Summon the Shadow Legion at the start and create the Underworld Palace!

midair.

As the Great Sage Qianlong looked at the resolute expressions of the human race, who would rather die than live in dishonor, his eyes flickered with surprise.

However, he quickly regained his composure, put his hands behind his back, and said calmly:

"My Great Sage of the Dragon Clan cannot die in vain!"

"Since that's the case, then this old man will experience the strength of the human race today!"

As soon as he finished speaking...

Suddenly.

His aura grew increasingly terrifying, and an immense pressure enveloped the entire void.

The Wanlong Bell floated overhead, its dazzling purple-gold light blotting out the sun.

The emperor's might rose to the heavens!

This terrified everyone around, their very souls trembling with fear.

"So...so scary!"

"Is this the ultimate imperial weapon?!"

"If it were to unleash its full power, I wonder what a terrifying scene it would be."

Many people stared intently at Wanlongling, their eyes filled with shock.

Even the powerful figures from all sides who were hiding in the shadows had solemn expressions at this moment.

Just as tensions were running high between the two sides.

Deep within the Pure Yang Holy Land.

Suddenly a sigh was heard.

The sigh was calm, yet it resonated clearly in everyone's ears.

Everyone was jolted!

Followed by.

Then, an aged figure slowly walked out from the Pure Yang Holy Land.

He was an elderly man with white hair, dressed in a simple Taoist robe, with an ordinary demeanor, just like an ordinary old Taoist priest.

But when the old Taoist priest appeared, everyone fell silent.

Even the Great Sage Qianlong's eyes flickered uncertainly.

"Greetings, Brother Qianlong!"

"Ling Yunzi..."

His eyes held a complex expression, and judging from his appearance, he seemed to recognize the old man in front of him.

"I never expected you to still be alive."

Ling Yunzi!

The leader of the six True Men guarding the Heavenly Gang Hall of the Pure Yang Holy Land was from 60,000 to 70,000 years ago.

He and Qianlong Dasheng can be considered to be of the same generation.

"I can't compare to Brother Qianlong. I'm just barely clinging to life!" Ling Yunzi smiled slightly, his cloudy eyes revealing a sense of vicissitude.

He walked step by step toward the Great Sage Qianlong, his aura remaining unchanged, without the slightest hint of oppressive power.

But no one dared to underestimate him!

If even the Great Sage Qianlong dared not act rashly, could Ling Yunzi be an ordinary person?

"Ling Yunzi, are you going to protect them?"

The Great Sage Qianlong's voice was calm, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

"This junior has been rude and offended fellow Daoist."

"Please, fellow Daoist, spare them this time for my sake."

"Hand over the person, and we'll call it even."

Upon hearing this...

Ling Yunzi sighed.

"So, you're saying there's no room for negotiation?"

"That's enough!"

"Since that's the case..."

Upon hearing this, everyone's hearts skipped a beat.

Who knew?

next moment!

"Damn it!"

"You old mudfish, you don't know what's good for you!"

Ling Yunzi immediately cursed, and his aura changed drastically!

A terrifying aura, no less powerful than that of the Great Sage Qianlong, surged into the sky.

His white hair flew in the air, and his Taoist robe fluttered in the wind.

He felt as if he had become hundreds of years younger, and he no longer had that dull and lifeless feeling from before.

He was also a Great Sage!

"I didn't intend to curse today, but you old mudfish are so shameless, forcing me to curse."

"An imperial weapon?"

"Are you the only one with an imperial weapon?!"

That's all!

From the back mountain of the Pure Yang Holy Land, a sword light shot into the sky!

It was an ancient sword.

The sword was covered with obscure inscriptions, exuding an incredibly astonishing pure yang aura.

Ultimate Imperial Weapon: Pure Yang Sword!

"Buzzing~!"

As if sensing the other party's presence, the Wanlong Bell, suspended in mid-air, vibrated slightly.

The surrounding void twisted wildly, and endless dragon energy roared and surged.

The two supreme imperial weapons were subtly clashing, causing everyone present to change color.

The awe-inspiring imperial might permeated this world, reaching everyone from the Saint King to the disciples of the Life Wheel Realm.

Everyone felt their breath catch in their throats, and cold sweat soaked their backs!

The Pure Yang Sword is an imperial weapon inherited from the Pure Yang Holy Land. When it appeared, the expression of the Great Sage Qianlong changed slightly.

"hehe!"

"I've long heard of the Pure Yang Imperial Weapon, and today... it's a good opportunity to experience it for myself."

Qianlong Dasheng took a deep breath, his eyes gleaming with fierce fighting spirit.

He raised his withered right hand and clenched it in the air!

"Roar~!"

The dragon's roar shook the heavens and the mountains and rivers trembled.

Endless purple dragon energy poured out from the Myriad Dragon Bell, sweeping across the entire void.

One after another, illusory dragons, bathed in divine light, soared through the sky, stretching across the eight wastelands!

at the same time!

