Primordial Corpse Ancestor

The scene was unusually strange. Due to the ancestral phoenix, the phoenix clan hated the dragon clan to the bone, to the point of no return. The qilin clan was more concerned about the ancestral phoenix's orders, while the dragon clan was not. Although the dragon clan did not want to continue such a pointless battle, the ancestral dragon could not let go of his plan.

At this moment, everyone from that clan was exhausted, covered in blood, and looked extremely disheveled.

"roar!"

Suddenly, Zulong roared and charged towards Zulin, intending to kill him completely. At the same time, the dragons behind Zulong and the phoenixes behind Zulin also attacked each other. Zulin was not to be outdone and led the Qilin elders to attack their respective opponents.

Suddenly, phoenixes, dragons, and unicorns rose into the sky, entangled in battle. The flames of the phoenixes and the clouds of the dragons clashed, creating towering clouds that blotted out the sun, and soon a torrential downpour began.

Surprisingly, the rain that fell from the sky was extremely hot, causing the rainwater to evaporate quickly and creating a thick fog over the entire ground.

Only the Ancestral Dragon and the Qilin occupied the highest position on the entire battlefield, as if the battlefield was specially set up for the two of them. At this moment, the Ancestral Dragon was still standing on golden auspicious clouds, with Qilin blood dripping continuously from its body, and a huge azure dragon was wrapped around its body. At this moment, the Ancestral Dragon's several huge dragon claws were constantly grabbing at the Ancestral Dragon's body.

As the Ancestral Dragon continued to claw at the Ancestral Lin, more and more wounds appeared on its body. At this moment, the Ancestral Dragon's body was also being devoured by the Ancestral Lin's gaping maw, leaving shocking wounds. Previously, scales were constantly falling off, but now large chunks of flesh were falling off, making the scene extremely bloody. More and more flesh and blood were turning into pieces of meat on the ground.

"roar!"

Suddenly, Zu Lin roared and, despite being severely injured and having a large chunk of flesh torn off by Zu Long, broke free from Zu Long's gaping maw and extended its long, powerful hind hooves to kick.

Everything happened so suddenly. Zu Long thought he had the upper hand and that Zu Lin would be hesitant to act rashly. But the opposite was true. Zu Lin not only did not back down, but fought back fiercely. Ignoring the danger of being seriously injured, he kicked Zu Long's eyes with both hooves before Zu Long could react.

"roar!"

With a fierce roar, the Ancestral Dragon dodged in time. Although not all of the Ancestral Dragon's hooves were effective, they still had a good effect. The Ancestral Dragon retreated in time, but one of its hind hooves still kicked into one of its eyes, while the other hind hoof hit the Ancestral Dragon's tall nose.

With a roar from the Ancestral Dragon, a large amount of blood mist burst from one of its eyes, and its once towering form collapsed and disappeared, leaving only a scene of profuse blood flow, making the scene even more gruesome.

Zu Lin was also in a bad situation at this time. He had been seriously injured while trying to break free from Zu Long's restraints, and his internal organs were now exposed. It was clear that Zu Lin was at his last gasp.

However, Zu Lin did not back down. After landing a successful attack, he instantly closed in and exposed his Qilin horn. This was a secret technique of the Qilin clan that was generally not used, because once this move was used, it would cause the user to fall into a period of weakness, and it would be difficult to recover for a long time.

In an instant, endless yellow light surged from the earth, flowing towards the Qilin horn released by the ancestral Qilin in the air. A golden sphere that was constantly growing appeared on the Qilin horn, and finally stopped when it became a sphere with a diameter of several feet as the yellowish-brown light continued to increase.

"Bang!"

Then everyone saw that with a loud bang, the whole earth began to tremble continuously, and at the same time, a shockingly huge hole appeared on the ancestral dragon's huge head, as if it had been pierced through by a cylinder with a diameter of more than ten feet.

Shock! Silence!

At this moment, an unprecedented shock occurred on the entire battlefield, and the scene became unusually silent. After a moment, when the ancestral dragon's huge body announced its death and fell heavily to the ground, all the dragons seemed to realize something. For a time, the roars of the dragons continued to erupt throughout the entire battlefield, one after another, without end.

Just as the Qilin and Phoenix clans were about to cheer, they suddenly saw the Ancestral Qilin plummet to the ground from the sky. In an instant, both the Qilin and Dragon clans turned bloodshot and charged at each other, beginning a life-or-death battle.

