481: Go try their quality

As soon as he landed, Xiao Ruobai's gaze bypassed the chaotic battle formation and the heart-palpitating pressure of the Quasi-Emperor, looking towards the brutal battlefield.

His eyes then swept past a phantom image of a demonic ape, the former Southern Region Demon Emperor, pausing briefly.

The Demon Emperor at this moment was drenched in blood, brilliant golden imperial demon blood constantly dripping, his fur matted and tangled. The heaven-propping giant staff in his hand was covered in spiderweb-like cracks.

His ten-thousand-zhang dharma form was even more dim and flickering, having long lost any trace of the arrogant, domineering aura he once possessed outside the Great Emperors Tomb, when he descended in the Nine-Jiao War Chariot, holding the demon emperor bell and viewing all living beings as mere weeds.

Back then, this Demon Emperor had exerted his pressure to force Mo Yu to return to the Southern Region.

Now, seeing him forced into such a wretched, desperate situation by the Ancient Demon Court, his pride almost shattered, Xiao Ruobai felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction deep within, a feeling that Karma had come full circle, and retribution was just.

Meanwhile, Mo Yu, having just steadied his footing, didn't even have time to feel the terrifying Quasi-Emperor pressure.

His crimson-gold pupils were already like the most anxious searchlights, frantically scanning every corner of the battlefield!

From the wounded soldiers groaning and struggling on the scorched earth, to the temporary shelters behind the collapsed defensive lines, to the deep trenches piled with corpses...

His nostrils flared rapidly, trying to catch that familiar, unique Bloodline aura belonging to the Qilin clan from the thick, suffocating scent of blood and char!

Yet, nothing! There was nothing!

"Master!"

Mo Yu's voice trembled slightly due to extreme worry and fear.

"Nothing! I don't see any of our clansmen! I can't sense their aura either!"

His gaze finally fixed dead on the direction where the left flank's defenses had completely collapsed. That area was originally the ancestral land region where the Qilin clan had lived for generations, protected by ancient verdant trees!

Now, what met his eyes was only a stretch of scorched earth still burning!

Those iconic, towering verdant ancient trees had long turned to charcoal, not even a trace of the familiar, warm Bloodline fluctuation remained!

An ominous premonition, like an icy venomous snake, instantly coiled tightly around Mo Yu's heart!

Sensing Mo Yu's near-uncontrollable anxiety, Xiao Ruobai said gravely:

"Calm down! The battlefield is chaotic, auras are blocked. It's not necessarily bad news. The urgent task now is to stabilize the defensive line."

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a strange, soothing power, forcing the agitated Mo Yu to calm down a bit.

"Old bastard, enough talk, take my hoof!"

On the other side, Old Huang, his eyes wide with anger, couldn't be bothered with words. His hundred-zhang true form reared up on its hind legs.

A giant hoof, like a collapsing celestial pillar, stamped down towards the Gold-Robed Quasi-Emperor's head!

"How dare you!"

A cold light surged in the Gold-Robed Quasi-Emperor's eyes. The other party actually dared to attack first!

Demonic Qi boiled around him as he struck out with a palm. The palm print instantly transformed into a sky-shrouding, earth-covering dark golden giant claw, its tips tearing through the Void Realm as it fiercely met the attack!

"BOOM——!!!"

Before the hoof and claw truly made contact, their two Law Domains were already wildly entangled and clashing, erupting with destructive energy turbulence!

The mountains and rivers for ten thousand li below trembled violently, as if about to sink into the sea at any moment!

The Gold-Robed Quasi-Emperor's expression changed slightly. This reckless ox's brute force far exceeded his estimation. If they fought here with full power, this territory would likely be destroyed, and the army below would suffer.

"Brute ox! Dare to fight beyond the heavens?!"

The Gold-Robed Quasi-Emperor shouted sharply, his form transforming into a streak of golden light that shot skyward, instantly breaking through the world's barrier and disappearing into the cold, dead Chaos Universe.

"Afraid of you?! Just right to dismantle your old bones!"

Old Huang roared with laughter, his four hooves shattering the Void Realm as he transformed into a violent azure light, closely pursuing!

The two Quasi-Emperors vanished into the sky in an instant.

Almost the moment they left——

"BOOM!!!!!!!!"

