Chapter 475: Dao Ancestor Realm

At this moment, Kun Buxiu gripped his battle axe tightly, his bronze‑like muscles tensing in blocks, his tiger eyes fixed on the ever‑churning, increasingly terrifying dark aura deep within the Other Shore camp; his voice rose like a muffled thunder, heavy beyond concealment:

"Damn it! The Other Shore has truly gone mad this time! Night Clan, Blood Clan, Corpse Clan, Ghost Clan, Nether Clan… the top‑ranking supreme races have practically brought out all their assets!"

"Just the Immortal Kings currently showing up—if I roughly count them, there are no fewer than fifteen!"

"The Blood Clan's swarm of vampiric bats' Xue Hai Grand Array even blankets half the battlefield; wherever it passes, our side's Blood Qi and vitality are forcibly stripped and devoured… If we keep fighting like this, the lads below won't hold out much longer!"

Yang Buyi furrowed his brows, the wrinkles on his face as deep as knife cuts; his wooden staff gave a slight thud, sending an invisible ripple outward that modestly steadied his side's somewhat turbulent Dao Rhythm realm. In a deep voice he said, "It doesn't end there. Brother Kun, have you sensed it? Deep within that darkness… there is something even more dreadful, awakening, drawing near… that aura… makes my heart race, as if confronting a natural predator!"

Another Titan, a prince from some Immortal Dynasty, turned pale and trembled as he said, "It's the old monsters of the Night Clan and Blood Clan! They… they really intend to step onto the field themselves?! According to past tacit agreements, a Dark Being of this tier shouldn't appear so early…"

"Bullshit tacit agreement!" Kun Buxiu shouted angrily, a hint of bloodshot veins flashing in his eyes, "With Ye Junlin and Xue Jianchen dead, the Night Clan and Blood Clan have long been blood‑eyed! What other damn rules are there to speak of! They now only want to tear us apart and trample the Bian Huang!"

Yang Buyi inhaled deeply, drawing in air thick with blood and the scent of destruction; his hoarse voice carried a barely perceptible tremor, his pupils suddenly contracting to the size of a needle tip as he stared fixedly at the sudden, boiling dark vortex behind the Other Shore camp, as if linked to the source of the Nine Abyss Hell.

"Bad! It's coming! That aura… can't be mistaken! It's the Night Clan's Eternal Night Extinction Dao Rhythm and the Blood Clan's Myriad Transformations Xue Hai Origin! I'm afraid… at least… it's the Dark Being of the Dao Ancestor Realm! Moreover… more than one!"

"What?! Dao Ancestor Realm?!" At those words, all the Nine Heavens Titans, including Kun Buxiu, underwent a drastic change of complexion, their hearts suddenly sinking!

Dao Ancestor Realm!

The Origin Dao Realm's Third Realm, a being only a step away from the legendary Quasi‑Supreme!

Figures of this caliber, in any major power across the Nine Heavens Ten Earths, are like Elder‑ancestor‑level Sea‑Calming Divine Needles—hardly ever deployed lightly.

And the Other Shore, for this Border Pass, has apparently dispatched at least two at once?

Or are they from the most enraged Night Clan and Blood Clan?

"What do we do?!" The Immortal Dynasty prince's voice even changed pitch, "Here, the highest cultivators are only Brother Kun and Elder Yang, both at the peak of the Dao Void Realm—how can we resist two Dao Ancestor Realms? Moreover, the oppression they bring…"

Another Titan, an elder from some Great Sect, wore a gray‑defeated complexion and said in despair, "I've heard that other crucial nodes in the Bian Huang have also faced fierce attacks from the Other Shore; those who have reached the Dao Lord Realm and even the Dao Ancestor Realm—the supreme beings—have been held in check, unable to spare a body to aid us here!"

"Damn it! Could this Iron Wall Pass truly be breached by our hands today?!"

Kun Buxiu's eyes turned blood‑red, the veins on his axe‑gripping arm bulging, a wave of tragic grandeur and resentment roiling in his chest.

He knew that if this place fell, a vast Star Domain behind would have its gates torn open, and countless beings would face a cataclysmic annihilation!

"Where are our reinforcements?! The Great Thousand Divine Universe, the Ye Clan, the Kun Clan's main house, and those Peerless Sacred Realms… why hasn't their support arrived yet?!"

Someone let out a hoarse roar, gazing toward the still‑calm starry sky behind, eyes filled with anxiety and hope.

Yet, distant water cannot quench a nearby fire.

The terrifying oppressive force spreading from the deep darkness of the Other Shore surged like a tangible tsunami, making this Void itself emit a strained groan!

The brutal clamor of battle below seemed to wane at this moment; whether Nine Heavens warriors or Other Shore troops, they instinctively slowed their movements, staring upward in terror.

Boom——!!!

Accompanied by a terrifying roar as if the heavens' stars exploded simultaneously, the two long‑brewed, primeval‑beast‑like auras finally shattered the darkness's shackles and descended here!

Above the Other Shore camp, space shattered with a thunderous crack like a mirror!

Two towering, terrifying figures, each surrounded by a dread aura that twisted the very Dao laws into mournful wails, stepped out from within in a single stride!

The one on the left was wholly shrouded in pure, ultimate darkness that seemed capable of devouring all light and hope, with only a vague humanoid outline barely discernible.

Around it floated endless shadows of the Night Kingdom, while the echo of eternal extinction Dao Rhythm resonated; merely being swept by its gaze froze one's soul and withered one's vitality!

It is the Night Clan's Five Ancestor… Ye Jiming!

The one on the right stood amid an endless, surging sea of blood, where billions of beings' wails and struggles roiled like a towering tide!

The stench of the blood sea was overwhelming, yet it also harbored a bizarre, massive Life Essence and destructive power.

At the center of the blood sea, a figure clad in a scarlet blood robe, face concealed in the shadow of a hood, stood upright, twirling a constantly beating crystal heart seemingly condensed from the pure Blood Law!

It is the Blood Clan's Three Ancestor… Xue Lianzi!

The two Dark Beings of the Dao Ancestor Realm descended together!

Their overwhelming might instantly overpowered every aura on the battlefield, becoming the absolute focal point of this field!

"Salutations, Lord Five Ancestor!!"

"Bowing to Lord Three Ancestor!!!"

Below, countless Other Shore beings, regardless of race or cultivation level, all fervently knelt, emitting a mountain‑roaring, sea‑splashing chorus of worship that nearly shattered the shattered starry sky!

And across the Nine Heavens, all Titans—including Kun Buxiu, Yang Buyi, and the blood‑soaked warriors below—now felt a chilling cold and despair emanating from the depths of their souls, like an invisible shackle that instantly strangled their throats!

The Night Clan's Five Ancestor Ye Jiming's voice, indifferent and merciless as ancient ice, rose slowly, devoid of any emotion, yet clearly echoed across every corner of the battlefield:

"Nine Heavens ants… slay our clan's Qilin Child; today… we shall offer the blood souls of billions of beings at this pass as a burial for Ye Junlin..."

The Blood Clan's Three Ancestor Xue Lianzi let out a chilling hoarse cackle, the blood‑colored heart in his hand jolting violently.

"Tsk tsk… what a delicious Blood Qi, what a thriving vitality… this ancestor's Myriad Transformations Xue Hai is already… ravenously thirsty!"

Boom—!!

The moment the words fell, an even more ferocious, more despair‑inducing terrifying pressure, like two primeval demon mountains, crashed down upon the already trembling Iron Wall Pass defenses with a thunderous crush!