth-tier emperor; the other seven were merely third-tier. Even someone as powerful as the Lord of the Netherworld couldn't hide the shock that flashed deep in his eyes. Because even if he exerted all his strength to maximize his power, the limit he could reach was only a temporary burst of fourth-tier emperor strength.
No wonder the figure that represented the will of the eight of us, formed from the Emperor's decree, couldn't even withstand a casual strike from the Ninth Ancestor of the Yuan Clan!
At this moment, facing the terrifying cultivation of the Yuan Clan's Nine Ancestors, who had already stepped into the Great Emperor realm, not only the many powerful members of the Yuan Clan, but also the nine powerful forces that shook the world, and even the ancient beings who were monitoring the battle here through their supreme divine sense, all involuntarily broke out in a cold sweat and turned their gazes toward the Yuan Clan's Nine Ancestors.
In particular, the Ancient Demon Court and nine of the ten regions that did not participate in the war were not only extremely shocked, but also extremely fortunate that they had not joined these people in launching the Immortal War to attack the Yuan Clan.
At this moment, the strength displayed by the Ninth Ancestor of the Yuan Clan far exceeded everyone's understanding of him. It must be understood that for the long years to come, everyone believed that the Ninth Ancestor of the Yuan Clan was merely at the ninth level of the Quasi-Emperor Realm. Relying on the Yuan Clan's vast family foundation and massive amounts of primordial true ice, he would appear in the world for a period, then slumber, and then reappear, repeatedly.
"'Pretending to be weak to catch a tiger'?" someone couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice.
"That Ninth Ancestor of the Yuan Clan is truly a cunning old bastard." Another person echoed through gritted teeth.
"Damn it, the Ninth Ancestor of the Yuan Clan actually pretended to be a Quasi-Emperor Level 9 for countless years, wandering around the world as a Quasi-Emperor Level 9 for countless years. To think that this old schemer was actually a terrifying Great Emperor level expert. This is just too much!"
Many more people were filled with resentment, having already cursed the Yuan Clan's Ninth Ancestor with all sorts of harsh words in their hearts. At this moment, even the eight Great Emperors and the Lord of the Underworld were no exception, their hearts also filled with resentment and curses towards this unassuming Yuan Clan's Ninth Ancestor.
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