The Pure Yang Sword also shone brightly, its boundless Pure Yang power weaving through the void, its sword intent filling the sky.

Two divine lights, one golden and one purple, shone brightly against each other, facing each other from afar!

Followed by.

The aura emanating from the Great Sage Qianlong surged, with the Myriad Dragon Bell atop his head and dragon energy swirling around him!

With one step, one dominates the world!

His head of white hair turned black in an instant, his aged face transformed back into that of a middle-aged man.

His robes fluttered in the wind, and his gaze was captivating.

The same applies to Ling Yunzi!

"This is insane! This is insane!"

"These two are absolutely insane; they unleashed the ultimate sublimation right from the start."

Some powerful spectators were shocked and couldn't help but retreat thousands of miles.

Ultimate sublimation refers to briefly restoring oneself to peak combat power by burning away the remaining lifespan.

But the price is the exhaustion of one's own lifespan, or permanent disappearance.

Both Ling Yunzi and Qianlong Dasheng have lived for tens of thousands of years, so their lifespans are already quite short.

For them, reaching the pinnacle of self-improvement is tantamount to a desperate gamble!

Regardless of who wins or loses this battle, both of them are destined to perish!

Thinking about this...

Many powerful figures looked terrified and dared not approach the Pure Yang Holy Land any further.

Two terrifying Great Sage auras covered the void, leaving only the two dazzling figures facing each other across the world.

The sounds of dragons roaring and swords clashing resounded in all directions.

Strange phenomena are stirring up the winds and clouds!

Upon seeing this.

Zhang Mingxiao and the others dared not be careless and quickly formed hand seals to protect the Pure Yang Holy Land.

If they don't make a move, the aftershocks of the clash between the two supreme imperial weapons might be enough to destroy the entire Pure Yang Holy Land.

next moment.

The void trembled!

The Wanlong Bell emitted a dragon's roar that shook the heavens and the earth, as if thousands of real dragons were howling.

The surging dragon energy crashed against the shore like a tidal wave, rushing towards the Pure Yang Sword!

Ling Yunzi also made a move.

With a single swing of his sword, the pure Yang sword light swept out, unleashing the full power of his life.

The first clash between two supreme imperial weapons!

A terrifying force filled the heavens and the earth, and a horrifying shockwave, carrying the power to destroy the world, swept outwards!

Wherever it passed, space shattered and the earth cracked!

Even the onlookers felt an intense sense of danger.

They quickly retreated tens of thousands of miles away to observe the battle from afar.

Some of those with weaker cultivation levels didn't even have time to escape before being swept away by the aftershocks and instantly reduced to ashes!

Zhang Mingxiao and the others focused their efforts on maintaining the protective array of the Pure Yang Holy Land.

In the sky.

The roar of the dragon and the cry of the sword shook the heavens!

Two dazzling beams of light intertwined, boundless power clashed, and the void twisted wildly.

The space within a radius of tens of thousands of miles was like a mirror, with countless cracks appearing.

"Snap!"

"Snap!"

now.

Within the Eastern Wilderness.

Countless people looked up, their eyes filled with terror as they stared at the scene that resembled the end of the world, their bodies trembling.

Many ordinary people were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, muttering prayers for the protection of all the gods and Buddhas.

The Emperor's might was vast and awe-inspiring, shaking heaven and earth!

It's not just the Eastern Wilderness.

Even the various forces in the other four regions were shocked after sensing this aura.

"This aura is..."

"An ultimate imperial weapon?!"

"Who is using imperial weapons in this battle? What exactly is happening in the Eastern Wilderness?"

.........

West Desert.

Great Thunder Temple!

All the monks were awakened and gazed into the distance towards the eastern wilderness.

Xuan Ku's figure suddenly appeared in mid-air, clad in a plain monk's robe, his expression solemn, and he whispered:

Amitabha Buddha~

"Why did a great battle involving supreme imperial weapons erupt within the Eastern Wilderness? What exactly happened?"

"Someone come here!"

"Go and find out immediately!"

"yes!"

A monk accepted the order and left.

.........

at the same time.

Kitahara.

At the summit of a towering mountain, a bright moon suddenly rose.

Auspicious clouds roll in, and mist rises.

An elderly man with black hair stood atop the mountain peak, surrounded by the sun and moon, ethereal and otherworldly.

With his hands behind his back, his deep eyes gazed towards the eastern wilderness.

"The aura of the ultimate path..."

"Has the age of great strife finally arrived?!"

Just as he was muttering to himself.

Strands of divine thought pierced through space, spreading towards the Eastern Wilderness.

The same applies to the Nanling Mountains and the Western Desert!

One by one, the ancient beings that had been sleeping were awakened and began to peer into the Eastern Wilderness, trying to find out what had happened.

And among these.

Several auras were exceptionally powerful, and they were all Great Saints!

In a short time.

The entire Ancient Realm of Heavenly Desolation is in turmoil!