480: Old Huang unleashed his power

A green light streaked through the air. As soon as Old Huang stepped onto the battlefield, his suppressed, violent blood qi could no longer be held back!

He looked at the tragic sight of the Ancient Yao army slaughtering living beings, and his massive bull eyes instantly turned bloodshot.

Two thick plumes of white vapor snorted from his nostrils, swirling up the surrounding blood qi power like a Dragon drawing water.

"Damn it! You Ancient Demon Court bastards dare to run wild in the Southern Region?!"

A bull's roar shook heaven and earth. Old Huang's massive body suddenly swelled, transforming into his true form—a hundred-zhang-tall Azure Sky Python Ox!

His scales looked as if cast from Mo Yu, his horns were entwined with Chaos lightning, and his four hooves stepped onto the scorched earth, crushing out four bottomless pits.

The blood qi around his body condensed into a tangible azure torrent, surrounding him like a surging river.

"Who is this? Such a powerful aura!"

"It's... it's the Azure Sky Python Bull King of the Canglan Mountains?!"

"My god! He's still alive?! Didn't he disappear along with the mountains over ten years ago?!"

At the edge of the battlefield, several surviving veteran Yao Race generals were momentarily stunned before bursting into deafening exclamations!

They had all seen Old Huang back then and knew that although this old ox was only a Saint King then, he had roamed the Southern Region freely with his tyrannical Physical Body, and even the Yao Emperor had to show him some respect.

But this aura before them... "Quasi-Emperor! Is this a Quasi-Emperor level pressure?!"

An old Yao general trembled all over, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Ten years ago, he was clearly still in the Saint King Realm. How long has it been? How could he have become a Quasi-Emperor?!"

"This is crazy! The Southern Region is about to change! That crazy ox is back! And he's a Quasi-Emperor!"

"Am I seeing this right? That's a Quasi-Emperor!!"

The soldiers of the present-day Yao Race were in an uproar, their low morale instantly ignited by this earth-shattering turn of events.

Cries of shock and joy rose and fell, making them forget even the pain of their wounds.

They looked at the hundred-zhang-tall true form of the python ox, their eyes filled with awe and fanaticism.

Yuan Tiangang's pupils constricted even more as a stormy sea of shock rose in his heart: "A Quasi-Emperor?!

Back then, this old ox was clearly a Saint King like me. I've only just reached the Great Saint realm, yet he actually reached the heavens in a single bound and became a Quasi-Emperor?!"

A complex mix of emotions flooded his heart—shock, jealousy, and a hint of frustration at being completely surpassed.

"When I was in the Southern Region back then, you guys were still hiding underground like turtles!

Now you dare to come out and jump around? Do you really think there's no one left in the Southern Region?!"

Old Huang didn't bother with nonsense. He suddenly lowered his head, and his hundred-zhang horns, carrying a sharp whistle that tore through the Void Realm, crashed directly into the densest central Formation of the Ancient Yao army!

This collision had no fancy Divine Abilities, only the purest, most tyrannical Physical Body strength and Quasi-Emperor pressure!

"Boom—!!!"

The central army of the Ancient Yao was like it had been crushed by a prehistoric beast; dozens of Ancient Yao generals were smashed into blood mist by the horns without even letting out a scream.

Hard Yao-bone armor shattered like paper, and even the defensive Formations in the rear were sent flying by this massive force, collapsing with a bang!

The azure blood qi torrent spread out, sweeping in all directions like a tsunami. Ancient Yao soldiers were like fallen leaves in a gale, sent flying back in swaths.

The sound of bones shattering rose and fell, and the originally tight Formation was instantly torn open by a huge gap several miles long!

"The Bull King is mighty!"

"Kill! Follow the Bull King and fight back!"

The present-day Yao Race was in a complete frenzy. Old Huang's domineering and peerless strike had thoroughly ignited their bloodlust!

The soldiers roared as they launched a counterattack. Even the wounded struggled to get up, charging along with Old Huang's blood qi torrent. The originally crumbling defensive line instantly tightened!

"What?!"

The Ancient Yao Great Saint holding a giant axe had his pupils constrict as he looked at this old ox that had suddenly appeared in disbelief.

