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

"We'll strike when they're both exhausted," Feng Chen said with a faint smile.

Things had only just begun.

How could he possibly act now?

Half a month later.

The war escalated, and both sides had reached a truly irreconcilable point. Many powerful figures were mobilized, and even old monsters suppressing their foundations had broken through their divine sources and awakened to join the battlefield.

This war was no longer about right or wrong.

No one cared about why it had happened.

Both sides were blinded by rage.

Countless powerhouses were falling every day.

The number of Saints and True Kings who had fallen was also increasing.

And a few days later.

An old Quasi-Emperor monster from the Taiyi Holy Land completely perished on the battlefield.

This was the first Quasi-Emperor to fall.

And it wouldn't be the last.

"Where are the people from the Supreme Dao Sect and the Great Qian Dynasty?!" Taiyi Holy Master roared.

Ever since the war began, he had been seeking help from many people, but these human forces had no intention of intervening.

Mainly because it wasn't easy to intervene.

Because this was a matter between the two sides. If they intervened,

it would represent the human race.

The Primordial Royal Clan wouldn't sit idly by either and would also intervene.

Once.

The two sides truly went to war, the consequences would be unimaginable.

So, in order to maintain balance,

many forces had a tacit understanding.

At first, the Taiyi Holy Master didn't say anything.

But as more and more powerhouses fell, he became anxious and even put aside his plans to deal with the Yama Palace.

Now he was overwhelmed, where would he find the time to think about dealing with the Yama Palace?

"Holy Master!"

"The Teng Snake Clan has brought over the revived Extreme Dao weapon."

An anxious voice rang out.

The expressions of the surrounding people immediately darkened.

The Extreme Dao weapon had entered the field.

This meant that both sides had reached an irreversible point.

"Revive the Extreme Dao weapon!" Taiyi Holy Master said through gritted teeth in a low voice.

Above the starry sky.

Two weapons with divine light stretching ten thousand feet were suspended in the starry sky.

One was a saber, and the other was a spear.

Each weapon had a terrifying aura spreading out.

As if an unparalleled Supreme had revived.

Above the long saber floated a white serpent phantom, which was the will of the Supreme of the Teng Snake Clan from that year.

And above the long spear stood a heroic and divine man, with a demeanor that swallowed the galaxy, as if he were stepping on the entire universe.

The Extreme Dao weapon of the Taiyi Holy Land.

The two great Extreme Dao weapons entered the field.

Instantly.

The entire starry sky was filled with killing intent.

Faintly, one could already see a world-shattering battle about to begin.

And at this moment.

Roar.

A dragon's roar rang out.

A black dragon passed through the void and coiled above everyone's heads. The black dragon's aura was terrifying, and it was a powerful cultivator at the ninth level of the Quasi-Emperor realm.

Only one step away from the Supreme.

This was the patriarch of the Dragon Clan of the Primordial Royal Clan.

Long Aotian!

"Everyone, stop! If you continue, you will only end up hurting each other!" Long Aotian's voice was steady, with a hint of majesty, and it spread throughout the void.

And at this time.

A Daoist slowly walked out, with white hair and a youthful face, surrounded by mysterious Dao rhythms.

Seeing this Daoist.

The expressions of the crowd were somewhat strange.

Heavenly Mystery Daoist, an old monster of the human race who has lived for tens of thousands of years!.

Chapter 92

The Heavenly Mystery Elder sighed and looked at the Taiyi Holy Master, who had a cold expression, and said, "Let this matter end here!"

"If you insist on doing so, you will only end up hurting each other, and it will not be worth the loss."

"If you continue now, both sides will be losers, and there will be no winner."

The two sides had been fighting for some days.

During these days.

Both sides suffered heavy casualties, and at least half of their foundations were gone.

The Saint realm alone had more than forty on both sides combined.

There was even one Quasi-Emperor!

And this was only the high-end combat power, the remaining combat power that had fallen was countless.

It can be said.

This time, the strength of both sides had disappeared by at least more than half.

Even if they stopped now, they would not be the same as before.

However, with the Extreme Dao weapon in hand, their status could still be maintained, it was just not as high as before.

Originally, both the Primordial Royal Clan and the Human Clan.

thought that the two sides would fight for a while.

So they didn't intervene, of course, they were also afraid of the other side.

Merely.

The two sides fought out of anger, and even the Extreme Dao weapon had to be used, they had to intervene.

If they were allowed to continue fighting, both sides would be hurt, the Human Clan would lose a Holy Land, and the Primordial Royal Clan would lose a race.

No matter what, it would be a loss.

. So the top figures of both sides entered the field.

Dragon Clan's Long Aotian, a cultivator at the ninth level of the Quasi-Emperor realm.

He could definitely be considered one of the top figures standing in the Azure Billow Realm. With his Dragon Clan's physical body, coupled with his own cultivation, even Meng Qianqiu, a Great Completion Body, could contend for a period of time.

"Impossible!"

'We have suffered such heavy casualties, how can we stop?'

"If we stop now, how can we face the disciples who died in battle!" Taiyi Holy Master coldly looked around at the crowd, his killing intent boiling.

The Teng Snake Clan leader didn't say much, only one sentence: "Today, either he dies or I perish!"

There was no turning back.

They were now completely caught up in hatred, and how difficult it was to get them to stop.

"If you don't stop today, don't blame us for being impolite 々」!" Long Aotian looked down at the crowd, his heart arrogant, and seemed somewhat angry when he heard that neither side would stop.