mesbooks Chapter 641: Although they won, they also lost.
Chapter 641: Although they won, they also lost.
Ancestor Zixiao was bathed in purple, world-destroying lightning, and held a long lightning blade in his hand.
The Heavenly Demon Ancestor transformed into a nine-headed, sky-devouring python that blotted out the sky, exuding a surging demonic aura.
The Heavenly Sword Ancestor merged with the sword, his entire being seemingly transforming into a celestial sword that could cleave through the Milky Way.
"Old ghost of the Tai Xuan Holy Land, the destruction of your Holy Land is entirely your own fault!"
"We, the three holy lands, have tolerated and endured for the sake of the greater good, yet you slaughter our disciples like weeds!"
"Today, even if it costs us our life force, the three of us will utterly annihilate you, you old codger!"
The Purple Cloud Ancestor glared angrily, and thunder rumbled around him.
Looking at his three old rivals, the Tai Xuan Ancestor showed no fear on his withered face. Instead, he revealed a maniacal laugh that seemed almost liberated.
"Hahaha... Well done! I never intended to leave here alive today!"
"The Tai Xuan Holy Land has been destroyed, and you... will all be buried with it!"
boom--!!!!
Without uttering another word, Ancestor Tai Xuan slapped his chest and spat out a mouthful of essence blood containing the origin of a quasi-emperor at its peak onto the Tai Xuan Cauldron above his head.
"The ultimate path is revived, and the profound mystery shakes the world!"
In an instant, all the ancient totems on the Tai Xuan Cauldron seemed to come alive.
An aura of imperial power erupted from the cauldron.
That power was too terrifying; the mere leakage of its aura caused this solid void secret realm to begin to collapse on a large scale.
The war between the emperors has broken out!
This was absolutely an epic battle worthy of being recorded in the history of the Nine Heavens Continent.
Tai Xuan Ancestor completely abandoned all defense. He ignited his remaining lifespan in that instant, gaining peak combat power that surpassed his limits.
With an ultimate imperial weapon hanging above his head, he resembled a mad demon resurrected from ancient times, fighting alone against three quasi-emperors.
This battle was so fierce that the sky darkened and the sun and moon lost their light.
The entire land of the Eastern Continent trembled violently, and countless sects and cities collapsed and cracked under this oppressive force.
The sky was pierced with one huge hole after another, and countless extraterrestrial stars fell in this quasi-emperor level collision, turning into a destructive meteor shower that crashed down on the earth.
Although the three quasi-emperors outnumbered each other, none of them had reached the peak of the quasi-emperor level, nor had they revived their ultimate imperial weapons.
Faced with a quasi-emperor peak madman who had completely lost his life and was frantically resurrecting his supreme imperial weapon, they were actually beaten back step by step and coughed up blood continuously.
"He's insane! He's really gone mad! He's trying to take us all down with him!!"
One of the heads of the Heavenly Demon Ancestor was smashed by the Tai Xuan Cauldron, causing him to roar in pain.
"Hold him back! His lifespan has reached its limit! He's about to burn out!!"
The Heavenly Sword Ancestor's sword was covered in cracks, and he roared through gritted teeth.
The battle lasted for three days and three nights.
That void realm had long been reduced to nothingness.
The war even spread to Middle-earth.
Finally, at dusk on the third day.
The aura that was originally as deep and boundless as the ocean suddenly deflated rapidly, like a punctured balloon.
His once gray hair turned completely withered and snow-white at that moment, and the color drained from his face, replaced by a desolate grayness that represented absolute death.
His lifespan eventually came to an end.
"Is it over...?"
As the power within his body rapidly dissipated, the vision of the Tai Xuan Ancestor began to blur.
He saw the three quasi-emperors who had been beaten to a pulp, covered in blood, but were still alive, and a strong sense of resentment flashed in his eyes.
"My ancestors of Tai Xuan... this is all the unfilial descendant can do..."
The Grand Ancestor Tai Xuan let out a sorrowful sigh.
Just as he closed his eyes and his life was completely extinguished.
He used his last bit of strength to control the Tai Xuan Cauldron and launch his final attack.
"Go to hell!!"
Boom! ...
The Tai Xuan Cauldron transformed into a dazzling azure sun, crashing heavily into the defensive line before the horrified eyes of the three quasi-emperors.
Click!
With a crisp cracking sound, half of the Purple Cloud Ancestor's body was blasted into a cloud of blood mist.
The Heavenly Demon Ancestor's enormous demonic body was cut in half at the waist, and he screamed in agony.
The Heavenly Sword Ancestor's original sword heart was shattered, causing countless cracks to appear, and he coughed up blood.
Ultimately, due to the exhaustion of Tai Xuan Ancestor's lifespan, he was unable to completely kill these three quasi-emperors.
After that earth-shattering blow, the withered body of the Tai Xuan Ancestor, like a rock weathered for tens of thousands of years, gradually turned to ashes in mid-air and vanished into the world.
The Tai Xuan Cauldron, now deprived of its master's control, let out a mournful cry, transformed into a stream of light, and vanished into the endless depths of the void, its whereabouts unknown.
The world finally returned to deathly silence.
All that remained was the desolate battlefield and the three broken quasi-emperor ancestors of the three holy lands.
The Purple Cloud Ancestor covered his chest with his only remaining hand, coughing up mouthfuls of black blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.
Looking at the place where the Tai Xuan Ancestor had vanished, his eyes held no joy of victory, only endless fear and despair.
Although the three holy land patriarchs survived this battle, they were also seriously injured.
The Dao wounds inflicted by the Supreme Emperor Weapon, which damage the very source of one's being, are simply incurable.
Their lifespans have likely been significantly shortened by this brutal battle, and their days are numbered.
More importantly, when they dragged their broken bodies back to the ground, they were met with an extremely tragic scene.
In the aftershocks of those three days, almost all of the core elites of the holy lands they had brought into the secret realm to escape were killed or wounded.
Almost half of the cultivators above the Saint level from the three holy lands died in the pursuit and final battle against the Tai Xuan Ancestor!
Countless traditions were lost, and countless resources were destroyed.
It has suffered a severe blow.
These four words are insufficient to describe the current miserable state of the three holy lands.
A gust of autumn wind blew by, stirring up clouds of yellow sand and the stench of blood.
The three quasi-emperors looked at each other, a bitter feeling welling up in their hearts.
They did indeed outlive the Tai Xuan Ancestor, and the three holy lands won.
But looking at the sect in its decline, the elders almost all dead or wounded, and his own broken body nearing its end...
They knew that although they had won, they had also lost.
They lost the future of the entire Eastern Continent and the prosperous fortune of the Holy Land.
The Tai Xuan Holy Land was destroyed, and the three other holy lands were also dragged into the abyss of impending decline in this frenzied retaliation.
Sure enough, shortly after the end of this battle, two ancient clans from the universe outside the Nine Heavens Continent came together, wanting to settle in the Eastern Continent.
The three holy lands were naturally unwilling, but the two ancient families had profound foundations, with more than one quasi-emperor ancestor each.
Faced with this, the three holy lands, severely weakened, had no choice but to compromise and withdraw from the Eastern Continent to find a prosperous star region in the universe to recuperate.
The conflict between the three holy lands and the Tai Xuan Holy Land in the Eastern Continent has thus come to an end.