"True Ancestor..." the Phantom Primordial Ancestor murmured softly, trembling with fear.
At this mont,
the Black Shadow extended a hand seemingly forged from the endless Underworld,
within the palm, ten profound and mysterious, seed-like entities floated gently.
Each seed emanated an ancient and mysterious aura with runes engraved upon them that sparkled, as if chanting the universe’s most secretive rules.
Then, with a casual flick of the sleeve, the Black Shadow sent those ten seeds forth like teors across the sky, swiftly piercing into the foreheads of the Ten Great Phantom Ancestors, rging with the core of their Primordial Spirits.
"My bloodline carries my will and bears my destiny.
Within the cores of your Primordial Spirits, I have planted a Transcendence Seed. This seed contains a portion of my original power and a hint of the secrets of the Transcendence Realm.
Once you fully comprehend it, you may break through the current shackles and glimpse the true opportunity for transcendence."
"Opportunity for transcendence..." Upon hearing this, the Ten Great Phantom Ancestors were overwheld by a storm of emotions inside.
They had labored so intensely to revive the True Ancestor to seek the path to true transcendence, and now it was fulfilled so effortlessly, making the Ten Great Ancestors find it sowhat unbelievable for a mont.
"Thank you, True Ancestor!" After regaining their senses, the Ten Great Phantom Ancestors knelt down in unison, excitent painting their faces crimson.
The Black Shadow’s actions did not cease, its gaze piercing through the void, landing on the towering piles of white bones below.
Where its gaze fell, pitch-black matter drifted down from the void, dense like a heavy snowfall, covering the skeletons.
As soon as this black substance touched the bones, the previously deathly silent place began to surge with a mysterious life force.
Across hundreds of skeletons, flesh buds sprouted, flesh rapidly interwoven, and the aura of decay was replaced by the eerie power of resurgence.
The once deceased beings, nourished by the black substance, all ca back to life.
Moreover, under the invisible substance’s erosion,
these beings, who in life reached at most the Quasi-Immortal Emperor Realm, saw their prowess suddenly soar, all achieving the Immortal Emperor Level.
"These are the aids I bestow upon you," the detached voice of the True Ancestor resonated once more.
The Ten Great Phantom Ancestors were left speechless with admiration, acknowledging the unparalleled might of the True Ancestor.
What an exaggerated power is this?
In the blink of an eye, a hundred entities at the pinnacle of the road were conjured into Immortal Emperors.
They couldn’t imagine, with such power at hand, what fear they could have of not being able to suppress those reckless ants, no matter how strong a similar realm or human sea tactics might beco utterly crushed.
And as things stood, they could bide their ti, moving covertly, making sure to seize any mysterious being if it dared to act again.
After accomplishing all of this,
the figure of the Black Shadow turned rapidly into black mist, rging into the surrounding black tides.
The Ten Great Phantom Ancestors dared not linger, hastily returning to the Ancestral Land.
Returning from the Sacrificial Sea Core, each of the Ten Great Ancestors bore a gravely respectful deanor, opting not for silence, but to directly reveal themselves in the depths of the Ancestral Land, appearing before their kin.
The entire Bizarre Clan was astir.
Then, with a single command,
In an instant,
a continuous stream of bizarre beings erged from the Ancestral Land.
Black mist surged like tides, the fierce wind howled, ghostly apparitions overlapped, sinister and horrifying, blotting out the sun and sky, war chariots rolled forth with a heavy, thunderous sound.
At the sa ti, magnificent black ships erged amidst the black mist, resembling the Stars’ Fight.
The ships’ bodies, vast like stars, yet decaying under imnse rot, their surfaces covered with black mold and moss, with sails long torn apart, only a few tattered canvas ribbons fluttered weakly in the wind, like corpses consud by ti.
Upon them stood densely packed, sallow-faced individuals resembling vengeful spirits, mbers of the Bizarre Clan.
The entire Bizarre Clan mobilized, the scene grand and beyond imagination, understanding, and recognition.
This was a full-scale coverage.
With every tactic unveiled.
The flow of ti had been severed, trembling, and as it passed through each area, it would break, the universe torn apart by an invisible great hand, dinsional spaces penetrated directly, as the ominous army of the Bizarre Clan rushed to most of the great war grounds of the myriad realms within a short ti.
