Meanwhile, deep within the towering, endless Emperor Mountain Range of the demon race, a magnificent and imposing palace stands majestically. Its interior is resplendent with gold and exquisite beauty, exuding nobility and majesty in every detail.
At this moment, directly above the palace, an elderly man exuding an extremely terrifying aura stood as steady as Mount Tai at the head of the table. His tall and imposing figure resembled an insurmountable mountain. Below him, two neatly arranged camps stood, one on the left and one on the right, each radiating a chilling and murderous aura.
Among the many forces, the one led by the highly respected elder of the Ancient Demon Court, who was on good terms with the True Dragon Clan, was the most powerful and aggressive.
They shouted with great passion that they would start an immortal war to conquer the despicable Yuan clan.
However, the opposing side was led by another elder of the Ancient Demon Court, whose attitude was exactly the same as before at the Burial Immortal Cemetery—advocating to stand aside and be a quiet bystander.
And so, the two sides stuck to their own versions of events, arguing endlessly, their noise deafening, almost turning the entire Ancient Demon Court upside down.
Just as the situation was about to spiral out of control, the mysterious old man who had been sitting firmly in the lead suddenly unleashed a terrifying aura that sent chills down one's spine.
This aura swept across the entire area like a raging torrent, and everyone was stunned by its powerful pressure. The originally noisy and chaotic scene instantly became completely silent.
Whether it was the two camps that had just been arguing heatedly, or the other demon ancestors who were watching, they all obediently shut their mouths and stared at this unfathomable old man with awe.
This is the third ancestor of the Ancient Demon Court, who has survived for countless years. He is the current ruler of the Ancient Demon Court and an unparalleled and terrifyingly powerful figure.
He slowly raised his head, his sharp gaze sweeping over the crowd before finally settling on the old man who had just displayed his power. Then, in a deep and authoritative voice, he said, "You are all great figures who can make the heavens and earth tremble with a single stomp of your foot! Yet here you are, like petty street vendors, arguing without any manners. It's utterly disgraceful!"
After saying this, the terrifyingly powerful figure turned to look at the Ancient Demon Lord, who had returned to the Ancient Demon Court, and asked in a slightly gentler tone, "Miao'er, what are your thoughts on the current situation? Why don't you tell me?"
After pondering for a while, the Ancient Demon Lord said, "Fourth Ancestor, I think it's better for us to observe this battle. Although the True Dragon Clan is one of the royal families of our demon race, and its ancestor was once second only to the Demon Ancestor, our ancestor once said that the Yuan Clan might be even stronger than the Heavenly Clan. Moreover, we don't know their true strength, so it's not worth the risk."
"Hmm, Miao'er, your analysis is indeed quite good. You should also enter the ancient land to absorb the essence blood of the Demon Ancestor left behind by the Demon Ancestor to enhance your talent and strength." The four ancestors of the Ancient Demon Court looked at the Ancient Demon Lord with satisfaction.
Then, he coldly looked at everyone and said, "Each of you has lived for countless years, yet you are not as insightful as a little girl. This matter is decided as such. Let the True Dragon Clan test the Yuan Clan's foundation before we talk about anything else."
After that, everyone simply clasped their hands in agreement and stopped arguing.
Oh, the Great Heaven!
This once peaceful and tranquil celestial realm has now been transformed by an unexpected appearance of a mysterious dragon-shaped spear, radiating dazzling golden light and earth-shattering imperial might, appearing without warning above the clear, cloudless blue sky! The spear is entirely golden, resembling a living golden dragon coiled upon it, exuding majesty and inspiring awe in all who behold it.
In an instant, the golden dragon-shaped spear unleashed a terrifying aura capable of destroying the heavens and the earth, sweeping across the entire Taiyuan Heaven like a surging, overwhelming wave. This extremely powerful aura, like a thunderbolt, instantly enveloped everything in Taiyuan Heaven, even abruptly awakening those ancient beings hidden deep within.
"What...what is this?" These ancient beings were filled with shock and confusion.
Just then, someone exclaimed, "Look! That's the Ancestral Dragon Spear, the legendary imperial weapon inherited by the True Dragon Clan!" Upon hearing this, everyone's expression changed drastically.
Immediately afterwards, the sky flashed with light, and figures rushed in like shooting stars.
Upon closer inspection, it was revealed that over thirty peerless experts at the Quasi-Emperor level had descended upon this place! Leading this group of experts were six supreme beings whose cultivation had reached the ninth level of the Quasi-Emperor realm. They were solemn and majestic, like supreme rulers, radiating boundless pressure that seemed capable of suppressing all things in the world.
Behind these Quasi-Emperor level experts were hundreds of powerful Supreme Saint level experts, followed by thousands of Great Saints, tens of thousands of Saint Kings, and hundreds of thousands of Saint level experts.
Such a massive force, vast and imposing, blotting out the sky, marched straight towards the location of the Yuan Clan with overwhelming momentum.
"What exactly is going on? Could it be that the True Dragon Clan wants to launch an Immortal War against the Yuan Clan?" One of the ancient beings muttered to himself, his face filled with horror.
Suddenly, an extremely terrifying imperial might descended from the sky like Mount Tai crushing an egg. In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and the entire world seemed to tremble under this imperial might.
As the Emperor's might descended, a colossal white halo slowly emerged in the sky. This halo was tens of thousands of feet in diameter, covered with mysterious and complex runes, and shimmered with dazzling light. As it rotated, the surrounding void continuously collapsed and reformed, releasing terrifying energy capable of destroying everything.
"The Wheel of Annihilation! It's actually the supreme weapon inherited from the Celestial Clan—the Wheel of Annihilation! I never expected even the usually low-profile Celestial Clan to join this campaign against the Yuan Clan!" someone cried out in terror. At that moment, everyone realized that an earth-shattering war sweeping across the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Earths was about to begin.
In that instant, as if time and space were torn apart, more than thirty peerless experts at the Quasi-Emperor level suddenly appeared in the sky like ghosts. They were like gods descending from the heavens, exuding a powerful aura that made people's hearts tremble.
Standing at the forefront was a mysterious old man wielding the Wheel of Annihilation. His posture was as upright as a pine tree, and his face was as cold and stern as millennia-old ice. Just by standing there, he exuded an oppressive aura that was impossible to look directly at. Behind him followed five terrifying beings who had also reached the ninth level of the Quasi-Emperor Realm. The strength of these five individuals was also unfathomable, and each of them was capable of standing alone.
However, what followed was even more astonishing. Behind these powerful figures, hundreds of thousands of Saint-level experts followed in dense formation, along with numerous super-strong individuals whose strength surpassed even that of Saints. The sheer size of this assembled force created an aura that seemed capable of swallowing the heavens and earth.
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