213: Yanfeng takes action

“Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!”

Several figures bled in the Void Realm, and the Saint Monarchs on both sides were forced back.

Those at the Late Stage of Saint Monarch were somewhat better, but those at the Early and Middle Stage of Saint Monarch were severely injured and spat blood.

On the Emperor Sect's side, although Gu Xingkui had a Quasi-Emperor Weapon, he also sustained some injuries, but he was much better off than his opponents.

“Kill!”

Neither side stopped, and they fought again. This battle was a matter of life and death; if they lost, no one could remain uninvolved.

“The situation is somewhat unfavorable. Although Gu Batian and his group have Quasi-Emperor Weapons, they have too few people!”

Xu Duoduo watched this scene from above the ancient city, frowning involuntarily.

Although Gu Batian and his group fought one against three, or even one against four, the numerical disparity was too great.

Especially Gu Batian and Yin Ji were held back, both facing the encirclement of three people.

Gu Xingkui, an Early Stage Saint Monarch, was particularly besieged by four Saint Monarch powerhouses. Although it looked like they were evenly matched, given enough time, he would surely lose.

After all, although a Quasi-Emperor Weapon could boost combat power, without reaching that Realm, its full power could not be unleashed.

The situation below was also not optimistic. The Emperor Sect's Disciples were fine, but the affiliated forces had uneven strength. Even with the protection of battle Formations, the enemy's numbers were too great.

“There are at least four Quasi-Emperors in the surrounding Void Realm, the strongest of whom is only a Two-Step Quasi-Emperor!”

A Hui reminded him.

“That’s not a problem!”

Xu Duoduo didn't care, watching the battle below. He decided to use the Heavenly Army!

Cannon fodder still had value, so they couldn't suffer too many losses!

With this thought, Xu Duoduo produced a spatial imprint in his hand, grasped it, and crushed it!

A pillar of light shot up from the ancient city!

This scene immediately caught everyone's attention.

Boom boom boom!!!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!

In an instant, war drums thundered and horns blared, their sound shaking the nine heavens and echoing throughout the universe!

Above the ancient city, the sky changed color, and a huge chasm appeared in the heavens.

Immediately after, two giant golden hands reached out, then violently tore apart to both sides, and a massive vortex suddenly appeared.

And the sound of the war drums and horns became even more urgent!

“This is...”

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

Huge pillars of light descended from the sky, landing in mid-air and transforming into Formations of the Heavenly Army, each exuding an ancient Aura, with each Formation comprising ten thousand soldiers.

In an instant, thirty Formations of Heavenly Soldiers and Generals filled the Void Realm, and a terrifying killing Aura swept across the sky.

In front of the great army, a terrifying golden-armored Divine General stood proudly. Behind him was a battle flag fluttering in the wind, with a dark sky and yellow earth, and in the center was a Divine Dragon hidden in the clouds, faintly discernible, with two characters “Efeng” carved upon it.

“Heavens! Thirty-four Saint Monarchs, the weakest of whom are all Great Saints. Which force does this great army belong to?”

“Could the rumors be true, that the Ancient Martial Emperor Sect has a force behind it?”

“Efeng? Have you ever heard of this force?”

The sudden appearance of the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals caused all the powerhouses hidden in the Void Realm to change color. Even the two armies currently fighting were shocked by this extravagant lineup!

“How is this possible?”

In a distant, deep part of the Void Realm, Uncle Ji Lian was shocked. Such a lineup was something even their Ji Lian Family could not produce, as Saint Monarchs were already considered high-end combat power in their Family, so how could they be incorporated into an army?

“Is this the power behind Young Master?”

Wu Xingqiong said, moved.

All the Saint Monarchs in their entire Wuqian Territory combined were only about thirty, but here, thirty-four appeared.

On the other hand, Ming Jue and the others thought of something and their expressions changed. Just as they were about to act, a young man appeared in front of the Heavenly Army.

The young man waved his hand and coldly uttered the word “Kill.”

Thump thump thump!

Three hundred thousand Efeng Heavenly Army took steps, treading through the air. Each step seemed slow, but in the blink of an eye, they charged into the allied army, slaughtering all quarters.

“Everyone! Our reinforcements have arrived! Follow me and kill!”

Gu Xinglai and the other half-step Saint Monarchs commanding the army were overjoyed. They manipulated the golden-armored Divine Generals formed by the battle Formations, following the Efeng Heavenly Army, piercing through one battle Formation after another!

