Chapter 930: The Ominous Clan's Heaven-Defying Essence

Just as the words fell!

"Boom—!!!"

From the direction of the No Return Realm, another aura terrifying to the extreme erupted!

The strength of this aura was not inferior to An Jiutianxie's in the slightest!

A black ominous pillar of light shot into the sky, dyeing half the sky ink-black.

A taller and more burly black figure stepped on heavy black clouds and slowly descended onto the battlefield.

Thick ominous chains were wrapped around his body, hung with withered bones; every step he took, the wailing sounds of countless wronged souls arose.

The second Transcendent of the ominous faction had descended!

"Not good!"

The Chaos Dragon Lord's expression changed in horror, and his heart sank suddenly.

One-on-one, he could still fight An Jiutianxie to a draw.

But if two ominous Transcendents joined forces, he absolutely could not block them!

"Heh, don't struggle, Chaos Dragon Lord."

An Jiutianxie revealed a playful smile, his tone full of the smugness of victory in his grasp:

"This place is your burial ground."

Then his gaze turned to the second Transcendent who had descended, and he said in a deep voice:

"An Batianxie, come quickly, and destroy the Chaos Dragon Lord with me first."

"Good."

An Batianxie's voice was low and hoarse, like two giant rocks rubbing together.

He didn't waste a single word; his figure moved, transforming into black lightning, and joined the battle.

The two ominous Transcendents, one on the left and one on the right, in a pincer formation, surrounded and attacked the Chaos Dragon Lord!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

In an instant, the three of them exchanged dozens of rounds.

Fighting one against two, the Chaos Dragon Lord instantly fell into a disadvantage.

The golden radiance of the Imperial Dragon Halberd was constantly compressed by the boundless black ominous power, and the protective dragon light flickered violently, uncertain.

"Pfft—"

After taking a "Ominous Soul-Locking Chain" from An Batianxie head-on, the Chaos Dragon Lord's face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of golden dragon blood.

His figure staggered back several steps.

"Lord!"

The Undying War God below saw this scene, his eyes splitting, and he roared, wanting to rush up to help.

"Don't come over!"

The Chaos Dragon Lord shouted sharply.

How could the Undying War God be qualified to intervene in a battle at the Transcendent level?

If the Undying War God came up, he would only be ground into dust by the aftermath instantly, sacrificing himself in vain.

"I can still hold on!"

The Chaos Dragon Lord wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, the fighting spirit in his eyes not only not diminishing but becoming even more intense.

He gripped the Imperial Dragon Halberd tightly, the dragon might around him surging again; even trapped in a desperate situation, he had no intention of retreating.

In his life, he had campaigned countless times and had never fled before a battle.

Behind him was the defense line of the myriad races of the heavens; if he retreated one step, behind him would be a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

It was just a death battle, what was there to fear?

Just at this critical moment!

"Ning Clan Space Dao, one thought settles the universe."

A clear, peaceful, yet supremely majestic voice sounded leisurely.

The voice was not loud, but it clearly entered the ears of everyone on the battlefield.

The next moment!

The fatal claw that An Batianxie swung toward the Chaos Dragon Lord's back actually stopped in mid-air!

The surrounding space was like solidified amber, firmly imprisoning An Batianxie's figure in place!

"Who is it?!"

An Batianxie was both shocked and angry, frantically driving the ominous power, but it could only cause ripples in the solidified space, completely unable to break free.

A young old man dressed in a plain white robe, looking unrestrained and unconventional, walked slowly out of the void.

His figure was thin, his face was clear and lean, and his eyes were as deep as the starry sky, as if containing the world-destroying light of opening heaven and earth.

It was none other than the founder of the Ancient Ning Clan... the First Founding Ancestor... Ning Wujiu!

He was a true Transcendent!

"Founding Ancestor!"

On the defense line below, Ning Wushuang saw that figure, his whole body shaking violently, and an expression of unbelievable ecstasy appeared on his face.

Since he was young, he had heard the legends of the First Founding Ancestor from the elders of the clan, knowing that the Founding Ancestor had already been in seclusion for endless eons, with life and death unknown.

Unexpectedly, today, in such a desperate situation, he had seen the true body of the Founding Ancestor!

Ning Wujiu turned his head slightly, nodded gently toward Ning Wushuang below, with a hint of approval in his gaze.

Then he raised his eyes to look at the battlefield and flicked his sleeve robe lightly.

