Emperor light shone brightly as it surrounded his body. Xuanyuan Gaoyan became the focus of everyone's attention. It was as if the Great Dao was trembling under his feet.
He stood alone in the air, facing off against the entire Zheng army. His aura was stronger than that of hundreds of thousands of people. Countless Yuan Crystal Cannons on the battleships seemed to be intimidated by Xuanyuan Gaoyan's aura and didn't dare to fire.
Everyone felt that once the cannons were fired, they would be stuck in the cannons.
His aura was extremely domineering.
Rumble!!
Space shook violently as the Xuanyuan Royal Family's battleships rose from the city. They were so densely packed that they covered the sky. The huge fleet was connected together, forming a sturdy fortress in the sky, blocking the Zheng army's front. They were well-equipped and had a large number of people, suppressing the Zheng army.
Countless Royal Family War Eagle Riders flew between the battleships. They flapped their wings and filled Qin Hao's vision. This was Xuanyuan Gaoyan's Air Cavalry Legion.
Behind the Air Cavalry Legion, several square formations with bright armor appeared at the same time.
The Saint Army, the Venerable Realm battle formation, and the Human Sovereign Realm army were all present. Each of them was formed by the Xuanyuan Royal Family's experts. They all had the same bloodline.
Other than that, there were two other Cultivator Legions that seemed messy. They were arranged on the two sides of the Royal Family's army.
Although their formation wasn't as dazzling as the Xuanyuan Royal Family's army, they had more people. There were Venerables, Human Sovereigns, and half-step Great Emperors. Their cultivation was uneven and varied. Even though they were in square formations, they were in groups of three to five. There was a clear gap between them.
These cultivators were the various Sect forces of the Southern Proud Empire.
Now that the Overlord forces were at war, they couldn't escape the fate of being involved.
Any Sect with a little bit of fame had to participate in the war and work for the Xuanyuan Family.
After all, there was a big difference between a Dynasty and a Sect.
For example, the Night Luo Palace. The small Sect under the Night Luo Palace could choose not to participate. Ye Ninghong wouldn't force them.
But the Xuanyuan Family was different. They were a Dynasty. Everything under the Emperor's feet was the Emperor's territory. No one dared to disobey the Emperor's orders.
Crash!
As the main forces of the various legions appeared, the originally empty city walls were filled with soldiers and spears. Countless arrows and crossbows shot out, flickering with sharp light as they aimed at the Great Zheng fleet in the air.
Behind the city wall, huge catapults were waiting to be launched. They were filled with huge rocks that had been reinforced by the formation, and they were flashing with terrifying elemental powers of lightning, fire, ice, and snow.
Along with the bone-chilling tightening of the ropes, the giant rocks that contained the power of fire, ice, and lightning would rain down on the Zheng Dynasty's fleet.
However, what truly boosted the morale of the Xuanyuan Imperial Family was yet to come. The sound of a flute rang out, and a profound rhythm spread out from the space. The ground began to tremble, and countless demonic beasts rushed over from afar. They surrounded the city walls and built a thick wall of flesh and blood.
The War Elephant, Giant Wolf, Berserk Lion, and the Three-headed Giant Python all stared at the front with bloodthirsty eyes, watching as the Great Zheng's army gradually approached the frontline.
The Zheng Dynasty's troops that were traveling on foot were generally weaker in terms of cultivation, so they were naturally not as fast as the void fleet.
However, there were also demonic beasts and a small number of sea beasts among them.
"Spirit Beast Sect, Beast Tamers."
The Zheng Dynasty's ancestor stared at the horde of beasts below. The city wall had been reinforced by the formation, and it was already difficult to break through. The Spirit Beast Sect had even driven the beast tide to assist the Xuanyuan Family.
One could imagine how tragic this battle would be. It was probably the first time in the history of the Southern Region, and who knew how many Myriad Cultivator Alliance cultivators would die.
At the very least, the Xuanyuan Family had the upper hand in terms of equipment, military appearance, and even battle prowess and aura.
On the other hand, the Zheng Dynasty's side was too weak.
The Xuanyuan Family was indeed an old overlord of the Southern Region, and their foundation was terrifyingly strong.
