This figure was wearing a simple green robe. His aura was merged with the Great Path, and a layer of medicinal light flashed around him. It was the Medicine Royal Pavilion's Ancestral Patriarch, Divine Emperor Jiang.
Divine Emperor Jiang had been famous for a long time and was ranked Dendi. However, because East Continent's Dendi's reputation and cultivation were too strong, he was ranked below Qin Hao.
"Ancestral Patriarch, you're out!"
When Pavilion Master Jiang saw this, his eyes lit up with joy. He dragged his bloodied body over and knelt in the air in front of Saint Emperor Jiang. At this moment, Pavilion Master Jiang couldn't help but cry as if he had been wronged. He hugged Saint Emperor Jiang's leg and wailed.
Divine Emperor Jiang looked down at Pavilion Master Jiang and saw that his clothes were tattered. A layer of skin seemed to have fallen off his body.
However, Divine Emperor Jiang knew that no one had hurt Pavilion Master Jiang. He had accidentally gotten involved in the aftermath.
Slap!
A resounding slap landed on Pavilion Master Jiang's face. Ignoring the shock and confusion in his eyes, Saint Emperor Jiang stepped into the air and slowly walked towards Qin Hao. Faintly, one could see the unconcealable excitement and a trace of sadness in his eyes.
After six hundred years, he had finally returned. However, the East Continent's Emperor who had once shocked the four regions and eight barren lands had lost his cultivation and become a young man.
"It's about to end."
Another ray of Emperor light flashed and appeared beside Emperor Qi and Qi Yuan.
"Ancestral Patriarch, you're out too."
Emperor Qi was shocked. He quickly stepped down from his precious throne and pulled Qi Yuan to kneel before Ancestor Qi like a devout believer.
Ancestor Qi smiled faintly and didn't answer.
How could he not come out after such a big commotion in Beijiang?
In fact, he and Divine Emperor Jiang had already come out half a year ago and went to Northern Liao at the same time. They saw Xiao Yi and Qin Hao's Imperial Seal.
If it weren't for Dendi's Imperial Seal, Northern Liao would have ceased to exist and the world wouldn't have seen this battle.
"Die!"
Guang He's roar could be heard from the void. The battle had reached its limit, and both he and the Mansion Emperor were in a stalemate of life and death. Victory and defeat could be decided in one move.
At this moment, the Dao Verification Saber Will raged in the void, forming a terrifying saber will storm. Zhan Guanghe stood in the center of the storm, his entire being turned into a blazing saber light that merged into the Xuan Yuan Halberd. The Dao Verification Saber Will was raised to the limit, the storm was like a divine dragon that coiled around the Xuan Yuan Halberd and rushed towards the Palace Monarch.
Palace Monarch's face was pale and he was panting heavily. Although he had managed to hold on until now, it was obvious that he was running out of energy. He had yet to fully control his Emperor's will of the ninth level. Just as Zhan Guang He had said, he was still no match for Ye Futian.
Moreover, seeing that the other party was getting stronger and stronger, and had even used the Blade of Death, Fu Di's body was drained of energy, and his aura immediately weakened. He made up his mind that this was impossible, so he turned around and fled into the distance, unable to tear open space in time.
However, in his desperation, he neglected one point. Zhan Guang He wasn't the only Emperor present. There were also Zhou Wendi of the Great Zhou Empire and Holy Emperor Jiang of the Medicine Emperor Pavilion. The latter two were even stronger than Zhan Guang He.
Whoosh!
The Qianqiu Brush's radiance slashed down, and at the same time, a Great Dao medicinal light sealed off the void, like a cage imprisoning the entire world. Fu Di felt as if he had crashed into a wall. With a bang, he suffered a powerful backlash and was forced to retreat, right in the direction where Emperor Xuanyuan's Halberd and Qianqiu Brush's radiance had landed.
"No!"
Amidst his roar, Fu Di was like a wild beast trapped in a cage, filled with panic and fear. He even forgot to struggle as he watched the halberd and brush radiance reflected in his eyes. At this moment, he recalled many memories of his life.
He established the Zhanyue Sect. Although he started late, his sect grew stronger step by step, until it became the dominant force in the Northern Frontier. Even the Murong Clan couldn't suppress it, and the clan's authority was equal to the imperial authority.