A sound as if of world creation came from beyond the Nine Heavens!

All existences above the Saint Realm clearly felt the terrifying power contained within the collision above!

Immediately after, a muffled grunt faintly echoed, carrying a trace of shock and anger!

It seemed the Gold-Robed Quasi-Emperor had suffered a slight setback in the first direct clash!

The battle between Quasi-Emperors had erupted beyond the heavens!

And on the ground, the departure of the two Quasi-Emperors also took away the suffocating pressure.

After a brief dead silence, the flames of war reignited with even greater ferocity!

"Kill! Take advantage now, trample them flat!"

The Bone-Armored Great Sage of the Ancient Demon Court was the first to react, roaring as he swung his giant axe, leading the ancient demon army in a more frenzied assault.

"My sons! Hold the line!"

The Demon Emperor suppressed his injuries, brandishing his giant staff as he desperately met the enemy.

Old Huang's arrival and the commotion from beyond the heavens gave him a glimmer of hope.

The battlefield instantly descended into an even more brutal meat grinder!

On the cliff, Xiao Ruobai withdrew his gaze from beyond the heavens and made a decisive decision.

"The defensive line here is temporarily stable. Mo Yu is concerned about his clansmen. Let's first go to the left flank, the Qilin Ancestral Land, to check the situation."

"Yes!" Mo Yu was already burning with anxiety.

Xiao Ruobai moved first, heading directly towards the left flank, the direction of the Qilin Ancestral Land that had become scorched earth.

Fang Hanyu, Ling Xi, and Wang Xiaopang followed closely behind.

Mo Yu let out a low roar, transforming into a crimson-gold streak of light, keeping close to Xiao Ruobai's side, his scarlet pupils fixed dead ahead.

Any ancient demons they encountered attacking them along the way were directly and easily dispatched by the group.

This small team, with an unstoppable momentum, forcibly plowed a path through the chaotic battlefield, rapidly advancing deep into the left flank.

Their movements, especially this effortless, crushing efficiency in clearing the way, immediately drew the attention of both sides in the conflict.

"That's actually Qilin Son Mo Yu, and Battle Asura and the others?"

Someone from the Current Era Demon Clan recognized them and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"They actually came?"

Even the Demon Emperor, locked in bitter combat, was drawn by the commotion here and couldn't help but sweep his gaze over.

"Hmm?"

Above the battlefield, the Ancient Imperial Prince, who had been surrounded by several powerful Prodigies and had been indifferently overlooking the battle situation, finally turned his golden pupils, landing them on Xiao Ruobai and his group.

For the first time, a trace of barely perceptible surprise flashed in his gaze.

"These people aren't from the Yao Race. Their auras are pure and powerful. What is their origin?"

He murmured to himself, carrying a hint of inquiry.

On such a brutal battlefield, the sudden appearance of several Human Race Cultivators with such composed demeanor and formidable strength, penetrating deep into the heartland with clear purpose, was difficult not to notice.

Behind him, several Prodigies of the Ancient Demon Court, with astonishing auras and varying genders, also noticed this scene.

Among them, a woman draped in seven-colored feathered robes, with breathtaking beauty but a cold, sharp gaze, let out a soft sound of surprise.

"Your Highness, those people have incredibly solid Foundations! Their auras are condensed, giving me a feeling of being unable to see through them."

Another robust young man, ten feet tall and covered in dark golden scales, grinned, revealing sharp white teeth.

"Who cares about their origins? Since they dare to interfere, they are enemies! Your Highness, allow your subordinate to meet them, and present their heads to you!"

The Ancient Imperial Prince's gaze lingered on Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu for a moment, a flash of interest appearing in his eyes.

On such a brutal battlefield, the sudden appearance of several Human Race Prodigies with such profound Foundations and extraordinary demeanor was indeed peculiar.

"Very well."

The Ancient Imperial Prince spoke indifferently, "Lingyue, Qingjiao, you two go test their mettle."

"As you command!"

The seven-colored feathered robe woman and the scaled youth bowed simultaneously, a gleam of battle-lust flashing in their eyes.

The two figures flickered, transforming into two streaks of light, like two sharp blades piercing through the chaotic battlefield, heading straight to intercept Xiao Ruobai's group on their forward path!