"Crack—!!!"

The space imprisoning An Batianxie shattered instantly, and along with the space fragments, the protective ominous light on An Batianxie's body also cracked.

An Batianxie groaned and flew backward for tens of billions of light-years before barely stabilizing his figure.

The look in his eyes as he looked at Ning Wujiu was full of dread.

"Ning Wujiu, you are actually still alive."

An Jiutianxie's face was so gloomy that water could drip from it, and he said through gritted teeth.

The Ancient Ning Clan's Founding Ancestor, Ning Wujiu, used the Space Dao to prove the Transcendent path; he was elusive and unpredictable.

During the Great Tribulation of that year, this person had displayed great power and was famously fierce.

They had thought that Ning Wujiu had already passed away in the long river of time, but unexpectedly, he had actually lived to this epoch.

"As long as the heavens do not perish, I shall not die."

Ning Wujiu spoke indifferently, his figure flickered, and he appeared beside the Chaos Dragon Lord.

He looked at the Chaos Dragon Lord and nodded slightly:

"Dragon Lord, long time no see."

"Brother Ning."

The Chaos Dragon Lord let out a sigh of relief, a smile appearing on his face.

With Ning Wujiu's help, two against two, they had the strength to fight.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go together and kill them!"

An Jiutianxie roared, looked at An Batianxie, and rushed up again.

"Fight!"

The Chaos Dragon Lord and Ning Wujiu responded in unison and met them at the same time.

The four Transcendents fought together again.

Golden dragon might, white space power, and black ominous power collided wildly in the air, erupting in bursts of terrifying, world-destroying fluctuations.

The soldiers below saw Ning Wujiu appear and stabilize the situation, and their morale was instantly boosted; the shouts of killing shook the heavens and earth, and the counterattack became increasingly fierce.

However, no one expected that this was just the beginning.

Within the next few days, terrifying Transcendent auras erupted continuously from the direction of the No Return Realm.

Transcendents of the ominous faction, like bamboo shoots after a rain, descended onto the battlefield one after another.

The third! The fourth! The fifth!

For every additional ominous Transcendent, the pressure on the side of the heavens and myriad realms became a point heavier.

Fortunately, the ancient existences of the heavens and myriad realms also sensed the arrival of the world-ending Great Tribulation and woke up from their slumber one after another, crossing space-time to come.

The Supreme Sword Emperor had arrived!

He carried an ancient long sword on his back, his white hair like snow, his face cold and stern.

Before he arrived, his sword intent had already arrived; a pale sword light that traversed the galaxy slashed down, forcibly forcing an ominous Transcendent back.

The Galaxy Blade Ancestor had arrived!

He held a star long blade, his figure burly, his voice like a booming bell.

With one slash, the galaxy behind him rolled backward, the blade qi extending for hundreds of millions of miles, the momentum monstrous.

The Heaven-Swallowing Bull Lord had arrived!

He transformed into a ten-thousand-foot green bull, his horns topping the sky, a bull roar shattering the firmament; with one inhalation, he swallowed hundreds of thousands of the ominous army into his belly, domineering and peerless.

The Dung Sea Mad Maggot Emperor had arrived!

His figure was hidden in black mist, countless tiny maggots forming a worm tide; wherever they passed, ominous living beings were gnawed until only white bones remained, extremely strange.

The Supreme Horse Emperor had arrived!

He transformed into a spirited white horse, his speed reaching the extreme, shuttling through all parts of the battlefield, his hooves shattering the void, specializing in reaping the lives of enemy commanders, and no one could block him.

The White Tiger Empress had arrived!

She wore white-gold battle armor, her face beautiful but cold as frost, the white tiger phantom behind her roaring, her divine claws tearing the firmament, the aura of slaughter shooting straight into the clouds.

Thus, on the side of the heavens and myriad realms, including the Chaos Dragon Lord and Ning Wujiu, a total of eight Transcendents had all arrived.

Although it seemed like quite a few.

But this was almost all the hidden essence of the entire heavens and myriad realms in the current epoch, almost all of them had come out.

Each one was a world-dominating old monster who had lived for several epochs and crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

They were the last trump cards of the heavens and myriad realms.

And looking at the ominous faction of the No Return Realm.

Besides An Jiutianxie and An Batianxie, a full ten more Transcendents had descended!

This already made a full twelve Transcendents. ===== CHAPTER 931 =====