"I don't know why you suddenly came back. What kind of magic potion did you feed that demonic woman, Ye Ninghong, to make her use all the power of her Sect and the declining Zheng Clan to invade the prestige of the Xuanyuan Imperial Family?"
Xuanyuan Gaoyan shouted angrily.
This battle would be a battle to the death.
It would only end when one of the overlords fell.
Xuanyuan Gaoyan and Ye Ninghong were both Nine-star Sovereign Lords. Even if one of them killed the other, they would have to use all their strength, and they would suffer immeasurable injuries.
This wasn't a price that Xuanyuan Gaoyan was willing to pay. Once his body was damaged, even if he killed Ye Ninghong, it would create an opportunity for the other overlords. The consequences would be a disaster.
That was why Xuanyuan Gaoyan didn't put all his eggs in one basket when he destroyed the Myriad Cultivator Alliance. He and Ye Ninghong tacitly chose to stay out of it.
Nothing could happen to a Nine-star Sovereign Lord.
But today, he had to fight even if he didn't want to. Qin Hao had forced him into a corner.
"Originally, I didn't want to become enemies with Ye Ninghong, but since I'm going to fight, I won't fight without preparation.
Today, you've forced me to go too far. You took the initiative to stick your head out in front of the city gate. I don't mind killing an Sovereign Lord in the Southern Region. "
Xuanyuan Gaoyan shouted.
Roar!
A domineering dragon roar resounded. A terrifying black dragon with eight wings flew out from the void and circled below Xuanyuan Gaoyan's feet. This was the Beast Emperor of the Xuanyuan bloodline, the mount of the previous Patriarchs.
Its danger level was second only to Xuanyuan Gaoyan himself.
"Kill me?
That depends on whether you have the ability or not. "
A female voice rebuked. Ye Ninghong flew out from the main battleship. She was wrapped in resplendent Emperor light as she floated above the nine heavens. She was at the same height as Xuanyuan Gaoyan.
Immediately after, the Demonic Oriole let out a shrill cry. Granny Ying transformed into her true form and spread her eight wings. It was like a dark cloud covering the sun, causing the entire void to be shrouded in haze. She also circled below Ye Ninghong's feet.
In terms of seniority, Granny Ying was Palace Master Ye's senior.
But in terms of status, Ye Ninghong was the Patriarch of a sect and the descendant of the Night Demon Emperor. The Demonic Oriole was her mount.
At this moment, two Sovereign Lords and two eight-winged demonic beasts were facing each other in the void. It was like the battle in Feng City. The atmosphere was extremely tense.
"Do you have the ability?
Hmph … "Xuanyuan Gaoyan's dignified eyes narrowed. His eyes were extremely cold as he waved his hand.
Whoosh!
An army of experts appeared out of thin air on his right.
This army's aura was extremely tyrannical. There were many experts, and many of them were at the Emperor Realm. Moreover, they were dressed differently from the Xuanyuan Family.
Instead, they were from the Li Family of Beiao.
Whoosh!
Xuanyuan Gaoyan waved his hand again.
At the same time, another army of experts appeared on his left.
When this army of experts appeared, the entire world seemed to have turned into a scene of magma. The temperature rose sharply, and a large amount of flame energy lingered in the air. The flames did not dissipate and did not extinguish. It was as if a divine flame had descended.
In the sea of flames, there were countless figures wearing flaming robes. Their auras were terrifyingly strong.
This was especially true for the leader of the group. He was tall, and his face was cold and handsome. His long golden hair fell to his waist, and he wore a wide flaming divine robe. There was a huge sun halo behind him, and his aura was boundless. Even Xuanyuan Gaoyan, who was beside him, seemed a little dim under this sun halo.
The Emperor of the Fierce Sun Temple, an expert in the Southern Region who was known as the Fire God. He was the Sun God.
"With the three of us attacking, what are your chances of winning?"
Xuanyuan Gaoyan's tensed brows finally relaxed. This battle was three against one. How could three Great Emperors not be able to deal with Ye Ninghong?
As for the old ghost of the Zheng Clan, he was a fourth-level Emperor. He was not even worthy of carrying the shoes of any of them.
This battle would be a battle without any suspense. Xuanyuan Gaoyan was even confident that he could kill Ye Ninghong on the spot without any injuries.
Gulp!
