407: Chapter 407 Allied Forces' General Offensive! Want to touch my Xu family? Ask my wives first!

Early the next morning.

The sky of the Myriad Realms Battlefield was shrouded in a thick layer of blood-colored tribulation clouds.

Outside the Xu Family's main camp, the originally vast and desolate plains were now completely filled with dense banners and battle Formations.

The allied forces of the God and Nether Races had come out in full force this time.

They were no longer exploratory cannon fodder or scattered commanders. Standing at the forefront of the army were thousands of Saint Realm Prodigies and hundreds of Saint King Elders who radiated terrifying fluctuations.

And on the central army throne of that million-strong army...

Two figures as towering as mountains sat side by side.

On the left was the God Lord, surrounded by nine layers of Holy Light halos and holding a golden divine staff that radiated extreme Imperial Might. On the right was the Nether Emperor, hidden within a mass of roiling nether Death Qi, with only a pair of crimson eyes revealing a Soul-freezing coldness.

These two veteran Great Emperors, who stood at the pinnacle of the Myriad Realms Battlefield, finally couldn't hold back and entered the fray personally.

"With that old scoundrel Xu Changsheng gone, a mere brat from an Imperial Clan dares to be so arrogant in the Myriad Realms Battlefield."

The God Lord's voice was like rolling thunder, mixed with the pressure of a Great Emperor, as it slammed violently against the defense Formation of the Xu Family camp.

The Formation's light screen flickered violently a few times, letting out a tooth-gritting grinding sound.

"Today, we shall use the blood of these tens of thousands of Xu Family soldiers to wash away the disgrace of our allied forces!" The Nether Emperor's hoarse voice followed, sounding like a death warrant from the Grim Reaper.

Following the pronouncement of the two Great Emperors...

The God-Nether allied forces erupted with earth-shaking battle cries. Countless destructive Law Divine Abilities poured down onto the Xu Family camp like a violent storm.

At this critical moment...

"Boom—!"

The heavy white jade gates of the Xu Family camp slowly opened to both sides.

Walking out to meet the allied forces' world-destroying torrent of Divine Abilities were several graceful and peerless figures.

Su Qingge, dressed in an elegant palace gown, walked in the very center. She held no weapons, yet her steps were composed; her gentle and dignified Aura appeared exceptionally ethereal against the backdrop of the sky-filling killing intent.

To her left, Luo Hongyi wore a fiery red dress, with Devilish Qi roiling around her, and her narrow fox-like eyes were filled with bloodthirsty excitement.

To her right, Nangong Waner held an ancient longsword, Sword Intent flowing in her cold eyes; she seemed to have transformed into a peerless divine blade about to be unsheathed.

Bai Ningbing was surrounded by a bone-chilling polar storm; the broken sword in Lin Qingxue's hand radiated a brilliant divine glow; behind Ji Qingyun appeared the sky-blotting phantom of the Demon Emperor's Azure Lotus; Tuoba You clenched her small fists, the sound of her bones cracking clearly audible even amidst the earth-shaking battle cries.

On the flanks of the team, Long Aoxue and Feng Jiuyou, who had just shone brilliantly on the side battlefield yesterday, had already manifested massive phantoms of a Divine Dragon and a Divine Phoenix, roaring at the sky.

Even the mother and daughter, Ye Jiayin and Ye Wushuang, who had just been taken into Xu Chen's harem a few days ago, had put on sleek black form-fitting armor, following at the very rear of the group on the left and right. Those two extremely pure Ancient Demonic Path Origins made one's skin crawl.

Every single one was a peerless beauty.

Every single one possessed the pressure of the Great Saint Realm!

This group of wives, who were usually coquettish, tsundere, or submissive in front of Xu Chen, now lined up on the battlefield. Their combined terrifying Aura actually managed to forcefully hold back the God-Nether allied forces' mountain-toppling torrent of Divine Abilities in mid-air!

Sword Qi, exotic fire, demonic light, polar Laws...

Over a dozen distinct Dao Origins, all of which had reached the Great Saint Realm level, intertwined in front of the Xu Family's Formation to create a magnificent yet deadly barrier.

