177: Chapter 177 One Man Stands Guard, Emperor Battles Three Heroes!

However, facing this storm, Qin Huangtian remained as calm and indifferent as ever.

He didn't even knit his brows.

He simply watched the three imperial shadows descend upon the world, tearing through the Void Realm, and took a step forward without a hint of fear.

Just one step.

The world-ending pressure weighing down on the Zhentian Army vanished into thin air.

Qin Huangtian extended his right hand and lightly beckoned with his finger toward the three horrified Great Emperors of the Lin Clan.

It was a gesture that was both highly provocative and filled with boundless dominance.

"Coming one by one is too slow."

"All three of you, come at once!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the three Lin Clan Great Emperors instantly turned the color of pig liver!

Who were they?

They were the Ancient Ancestors of the Primordial Lin Clan!

They were Great Emperors!

They were supreme existences who looked down upon the ages and dominated the rise and fall of billions of living beings!

When had they ever suffered such a humiliating disgrace?

To be so contemptuously provoked by someone from the Lower Realm?

"Brat! You seek death!"

"Today, we shall let you know what it means for Emperors Might to be like a prison!"

"Kill!"

The three Great Emperors went completely berserk, no longer holding anything back.

They transformed into three streaks of light, tearing through the Nine Heavens and charging into the endless Chaos beyond the realms.

An Emperor Battle could not be conducted within a realm.

Otherwise, the mere aftershocks would be enough to shatter a Great World into pieces.

"Hmph."

Qin Huangtian gave a cold snort and likewise took a step forward, his figure instantly vanishing from the spot as he pursued them into that patch of Chaos.

Rumble!

The next moment!

Within the endless Chaos above the Nine Heavens, an unprecedented and world-shaking battle erupted!

Despite being separated by vast distances of time and space, the terrifying aftershocks of the battle...

...still penetrated the world barriers and manifested before everyone's eyes.

Chaotic currents surged like world-ending millstones.

Countless stars turned into the dust of the Universe amidst the collisions.

Chains of Order, as thick as mountain ranges, lashed wildly in the Void Realm, reducing vast areas of space to nothingness.

The three towering imperial shadows of the Lin Clan activated their respective Natal Emperor Weapons.

They evolved all sorts of world-destroying supreme Divine Abilities, besieging that incomparably dominant figure.

However, Qin Huangtian's stature was even more majestic and composed than theirs.

He didn't even summon any Magic Treasures.

With just his bare hands, every punch and palm strike contained the world-splitting power of creation.

His fists seemed capable of punching through three thousand worlds.

His palms seemed capable of covering the Nine Serenity Yellow Springs.

No matter how frantically the three Great Emperors attacked, or how brilliant their various Imperial Dao Laws were...

...Qin Huangtian always maintained the upper hand with ease.

With his own strength alone, in the Chaos beyond the heavens...

...he firmly suppressed three Lin Clan Great Emperors of the same level!

This scene caused the brains of everyone watching below to completely stall.

Insane!

This world has gone completely insane!

Those are three Great Emperors!

Not three heads of cabbage!

To actually be pinned down and ground into the Chaos by someone as if they were being disciplined like children?

Just what kind of monster is this Patriarch of the Qin Family?

To what terrifying level has his cultivation actually reached?

Just as everyone was immersed in the endless shock of this battle of gods...

...a cold, indifferent voice, like a decree from the God of Death, spread throughout the entire Zhentian Army fleet.

It was Qin Yu.

After Qin Huangtian tied down all the high-end combat power, he finally issued an order once again.

"The Lin Clan Ancestors have someone to play with now."

He stood at the head of the imperial chariot, looking down at the patch of Lin Clan ancestral land that had already been battered.

A bloodthirsty curve hooked at the corner of his mouth.

"Zhentian Army, hear my command."

"Level the Lin Clan ancestral land; leave not even a chicken or a dog alive!"

Qin Yu's cold and bloodthirsty command echoed over the silent battlefield like a divine oracle from the Nine Heavens.