The Saint Monarchs of the other three Holy Lands were also surrounded by a Heavenly General and ten subordinate Generals, cooperating with Gu Batian and his group to gang up on the Saint Monarchs of the three Families.

That Yin Corpse was firmly held back by Wu Xingqiong!

“The three great Holy Lands have lost!”

Seeing the one-sided situation, the powerhouses remained silent for a long time.

“Did we lose an Opportunity?”

In a certain Void Realm, five Saint Monarchs looked at this scene, their expressions varied. One of the old men said somewhat bitterly.

These five were none other than the Saint Monarch Old Ancestors of the two Pavilions and three Families. The old man who spoke was the Ancestor of the Qiao Family.

“Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion never participates in any power disputes. We only do business!”

The Old Ancestor of Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion shook his head, then left the place.

“Truly unique!”

A charming chuckle sounded. The speaker was a beautiful palace-dressed woman, full of charm.

This beautiful woman was the Pavilion Master of Snow Moon Pavilion, one of the two Pavilions. Like Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion, Snow Moon Pavilion also did not participate in disputes; they only did business, and their business was in places of romance.

However, compared to ordinary vulgar places, they specialized in cultivating women, and Snow Moon Pavilion's Dual Cultivation method was very famous in the eastern part of the Tianwu Imperial Domain.

In addition, Snow Moon Pavilion was very good at handling affairs, so they had connections with many forces. Even if they were not strong, they had connections with some powerful forces in the east.

The Old Ancestors of the three Families looked at each other upon hearing this.

The two Pavilions could be disregarded, but their Families had to consider the Family's future. Who knew if the Ancient Martial Emperor Sect, after unifying the Wuqian Territory, would make things difficult for them?

“Damn it!”

Looking at the already defeated allied army, Uncle Ji Lian's face was very grim. He knew that this time, his Family's plan had failed.

He looked at the battlefield of Wu Luo and his group outside the heavens, feeling a pang of heartache.

This Formation was something he had spent tens of thousands of years to obtain. Besides its powerful defensive and containment abilities, it also had a method of reverse birth.

It was for this method of reverse birth that he had voluntarily taken on this mission. Now, he hadn't gained anything, but instead had lost this Formation.

He only hoped that the person who obtained it would not be able to see through the means he had set up. If so, he might still be able to control it remotely.

“Boom!”

Just as he was about to retreat, a roar sounded from Wu Luo and his group's battlefield.

With a “boom,” a wisp of Emperor's Aura surged from the area covered by that Formation.

“Thump!”

Even just a wisp of Emperor's Aura caused a vibration over a hundred million li radius. At that instant, powerhouses below Saint Monarch knelt involuntarily, completely unable to resist this pressure.

And the Saint Monarchs also felt their bodies sink, an invisible and heavy pressure falling upon them, making them involuntarily bow.

Only the Quasi-Emperor powerhouses, with Emperor Rings erupting behind them, withstood this pressure, but their figures were also exposed.

Among them was Uncle Ji Lian, with three vivid green Emperor Rings behind him, exuding terrifying pressure.

There were a total of six Quasi-Emperors, the highest cultivation among them being him and A Hui. It was hard not to attract attention!

“Uncle Ji Lian!!!”

Several Quasi-Emperors immediately recognized Uncle Ji Lian. He was constantly active in the outside world and had always been responsible for external conquests.

His appearance here this time was clearly not simple.

Uncle Ji Lian also hadn't expected such a thing to happen, and his face was somewhat grim at this moment.

“Rumble!”

Another loud bang, and an even stronger Emperor's Aura than before emanated.

“Crack crack crack!”

The great Formation, which even a Five-Step Quasi-Emperor found difficult to deal with, was thus blasted open.

“Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!”

Three figures, like torn rags, spat blood and were sent flying.

“Old Ancestor!”

Seeing this scene, the Saint Monarchs of the three Families exclaimed, their faces filled with panic.

The morale of the allied army plummeted even further, and some even began to take the Opportunity to flee.

“Hmph!”

A cold snort echoed, and Wu Luo, carrying the Emperor's Aura, slowly stepped out from the smoke. His clothes were somewhat disheveled at this moment, but his Aura was like a rainbow.

“Fellow Daoist Ji Lian, save me!”

Just then, Saint Ming suddenly roared.

Originally, Uncle Ji Lian wanted to sneak away while everyone's attention was on Wu Luo, but he was exposed by Saint Ming's loud shout.

All eyes turned to him!

Damn it!

At this moment, Uncle Ji Lian cursed Saint Ming's ancestors eighteen generations back.