Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

When Guardian Old Man Luo Sanqian used the emperor's blade to kill, he erupted with supreme power to fight with it. He also placed all of his attention on the ancestral altar.    

He was very clear that whether or not he could deal with Emperor Mara today, all of his hopes were placed on this ancestral altar, and all of them were placed on guiding the battle spirit.    

As long as he successfully guided the War Soul back, with the power of the ancient War Soul, it would be enough to deal with this madman in front of him.    

The ancestral altar contained the most ancient aura, and it could receive the souls of any Human Clan. As long as there was the aura of the person it wanted to summon in this place, it would be able to borrow the most ancient aura. The Qi of the Human Clan, the origin of the Qi, had awakened it from its deep slumber. It would reform its soul fragment and allow it to descend once again.    

When the Imperial Saber slashed out, two terrifying bloody wounds suddenly appeared on the hands of the old guardian. A large amount of Imperial Blood dripped down, landing on the Ancestral Altar and merging with it.    

Yes, to receive the ancient heroic soul and bring back the ancient battle souls, it was indeed as Emperor Moru had guessed, and a price had to be paid.    

And the method Luo Sanqian used was to use his own Emperor's blood as a guide to provide energy for the Ancestral Altar, and use this energy to stimulate the sleeping heroic souls, using them to awaken the slumbering souls.    

The guardian elder's expression was serious, speaking with a respectful tone as he muttered to himself, "Use my blood as a guide, sincerely summon the heroic spirits that are sleeping here, use my emperor blood to awaken the ancient saints."    

Large amounts of emperor's blood gushed out from his hands, and the emperor's blood that was filled with immense energy directly scattered into the ancestral altar.    

Waves of bloody light also rose from the ancient ancestral altar. These bloody lights interweaved, and surged towards the afterimage at the center of the ancestral altar.    

When the blood came into contact with the remnant soul, it seemed to have a life of its own. It merged into the remnant soul and quickly swam around the remnant soul's body. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared as if it had been absorbed by the remnant soul.    

At the same time, the remnant soul also seemed to have become more solid. Powerful soul light blossomed from its body and this kind of soul light became increasingly powerful.    

The powerful aura on the remnant soul was also reviving. When his figure solidified, the entire space began to tremble violently. A great river of time whistled through the space, as if it was responding to the remnant soul.    

A dazzling soul light soared into the sky. An ancient aura spread at this moment.    

At this moment, the entire void seemed to have boiled. It actually surged with an endless powerful aura.    

The might of world destruction also shot into the clouds at this moment.    

Numerous low and deep howls were faintly discernible within the Ancestral Altar as they resounded through the heavens and the earth.    

That remnant soul seemed to have come to life at this moment. At this moment, there was actually a soul glow flickering within those confused eyes.    

The entire world began to tremble at this moment.    

When the remnant soul gathered, the sky darkened. It was as if the world could not bear such an existence.    

An indescribable aura lingered on the ancestral altar, the remnant soul's eyes became increasingly clear. Accompanied by its flickering and flickering eyes, the heavenly phenomena in the sky seemed to be abnormal, as a strange scene took place.    

The dark clouds pressed down, and the heavy clouds pressed down, giving people the feeling that the peak of the Myriad Mountains was pressing down on them.    

Within a hundred miles, everyone could feel an inexplicable aura, and an indescribable feeling of oppression filled their hearts.    

This was an indescribable feeling, as if the sky had collapsed at this moment. It pressed down on them, and there was no tall man above their heads to support it. It directly pressed down on their hearts.    

This kind of impact made everyone feel difficulty breathing.    

Such a change caused the experts of the Middle Continent who were watching the battle from afar to have serious expressions on their faces. Their eyes were filled with fear.    

They were all shocked by the mysterious aura that erupted at the border, shocked by the pressure that crushed the heavens.    

This kind of aura was truly too powerful, stirring up the winds and clouds in the world, shocking the world and making ghosts and deities weep. It was probably just like this.    

When they saw the Eastern Wastelands' guardian elder take out that ancient altar, they had already thought that the other party would likely make a great move. However, they had never expected that his move would be so big. The means that he had used... It was so terrifying.    

One had to understand that the afterimage within the altar had only just revived, not truly waking up, not truly reviving. He was still only a portion of his soul that returned, yet it was already terrifying to this extent.    

If the shadow was fully awakened, what kind of level would it reach? What kind of astonishing strength would it possess?    

How terrifying would it be if this person was revived in a complete state?    

Sensing the shocking heavenly might that erupted at the border, the people in the Middle Continent who wanted to use Emperor Mara as a Dao-Seeking Rock were extremely wary of the ancient Eastern Wastelands at this moment.    

Even though the Eastern Wastelands had been declining in their eyes for a long time and there were no strong people on the surface, they did not dare to act rashly.    

The sudden explosion of afterimages and the souls that had gathered from the void made these strong people extremely fearful, and their hearts were filled with fear.    

These powerful warriors of the Central Plains had all understood a principle. Even a camel that had died of being thin had a few pounds of meat, and even a rotten boat had a few pounds of nails.    

