211: Background

Saint Ming and the other two did not pay attention to the Martial Artists kneeling in welcome below them, but instead their gazes pierced through layers of Void Realm, detecting many Auras, including some in the Quasi-Emperor Realm.

Among these people, some naturally harbored ill intentions, but with Uncle Ji Lian present, these individuals could not stir up any trouble!

Then, the three of them locked their gazes on Guan Shen Ancient City, a million miles away!

"Wu Luo, I never expected that you, this old undying fellow, would still have such an opportunity before your death!"

Saint Ming's voice, like a great bell, resounded across thousands of miles of Void Realm, even carrying a hint of envy and jealousy.

"Hahaha! Heaven does not wish for my demise! It's a pity that your hundreds of thousands of years of scheming have been ruined in an instant!"

A hearty voice emerged, and Wu Luo's figure appeared before everyone.

The three golden Emperor rings behind him seemed to connect heaven and earth, and with every step Wu Luo took, he could stir up half of the firmament.

"Enough with the nonsense. Today, it's either you or me!"

Jian Chuan, as the strongest of the three, wasted no words. He stepped into the Void Realm, and a terrifyingly sharp sword shadow formed beneath his feet, instantly sweeping towards Wu Luo, a million miles away.

Boom!

Crack, crack, crack!

The terrifying power, like ripples formed by a pebble falling into water, instantly shattered layers of the Void Realm, and countless spatial fragments scattered in all directions.

In a moment, the sky for a million miles collapsed, plunging into endless darkness.

"Hiss! Is this the power of a Quasi-Emperor? Just a casual strike can make me feel the Aura of death!"

"After more than three million years, a Quasi-Emperor battle has finally reappeared!"

Countless Martial Artists watched the sky above with expressions of shock.

"Hmph!"

"Child's play!"

Wu Luo snorted disdainfully, and his cold snort transformed into an invisible force that instantly annihilated the sword shadow.

"Such probing is unnecessary!" Wu Luo said with cold eyes, "Let this old man see what your trump cards are!"

As his words fell, Wu Luo released the Aura of a three-step Quasi-Emperor, crushing towards Saint Ming and the other two with a powerful and overbearing posture.

Boom!!!

"Damn it!"

Feeling this terrifying Aura, the three's expressions suddenly changed drastically, and their hearts couldn't help but tremble fiercely.

Although they had long known that in the Quasi-Emperor Realm, each step was a new heaven, they never expected the gap between them to be so vast.

Boom!

The three quickly unleashed all their power, barely managing to withstand the extremely overbearing pressure.

Thump, thump, thump!

The three's footsteps continuously retreated. Each step they took on the Void Realm caused the Void Realm to collapse, and the resulting spatial turbulence raged in all directions.

"Damn it!"

"Wu Luo!!!"

"How dare you humiliate us three!"

After stabilizing their steps, the three's faces were somewhat pale, but more than that, they were filled with shame and indignation. When had they ever suffered such a great insult?

"Is it this old man's fault for your inferiority?" Wu Luo sneered, a hint of mockery on his lips.

"You're courting death!"

Saint Ming roared angrily.

Who were they?

Old Ancestor figures of top Holy Lands! The forces behind them had reached a whole new level because of them!

Wherever they went, they were greeted with reverence by all beings. When had they ever suffered such humiliation?

"Attack!"

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Saint Ming's eyes almost spat fire, his facial muscles twisted with rage, and a Formation Flag appeared in his hand!

Jian Chuan and the other two, seeing this, also had furious expressions, their veins bulging on their foreheads. Together with Saint Ming, they stood in a three-talent formation, and a Formation Flag also appeared in their hands.

At the same time, a Formation Plate appeared in Jian Chuan's hand!

"Form the Array!" The three roared in unison, their voices filled with endless anger and unwillingness, as if they wanted to shatter the entire world.

The terrifying power of the Quasi-Emperor Origin, like a thunderbolt from the heavens, surged into the Formation Plate.

The Formation Plate instantly erupted with dazzling light, like a brilliant scorching sun rising, piercing through the clouds, its radiance so intense it seemed to illuminate the entire world.

The Formation Plate, having flown above Wu Luo's head, was like a majestic mountain, radiating endless pressure.

Immediately after, a terrifying celestial pillar descended from the sky, like a roaring Dragon, carrying mysterious Origin power, surging down tempestuously.

This power carried a special sealing ability. Wherever it passed, the Void Realm was confined, forming an indestructible cage that tightly trapped Wu Luo within it.

"Heaven, Earth, Man, Fall!"

Saint Ming and the other two shouted in unison, their voices resounding like thunder through the clouds, and then transformed into three streaks of light, standing in the three-talent formation of heaven, earth, and and man.

As the Formation Flags were unleashed, the Formation Plate once again sent down three even more powerful beams of light, enveloping the three, causing them to instantly merge with the Formation Plate.

