Feeling the aura emanating from Ye Guhong, the Ancient Ancestor of the Yi Clan trembled, his will to fight completely gone. He turned to tear through the void and escape.
With an indifferent expression, Ye Guhong lifted his hand in an empty grip.
Overhead, a vast expanse of starry sky crashed down, transforming into a boundless, giant hand that completely sealed the space.
"Ancient Ancestor!"
"What scoundrel dares to cause trouble in our Yi Clan's territory?"
At this mont, all the powerhouses of the Yi Clan were alerted. Powerful auras rose, rocketing toward the disturbance. They arrived only to see the Ancient Ancestor, his face a ferocious mask, roaring at them, "Don't co over! Run!"
His scream was heart-rending, shaking everyone to their core. They couldn't understand what kind of existence the Ancient Ancestor had encountered to react with such terror.
"Run! Run as far as you can! Preserve the bloodline of the Yi Clan!"
The Ancient Ancestor's eyes were blood-red. He drew the Day Chasing Bow and fiercely shot a golden arrow.
The arrow grew larger and larger, its surface covered in brilliantly shining runes. It acted like a key, tearing open a portal in the void. A boundless suction force erupted from the gateway, enveloping every mber of the Yi Clan.
"Trying to flee? Dream on!"
At that very mont, a figure wreathed in Thunder soared into the Nine Heavens. Golden lightning wrapped around her, connecting heaven and earth as an endless sea of thunder drowned the space.
It was a woman with a cold expression and fair skin, now shining so brilliantly she resembled a goddess of thunder.
She wore golden battle armor and held an ancient iron whip. Though mottled with rust, it now blazed with a brilliant light, unleashing endless Thunder as if it contained the very source of the elent itself.
If Wang Xiu were here, he would have instantly recognized this woman as Ji Zidian.
However, the Ji Zidian of this mont was no longer the spirited, elf-like girl she had once been.
She radiated divine light, her eyes filled with cold, murderous intent. An unimaginably majestic aura burst from her body, making her seem like a deity in command of all Thunder.
With a flick of her wrist, the rusted iron whip flew high into the air. Instantly, thousands of bolts of divine thunder were drawn to it. The whip's light surged, transforming it into a thunder dragon that charged down and landed amidst the Yi Clan.
The ground below instantly beca a sea of thunder, and countless Yi clansn perished miserably within it. The pungent sll of roasted flesh filled the air as an unknown number of people were turned to charcoal in an instant.
"I'll hold her off! The rest of you, go!"
An Ancient Ancestor of the Yi Clan, a formidable Heavenly Immortal who had survived more than twenty tribulations, stayed behind.
His eyes looked ready to split from their sockets with fury. He shot three arrows that shone brightly, transforming into a Soaring Dragon, a Fire Phoenix, and a Qiong Qi. Their killing intent was imnse as they soared to the Nine Heavens, annihilating the bolts of Thunder one by one.
Ji Zidian's gaze remained calm.
She stood proudly above the Nine Heavens, countless runes colliding between her palms, stirring up a cascade of nine-colored divine thunder that ca crashing down.
This nine-colored divine thunder seed to be ford from a convergence of many different types of divine thunder, and its power was imasurable.
In an instant, it annihilated the three Fierce Beasts before descending upon the Yi Clan's Ancient Ancestor. Amidst his agonizing screams, he was turned into charcoal, his body and Dao utterly destroyed.
"Purple Sky Thunder, Jade Pure Thunder, Great Hollow Thunder, Fire Wheel Thunder..." The foremost Ancient Ancestor's pupils shrank as he stared at Ji Zidian, his body trembling even more violently. "They've returned... All of them have returned..."
"It's you? A remnant of the Sanqing..."
At that mont, another Yi Clan elder appeared in the sky. He gazed at Ji Zidian, his expression full of shock. "You're not dead?"
This was the current Patriarch of the Yi Clan, Yi Yan.
Ji Zidian commanded the divine thunder, wreathed in an intense, divine light. Her authority was unfathomable, and her voice was ice-cold. "It's ti to settle the grudges of the past."
Several Yi Clan experts gnashed their teeth and howled, "How dare a lowly cultivator from the Lower Realm insult our Yi Clan like this? Do you really think an Ancient Clan can be so easily disgraced?"
"Form the array!"
Powerful beams of light rose from all directions, forming an array of incredible and terrifying runes.
Within that sea of runes, a gigantic Bronze Ancient Cauldron erged. It was mottled with rust, yet a divine radiance perated its form. The light within the cauldron was intense, as if a Flood Dragon was boiling inside. This was the blood of ancient powerhouses; though they had long since fallen, their blood still contained endless power, fortifying the cauldron.
The world grew misty.
A spectacular beam of divine light, like a waterfall flowing in reverse, surged upward. It hamred against the divine Thunder in the sky, causing countless bolts to shatter.
Ji Zidian's hands ford a seal.
The ancient iron whip flew back to her side. It glittered with golden light and twinkling divine luminescence as thousands of runes spread out from it, as bright as a river of stars.
"Nine Heavens Thunder, heed my command!"
At her sharp cry, she seed to rge with heaven and earth, resonating with the divine Thunder filling the sky. It was as if she had beco the master of all Thunder in the world, a goddess of the Thunder Path unleashing her Divine Skills.
"Exorcise evil! Purge demons!"
BOOM!
In the sky, dark clouds coalesced into a massive vortex. From within, terrifying bolts of golden divine thunder descended, transforming into divine rainbows that struck the Bronze Ancient Cauldron.
The ancient cauldron trembled violently, its light fluctuating intensely before quickly dimming and, finally, exploding.
"Pfft—"
The group of Yi Clan experts all vomited blood. Severely injured, they were imdiately annihilated by the terrifying divine thunder that followed, as waves of lightning swept across the void.
"What?" Yi Yan and the others were stunned. Was this the sa Lower Realm cultivator they had once chased until she was fleeing for her life? How many years has it been? How has she already attained such terrifying power?
The Ancient Ancestor of the Yi Clan, whose source had already been severely wounded by a distant strike from Wang Xiu's avatar, was being steadily forced back by Ye Guhong's assault. Hearing the commotion, he couldn't help but ask with confusion, "What lowly cultivator from the Lower Realm? What are you talking about?"
The matter between the Yi Clan and the Sanqing from the Lower Realm was, after all, a minor affair. How could it possibly have alard this Ancient Ancestor? He had been in seclusion the entire ti.
Yi Yan hurriedly sent over a divine thought.
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