Yuan Haoran, Yuan Ruochu, and the others, who were watching the battle from a distance, were deeply moved by the thrilling fight before them.
Yuan Ruochu turned to look at Yuan Haoran beside her and asked softly, "Brother Haoran, shouldn't we lend a hand?"
Yuan Haoran frowned slightly, staring at the ancient demon lord who was struggling in the center of the battlefield. After a moment of contemplation, he slowly said, "I think it's time to make a move."
"First, he was wholeheartedly devoted to protecting the divine child; second, she also harbored deep hatred for the myriad races of ferocious beasts."
"Furthermore, back in the day, during that Immortal War, their Ancient Demon Court did not participate."
Then Yuan Haoran said in an icy voice, "When they dared to disrespect our clan's divine son, they had already committed a capital offense! Let's go!"
After speaking, Yuan Haoran's figure flickered and disappeared from the spot like a ghost.
The next moment, he appeared in the center of the fierce battle between the two sides.
Immediately afterward, Yuan Ruochu, Ji Jingtian, Jun Yichen, and their group followed suit without showing any weakness, each displaying their own movement techniques, and in the blink of an eye, they all appeared in the center of the battlefield.
At this moment, the Zhu Yan clan's imperial son and others were doing their utmost to kill the ancient demon lord in one fell swoop.
However, just as they were about to succeed, they suddenly realized that a group of uninvited guests had entered the battlefield.
Everyone was startled and quickly turned to look.
Upon seeing who it was, the faces of the Zhu Yan clan's imperial prince and others instantly turned ashen.
However, when they carefully recognized that the visitors were Yuan Haoran and his group, the gloom on their faces eased slightly, and a faint, smug smile gradually appeared.
The Zhu Yan clan prince sneered and said, "My men just reported to me that you have reached the fourth level. I was just wondering how to find you, but you are so reckless as to deliver yourselves to my doorstep."
"Since you're all here, none of you will leave here alive today!"
Faced with the threat from the Zhu Yan clan's imperial prince, Yuan Haoran's lips curled into a disdainful smile as he replied, "Hmph, what a boastful tone! Aren't you afraid of biting off more than you can chew? What can you few do to me?"
Before Yuan Haoran could finish speaking, suddenly, another loud and authoritative voice came from afar...
Just then, a loud shout rang out: "Then add us to the list!"
As the words fell, several figures suddenly appeared in mid-air, their imposing presence drawing attention.
Upon closer inspection, they were revealed to be the imperial princes of the Yayu, Taowu, and Suanni clans, as well as various ancient imperial princes from the desolate lands, the Thunder Marsh, the Nest of All Things, the region, and the Burial Immortal Cemetery.
They shone like brilliant stars in the sky, exuding endless majesty and a sense of oppression.
Upon seeing this, Yuan Haoran quickly glanced at these newly arrived formidable enemies, and his heart sank.
He exchanged a glance with the ancient demon lord beside him, and both of them saw an unprecedented solemnity in each other's eyes.
Because the current situation is too dire, these eight newly emerged powerhouses, together with the previous seven, now number as many as fifteen.
What's even more troublesome is that among these fifteen people, five have already reached the terrifying realm of the seventh level of Saint King.
The other eight were at the eighth level of the Saint King realm.
The most terrifying of them all are the princes of the Taotie Clan and the ancient princes of the Burial Immortal Cemetery, both of whom have already entered the ranks of the ninth level of Saint King.
Moreover, behind these imperial princes were hundreds of powerful experts, whose cultivation levels ranged from the first to the sixth level of Saint King.
Faced with such a large and powerful force, Yuan Haoran and his companions couldn't help but feel a sense of crisis.
Despite their exceptional strength, achieving an easy victory against such a vast difference in cultivation level and numbers would be virtually impossible.
Immediately afterwards, the prince of the Taotie clan raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a disdainful smile, and slowly said, "Hmph, now that we are on the Emperor's Road, only the strongest can dominate everything."
"It's obvious that we are far stronger than you right now, so you might as well accept your fate!"
Having said that, he suddenly swung his arm and shouted, "Go! Slaughter them all and eliminate this threat forever!"
Before the words were even finished, everyone roared in unison, their spiritual power erupting instantly, a dazzling light flashing and killing intent filling the air.
However, at this moment, something unexpected happened—the scene that was originally noisy and chaotic, about to unfold into a bloody battle, was transformed.
As if a pause button had been pressed, everyone stopped what they were doing.
Suddenly, everyone felt an incomparably terrifying aura sweeping in from afar.
This aura was like a raging storm, overwhelming and making it almost impossible for those present to breathe.
So everyone subconsciously raised their heads and looked in the direction from which the aura came, wanting to find out who this deity had descended upon this place.
In the distance, a figure gradually appeared.
This person was none other than Yuan Zhexian. He was dressed in a white robe with gold trim, his clothes fluttering, like an immortal descending to earth.
The exquisite jade crown on her head further accentuated her elegant and refined temperament.
What is most striking is his snow-white long hair and the golden headband that dances in the wind, the two complementing each other.
This made him appear both otherworldly and solemn, like a god descended from heaven.
Yuan Zhexian's steps were light yet steady and powerful, each step seeming as if he had traversed dozens of steps.
He walked slowly toward the battlefield, seemingly leisurely, but the invisible pressure made the surrounding air heavy.
At this moment, the Ancient Demon Lord, who had been anxiously watching the situation unfold, saw Yuan Zhexian appear. Her beautiful eyes widened, her gaze fixed on Yuan Zhexian, and she murmured involuntarily, "He...he has finally shown himself!"
Upon seeing Yuan Zhexian appear, Yuan Haoran and the others immediately showed expressions of great excitement.
They had already prepared for the worst, and even at the cost of serious injury or even death, they were determined to protect the safety of the other members of the Yuan clan.
However, the arrival of Yuan Zhexian at this moment finally lifted the heavy weight off Yuan Haoran's heart, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.
Because he knew that with the immortal Yuan Zhexian here, everyone would surely be safe and sound today.
Before long, Yuan Zhexian had already landed steadily above the battlefield. He was like a high and mighty god, coldly looking down at the crowd below.
Then, he said casually, "Oh... everyone's here, that's good! Saves us from wasting time."
Before he finished speaking, an incredibly powerful force suddenly erupted from his body.
This force surged like a raging torrent, instantly sweeping across the entire battlefield.
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