"We obey the Divine Son's command!"

"Level the Lin Clan; leave not even a chicken or a dog alive!"

After a brief silence came a fanatical response like a mountain tsunami.

The engines of tens of thousands of golden warships let out a deafening roar at the same time.

Brilliant golden divine light soared into the sky.

It reflected the entire sky, which had been blackened by Devilish Qi, back into a chilling daylight.

"Kill!"

Li Yuan drew the sword at his waist and pointed it toward the Lin Clan ancestral land below, where palaces stretched on and Spiritual Qi was dense.

He issued the simplest and coldest instruction.

Rumble!

A golden torrent began to pour down.

The iron legion composed of tens of thousands of warships was like a rain of meteors falling from the firmament.

With the determination to incinerate everything, they launched the most violent assault toward that land that symbolized primordial glory.

Having lost the protection of their Great Emperors and having nearly a hundred thousand elites wiped out by a casual palm strike from Qin Huangtian...

...the current Lin Clan ancestral land was like a paper tiger that had all its fangs and claws pulled out.

Only final despair and wailing remained.

"No!"

"The Clan-Protecting Formation! Quickly, activate the Clan-Protecting Formation!"

Countless Lin Clan members screamed hysterically as they watched the apocalyptic scene descending from the sky.

Buzz!

Thick pillars of light shot into the sky from the mountains and rivers all over the ancestral land.

They intertwined in mid-air, attempting to construct a massive defensive barrier covering the entire territory.

This was their Lin Clan's protection Formation, passed down through countless eons, which had once resisted the forceful attacks of Quasi-Emperors.

It was the final hope in their hearts.

However, this light of hope only shone for less than three breaths of time.

"Hmph, a mere grain of light dares to compete with the radiance of Haoyue?"

Li Yuan watched the newly formed barrier and let out a disdainful snort.

He formed hand seals and shouted sternly.

"Zhentian Army, hear my command: form the Zhou Heaven Starry Array and break it for me!"

Buzz!

At the bows of tens of thousands of golden warships, profound and complex Formation runes lit up simultaneously.

These runes connected with each other, outlining a vast ancient star map.

The next moment.

Tens of thousands of golden divine lights, condensed to the extreme, shot out from various nodes of the star map.

They converged in mid-air into a terrifying pillar of light that pierced through heaven and earth.

There was no testing.

There was no stalemate.

There was only the purest, most unreasonable brute-force breaking!

Boom!!!

The golden pillar of light collided violently with the newly risen protection barrier.

Crack!

A crisp sound, like the shattering of colored glass, echoed through heaven and earth.

That Clan-Protecting Formation, which countless Lin Clan members had pinned their hopes on...

...couldn't even hold for a single instant before it violently exploded, turning into a sky full of flying light rain.

"It's over..."

"The Formation is broken... we're finished!"

Countless Lin Clan members watched the shattering light rain, the blood instantly draining from their faces, leaving only the ashen despair of death.

The golden torrent drove straight in.

The symphony of destruction officially began.

The once immortal-mist-shrouded jade towers and pavilions, under the merciless iron weapons...

...turned into clouds of black mushroom smoke rising into the sky.

The beautiful mountains and rivers, where waterfalls once flew and Spirit Beasts once roamed, were crudely leveled to the ground.

The warships of the Zhentian Army descended upon every inch of the ancestral land.

The efficient war machine began to operate.

"First Squad, clear all resistance!"

"Second Squad, seal the treasury! All records, Medicinal Pills, and Magic Treasures—leave nothing behind, pack it all up!"

"Third Squad, head to the Spirit Medicine garden and uproot all Spirit Medicines over ten thousand years old!

For those under ten thousand years, directly extract their medicinal essence!"

"Fourth Squad, search for Spiritual Vein mineral deposits! Use the Shifting Formation to drain and take away the entire Immortal Gold Divine Mine for me!"

Li Yuan's voice was calm and clear as orders were issued with precision.