Ling Fan moved through the battlefield almost at will, his path a complete slaughter. Without the intervention of a Ninth-Tier Heavenly Emperor, no one could stop him.
"Sword One!"
Behind the Crown Prince of the Divine Artifact Tower, several powerful figures materialized, all wielding various weapons: sabers, spears, axes, and hammers. Each of their auras was no weaker than that of Sword One.
"Shatter him into a thousand pieces and avenge Sword One."
The Crown Prince of the Divine Artifact Tower spoke with a cold expression and boundless killing intent.
"Yes, Crown Prince!"
Six Eighth-Tier Heavenly Emperors from the Divine Artifact Tower responded and stepped forward.
"Sky Splitting Three Forms!"
"Cang Point Break!"
"Star Shattering Sky Burning Strike!"
"Nine Extremes Void Annihilation Slash!"
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A series of terrifying attacks converged on Ling Fan from all directions. Even Ling Fan's resilient physique felt a piercing chill and immense pressure. Facing the combined assault of six peak Eighth-Tier Heavenly Emperors would require a peak Eighth-Tier Heavenly Emperor to go all out.
"Heh, it's just right to test the current power of the Yan Luo Hall!"
Ling Fan's eyes blazed with fighting spirit. He had replaced all eighteen formation eyes in the Yan Luo Hall with Seventh-Tier Heavenly Emperor level puppets. Even the two core formation eyes were suppressed by two Eighth-Tier Heavenly Emperor puppets. The current power was a world of difference from before.
Just as Ling Fan was preparing to sweep away these six Eighth-Tier Heavenly Emperors, a large hand reached out from afar. The attacks of the six Eighth-Tier Heavenly Emperors from the Divine Artifact Tower struck this hand but remained unmoving. Instead, the six Eighth-Tier Heavenly Emperors coughed up blood and were sent flying backward.
Ling Fan turned his head to see that it was the Wu family's old ancestor who had made his move. However, as soon as the Wu family's old ancestor acted, he immediately drew the counterattacks of the You family's old ancestor and the Crown Prince of the Divine Artifact Tower.
Boom boom boom!
The vast and majestic aura of Ninth-Tier Heavenly Emperors swept across the endless firmament, threatening to shatter heaven and earth.
"Brother Song, help me!"
The Wu family's old ancestor felt immense pressure and called out for help. But a cunning laugh echoed from behind him.
"Old Wu, hold on. The two of us combined are no match for the Crown Prince of the Divine Artifact Tower. I'm going into the palace ruins to improve my strength and will be out to help you shortly!"
The Wu family's old ancestor was shocked. While enduring the fierce attacks of the two Ninth-Tier Heavenly Emperors, he looked back to find that Emperor Tian Song had already stealthily approached the phantom of the palace drifting in the deep space of the Heavenly Realm.
Emperor Tian Song waved his hand, and a magnificent treasure ship, crystal clear and crafted from countless gemstones, shot out and instantly tore through space, carrying Emperor Tian Song into the spatial turbulence.
"A treasure ship entirely made of void crystals!"
This surprised not only the Wu family's old ancestor but also the Crown Prince of the Divine Artifact Tower and the You family's old ancestor. Originally, the palace was situated in the depths of time and space. It appeared close at hand but was actually as far as the horizon. The countless spatial turbulences served as the best natural defense for this palace. Even Ninth-Tier Heavenly Emperors dared not rashly enter such deep spatial layers, lest they be eternally banished into the spatial turbulence of the Heavenly Realm, let alone reach the palace ruins. Only Emperor-level powerhouses could not only easily traverse billions of spatial turbulences but also build an unyielding palace within such turbulent flows.
But now, Emperor Tian Song had somehow found a treasure ship entirely crafted from void crystals, a powerful tool for traversing spatial turbulence! Its value was immeasurable. Seeing this, the Crown Prince of the Heavenly Court's Divine Artifact Tower and the You family's old ancestor no longer bothered with the Wu family's old ancestor. They both moved towards Emperor Tian Song in perfect synchronization. If Emperor Tian Song got there first, no one could predict what might happen.