"A Quasi-Emperor?! How can his blood qi be so vigorous and majestic?! This is impossible!"

He roared out in shock, voicing the thoughts of all the experts on the Ancient Demon Court's side.

"According to precise intelligence! The remaining Quasi-Emperor Old Ancestors of the Southern Region's present-day Yao Race have long since suffered from decaying blood qi and fallen into a deep slumber.

They can at most strike with full power one more time before their Dao dissipates and they perish! Where on earth did this ox come from?!"

Yuan Tiangang felt bitterness in his heart. His clan did indeed have a Quasi-Emperor Old Ancestor, but their blood qi had long since decayed.

Like a candle in the wind, they were a final resort to perish together with the enemy; how could they be easily deployed?

At this time, Old Huang crashed through the central army without stopping. His four hooves flew as he rampaged like a moving mountain!

He specifically targeted those Ancient Yao with heavy auras and a sense of age-old decay.

The originally unstoppable Ancient Yao army was actually thrown into disarray by a single old ox, and the pressure on the left-wing defense line was instantly reduced!

"Enough!"

An angry shout, like thunder from the Nine Heavens, suddenly exploded from high in the sky!

From the Ancient Demon Court's side, a golden-robed figure with an aura as unfathomable as an abyss slowly appeared.

He could no longer sit still. These were all Peak generals of the Ancient Demon Court who had been frozen in slumber using secret methods and massive amounts of Origin Spiritual Liquid back then.

They were the Demon Court's trump card strength and the reliance that allowed them to sweep through the Southern Region with few troops!

Now that they were being slaughtered by Old Huang like this, it was equivalent to digging up the Foundation of the Ancient Demon Court!

The moment he stood up, the originally restrained Demonic Qi around him erupted!

Terrifying Demonic Qi, equally vast and carrying the vicissitudes of time, began to flow, standing as an equal against Old Huang's vigorous blood qi.

"Boom—!!!"

Two terrifying Quasi-Emperor level auras, like two vast and boundless seas of Law, collided violently high in the sky!

There was no physical contact, only a clash of auras!

"Buzz—!"

The Void Realm let out an overburdened wail. With the two Quasi-Emperors as the center, the space within a million-mile radius was like the surface of water into which a stone had been thrown, rippling with visible, all-distorting massive waves!

Light bent and shattered within the ripples; the world flickered between light and dark, as if it might be completely annihilated at any moment!

On the battlefield below, whether it was the Ancient Yao army of the Ancient Demon Court or the remnants of the present-day Yao Race, all living beings were suffocated at this moment!

Yao soldiers and generals below the Saint Realm were like they were being crushed by invisible mountains, collapsing to the ground in swaths, their bones creaking, unable to even lift their heads!

Even Great Saint-level experts felt their Divine Souls were about to tear apart, and the circulation of demonic power in their bodies became sluggish. They had to push their Cultivation Techniques to the limit just to barely stand firm in this terrifying storm of pressure!

Yuan Tiangang gave a muffled groan, his ten-thousand-zhang Demon Ape Dharma Idol fluctuating violently.

The pressure he felt far exceeded others because the collision point of those two auras seemed to hang right above his head!

He gritted his teeth hard, his eyes filled with horror and unwillingness. Was this the might of a Quasi-Emperor?

A mere clash of auras possessed the power to destroy heaven and earth!

The entire tragic battlefield actually fell into a strange, hair-raising stillness because of these two confronting Quasi-Emperor auras!

The slaughter stopped, the shouting vanished, leaving only the low rumbling of rampaging energy and the heavy, fearful breathing of countless living beings.

This was a Quasi-Emperor!

With a single word, they could decide the suffering of millions of miles of mountains and rivers; with a single thought, they could determine the rise and fall of a race!

Swish! Swish! Swish!

At this time, several streaks of light quietly passed through the chaotic Void Realm and landed on a relatively intact cliff at the edge of the battlefield.

As the light dissipated, it was indeed Xiao Ruobai, Fang Hanyu, Ling Xi, Wang Xiaopang, and the anxious Mo Yu.