Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!-Chapter 806 - 801: Ascension of the Qin Dynasty

As three elders emerged, three auras of peak Golden Immortal power swept through the starfield.

The Radiant Star Domain trembled!

Stars shattered on a grand scale!

The immense pressure caused the soldiers on both sides to feel overwhelmed, temporarily forgetting to wield their weapons and staring blankly at the starry sky.

"Ancient Powerhouses!"

The horned generals of the All Clans looked grave and apprehensive.

Logically, he too was a peak Golden Immortal martial artist, full of vitality and at the peak of his cultivation career, so he should have no fear of three elders with dwindling vitality.

But the reality was quite the opposite.

What is an Ancient Powerhouse?

It refers to martial artists who have lost hope of breakthrough and fallen into slumber!

This type of martial artist has long since become indifferent to life and death and usually fights recklessly once engaged in battle.

"Ancestor!"

Lin Tianyi stepped forward and respectfully saluted.

"Lead the disciples of Guiyuan Sect to break out!"

The elder standing in the middle, with a weathered gaze, surveyed the All Clans army surrounding the Guiyuan Sect, his face cold and filled with a killing aura.

With those words.

Three ancient-looking war swords sliced through the air.

The blades glowed red, soaked in blood, indicating that many lives had perished by these swords.

Sadly, the swords were dull and had several nicks, as if they had been cleaved by supreme divine weapons.

Regrettably, the illustrious swordsmen of yore, once roaming the world with their swords, now had no past glory, spending their days hiding in dark coffins, becoming living corpses.

"And you, ancestors..."

Lin Tianyi felt a tremor in his heart, sensing an ominous premonition.

"With my blood, I protect the future of the sect!"

"With my blood, I defend a corner of the human race!"

"Grown up here, now old, I wish to remain here!"

The three ancestors spoke with smiles, their tone light but which pressed heavily on Lin Tianyi's heart like a boulder, making him unable to breathe or speak.

"Go quickly!"

The middle elder urged, reaching to grasp the war sword before him.

The sword in his hand felt connected by blood, soul-bound, life and death intertwined.

The other two elders chuckled and skillfully wielded their swords, like old friends reunited, ready to fight side by side again.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

The war swords began to tremble, emitting clear sword hums.

They were jubilant, cheering, conveying joy to the swordmasters.

The war swords possessed spirits!

Since the slumber of the three elders, they too were sealed within their sheaths, unable to unleash their sharpness.

"Don't rush!"

"Old companions, today let us battle to our heart's content once more!"

An ancient and bold voice echoed through the starry sky.

In the boundless cosmos, the three burnt their last vitality, as if time had reversed, transforming white hair to black silk, wrinkles to youthful vigor, regaining their youthful appearance.

Their auras grew even stronger, sharper, towering and imposing, shaking the celestial dome.

Infinite killing aura surged, forming three rivers of blood.

The dazzling sword light spread, illuminating the stars, composing a song of life and death.

"Fight!"

The three, with their three swords, charged towards the soldiers of the All Clans.

Facing these three undying ancients, the wise strongmen of the All Clans chose to evade their sharpness, watching from a distance.

Their lives were precious!

They couldn't afford to be in danger!

Boom, boom, boom...

Countless explosions resonated, and in the blink of an eye, thousands upon thousands of All Clans soldiers perished, bodies raining down like a deluge, opening a path through them.

"Go!"

Lin Tianyi gritted his teeth and turned to leave.

The disciples of Guiyuan Sect remained silent, closely following, fighting and retreating, eventually breaking through the encirclement.

Once they had all departed, the three ancestors had almost burnt out their vitality, unable to maintain their youthful forms, reverting to their elderly appearances.

"Kill!"

At this moment, the hiding strongmen of the All Clans roared with anger, attacking from different directions.

After several bouts, the sword of one elder broke, splintering into dozens of fragments, drifting in the starry sky.

"The sword broke!"

"I should go too!"

"In this life, I leave behind too many regrets..."

Staring at the broken sword in his hand, the elder froze, giving a bitter smile, allowing the enemy's attacks to magnify before his eyes, feeling a burst of pain, his body exploded, shattered into pieces.

Death was but a moment.

Yet memories became eternal.

Countless scenes appeared, untouchable, yet vividly clear.

He clearly remembered, during the middle of the Era of Hearth, being born in Guiyuan Sect, when at ten years old, his parents died in battle resisting the invasion of the All Clans, leaving not even their bones.

Afterwards, he vowed revenge, practiced sword day and night, never resting through wind or rain.

Time flew by, he fulfilled his vow, slaying numerous strongmen of the All Clans...

But unexpectedly, he also died at the hands of the All Clans.

Moments later, the other two elders followed, ending their ordinary yet great lives.

"Pff!"

In an unknown distance in the starry sky, Lin Tianyi staggered, suddenly spitting a mouthful of blood.

He clutched his chest, feeling searing pain inside.

"Sect Master!"

Several elders were shocked, hurriedly gathering around.

"It's nothing!"

"Don't mind me, immediately take the disciples to the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains!"

Lin Tianyi gestured, turning to look towards the direction of Guiyuan Sect, even across the vast distance, he could see clouds of blood mist rising, like red gems hanging in the starry sky.

That was the blood of Guiyuan Sect disciples!

That was the blood of the human people under Guiyuan Sect's rule!

This scene was occurring in many places in the Middle Thousand Worlds.

Facing the sudden onslaught of the All Clans, human powers were unprepared, retreating in defeat, losing vast territories.

Like Guiyuan Sect, countless powers activated their ancient reserves, narrowly escaping disaster.

On the path of escape, they all headed in the same direction.

That is...

The Hundred Thousand Great Mountains!

....

Small Thousand World!

Qin Dynasty's Heavenly Court!

The high-ranking officials gathered.

"Esteemed, the Middle Thousand World has erupted in great war, humanity is in jeopardy!"

The solemn hall echoed with Jia Xu's voice: "I have contacted the higher-ups of humanity, currently the myriad worlds are in chaos, the forces of humanity in the Seventh Heaven and the Ninth Heaven have all been drawn into the great war!"

"Adding the turbulent Middle Thousand World, there is already a trend of comprehensive warfare between humanity and the All Clans!"

Zhuge Liang, Guo Jia, Xiao He, and others showed little change in their expressions.

As if they had already expected it.

"General Zhao, how goes your preparations?"

Zhuge Liang gently shook his feather fan and asked Zhao Yun.

The All Clans orchestrated this universe-spanning war to deal with the Qin Dynasty's Heavenly Court.

They certainly cannot stand idly by!

"I can break through to Golden Immortal at any time and ascend with the Nine Provinces Realm!"

Zhao Yun understood Zhuge Liang's meaning and calmly replied, appearing as if breaking through to the Golden Immortal Realm was a trivial task, not worth mentioning.

"We've stayed long enough in the Second Heaven, it's time to move on!"

Zhuge Liang slowly stood, speaking solemnly.

A surge of battle intent erupted!

Wang Jian, Lv Bu, Guo Jia, Xiao He, and others did not object, they all knew that any solution to break the stalemate was through battle.