In such upheaval,
The first to sense it were naturally those battling across the domains — Ye Fan, Gu Chen, Shi Hao, the Ten Crown King, the Banished Immortal, and others.
Although they did not know what had transpired, they could feel an ever-flowing stream of the mysterious army surging towards them.
No, to be more precise, it was heading toward the dinsional spaces of all existing heavens, the converging malicious force was palpable even from afar, terrifying beyond asure, as if a billowing ink-black smoke was burning above every universe.
The great realm they occupied was just one of the places.
"Kill!"
Though they didn’t know why such a change occurred, there was no need to know at the mont.
Everyone present was soone with a battle will lted into their bones, fierce figures with peerless power flowing through their bloodline, seeing more ultimate goals coming into their attack range, they grew excited as if infused with boundless energy.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The weakest among them were existences at the Quasi-Immortal Emperor Level, and the outco was naturally without doubt, those gigantic skeletal boats carrying the bizarre army hadn’t even co close before they were directly obliterated into dust by boundless might.
The majestic skeletal giant boats exploded in the depths of the universe, for a ti, even the extrely dark edges of the universe were covered by blinding firelight and the brilliance of rules.
But imdiately afterward.
The faces of everyone changed slightly.
Because within their perception, many terrifying auras were rushing towards the great realm they were in.
Each of these auras emitted terrifying waves comparable to the Immortal Emperor’s Realm.
Far more than what hands can count, reaching nearly a hundred in number.
This amount far exceeded their previous understanding of the Bizarre Clan.
The eerie Immortal Emperor aura roared, countless universes shattered, unable to withstand it, turned to ash in re monts.
A hundred terrifying auras at the Immortal Emperor Level, like a surge of black tide, rushed madly towards Ye Fan, Gu Chen, Shi Hao, and others’ great realm.
"Sothing unimaginable has definitely happened within the Bizarre Clan, adults have said before, ten, is the forbidden number and limit of the Bizarre Clan, the number of Phantom Primordial Ancestors is ten, the number of Phantom Immortal Emperors is ten..."
The Ten Crown King’s eyes were like torches, golden radiance surged, his imperial aura traversed above the heavens, like an ancient Great Emperor, gazing towards the frontier wilderness, he spoke.
Jiang Hui had once inford them, the Bizarre Clan’s Primordial Ancestors and Immortal Emperors total ten, but now the number of approaching Phantom Immortal Emperors seed about to reach ten.
Shi Hao wielded the Desolate Tower, his hair flying wildly, fiercely domineering, without a word, he directly smashed the Desolate Tower forward.
"Boom!"
The Desolate Tower expanded with the wind.
In just an instant, it grew vast as an upper great universe, directly falling among the Phantom Immortal Emperor heap.
There the void collapsed instantly, ti was stirred, rules shattered with a crash, various brilliance burst out, like shattered jars of paint, dazzling to the point of being unwatchable.
The world resonated, the universe trembled, endless stars dimd at this mont.
Huang was too powerful, even a casual move directly killed one Phantom Immortal Emperor on the spot.
That Phantom Immortal Emperor’s flesh exploded, the entire head shattered, but quickly, its form walked out again from the black fog.
"Kill!"
War drums thundered, horns resounded.
The world was solemn, carrying a sense of tragic heroism.
A piercing shrill sound rang out.
The reford Phantom Immortal Emperor coldly snorted, its voice like a chilling wind from the Nine Netherworld, icy and stabbing.
The void cracked open, pairs of vast eyes directly manifested from the void, spanning above the heavens, coldly gazing at Ye Fan, Gu Chen, and others.
Then.
Unanimously, each Phantom Immortal Emperor attacked simultaneously.
The terrifying power erupted in an instant, countless universes trembled, ancient histories seed to ignite.
This scene was too shocking.
A hundred Immortal Emperors at the End Path Level, perhaps about to completely overthrow the entire Era of Heavens, Ten Thousand Realms Epoch.
"Rumble!"
The universe inverted, billions of stars flickered, the power of laws interweaved into a vast net, shrouding towards Ye Fan and others.
Before it could even approach.
The great realm behind Gu Chen and the others directly evaporated.
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