The Eastern Wastelands had indeed fallen in comparison to its glorious era. It was true that there were not many powerful warriors in the world, but it did not mean that there were no powerful warriors in the Eastern Wastelands at all. It did not mean that the Eastern Wastelands did not have any power. They still had some strange tricks up their sleeves. There were some powerful warriors hidden in the world, and all of these were the confidence of the Eastern Wastelands.    

Anyone who wanted to tear apart the ancient contract would have to consider this point and whether they had the ability to deal with all of the trump cards of the Eastern Wastelands.    

At least for now, many of them had thoughts of retreating, and they had given up on the idea of invading the Eastern Wastelands en masse.    

They did not want to face the Eastern Wastelands, which had all sorts of mysterious means.    

At this moment, there were not many people who were optimistic about Emperor Mara. They all thought that he could not resist the afterimages that could stir the sky and affect the laws.    

The soul light on the remnant soul's body became increasingly bright. The dark clouds in the sky began to twist and turn, forming a huge vortex.    

The clouds in the sky rapidly rotated in the sky. There were terrifying lightning interweaving within the clouds. Destructive might erupted from within the dark clouds. With a glance at the myriad of phenomena, the sky was filled with shattered spatial cracks.    

It was as if there was nothing in this world that could bear such ferocious might.    

Emperor Morat, who was fighting with the emperor's blade, had a very grim expression as he felt such a terrifying pressure.    

At this moment, he also felt a great threat, as if he was about to die.    

Emperor Morat never would have thought that the opponent's so-called summoning battle spirit would be so terrifying. The opponent's means were so terrifying.    

This kind of pressure was already enough to compare with the peak Martial Emperors.    

There was no need to guess what the Sage Soul was. Emperor Moru also knew the origin of the opponent's summoning battle spirit. Only such a battle spirit could unleash such a powerful power.    

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"    

"Roar!"    

The ancestral altar shook violently as low and deep roars of thunder continuously rang out. The sounds grew louder and louder.    

As the sounds rang out, a large number of spatial cracks appeared in the sky. It was as if the heavens and the earth were collapsing.    

A remnant soul condensed from the ancestral altar. The world within a hundred mile radius instantly turned completely dark. Other than this soul light, there was no other light in the world. It completely sank into darkness.    

The sun seemed to have disappeared at this moment.    

Three human figures were flying towards the border of the Eastern Wastelands at an astonishing speed. These three people were Jiang Chengzi, Sword Emperor Wusheng, and Ao Lingchen.    

After killing the three Prospective Emperor warriors, Jiang Chengzi had just come to the Eastern Wastelands to find out what had happened here.    

Just as he was about to leave, Ao Lingchen and Sword Emperor Wusheng woke up in the forbidden area of Saint Asura Sect.    

Therefore, Jiang Chengzi chose to return to the forbidden area.    

Not long after he returned to the forbidden area, Jiang Chengzi brought the two of them to the border of Eastern Wastelands.    

He knew that a great battle that could shake the heaven and earth might have taken place in this place. He would definitely rush there to watch the battle and find the opportunity to step into the Martial Sovereign realm.    

Since these two little fellows had awakened from their injuries and returned to their peak state... He would go alone, and bring them along as well. Therefore, in the end, Jiang Chengzi also brought these two little fellows along, and brought the two of them to the Eastern Wastelands.    

Who would have thought that before they even got close to the border of the Eastern Wastelands, strange phenomena would happen again and again in the world? First, it was the pressure from the Ninth Heaven, and not long after that, the entire world became pitch black, and they could not even see their own fingers in front of them.    

This kind of change also shocked the three of them.    

Even Jiang Chengzi, who had stepped into the Prospective Emperor, felt a little nervous in his heart at this moment.    

The reversal of the heavenly phenomena and the supreme pressure made his scalp tingle. He had no idea what was happening in front of him.    

He was wondering if he had made a mistake by bringing Ao Lingchen and Sword Emperor Wusheng along with him.    

If there was really something terrifying happening here, and if something unexpected happened, causing all three of them to die here, then the Saint Asura Sect would be finished.    

The Saint Asura Sect, which had just reached its peak, was defeated because of this.    

However, they had already reached this place. Judging from the source of the commotion, they were only about thirty miles away from this place. Wouldn't that mean that they would miss out on a great opportunity and a chance to witness a world-shaking battle?    

With the mentality of taking things as they came, Jiang Chengzi brought Ao Lingchen and Sword Emperor Wusheng to the front. He wanted to see what kind of an amazing overlord could cause such a huge change in the weather.    

He wanted to see a true battle between the two of them. He wanted to see a true battle between the two of them.    

When Jiang Chengzi brought the two of them to the source of the commotion, the Ancestral Altar was located.    

The hazy shadow also became more and more solid. The soul shadow's eyes, the soul light that blossomed from them, became even more brilliant. The supreme aura in the sky and the earth enveloped the entire world.    

Emperor Mo Luo forcefully killed the emperor blade. He domineeringly shattered the emperor blade that was charging towards him. When he destroyed it, he also stared at the shadow in front of him with a solemn expression. He looked at the flowing light that was standing in the middle of the altar.    

At this moment, Emperor Mo Luo was facing a great enemy. It was as if he had encountered an unprecedented powerful enemy. All of the blood on his body boiled at this moment. A dense killing intent erupted from his body.    

He knew that what should come had come in the end.    

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