96: The might of a quasi-emperor's weapon! The soul of our ancestors is ignited!

The golden barrier shattered into a sky full of light rain.

That destructive torrent of energy, mixed with bloody saber light and five-colored poisonous mist, lost its final obstruction and roared as it poured down!

“Puff—Puff—!”

The eight Wang Family Elders standing at the forefront didn't even have time to let out a scream.

Their Saint Bodies were torn, crushed, and then evaporated like paper upon contact with the torrent.

Their Divine Souls, along with the family fortune accumulated for tens of thousands of years in their Storage Rings, instantly turned into Universe dust before this power.

“No—!”

Atop the war chariot, the Second Ancestor of the Wang Family's eyes instantly turned blood red, letting out a hoarse, desperate roar.

Gone!

The mainstays cultivated by the Wang Family, who had spent tens of thousands of years and resources, the cornerstone of their dominance in the Northern Region, were all gone in an instant!

This was equivalent to directly breaking the Wang Family's backbone!

However, grief was meaningless.

After devouring the eight Elders, the energy torrent's momentum remained undiminished, continuing to smash down towards the Golden War Chariot below, and Wang Teng, who was already scared silly inside the chariot!

“Beast! You are going too far!”

The Second Ancestor of the Wang Family's hair stood on end, and a jade-shattering madness ignited in his murky old eyes!

He fiercely bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of dark golden liquid mixed with Origin essence blood and Divine Soul fragments onto the soul suppressing ancient mirror in front of him!

Buzz—!!!

After absorbing the essence blood, the ancient bronze treasure mirror seemed like a sleeping primordial Vicious Beast that had been completely awakened!

On the mirror surface, the thick bronze rust rapidly melted and peeled off, revealing a mirror body as smooth as water, yet so profound it seemed capable of devouring all things!

A terrifying aura, surpassing that of a Great Saint and transcending all Dao, erupted from the mirror!

The quasi-emperor weapon was completely revived!

“Suppress—Soul—Absolute—Light!”

The Second Ancestor of the Wang Family's face, pale from blood loss, flushed crimson as he roared out these four words in a hoarse tone that tore at the Divine Soul!

The ancient mirror frantically extracted the vitality and Lifespan from his body!

His white hair, which had still contained some black strands, instantly withered like grass, turning completely white!

His entire person shriveled at a visible speed, his flesh shrinking, becoming skin and bones!

The mirror surface suddenly vibrated!

An indescribable gray beam of light shot out from the mirror!

This light beam was not dazzling, even a bit dim.

But the moment it appeared, the Laws of the entire world were forcefully paused!

Time froze.

Space solidified.

The surging energy torrent, the sky-slashing bloody saber light, and the corrosive poisonous mist were all strangely suspended in mid-air at this moment.

The gray light beam swept across like a ruthless blade of judgment!

There was no explosion, no sound.

Everything that was frozen, the moment it touched the gray light beam, silently dissolved, disintegrated, turning into the most primitive particles, returning to nothingness.

Even the stone Puppet, under the sweep of the light beam, instantly disintegrated, turning into dust scattered across the sky.

One strike cleared the entire field!

“Puff—”

The Second Ancestor of the Wang Family could no longer hold on, his body swayed violently, and he spat out another large mouthful of fresh blood, collapsing onto one knee on top of the war chariot with a

The soul suppressing ancient mirror in his hand lost all its light, reverting to its rusty appearance.

He gasped for breath, his eyes dim, his vitality weak.

This one strike had almost exhausted all his life force!

He raised his head, scanning the surrounding darkness with eyes full of venom and madness, his voice hoarse like a broken gong.

“Who...who else is there?!”

Inside the war chariot, Wang Teng watched as the danger above was averted, and his heart, which had just plummeted into an abyss, was pulled back by immense ecstasy.

“We won...Second Ancestor won! Hahahaha!”

He laughed incoherently, his face twisted with the madness of surviving a disaster.

