Fantasy: Start with 3,000 Saint Realms and create Yama Palace

An unspeakable palpitation spread, making it hard to breathe. The immense pressure was impossible to resist, and the souls of many disciples couldn't help but tremble.

This was the terrifying power of five hundred Saints. Once their divine might was unleashed, it shook the heavens and the earth. All living beings were filled with fear and trepidation.

"Five hundred Saints, do we still have a chance?"

"There's no chance. Destruction is inevitable."

"This Yama Palace really thinks highly of our Myriad Demons Sect. To destroy us, they actually mobilized five hundred Saints. You should know that even when dealing with the ancient royal family, there weren't this many Saints."

"Why? Why are the people from Yama Palace attacking us? Our Myriad Demons Sect doesn't seem to have offended Yama Palace, right?"

Under the boundless pressure, all the disciples of the Myriad Demons Sect were in despair.

Whether they were ordinary disciples or genius disciples,

under this pressure, there was no difference.

They were all like ants, like ants in the face of a storm. When the torrential rain falls, even if you are strong,

you are still just an ant and will be destroyed in an instant.

There was no escape from death.

It's just that many disciples didn't understand; they hadn't offended Yama Palace.

Why were the people from Yama Palace trying to kill them?

Not only the disciples thought so.

The elders of the Myriad Demons Sect also felt the same.

At this moment,

the white-haired old man, who looked like a demon, was silent for a moment and said to Feng Yu, "Friends from Yama Palace, judging from your words, you are here on a mission."

"I just want to know, when did my Myriad Demons Sect provoke your Yama Palace's Divine Son?"

"If it is our fault, I can hand over the person who provoked you at that time for you to deal with!"

"Or is it because of the Luo Tian Dao Sect?"

Five hundred Saints were too terrifying.

The white-haired old man was so scared that he lowered his head.

At the same time,

he also wanted to figure out when the Myriad Demons Sect had offended Yama Palace, so much so that Yama Palace would want to massacre them.

"Useless!"

"The Divine Son ordered that not a single person from the Myriad Demons Sect should be left alive!"

Begging for mercy?

Impossible.

Feng Yu directly blocked this path.

Feng Chen had given a death order, and he would only execute Feng Chen's orders. No matter what these people did, it was impossible to change Feng Yu's thinking or his actions.

In short,

today,

the Myriad Demons Sect must be destroyed.

Either that, or Feng Yu and the others would all die.

There were only these two outcomes.

"You don't need to beg for mercy from the outside. The surrounding void has all been sealed off by us, and the heavenly secrets have also been obscured. No matter what means you use, it is impossible to send a message out from here."

"Instead of dragging out the time and seeking help from the outside, you might as well obediently accept your death."

As soon as these words came out,

the white-haired old man's expression changed slightly. He was indeed stalling for time just now, in order to send the message out, hoping to seek some reinforcements.

In that case, they would also have a glimmer of hope.

Who knew?

Feng Yu directly blocked all their paths. In order to destroy them, they had made complete preparations.

They didn't leave them a shred of possibility.

"Kill!"

Feng Yu was too lazy to say anything more. The sooner he completed the task, the sooner he could return to Feng Chen's side.

Rumble.

Upon hearing the order, everyone in Yama Palace took action. More than five hundred Saints launched an offensive, and the astonishing power swept out, erupting with a monstrous force, ravaging the surroundings.

"Activate the Grand Formation!"

The people of the Myriad Demons Sect did not sit still and wait for death.

At the moment when the people of Yama Palace took action, all the Saints of the Myriad Demons Sect took action almost at the same time.

However, they did not attack the people of Yama Palace, but instead activated the sect-protecting grand formation of the Myriad Demons Sect.

As everyone's energy poured in, a ray of light rose from the entire Myriad Demons Sect, gathering into a protective shield.

Enveloping everyone in front of them.

"A futile effort!"

Feng Yu looked at the grand formation with cold eyes.

As long as it wasn't an Emperor-level grand formation, it was impossible to stop them.

Boom.

The power of five hundred Saints converged, forming an extremely terrifying divine ability, and rushed into the grand formation in one fell swoop.

Crack.

Suddenly,

a crack appeared in the grand formation, and then the cracks continued to spread, spreading around like a spider web.

Before long,

crack.

The entire grand formation shattered like glass.

Under the combined force of five hundred Saints, this grand formation was like paper, vulnerable to a single blow.

It didn't give the people of the Myriad Demons Sect any hope at all.

"Quickly awaken the ancestor!"

The white-haired old man roared at the crowd below.

With the mountain-protecting formation gone, they had no ability to contend with the five hundred Saints of Yama Palace.

Once the five hundred Saints took action,

none of the people present would survive.

But if they could awaken the ancestor,

perhaps there was still a glimmer of hope.

After all,

the ancestor was a Quasi-Emperor powerhouse.

Although he didn't have much lifespan left, at this critical moment of life and death, the ancestor might not be able to turn the tide.

Rumble.

Just at this moment,

a sword qi pierced through from a distance, instantly piercing through the white-haired old man.

Cough cough.

The white-haired old man crushed the sword qi and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

And this was just a scene in the battlefield.

Divine powers raged.

A Saint was simply unable to contend and was completely submerged by countless divine powers.

His body shattered and his soul was torn apart.

In an instant, he fell on the spot.

A Saint was considered a peerless powerhouse in the Canglan Realm.

But in the face of this level of battlefield, they appeared extremely powerless, even not much stronger than ordinary disciples.

Rumble.

Just at this moment,

deep within the Myriad Demons Sect, a boundless pressure descended, and a terrifying aura gradually recovered.

The boundless aura spread, sweeping across the surroundings.

At this moment,

Feng Yu and the others had solemn expressions and felt the pressure.

Without a doubt, the person with such an aura,

was none other than a Quasi-Emperor.

It's just that although this aura was overbearing and had the powerful pressure to sweep across the galaxy, the aura was somewhat weak.

This was a symbol of not having much lifespan left and the decline of vitality.

The Quasi-Emperor of the Myriad Demons Sect had lived for too many years, and even if he had been sleeping, his lifespan was already running out.