The Wu family's old ancestor gritted his teeth and followed.
Ling Fan did not rush to follow. He was the true master of the palace, and no one understood it better than he did. He turned abruptly and fixed his gaze on the six Eighth-Tier Heavenly Emperors of the Heavenly Court's Divine Artifact Tower. The six Eighth-Tier Heavenly Emperors had been heavily injured by the Wu family's old ancestor just moments ago, making it the perfect time to strike while they were down.
The six Eighth-Tier Heavenly Emperors of the Divine Artifact Tower were in the midst of a killing spree, completely unaware that Ling Fan dared to target them.
Boom!
Ling Fan descended before the six like an invincible war god. The six were startled, then sneered.
"Damn it, you little brat, have you eaten the heart of a bear or the gall of a leopard? We haven't found you yet, and you've come to throw yourself into the net."
A burly man with black hair, holding a ghost-headed saber, stared at Ling Fan with a sinister grin. This burly man was Dao Yi, one of the seven weapon lords of the Divine Artifact Tower. He had achieved great military exploits and killed countless people while conquering the Qi Prefecture for the Heavenly Court's Divine Artifact Tower. The other five weapon lords of the Divine Artifact Tower surrounded Ling Fan in tacit understanding.
"Kill!!"
The burly man wasted no words. With a roar, a terrifying, boundless saber energy tore through the vast firmament. The other five were not idle. Almost simultaneously, five terrifying attacks poured down like a mountain's roar and a sea's surge.
Everyone else was startled by the commotion and stopped fighting, looking towards them in horror. Ling Fan sneered, and his physical body suddenly erupted with surging blood and qi, illuminating half the sky. With a boom, he transformed into a divine dragon seemingly forged from molten iron and bronze. An indestructible aura emanated from him, his powerful dragon body crushing heaven and earth. The attacks of the six weapon lords of the Divine Artifact Tower landed on Ling Fan, causing no harm.
"What kind of monster is he!"
"Is he from the Heavenly Dragon Realm? No, that's not right. Even a powerhouse from the Heavenly Dragon Realm wouldn't have such terrifying physical strength!"
The six were struck with dread. If they were at their peak, they might have been able to contend with Ling Fan through their combined efforts. However, having been heavily injured by the Wu family's old ancestor, their strength had significantly diminished, and they were no match for Ling Fan.
Bang!
The most ferocious, Dao Yi, was smashed into pieces by Ling Fan's dragon body. Before he could reform his body, a dragon claw descended from the sky, instantly suppressing him into the Samsara Divine Cauldron.
"Brother Dao!"
The remaining five let out roars of heartbreak. The seven weapon lords of the Divine Artifact Tower were brothers who had shared life and death for countless years. Now that Ling Fan had killed two of them, how could the remaining five not be enraged? But they could only rage in vain. In the face of Ling Fan's indestructible and immensely powerful dragon body, they lacked even the qualification to resist and were soon defeated one by one by Ling Fan.
For a time, the depths of the Wu family fell into deathly silence. The powerhouses of the Heavenly Court's Divine Artifact Tower and the You family trembled uncontrollably as they looked at the ferocious and peerless Ling Fan.
"Wu family head, you can clean up the mess."
Ling Fan said indifferently. Then, he turned and tore through space, stepping into the extremely perilous spatial turbulence. He had basically suppressed all the Eighth-Tier Heavenly Emperors and above from the Heavenly Court's Divine Artifact Tower and the You family. He believed the Wu family could handle the remaining stragglers on their own.
"Ah!"
Wu Hengnan, a beat slow, snapped out of his shock.
"Young Master Ling, you must not go!"
He wanted to warn Ling Fan not to enter the spatial turbulence, as he would be lost in the depths of the Heavenly Realm's time and space. However, Ling Fan had already entered. Although he didn't seem far, he might already be in some time and space millions or even billions of miles away.