“I knew it! My Wang Family is invincible! I, Wang Teng, have the potential of a Great Emperor!”

However, his joyous laughter had not yet faded.

A cold, indifferent voice, devoid of any emotion, quietly echoed from the cleared darkness.

“Is a quasi-emperor weapon really that impressive?”

The moment the voice fell.

“Dong—”

A long, resonant chime suddenly reverberated between heaven and earth without warning!

The chime did not come from the outside, but directly rang deep within everyone's Divine Souls!

The Second Ancestor of the Wang Family's body stiffened abruptly, his dim old eyes instantly widened, reflecting endless horror and despair in his pupils!

He saw a primordial, deep bell, wreathed in the Law of death, slowly emerging from the darkness in the east.

The bell body was covered with carvings of demons and evil spirits, and skeletal bones, and a quasi-emperor might, no less than the soul suppressing ancient mirror, even surpassing it, descended like a awakened primordial divine mountain, suppressing heaven and earth!

“Nine...nine nether soul-slaying bell!”

The Second Ancestor of the Wang Family's voice was completely distorted, filled with unprecedented fear.

This was the divine weapon of that mysterious Great Saint at the auction!

He also possessed a quasi-emperor weapon!

“Sorry, I have one too.”

The cold voice sounded again, full of cat-and-mouse-like playfulness.

“Dong—!!!”

The second chime exploded!

A visible black sound wave, condensed from pure death Law, swept towards the Golden War Chariot, which had lost all its defenses, like ripples of death!

This attack was unavoidable!

There was no escape!

In the VIP viewing area.

Su Chen saw this scene, excitedly slapped his thigh, and his grapes fell all over the floor.

“Holy crap! Here it comes! Immortal battle! quasi-emperor weapons clashing! This is the main event!”

He clapped his hands while furiously complaining.

[Not bad! This old schemer still had a trick up his sleeve! I knew it, how could someone who dared to bid over 400 billion against others be a pauper? Turns out he's also rich!]

[This is fun now. The Wang Family's Old Man just used his ultimate move, his mana and health bars are empty, and the opponent is coming with a fully buffed and equipped character to spawn camp him. How can he fight? Fight with his head?]

[Tsk tsk tsk, this kid Wang Teng is probably really going to be dead. He bought a one-way ticket to the underworld for 500 billion, and it's a special express seat. Truly filial to the extreme.]

Ye Linghan looked at his gesticulating appearance, the smile in her eyes growing deeper.

Compared to watching the boring slaughter below, watching her Little Husband's live commentary was much more interesting.

“Husband, look, that Wang Family Old Man seems to be on his last legs.” She extended her slender jade finger, pointing downwards, her tone full of encouragement, not minding the commotion.

“Mhm mhm mhm, yes yes yes, he's about to burst out! Look at his eyes, they're exactly like someone who's been constipated for three days and three nights and is finally about to use an enema! He's definitely going to burn his Divine Soul for a desperate strike!”

Su Chen's eyes were wide, afraid of missing any detail.

As expected.

Facing the sweeping death sound wave, the last trace of color drained from the Second Ancestor of the Wang Family's shriveled old face.

He knew he had reached the end of his rope.

Escape was impossible.

Then... let's perish together!

“Ah—!!!”

He let out a long, tragic howl that was not human, and suddenly stood up.

His entire shriveled body, at this moment, burned fiercely like a torch!

His snow-white hair, withered flesh, and even his Divine Soul, at this moment, transformed into the purest fuel!

He was igniting his soul!

“The Wang Family... cannot be insulted!”

He used his last shred of strength to once again pour all the power generated by burning his life into the soul suppressing ancient mirror!

Buzz—!

The ancient mirror once again burst forth with dazzling divine light!

A gray light beam, more solid and terrifying than before, like a light of creation, bravely met the death-bell ripple!

The two quasi-emperor weapons finally had their most direct and tragic collision at this moment!