At this moment, Zu Lin's internal organs had been flung out of his body, and he was extremely weak and on the verge of death. He soon lost consciousness and fell into a coma.

As the battle between the Ancestral Dragon and the Ancestral Lin came to an end, the battle between the Dragon Clan, the Qilin Clan, and the Phoenix Clan descended into chaos. Suddenly, Qilin horns burst forth, dragon pearls exploded, and even the Phoenix Clan began to self-destruct their Yuan Dan. The death rate on the field accelerated rapidly.

"No way, they're dead just like that! Well, you've killed each other, so I won't have to avenge you anymore! Consider it a good deed you did before you died!" Hongjun said to himself, looking at the two fighting each other with a mocking tone, trying to console himself.

"But this Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation is really difficult to deal with! Oh well! By the time they come out, there will only be one left! Even the one that is still alive must be exhausted!" Hongjun turned to look at the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation in the sky and said.

At this moment, the battle within the Zhuxian Sword Formation was gradually approaching a fever pitch. Yang Mei was now able to completely control Luo Hou's whereabouts within the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and Luo Hou was exposed to Zu Lin, leading to a tangled battle between them.

At this moment, Luo Hou also began to perform at an exceptional level, unleashing thousands of sword energies almost instantly. This forced Yang Mei to have no time to worry about anything else and had to repeatedly defend himself, leaving him no time to attack Luo Hou. However, as soon as Luo Hou relaxed his guard, Yang Mei would seize the opportunity to attack him.

For a moment, Luo Hou dared not slacken his efforts, constantly vibrating the Zhuxian Sword Formation and attacking Yang Mei. Yang Mei, on the other hand, was also somewhat flustered, constantly exerting all his strength to create spatial rifts and annihilate the sword energy.

"No, I don't have much mana left! I have to finish this quickly. I can't keep dragging this out with Rahu, or I'll perish sooner or later!" Yangmei was filled with worry as he pondered a solution. If things continued like this, Yangmei would surely die from exhaustion of mana. After all, this was Rahu's main battlefield, and Rahu was not in danger of running out of mana.

"How exactly did Yang Mei determine my location?" Luo Hou was still pondering why Yang Mei could so easily pinpoint his location.

A flawless version after careful inspection!

"Forget it! Let's finish this quickly! Although the odds of winning are higher if we keep dragging this out, the fact that Yang Mei was able to see through my hidden techniques in the Zhuxian Sword Formation in such a short time makes it hard to guarantee that he won't find my weaknesses and take advantage of the situation to attack and kill me. I must finish this quickly to avoid any unforeseen complications!" Luo Hou thought to himself thoughtfully.

Luo Hou continued to tremble the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, unleashing powerful sword energies that relentlessly bombarded Yang Mei. Suddenly, as if making a decision, Luo Hou casually summoned the Immortal Slaughtering Sword into his hand, and then instantly transformed into a streak of black light, rushing towards Yang Mei.

At this moment, Yang Mei was still deep in thought, continuously unleashing spatial rifts to annihilate one Immortal-Slaying Sword Qi after another. Suddenly, a cold, icy light appeared, seemingly originating from the deepest abyss—deep, dark, and silent, almost devoid of any imposing aura. It was impossible to detect without careful observation, and even Yang Mei's divine sense could not detect it.

"puff!"

Suddenly, the sound of flesh being pierced reached Yang Mei's ears. Yang Mei then saw a sword tip continuously emerging from his abdomen, then lengthening and becoming exceptionally bright. The cold sword light was as dazzling as the only star in the darkness, the only light.

"what!"

A sharp roar rang out. Just as Luo Hou was about to retreat, Yang Mei unleashed his spatial laws without conscious thought. In an instant, Yang Mei transformed into a silver streak of light and swung his willow branch at Luo Hou, who had not yet had time to retreat or return.

At this moment, the willow branch resembled a golden broadsword, creating an extremely dazzling golden light screen. However, in front of the light screen was endless mysterious silver energy, making it exceptionally mysterious and unpredictable.

At this moment, Rahu seemed to see the silver energy dividing the entire world into two parts, as if everything, including time, was completely separated. Rahu found himself facing a kind of despair in the face of death, a feeling he had never experienced before. Instantly, boundless despair arose deep within Rahu's heart.