An emperor in his later years is summoned by his sister to save the nation's fate.

Li Qingyue's eyes were sharp, accurately locking onto the faint point where the blue and white of the fire lotus in Xiao Fan's palm met.

"go!"

As she pointed her finger, the illusory moon transformed into an extremely cold light, piercing precisely into the node of the fire lotus.

"What?" Xiao Fan's expression changed drastically.

"Boom—!"

The two extreme forces of hot and cold clashed violently inside the fire lotus.

The perfect fusion collapsed instantly, and the entire Buddha's Fury Lotus went completely out of control, exploding directly in Xiao Fan's hands!

"ah--!"

Xiao Fan let out a heart-wrenching scream. His proud Ancient Sacred Body was mangled and bloodied by the close-range explosion of the Buddha's Wrath Lotus, and a large area of ​​his chest bones were broken.

Like a kite with a broken string, he coughed up mouthfuls of blood and was blasted away, crashing into a stone pillar in the training ground.

If it weren't for his strong foundation, he would have been reduced to ashes by now!

However, the strange phenomenon of the rising moon over the sea did not dissipate. The moon continued its relentless advance, carrying a deadly chill, and continued to crush the heavily injured Xiao Fan!

"Master! Save me!"

Xiao Fan was terrified and called out to the old medicine master in the ring in his heart.

With the soul power of the quasi-emperor level, Yao Lao could easily block this attack if he possessed the body.

However, the ring was deathly silent. At this moment, Yao Lao was huddled in a corner of the ring's space, his illusory soul trembling like a sieve, not daring to respond in the slightest.

Just now, he keenly sensed a fluctuation of divine consciousness invading Li Qingyue's sea of ​​consciousness.

This power completely surpasses that of a quasi-emperor, and even transcends all paths; it is a divine sense pressure that only a true emperor can possess.

Moreover, it seemed that this divine sense deliberately leaked a trace of its aura to let him notice it, as if it were a warning.

"The Great Emperor...is a current Great Emperor secretly interfering in this battle?"

The old doctor was terrified. He was just a remnant soul. Even if he were at his peak, he would be nothing more than a slightly larger ant in front of the Great Emperor, let alone possess a body!

Running out to save people at a time like this? They're asking for trouble, aren't they?!

Yao Lao decisively severed all mental connections with Xiao Fan, retreated to the deepest part of the ring, and pretended to be dead.

"Boom—!"

Just as that extremely cold, illusory moon was about to completely crush Xiao Fan!

An overwhelmingly powerful quasi-emperor aura descended from the sky.

A colossal hand formed from golden magical power forcefully tore through the spatial barrier of the martial arts arena and seized the bright moon.

"Bang!"

The illusory image of the bright moon was crushed and turned into ice shards scattered across the sky.

The one who made the move was none other than Xiao Zhantian, the patriarch of the Xiao family and a quasi-emperor.

He grabbed the critically injured and dying Xiao Fan and quickly fed him a life-saving pill.

After doing all this, he raised his head, and a hint of surprise and anger flashed across his dignified face.

He never expected that Xiao Fan, on whom he had placed high hopes and who was about to cross a major realm and achieve a comeback, would be caught off guard by Li Qingyue at the most crucial moment, and thus fail to achieve his goal!

"Something's not right..." Xiao Zhantian frowned, a shadow of malice flashing in his eyes: "That little girl is only at the Feather Transformation Realm, how could she possibly see through the flaw in fusing with the strange fire? There must be a master secretly guiding her behind the scenes!"

Thinking of this, Xiao Zhantian took a step forward, hovering in mid-air, looking down at the people of the Primordial Holy Land, and launched his attack from the moral high ground.

"What a magnificent primordial holy land!"

Xiao Zhantian sneered repeatedly, his voice booming like thunder: "I thought this was a fair duel between juniors, but I never expected that an older generation expert would interfere in the shadows! Is this the usual way of doing things in your Primordial Holy Land?"

"Today, your Primordial Holy Land must give the Xiao family an explanation!"

As soon as the words fell, the Purple Mansion Quasi-Emperor and the Heavenly Pivot Quasi-Emperor also took to the air in perfect unison.

The oppressive aura of the three quasi-emperors spread out without reservation, causing the protective array of the Primordial Holy Land to shake violently, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

"Gu Qingcheng, stop hiding! Come out and give us an explanation right now!" The Purple Mansion Quasi-Emperor shouted sternly, facing the overwhelming pressure from the three Quasi-Emperors.

Inside the Primordial Holy Land, everyone wore expressions of despair. Just then...

Deep within the forbidden area of ​​the Primordial Holy Land's back mountain, an aged, unsteady figure slowly emerged from the air.

The newcomer wore a plain-colored long dress, and her full head of white hair swayed in the wind like withered grass.

Her face was extremely aged, covered with the wrinkles of time and death, but if you looked closely, you could still vaguely see that this body must have been a peerless beauty in her youth.

Even the most stunning beauty cannot withstand the relentless erosion of time.

"Master!" Li Qingyue's eyes instantly reddened when she saw the person who came.

"Ancestor!" Ji Kongnie and many elders and disciples knelt down.

Seeing the ancestor appear, the people of the Primordial Holy Land seemed to have grasped at the last straw.

But when they saw Gu Qingcheng's current state of exhaustion and despair, a deep sense of sorrow and despair welled up in their hearts.

When Xiao Zhantian and his two companions in mid-air saw Gu Qingcheng with half of her body already buried, they exchanged a glance and were immediately relieved.

"Gu Qingcheng, it really was you, you crazy woman, who was secretly causing trouble and interfering with the juniors' duel!" Xiao Zhantian pressed aggressively, directly accusing her of the despicable act.

Whether Gu Qingcheng intervened in this battle or not is no longer important to them.

All they want is an excuse to launch a full-scale attack and divide up the primordial holy land!

Deep within the starry sky, Lu Li sat upright in the imperial carriage, quietly observing Gu Qingcheng's current appearance through the light screen.

His double pupils lowered slightly, and he let out a barely audible sigh.

Back then, on the road to the capital, he was a peerless genius, dressed in white, with sword energy as cold as frost, looking down on all others. In the end, he has been eroded by time and turned into this.

The path to immortality is too arduous. Standing beside him, Shen Miaoyin was already in tears, sobbing uncontrollably, "Master..."

Above the Primordial Holy Land, even when facing the attacks of three quasi-emperors at the peak of their vitality, Gu Qingcheng's cloudy eyes still showed no fear whatsoever.

She tried her best to straighten her hunched back, and the pride and aloofness that were etched into her bones never faded away.

"Explain?"

Gu Qingcheng's voice was hoarse, yet it carried a resolute intent to die: "Why should the Primordial Holy Land need to explain its actions to you? You three old ghosts, if you want to touch the Primordial Holy Land, you'll have to get past me first!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the last remaining trace of life essence within Gu Qingcheng's body began to burn wildly!

She was determined to disregard everything, to reach the pinnacle of her power, and to forcefully unleash the quasi-emperor level of her peak strength at the cost of her life, dragging these three down with her!