The Holy Emperor from the World of Forsaken Saints began to struggle as hard as he could. Terrifying pulses of energy pulsed from his body in an attempt to break free from the Elven Godtree.
However, the Elven Godtree was an ancient existence that had existed since ancient times. Its power could not be described as ordinary branches. It had already wrapped all its branches around the Holy Emperor, trapping him like a huge cocoon. No matter how hard the Holy Emperor tried, he was unable to break free from the Elven Godtree.
The tremendous life force within him was constantly absorbed by the Elven Godtree. As it drained away, the Holy Emperor's presence rapidly weakened. He struggled less and less as well, rapidly weakening.
On the other hand, the green light from the Elven Godtree grew brighter and brighter. Its huge shadow rapidly solidified as well.
Upon closer inspection, it was not difficult to discover that the Elven Godtree was not real. Instead, it was an illusion.
Behind the Hundred Races, the group of werewolves all entered battle mode. They were half-man, half-wolf. Their heads were human, but their bodies were wolf. They were covered in dense black fur as they worked together to stop a Holy Emperor from the World of Forsaken Saints.
However, they were still not their opponent. Soon after the battle began, the Holy Emperor from the World of Forsaken Saints became heavily injured by a Holy Emperor from the World of Forsaken Saints. They were covered in blood.
The berserkers, the Fire Daemons, the Spirit Serpents, and the Werewolves were the same. Several or even a dozen Holy Emperor worked together to keep a Holy Emperor from the World of Forsaken Saints busy. However, there was an extremely large difference between the Holy Emperor and the Holy Emperor. Even with that being the case, they were not their opponent. All of them were covered in wounds. On the other hand, the Holy Emperor from the World of Forsaken Saints was not injured at all.
At the very back of the Hundred Races, there was a group of people in gray cloaks gathered together. There were not many of them, only a few hundred. However, not all of them were Holy Emperor. There were many Saint Rulers, Heaven Saint Masters, Earth Saint Masters, and even people below Earth Saint Master.
At this moment, they were all sitting cross-legged on the ground, forming a strange formation. Their hands were forming hand seals, and their mouths were chanting.
These were the Liches of the Hundred Clans. Their battle prowess was not strong, and there were less than a thousand of them left in the entire clan. They were famous for their Curse Arts.
"Great Heaven Extermination!" Suddenly, all the Witchcraft Clan members shouted in unison. Their voices were hoarse, but they were filled with a boundless demonic power that actually covered the earth-shattering battle cries.
A strange ripple spread out from each of the Witchcraft Clan members. Finally, it condensed into a single beam and shot towards one of the Holy Emperor.
The ripple seemed to pass through space and time, arriving at one of the Holy Emperors who was fighting against the berserk warriors in a single moment.
The Holy Emperor suddenly froze. He vomited blood as if he had suffered a heavy blow. Cracks appeared on his body like porcelain, and he became covered in blood in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, the attacks of several berserk warriors landed on the Holy Emperor as well. The Holy Emperor's body cracked and was reduced to countless pieces. Only his soul remained, and it was filled with fear.
However, before his soul could flee, it was cleaved in half by a berserk warrior. His soul was wiped out.
There were two figures hidden in the empty space on the battlefield of the Hundred Races. They did not give off any presences at all, so they were completely untraceable. Even the Holy Emperor struggled to discover their existence. Even when space violently trembled, they were unable to be forced out. The two of them wore silver robes. They were slender and elusive, always appearing behind their enemies silently when they were caught off-guard before dealing a fatal blow.
They were from the Shadow Clan. They possessed a glorious past in ancient times, but they had already declined. There were only a few dozen people left, and they were basically extinct. The two of them were the two strongest rulers of the Shadow Clan. They were at the Fifth Heavenly Layer of the Holy Emperor and the Holy Emperor at the Seventh Heavenly Layer.
The ground shook violently as several hundred-meter-tall rock giants stood against the Holy Emperor from the World of Forsaken Saints. Although their bodies were extremely tough, they were unable to endure the attacks of the Holy Emperor. Every time the Holy Emperor struck them, they would shatter a large piece of rock or even pierce through their bodies.
However, the rock giants were extraordinary as well. They had no flesh and blood, but their vitality was extremely great. Their bodies would regenerate time and time again. Even though they seemed like they had been beaten to a horrible state, their battle prowess had not decreased at all.
The Sea race suffered the most. They only had a portion of the Holy Emperor from the Poseidon's hall, and there were no Holy Emperors at the very front. They had to endure the attacks of several Holy Emperors. In just a short while of battle, five Holy Emperors had died. Three of them had died while only two of them managed to escape with their souls.
The three Holy Emperors of the magical beasts fought at the very front. They were extremely powerful, and coupled with their bodies as magical beasts, their defenses were abnormally great. Very few people from the World of Forsaken Saints were their opponents in a one-on-one battle.
This did not mean that the Holy Emperors from the World of Forsaken Saints were weak. Instead, the three Holy Emperors of the magical beasts had reached a rather high level of cultivation. They were stronger than many of the Holy Emperors from the World of Forsaken Saints, which was why they could suppress them.
However, Kaiser, Lankyros, and Cangqiong were all covered in blood right now. They were quite heavily injured because they were fending off several Holy Emperors.
The battle here was earth-shattering. The sun and moon did not shine, and there were not many parts of the earth that were still intact. Countless bottomless pits appeared, and there was a faint heat emitting from them. They were already close to the magma layer deep underground.
The entire Tian Yuan Continent violently shook. The land at the center of the battle was in danger of shattering. Pitch-black chasms constantly appeared in the sky as the spatial cracks refused to close for a very long time.
The Hundred Races, Sea race, and Magical Beasts all faced extremely great pressure. They had all lost experts. Only the humans remained relatively unscathed.
Jianchen and Xiao Ling led the human experts to the depths of the enemy's territory while Jianchen had sent Xiao Jin to the side of Changyang Zu Xiao and the others to protect them.
Xiao Ling's temperament had not fully matured, but she was extremely decisive when she took action. She showed no mercy at all. She was an Origin realm expert, so the Holy Emperors were no different from ants in her eyes. With a wave of her hand, she sent a white light toward the Holy Emperors from the World of Forsaken Saints. The white light possessed unfathomable power. The Holy Emperors from the World of Forsaken Saints all vomited blood as soon as they came in contact with it. They were heavily injured, and some of the weaker ones had even died.
At that moment, Xiao Ling had truly demonstrated the myth of the Holy Emperors being ants.
Jianchen used his full strength as well. He charged into the crowd with the Ziying sword in hand and unleashed all of his strength. He used his Chaotic Force and comprehension of the Way of the Sword to push his battle prowess to the limit. In just a short moment, he killed over a dozen Holy Emperors and injured even more Holy Emperors.
Qing Suo's sword did not remain idle either. He controlled it with the senses of his soul as he split his attention between wielding the Ziying sword and controlling it through the air with his soul, attacking the Holy Emperors from the World of Forsaken Saints.
Many of the human experts behind them used Saint Tier Battle Skills as well, summoning the pressure of the world. Many of them would work together to deal with a single Holy Emperor from the World of Forsaken Saints.
The Heavenly Enchantress sat high in the air at the back of the battlefield. She placed the Zither of the Demonic Cry across her knees as she stared at the zither. She concentrated on playing it. Every single note seemed gentle, but it was like a great bell. It drowned out the cries of battle and rang out clearly in everyone's ears.
The music was targeted. All the Holy Emperors from the World of Forsaken Saints would immediately feel their souls tremble when they heard it. They would become dazed and dizzy at times as illusions would appear before their eyes from time to time.
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