No matter how strong Zhan Guang He was, he was only one person. If the Fu Di could hold him back, Yan Zu would not miss the chance to capture him. He endured his injuries and roared. The will of the Emperor swept out and filled the air with endless murderous intent.
"Not good."
Xiao Yi was fascinated by the scene. Only then did he realize that the old man from the Murong Clan was about to attack them.
Qin Hao noticed it too. However, he was calm as usual. At this moment, he seemed to have sensed something. He closed his eyes and muttered to himself, "He's here."
The Unblemished Emperor Spirit was majestic and vast. It extended into the boundless void. A wave of power was rapidly approaching. It was clearly transmitted into Qin Hao's consciousness.
He knew that it was the person he was waiting for.
"I know that the old man is about to attack. You guys hide. Shuihan, what are you waiting for?"
Ye Longyuan said anxiously. He clearly misunderstood Qin Hao's meaning.
The old man from the Northern Yan Clan was very powerful. Even if he was severely injured, he was not someone they could stop. Even with the help of the Zhan Family, they would not be able to stop him.
This place was too dangerous. Ye Longyuan was anxious. It was too late to escape. They had to fight to the death. However, if they lost, the children would be in their prime. It was too painful … Crack!
An extremely terrifying sound rang out as a crack was torn open in the sky. A mass of dazzling majestic Emperor light descended. Within the Emperor light, there was an incomparably powerful aura of the Great Emperor. It raged out and interrupted Ye Longyuan's thoughts.
Everyone raised their heads and looked over, their hearts trembling violently. This monarch light was too strong, stronger than Yan Zu and Fu Di. It was even stronger than Zhan Guang He. Everyone present was shocked and wondered which monarch had arrived.
"East Continent's Great Zhou Dynasty's Patriarch, Zhou Wendi."
A proud shout reverberated between heaven and earth. The voice was very familiar. It was Zhou Wudao.
He had arrived.
As Qin Hao had wished, Zhou Wudao had brought along the founding ancestor of the Zhou Clan, one of the supreme Emperors of the East Continent, Emperor Wen of Zhou of the Great Zhou Dynasty. He was known as the Emperor of True Self, a master of the second realm of Emperor Dao.
Zhou Wendi appeared. At this time, the will of the True Self Emperor bloomed with a whistling sound. The terrifying aura suppressed the universe. Even someone as strong as Guang He was deeply suppressed.
However, the battle between Zhan Guang He and Fu Di did not stop because of this, because they could not stop.
"Hahaha, the heavens are really helping me. Xiao Yi, your end has come. My dear friends from the Zhou Clan, quickly lend the Old Man a hand and kill that rude old mad dog."
Yan Zu pointed at Guang He and cursed angrily. His heart was overjoyed.
Originally, in this battle, he had hoped to capture Qin Hao and Xiao Yi. However, the appearance of Zhan Guang He made him understand that not only would he not be able to capture them, he might even lose his life in the hands of the other party. How sad was that?
However, he had been saved from death's door. The pleasant surprise came too suddenly, and there was a glimmer of hope.
"Alright, I'll lend you a hand."
As he said, a stroke was a stroke.
As a majestic shout spread out, the will of the True Self Great Path flowed in the emperor's light. A boundless giant Qianqiu Divine Brush appeared, hanging at the top of the sky. With a stroke, a terrifying Emperor's Light descended.
However, this Emperor's Light whistled and slashed toward Yan Zu. It was extremely cold and sharp.
Immediately, everyone in the void was dumbfounded. Pairs of eyes looked at this scene with incomparable shock.
Even Yan Zu himself was stunned. Then, a terrifying Death Qi pressed down. The Emperor's Will of the True Self Great Path was terrifying. Even though he had never come into contact with this level, Yan Zu knew that it had surpassed Zhan Guang He's Emperor's Path. He let out an incomparably shrill scream. At the moment of life and death, he used all his strength to block. The will of the Lion King in his family's bloodline erupted again. The Great Path Martial Body of the Lion King tried to block the falling Emperor's Light.
