Chapter 973: Jin Zhu Shengzu

In the star Xu sky, the golden light formed by Jin Zhu Shengzu Ju Xi flowed through the void like a dreamlike golden stream, appearing slow.

Yet in the blink of an eye, it appeared on the other side of the starry sky.

In the blink of an eye, it traversed sixty to seventy thousand li.

The speed was extremely fast.

Jin Zhu Shengzu could not afford to be slow.

Ju Ling, this Middle Prohibition Emperor, directly sent him an emergency alert for aid—something exceedingly rare.

As the ruler of the Jin Zhu Sacred Clan, he had witnessed countless deaths and births of bloodlines over thousands of years.

Even world-class geniuses whom he had personally blessed and touched on the crown, destined to forge a direct bloodline, had fallen in battle—such as Ju Zhang from earlier years.

He had personally examined their bones and tested their blood; such a genius was certain to become a True Person if they grew safely.

Yet they still perished in that mysterious star region.

But death was death.

Over the long river of time, one would find that geniuses were the most abundant thing in this world.

But at the level of Emperor, it was different.

Emperor-level warriors were the true foundation of every clan.

Among the Twelve Sacred Clans, each clan had only a handful of Emperor-level warriors.

Lose one, and you lose one.

And they could not be replenished in a short time.

Within the Jin Zhu Sacred Clan, a new Emperor might not emerge in a hundred years.

This showed how precious Emperor-level warriors were.

The Middle Prohibition Emperor was even more so.

Every Jin Zhu Sacred Clan Emperor could directly appeal to him for aid.

So the moment he received Ju Ling’s emergency alert, Jin Zhu Shengzu set out immediately.

His speed was extremely fast, but due to the immense distance, it still took him slightly over half a moment to reach the location where Ju Ling had launched the Emperor-only prohibition domain alert.

This alert fused with the Emperor’s own Dao prohibition domain power; once launched, it left an indelible imprint on the local Dao origin, nearly impossible to erase.

The instant he arrived, golden light flashed fiercely on Jin Zhu Shengzu’s golden horn, and his expression turned grim.

Ju Ling was gone.

Yet he faintly sensed Ju Ling’s lingering aura, and the unique aura of the Jin Zhu Sacred Clan’s bloodline.

Golden ripples emanated from his forehead horn as he activated the nearby Dao origin power, striving to sense everything that had occurred at this location.

The more he sensed, the darker his face became.

From the existing auras, Ju Ling had likely met with misfortune.

But normally, this was impossible.

With Ju Ling’s strength, even two Middle Prohibition Emperors could not hold him.

Even a Grand Prohibition Emperor could not guarantee his death—he still had a chance to escape.

Unless it was the very top-tier Grand Prohibition Emperor, like the commander of the Hong Luan War Zone.

But both sides had long maintained an understanding—this should not have happened!

“Ju Ling’s aura remains, along with the aura of a Fifth-Catastrophe True Person, and another Star-Controlling Emperor who specializes in Thunder or Space…”

“But the main force should be a Space Emperor?”

“Yet this aura feels chaotic!”

“Is this the signature of the Silver Wing Clan’s Silver Thread Strangle?”

“And another subtle space aura—this must be their trump card.”

“A Silver Wing Clan Emperor?”

“How could this be?”

Jin Zhu Shengzu frowned tightly; chasing through the trail, he had ended up tracing the Silver Wing Clan’s Emperor.

But this Silver Wing Clan Emperor was unusual too—there was a peculiar energy fluctuation, yet it seemed to have been scrubbed clean, making it hard to discern clearly.

He could only barely memorize fragments of information and followed the lingering aura forward.

Five breaths later, Jin Zhu Shengzu’s face darkened sharply.

“Emperor Long Yu has also fallen in battle.”

“Same energy fluctuations?”

“Same lingering aura of a Silver Wing Clan Space Emperor.”

“But which one exactly? I can’t be sure.”

“This…?”

Jin Zhu Shengzu frowned; previously he had sensed faint traces, but now he sensed nothing at all.

“Within my command, two Emperors have fallen within half a day!”

Although

Never mind—eye for an eye, blood for blood!

If I don’t show my might, Qing Ze will think I’m easy to bully!”

In the next instant, Jin Zhu Shengzu immediately locked onto the direction and surged toward the Giant Star Surge.

At this moment, the battle at the Giant Star Surge was raging fiercely.

But since the two alien Emperors were absent, and after the earlier struggle for the Purple Yuan Bodhi Root, half of the alien Gao Jie True Persons had been killed or severely wounded,

the human forces of the Hong Luan War Zone now held the upper hand.

Added to this, two Emperors occasionally slipped in covert strikes.

Though they could not directly attack enemies, they occasionally used Soul-Spirit techniques to disrupt and influence, creating fatal openings—then alien True Persons were instantly annihilated by human True Persons, leaving no evidence.

Especially when the enemy had no Emperor watching.

Who could prove anything?

Once the Soul-Spirit was damaged and the body obliterated, the soul scattered—no evidence remained.

Or they shielded their own True Persons from fatal blows.

In short, with no Emperor watching over them, the alien True Persons suffered greatly increased losses.

The number of fallen True Persons far exceeded those of the Hong Luan War Zone by ten.

The Hong Luan War Zone not only held a decisive advantage in this battle.

They even had a chance to draw back the Giant Star Realm fragment.

Far away, the rapidly approaching Jin Zhu Shengzu had already sensed this scene—he even sensed Xue Lang Emperor directly using a Soul-Spirit technique to damage a Sixth-Catastrophe True Person, leaving them frozen in place.

Then, like a fool, the human True Persons slashed them down.

Meanwhile, their own Sacred Clan’s True Persons remained oblivious, believing it was normal combat.