As the two fought to the bitter end, the great battle on the entire battlefield was already in full swing and raging fiercely. The more than one hundred Quasi-Emperor level nine powerhouses who had been awakened in the Yuan Clan's ancestral land should have easily suppressed the Quasi-Emperor level nine ancestors of the True Dragon Clan, Golden-Winged Roc Clan, Tiancang Clan, Wang Family, and several other forces with their absolute numerical advantage.
However, unexpectedly, despite having such a huge numerical advantage, the ancestors of the Yuan clan in their ancestral lands failed to gain the upper hand as they had hoped, which really frustrated and puzzled them.
In contrast, the third ancestor of the True Dragon Clan, relying on the supreme divine power released by the legendary mythical imperial weapon, coupled with the powerful force displayed by the supreme imperial weapons held by the second ancestors of other forces, was actually able to withstand dozens of ancestral masters from the ancestral land of the Yuan Clan on his own.
Despite the difference in numbers of dozens of quasi-emperor level nine experts, the battle was evenly matched, with neither side able to gain the upper hand.
However, compared to the Yuan Clan, the nine major forces lacked that innate bloodline connection and tacit understanding. Even in the initial stages of cooperation, several of their quasi-Emperor level nine experts had already tragically perished.
For the Saint Realm experts of the Yuan Clan, the situation was completely different. Relying on the Yuan Clan's unfathomable and terrifying foundation of cultivation techniques, as well as an astonishing number of Saint Pills and Spiritual Medicines as support, the Yuan Clan members, like tigers descending the mountain, swept away the Saint Realm experts of the nine major forces with overwhelming force, completely crushing them.
In just a short while, nearly one-sixth of the super-strong individuals at the Saint Realm and above among the nine major forces perished! The tragic scene seemed to make heaven and earth weep.
At this moment, seeing such a terrifying situation, the Lord of the Underworld did not hesitate to flash his figure like lightning to the side of the three ancestors of the True Dragon Clan, the two ancestors of the Golden-Winged Roc Clan, and the two ancestors of the Heavenly Azure Clan.
His expression was solemn, and his voice was low but firm as he said, "Gentlemen, things have come to this point, and we must use our last trump card."
If this drags on, our forces will only dwindle, and we may ultimately be wiped out! From my observation, the Yuan Clan, whether they are Saint-level experts or unfathomable Quasi-Emperor-level ancestors, each one possesses terrifying talent and aptitude, practically invincible and unmatched within their respective realms!
At the same time, Yuan Changsheng reacted quickly on the other side, and in the blink of an eye, he successfully reunited with his family's ancestors.
For a moment, the fierce battlefield, which had been filled with the sounds of battle and the smoke of gunpowder, fell into an unusually quiet atmosphere. However, everyone knew that this was only the calm before the storm, and what was about to erupt was an even more thrilling and life-or-death battle!
In that instant, the three ancestors of the True Dragon Clan, the two ancestors of the Golden-Winged Roc Clan, the two ancestors of the Heavenly Azure Clan, and the other second ancestors from the nine major forces exchanged glances. Sparks seemed to fly where their eyes met, and after a brief silence, each of them nodded vigorously, indicating that they had reached a tacit understanding.
Immediately afterwards, the eight patriarchs shouted in unison, "We beseech the Great Emperor's decree!"
As their words fell, a scroll radiating dazzling golden light appeared in each of their hands. These scrolls were like the most precious treasures in the world, shimmering with a mysterious and powerful radiance.
The next moment, the eight patriarchs unhesitatingly tossed the golden edicts in their hands into the void. The edicts seemed to be supported by an invisible force, hovering steadily in mid-air.
At the same time, the spiritual power around the eight ancestors suddenly erupted like a surging wave, and their hands rapidly formed intricate hand seals at a speed almost imperceptible to the naked eye.
Each hand seal seemed to require a tremendous amount of effort to complete, but the eight patriarchs did not hesitate or pause in the slightest.
When they completed the final seal, their expressions were extremely solemn, their eyes filled with deep respect, and they shouted again, "We respectfully request the Emperor's decree!"
As the shout rang out, the eight golden edicts that had been quietly floating in the air suddenly burst forth with an incomparably dazzling golden light.
The light was so intense that it seemed to pierce the sky and illuminate the entire Taiyuan Heaven. At the same time, eight terrifying auras surged out from the decree, instantly engulfing the entire battlefield.
Immediately afterward, amidst the dazzling golden light, eight towering golden figures, each tens of thousands of feet tall, slowly emerged. These figures seemed to emanate from the very essence of heaven and earth, radiating a chilling aura. They stood silently in the void, overlooking the countless beings below.
In an instant, eight streams of intense, suffocating imperial might swept across the entire Taiyuan Heaven like a storm.
Whether it was the Yuan Clan forces engaged in fierce battle, the numerous powerful figures from the nine major powers, or even the ancient beings and supreme experts who were observing the battle from thousands of miles away through their divine senses, all of them felt an unprecedentedly powerful pressure.
This oppressive force was as heavy as Mount Tai pressing down on everyone, making it difficult for them to even breathe.
Yuan Changsheng and the many ancestors from the ancestral land, these supreme experts whose strength reached or was comparable to the ninth level of the Quasi-Emperor realm, were in a slightly better situation. Relying on their extraordinary and unparalleled strength, they were still able to withstand this terrifying pressure that sent chills down their spines.
However, Yuan Xun, the Fist Ancestor, and the Blade Ancestor were somewhat weaker. At this moment, they were barely managing to withstand this terrifying pressure by relying on their powerful Quasi-Emperor level strength!
This imperial aura was completely different from that emanating from ordinary imperial weapons. It seemed to contain some kind of power that seeped into the depths of the soul, causing Yuan Xun and the others to feel a deep sense of powerlessness involuntarily arise from the deepest part of their hearts the moment they sensed its presence.
It was a feeling of utter despair, a feeling that no matter how hard they struggled, they were completely powerless to resist it. Their eyes were filled with unprecedented shock; clearly, none of them had expected that the true Great Emperor would be so terrifying! It was merely a phantom of the Great Emperor formed from his decree, yet it was enough to make these peerless experts, who were at the Quasi-Emperor level, struggle to resist it with their spiritual power.
Looking at the Yuan Clan's powerful cultivators at the Saint Realm and above, their situation was far more dire. Faced with this terrifying imperial might, they were utterly powerless to resist. Their backs were completely soaked with cold sweat, and they were forced to remain motionless. Beads of sweat the size of soybeans rolled down their foreheads, quickly soaking a large patch of the ground beneath them.
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