Puchi!
The boundless True Self Dili arrived and cut into the golden lion's body without any obstruction. The nine lion heads flew together. The scene was spectacular. Yan Zu's original body didn't even have the chance to escape. The Emperor's Light of the Qianqiu Divine Brush followed Zhan Guang He's blade wound and directly cut Yan Zu in half. The two halves fell down at the same time.
Xiao Yi and the others were so shocked that they didn't dare to breathe. What kind of power did this brush contain?
It was like killing an ant.
The Northern Yan Ancestor had reached the limit of the Eighth Tier of the Way. He was almost comparable to a Dao Sovereign Lord. Zhan Guang He's full strength wasn't enough to kill him directly. However, this casual stroke actually cut him in half.
Incomparable shock and awe.
Perhaps Dili was split quite a bit when Zhan Guang was fighting one against two. However, one could still see how powerful the owner of this stroke was.
"Ah …" The Northern Yan Ancestor's scream spread throughout the entire Yan Gui City. Even though his Emperor's Body was cut in half, he didn't die.
At this moment, his divine soul was attached to the upper half of his body. Surging with the remaining Dili, he turned into a ray of light and fled into the distance.
It was too terrifying. He didn't have any time to think. No matter what Zhou Wendi's motive was, he only knew that if he didn't escape quickly, he would definitely die here.
While Prefecture Emperor was still able to hold on, Zhou Wendi might be attracted by Prefecture Emperor in the next second. Now was his only chance to escape.
As for the Northern Yan Empire, Emperor Yan, and the entire Murong Family, he was already powerless. His Emperor's Body was cut in half, and he had already done his duty. Anyway, his children and grandchildren had their own blessings, and it had nothing to do with him.
"Ancestor …" Looking at the fleeing Emperor Guang, Emperor Yan was heartbroken. Tears flowed down his face. The ancestor actually fled.
That was the family's backer, the pillar of Northern Yan. Had the ancestor ever thought that the family's children and grandchildren would end up in such a miserable state?
At this moment, Emperor Yan was heartbroken as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss.
"His vitality is quite tenacious."
Zhou Wendi snorted coldly. He had underestimated the lion of Northern Borderline. An ordinary Eighth Level Yuan Emperor would have died long ago after receiving such a blow.
It seemed that the bloodline power of a family that could stand at the top of the main region was not to be underestimated.
However, it wasn't a big problem. He could just use another brush.
The True Self Emperor Intent roared and surged, merging with the Great Dao of the heavens. Zhou Wendi's divine soul power covered the vast void at an incredible speed and caught up with Yan Zu in the blink of an eye. He was about to finish him off with another blow.
Suddenly, Zhou Wendi frowned slightly, and the Qianqiu Brush hanging in the sky disappeared.
"It's him."
A familiar aura descended, giving Zhou Wendi a slight pressure. He guessed the other party's identity.
If there was a Great Emperor in Northern Borderline who was qualified to make him wary, there was only one.
Whoosh!
A gust of medicinal wind blew in his face. It seemed to come from an extremely far place, but it also seemed to be very close at the same time.
At this moment, Qin Hao, Xiao Yi, and the others all smelled a rich medicinal fragrance that nourished their hearts and refreshed their minds. It was as if their divine souls were swimming in the Great Dao of the Nine Heavens. It was incomparably comfortable.
Boom! A heavy palm sound blasted into everyone's ears. All the Emperors, including Zhan Wenzhe, felt as if they were struck by lightning. The blood and qi in their bodies surged violently. They saw Yan Zu, who had escaped, flying back at a speed several times faster than before. To be precise, he was forcibly blocked and sent flying back.
Blood spurted out unscrupulously as if he was about to vomit out his internal organs. On the remaining half of Yan Zu's body, the imperial light was completely shattered. A bloody hole was punched through his forehead, revealing an extremely shocking palm print.
"Old Monster Jiang."
Yan Zu's eyes were bloodshot as he looked at the peerless figure in front of him.