It was unknown which disciple of the Divine Palace swallowed his saliva. His expression stiffened, and his heart trembled inexplicably.
Not only him, but almost all the disciples of the Divine Palace swallowed their saliva in the next second. Even the old ancestor of the Zheng Clan shuddered at this moment.
They were shocked!
They were really shocked!
Actually, when the Xuanyuan Family army appeared, they were already shocked.
However, they were still able to maintain their composure.
Now, it was different. There were three Great Emperors in the void. No matter which side it was, there were many Emperors behind them.
This terrible situation seemed to be different from what Senior Brother Qin Hao had said. The difference in strength between the two sides was too obvious.
However, it did not matter too much.
Myōri alone was enough.
Although that was the case, at this moment, everyone still felt a chill in their hearts. At least the Zheng Clan's momentum had been completely crushed.
"Palace Lord Ye, how have you been?"
In the void, the man with golden eyes and golden hair that reached his waist spoke faintly. When he spoke, it was as if the flames of the entire world were flowing.
"Palace Lord Yang, it's better that you don't interfere in this matter," said Ye Ninghong.
Ye Ning Hong said. One against three, her aura was not weak at all.
"But Yue Qianyang is dead."
The Sun God's golden eyes fell on Qin Hao, who was above the Zheng Clan's warship.
This gaze seemed to make Qin Hao feel as if his soul was being burned, and his divine soul was burning.
Yue Qianyang was dead.
This was the revenge of the Divine Palace. The Saint had been killed. If the dignified Overlord did not even dare to fart, how could he, the Sun God, have the face to stay in the Southern Region?
If he did not come today, then in the future, would the people of the Fierce Sun Temple be bullied by the small Sect of the Southern Region?
"Do you have to do this?"
Ye Ninghong said with a trace of pity in her voice.
Yue Qianyang's death was more than justified. He should not have jumped around in front of Qin Hao and chased him all the way from Golden Light City to the Divine Palace. He did not want to give up and colluded with Changhe Lo to kill Qin Hao.
But Yue Qianyang and Qin Hao had a personal grudge after all.
On the day the Music Palace was destroyed, Elder Qi of the Divine Palace, who had captured the Centaur Brothers, had been killed. This debt was completely settled.
However, if the Sun God wanted to take revenge for the people under his Sect, the outcome would be completely different. The Divine Palace would definitely suffer a great calamity.
This was not what Ye Ninghong wanted to see. The Sun God was not as overbearing as Xuanyuan Gaoyan. He focused on the Great Path of Fire. The death of one Imperial Lord was enough for the Southern Region. If all the Imperial Lords died, the orthodoxy of the Southern Region would definitely decline. Sooner or later, it would become like Western Liang, and it would be difficult for an Imperial Lord to appear again.
The Sun God was silent for a moment. Then, he used his actions to give Ye Ninghong an answer.
He raised his slender finger, and a flame burst out. The flame suddenly exploded, and the void shook. The Great Path seemed to be burned through, and countless flame holes appeared in the sky.
Dong!
A giant lava leg stepped out of one of the holes.
Then, the hole gradually expanded as if it was about to explode. Thousands of people were shocked to see a lava giant emerge from the hole. It was a hundred feet tall and stood in the void. A pair of castle-like hands pounded its chest crazily, shaking off a large amount of lava liquid.
Dong!
Dong!
Dong!
One, two, three … More than a hundred feet tall lava giants emerged from the holes one after another. There were more than ten of them. The terrible flame Qi of the Great Path forced Xuanyuan Gaoyan and the people of the Li family to dodge.
"The Sun God lives up to his name," Emperor Ao Ao said.
Said Sovereign Lord Bei Ao. His cultivation level wasn't lower than his.
"If you destroy one of my people, you must bury the whole family with him."
The voice of the Divine Palace Lord rang out. He was the Emperor of the Great Path of Fire, but his words seemed to be able to freeze the world.
Roar! Roar!
Roar! More than ten lava giants surrounded the Sun God and pounded their chests. The roar was so strong that it tore through the Great Path of Space, broke through the haze of the Eight-winged Demon Oriole, and shook the black dragon restlessly. In the sky above the imperial city, countless Emperors covered their ears with their hands, looking extremely painful.