At this moment, winds surged, and the world changed color.

Hundreds of thousands of miles of Void Realm were covered by layers of thick dark clouds, with lightning flashing and thunder rumbling, and fierce winds howling.

A world-destroying Aura emanated from within the great array, like a violent hurricane, sweeping away everything.

Before this terrifying power, Wu Luo was actually suppressed. The mysterious Origin power within the Formation Plate surged towards him like a tide, attempting to tear him apart.

"A bit interesting!"

Although suppressed, Wu Luo was not flustered.

Although this great array was enough to suppress a five-step Quasi-Emperor, Saint Ming and the other two were too weak. As long as he spent some time, he could exhaust the three of them to death.

As for the outside world, with Duo Duo there, he was very relieved.

"Let this old man see the profundities of this great array!"

As his words fell, a pair of gauntlets appeared in his hands. The trace of Emperor might emanating from them caused Saint Ming and the other two to tremble, as if they sensed some terrifying existence.

"Emperor Armament!"

The three simultaneously recognized the Origin of the gauntlets. This was the Emperor Armament used by the Ancient Martial Great Emperor in the past. The Ancient Martial Emperor Sect's ability to survive to this day was largely due to these gauntlets.

Because they were of the same Origin, other three-step Quasi-Emperors could only unleash half a tenth of the gauntlets' power, but the Quasi-Emperors of the Ancient Martial Emperor Sect could unleash one-tenth of its power.

Just one-tenth of its power caused Wu Luo's Aura at this moment to surpass the scope of a three-step Quasi-Emperor, reaching the power of a four-step Quasi-Emperor.

If they were to use it, although they could only unleash a trace of its power, it would still be enough to heavily injure or even reverse the tide against a two-step Quasi-Emperor.

This made the three's eyes burn with both fervor and regret.

Wu Luo saw their gazes, feeling a bit puzzled, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. The most urgent task was to kill the three of them.

At the same time, outside!

Many powerful existences appeared in the distant Void Realm, observing the commotion from afar.

"So this is the method of Saint Ming and the other two, to be able to control Wu Luo!"

"The Ancient Martial Emperor Sect is in danger. The number of strong individuals is far less than the three Holy Lands!"

A strong individual predicted.

"Never underestimate the foundation of an Emperor Sect!"

An old man shook his head and said.

Although terrifying power erupted within the great array, the great array was still intact. Clearly, this was the preparation of Saint Ming and the other two, and Wu Luo had already been trapped within the great array.

"The three Old Ancestors have already controlled the old scoundrel Wu Luo. Everyone, follow me and kill!"

"Everyone, now is the time to make your mark. Charge with me!"

At this moment, above Luo Shen Pass, eight Saint Monarchs rose. The three leaders were all at Saint Monarch Perfection. Under their call, an army of over a billion, like a tide, charged towards Guan Shen Ancient City!

Clearly, this time, the three great Holy Lands had exhausted all their foundations, with each family only leaving one Saint Monarch to guard their home!

"Dong dong dong!"

Above Guan Shen Ancient City, a thousand war drums beat, and killing intent soared into the sky!

"Hmph!"

Wu Xingqiong snorted coldly, and the Aura unique to a Saint Monarch Perfection erupted at this moment. At the same time, a powerful Quasi-Emperor Armament hovered above his head, unleashing terrifying sword light.

"Has Sect Master's cultivation recovered?"

The Disciples of the Ancient Martial Emperor Sect were overjoyed.

"Boom!"

Gu Batian's figure also slowly emerged. He was carrying a silver giant axe, as if he alone was supreme in heaven and earth.

"Boom!"

Another terrifying Aura, no weaker than Wu Xingqiong and the other, appeared. It was Yin Ji himself, and he also held an eighth-grade Quasi-Emperor Armament from the Emperor Sect.

Compared to the three, Gu Xingkui's Aura was much weaker, but holding a ninth-grade Quasi-Emperor Armament, he was enough to suppress a giant at Saint Monarch Late Stage.

And after that, the nineteen Half-step Saint Monarchs belonging to the Emperor Sect all held a Quasi-Emperor Armament. Although they were only seventh-grade Quasi-Emperor Armaments, their power was much stronger than Saint Monarch Armaments!

At this moment, many forces were shocked by the foundation of the Ancient Martial Emperor Sect.

An ordinary top Holy Land would be remarkable to have one Quasi-Emperor Armament, but the Quasi-Emperors of the Ancient Martial Emperor Sect directly displayed twenty-three of them!

"This is the foundation of an Emperor Sect!"

The old man from before said faintly!

And the morale of the Imperial Sect Army was soaring, because although their side had fewer strong individuals, the Aura they erupted instantly suppressed the Aura of the allied army.

"Emperor Sect forces, kill!"