Capítulo 413: Chapter 531 — Imperial Might Envelops Cangzhou
Chapter 531 — Imperial Might Envelops Cangzhou
When the Lu and Pei clans agreed to join forces, the Nie Clan Patriarch imdiately ordered the three clans to dispatch twelve Quasi-Emperors to Cangzhou at once, sealing the entire region.
This was to prevent anyone from leaking information and giving the Fang Clan ti to react.
After the Nie Clan Patriarch had successively visited multiple powers and secured nine more powerful allies, the plan was set in motion:
Each of the twelve forces would send two Quasi-Emperors, while the Nie Clan and Seven Kings City would each dispatch an additional Great Emperor to Cangzhou—ensuring that not even a fly could escape.
However, the communication secret arts used by Xuantian Sacred Sect and the Ethereal Immortal Palace were exquisitely subtle—so subtle that even Great Emperors failed to detect them.
But they had anticipated this possibility long ago, and had already sent Emperor-realm experts toward Xuantian Sacred Sect and Ethereal Immortal Palace.
Let alone supporting Cangzhou—the two sects could barely protect themselves.
The Nie Clan’s Great Emperor and Seven Kings City’s Shenwei King stood side by side, overlooking Cangzhou from above.
“They’ve likely sensed sothing is wrong by now. They must have already sent out distress signals. It’s ti for us to act.”
“Our forces will certainly arrive in Hangzhou and Yuanzhou before their distress calls reach. This ti, Xuantian Sacred Sect and the Ethereal Immortal Palace cannot escape calamity!”
With that, the Nie Clan Ancestor and the Shenwei King waved their hands, descending toward Cangzhou with twenty-four Quasi-Emperors in tow.
“Boom!!”
“Boom!!”
They made no effort to restrain their auras.
Imperial might swept across Cangzhou like a raging storm.
All living beings in Cangzhou trembled under the pressure.
Those below the Saint Realm couldn’t withstand it at all—they collapsed to the ground, unable to even stand.
“What—what is happening!?”
“Is this the end of the world!?”
“What terrifying Emperor might! Far stronger than Master Kongjing or the Fang Clan Patriarch! And there are so many of them!”
“Why have so many Emperor-level experts co to Cangzhou? Are they planning to plunder us—or wipe Cangzhou out entirely?”
All of Cangzhou shook with fear and panic.
The Fang Clan’s mbers and loyal officials of the Great Qian Imperial Court were all sheltered within Ascension City.
The city-protecting formation shielded them from most of the pressure.
Even so, the might of two Great Emperors and twenty-four Quasi-Emperors could be distinctly felt within the city.
The elders of Xuantian Sacred Sect and the Ethereal Immortal Palace wore ashen expressions.
Their hearts sank completely.
“They really do think highly of us—to send such a luxurious lineup!”
They understood clearly:
This was a deathtrap.
If it were only twenty-four Quasi-Emperors, they could fight with their lives and their sects’ hidden trump cards, barely buying ti to send so people away.
But with two Great Emperors present…
They had no chance at all.
mbers of the Fang Clan noticed the four elders’ grim expressions.
Fang Hao quietly slipped away—to the Immortal Realm.
He wasn’t fleeing.
He intended to use his own thod to save the Fang Clan.
Soon, the Nie Clan Ancestor and the Shenwei King arrived above Ascension City with the twenty-four Quasi-Emperors.
Each of them stood like towering mountains piercing the heavens.
Their auras were suffocating; their cold, indifferent gazes alone chilled the heart.
“This formation is clever enough—but it cannot stop the likes of us.”
The Nie Clan Ancestor’s voice rumbled like heavenly thunder, exploding in everyone’s ears.
He raised his hand and struck downward.
A colossal palm descended from the heavens, blotting out the sky as though the firmant itself were collapsing.
“Boom!!”
The massive palmprint slamd into the city-protecting formation.
With just one blow, the formation trembled violently, showing signs of imminent collapse.
At best, it would last a cup of tea’s ti.
Indeed—the formation was quite sophisticated, and with several Quasi-Emperors controlling it, even twenty-four Quasi-Emperors attacking together wouldn’t break it within ten days or half a month.
But a Great Emperor’s attack was a dinsionality-reducing strike.
The formation was practically aningless before such absolute power.
Of course, if rarer and more precious materials had been used to construct the formation, even Great Emperors could be stalled for a while.
But those materials were treasures rarely seen even in a century.
Even if the Immortal Realm had them—the Fang Clan couldn’t afford them.
An elder of Xuantian Sacred Sect forced himself to step forward.
“We are all among the twenty major hegemonic powers of Tianyuan Realm. Whatever the issue, it can be discussed.”
The Nie Clan Ancestor’s face twisted into a sinister grin.
“Until today, you were. After today… you are not.
No—more accurately, you will no longer exist.”
The Nie Clan and Xuantian Sacred Sect had an ancient blood feud.
The Nie Clan had waited countless years for this mont.
Upon hearing this, the elders of Xuantian Sacred Sect and Ethereal Immortal Palace felt as if struck by lightning.
Their hearts filled with overwhelming dread.
After all, even if they died and their Immortal-bodies were taken, their sects would remain.
At worst, they would only lose the resources invested in raising Immortal-bodies—returning to their previous state.
But clearly, their attackers wanted more than the Immortal-bodies.
They intended to annihilate Xuantian Sacred Sect and the Ethereal Immortal Palace entirely.
If an ordinary person said this, they would laugh.
These two immortal sects had existed since the Archaic Era, standing firm through countless tribulations.
How could they possibly be destroyed?
But twelve hegemonic powers joining forces…
did have the strength to erase them.
“You… you all…”
The elder of Xuantian Sacred Sect was so infuriated and horrified that he vomited a mouthful of blood.
“Pff…”
Seeing this, the Nie Clan Ancestor and the Emperor-realm experts were overjoyed.
The Nie Clan and Xuantian Sacred Sect had battled for countless years.
Their enmity ran deep.
What they most longed to witness was Xuantian Sacred Sect’s despair.
Now the sect stood on the brink of annihilation, and its Emperor-realm elder had been angered to the point of vomiting blood.
The Nie Clan experts were naturally ecstatic.
As for the Ethereal Immortal Palace—they had close ties to several hegemonic powers through marriage alliances.
They could be considered allies.
But before imnse profit, such relationships were aningless.
No one cared.
Having seen through this cruel reality, the two elders of the Ethereal Immortal Palace were filled with grief and hopelessness.
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