The hundreds of Saint Realm Prodigies at the forefront of the allied forces didn't even have time to set up a defensive Formation before they were instantly shredded into blood mist by this oncoming terrifying power.

The million-strong allied forces, whose momentum had been like a rainbow, were forced to a halt by this group of women.

The air of the entire Myriad Realms Battlefield seemed to freeze at this moment.

The Holy Lords of various races spying from the shadows watched the images transmitted back by the Formation's light screen, their jaws nearly dropping to the ground in shock.

"That... is that Supreme Sword Intent? And the mystic ice Law of the Far North Ice Palace?"

"Damn it! Isn't that the Demon Venerable of the Ancient Demon Race who was just declared wiped out? How did she become part of the Xu Family camp, and her Aura is even more terrifying than before?!"

"Crazy! It's all crazy! Over a dozen Great Saint Realm confidantes?"

Shock and bitterness spread wildly through the hearts of the experts of the myriad races.

And on the central army throne of the allied forces' camp...

The God Lord and Nether Emperor looked at the Great Saint Realm harem group lined up below, and their eyelids couldn't help but twitch violently.

Even these two old fogies who had lived for countless ages had never seen such a ridiculous lineup.

A dozen or so Great Saint Realm experts would be enough to serve as the foundation to anchor the Luck of any super orthodoxy. Yet, in the hands of This Young Master of the Xu Family, they were actually just confidantes acting as guards?

"A bunch of death-seeking witches! Since you insist on blocking the way, then we'll send you on your way first!"

The God Lord laughed out of extreme anger, his golden divine staff slamming down onto the throne.

An Imperial Might more than ten times stronger than before transformed into a golden Ancient God of War Avatar, crossing over the allied forces' camp and pressing down directly towards Su Qingge and the others.

Just at the moment that God of War avatar was about to descend...

From deep within the main hall of the Xu Family camp, a casual cold snort was heard.

"Buzz—!"

Above the camp's white jade gate, ripples like water appeared in the Void Realm.

Xu Chen, wearing loose moon-white silk robes with his hands behind his back, stepped out from the Void Realm in a slow and unhurried manner.

He didn't release any world-shaking Divine Abilities.

He simply raised his right hand and gave a gentle press toward the descending God of War avatar from a distance.

"Crack."

That golden avatar, which contained the power of a Great Emperor's strike, became covered in dense cracks in mid-air like fragile glass. Then, under the horrified gazes of the million-strong allied forces, it exploded into a sky full of golden light spots.

Xu Chen landed at the very front of the harem group, standing before Su Qingge.

Having absorbed the foundation of the Demon Race mother and daughter, Xu Chen's cultivation had now steadily settled at an extremely mysterious Realm.

Peak Great Saint Realm, with only a final thin layer of paper separating him from that supreme Great Emperor barrier.

He didn't look at the two ashen-faced Great Emperors on the thrones; instead, he turned his head, his gentle gaze sweeping over the faces of his wives behind him one by one.

Seeing them all high-spirited and ready to risk their lives for him, the smile at the corner of Xu Chen's mouth could not be hidden.

"Alright, you've had your moment in the spotlight; now all of you, step back."

Xu Chen smiled and waved his hand, his tone carrying an unquestionable dominance.

"There's no reason to let one's own women stand at the front while the man hides behind and watches the show."

Luo Hongyi curled her lips somewhat unwillingly: "Husband, we just broke through to the Great Saint Realm and were looking forward to practicing on these Saint Kings. Don't always hog all the spotlight for yourself."

"Exactly, my broken sword hasn't drunk enough blood yet," Lin Qingxue chimed in softly.

Xu Chen rubbed his brow helplessly and flicked the smooth forehead of Luo Hongyi, who was closest to him.

"Stop it. This million-strong army, plus those two Old things, isn't something you can handle right now."

Xu Chen turned around, the gentleness and smile on his face vanishing in an instant.

His deep eyes looked directly at the God Lord and Nether Emperor on their thrones, his Peak Great Saint Realm Aura no longer hidden, like a True Dragon that had slept for ten million years finally awakening.

"You want to touch the people of my Xu Family?"

Xu Chen slowly drew that ancient zhu xian sword embryo, its edge pointing diagonally at the sky.

"First ask the sword in This Young Master's hand if it agrees."