However, he wasn't satisfied with this and continued to cultivate in seclusion. He believed that sooner or later, he would ascend to the position of Emperor. When that time came, he would be the ruler of the entire Northern Frontier, and his status would be comparable to Dendi of the East Continent. He also wanted to enjoy the feeling of being respected by the heavens and earth.
Now, he had succeeded. He had reached the ninth level of the Great Circle of the Way and had become an Emperor.
But why did he not receive the cheers of the people of the Northern Frontier, nor did he receive the fear of the major forces of the Northern Frontier?
On the contrary, he lost his life here.
On the day he released his Emperor's Will, he also welcomed the end of his life.
As expected, proving the Way was tragic.
Pfft!
The halberd and brush radiance passed through Fu Di's body at the same time. The terrifying Rules of Proving the Way wreaked havoc, and an even stronger Will of True Self destroyed everything, including Fu Di's spiritual soul.
When the blade radiance dissipated, the brush radiance flew back into Zhou Wendi's hand, and Fu Di's figure disappeared from the world.
"You should go as well."
Holy Emperor Jiang looked at Yan Zu. Without waiting for an answer, a medicinal light fell and enveloped Yan Zu. He didn't even have the chance to beg for mercy before his spiritual soul dissipated along with the medicinal light.
"Great Ancestor, Great Ancestor, why, why …" In the vast void, Yan Zu stood alone, crying and laughing at the same time. Seeing two great ancestors killed with his own eyes, he was on the verge of a mental breakdown.
Even though the Murong Clan's palace was still there, still dignified and majestic, none of the thousands of clansmen in the palace dared to step forward, and no one could help him.
It wasn't that they didn't want to, but that they didn't have the right.
However, he was the one who supported the Murong Clan.
Qin Hao looked at Yan Zu and slowly stepped forward. He said, "Today's disaster is all your own fault."
"Our own fault?
You killed my son. Am I wrong? "
Yan Zu raised his head and roared.
Qin Hao stopped moving and looked down. He saw that there were countless Murong Clan members gathered in the vast palace. All of them were so frightened that they were trembling. There were also some who clenched their fists tightly, and their eyes were filled with rage, but they did not dare to say anything.
At this moment, Qin Hao thought of many things. Not too long ago, when he died in the Godburial Valley, the family members of his four divine generals must have suffered the same calamity as well. Struggle, pain, hatred, fear and helplessness. It was just like the moment when Beiao Xuanyuan died.
Was Yan Zu wrong?
No, he wasn't.
Of course, Qin Hao wasn't wrong either. On Yunmeng Mountain, could he not fight back when Murong Zijun wanted to kill him?
If he hadn't come today, what would have happened to Xiao Yi?
It would have been worse.
The grudges in the world were like this. There was no need to explain.
"Let's settle this between us. Don't worry, I won't vent my anger on your family."
Xiao Yi stepped forward and walked past Qin Hao. He faced Yan Zu, surrounded by Emperor Qi.
The Northern Yan had always coveted the Xiao Clan's territory. Especially after the internal strife in Northern Liao, the Xiao Clan's strength had declined sharply. The Yan Emperor had been thinking about annexing the Xiao Clan's territory and even tempted the Qi Emperor to join in.
Xiao Yi knew all of this. Even if Qin Hao wasn't his son-in-law and didn't kill Murong Zijun, Northern Liao and Northern Yan would still have a battle.
Qin Hao's appearance had only brought this battle forward.
Qi Ziqing turned his head and looked over. His face trembled. He was a Refiner of the Inferior Artifact. The ancestors of the Qi Clan were obsessed with forging artifacts. In reality, he had no intention of taking over the foundation of the Xiao Clan. However, Emperor Yan had repeatedly tempted him. Gradually, he began to have thoughts of taking over the foundation of the Xiao Clan.
If Qi Yuan hadn't come back early, Qi Emperor's shadow might have really appeared in the Great Northern Alliance.
Fortunately, he didn't participate. He was glad that he didn't.
"Bring out your full strength and fight like a man. Since you're the Emperor of Northern Yan, you should have the majesty of an Emperor. Even if you die, you must die with dignity."
Xiao Yi took a step forward and black light surged around him. His demonic energy surged and his eyes pierced into Emperor Yan's eyes like a Fiend God.