Everything around seemed to be hit by an Immobilization Spell, plunging the scene into a suffocating silence.

Everyone’s gaze was fixed on the Feather Emperor Ancestor, each look filled with anxiety.

Only the world of flames remained untamed, the scalding lava behaved like a creature gone mad, erupting skyward unpredictably.

It surged toward the heavens with an overwhelming force, exploding and billowing in the air, sketching majestic pillars of fire.

Reddish-purple tongues of flame licked the sky, becoming the most striking and restless presence amidst the silence.

Xia Ritian stood beside, his aura restrained, with only his eyes gleaming sharply and vibrantly.

His gaze alternated between locking on the distance and lowering in contemplation, obviously his mind racing.

Xia Ritian was plotting various ways to break through the predicament, exuding a sense of reckless determination.

If the Feather Emperor Ancestor and the White Lotus Saint Mother teamed up, along with that resentment from Luoling Ruins, it equates to three Earth Venerable Realm entities.

How am I supposed to confront them!

Contrarily, Empress Xia Mingyue stood gracefully in her Xuanbird imperial robe, gently fluttering in the heat waves, exhibiting calmness without a trace of panic.

She quietly stood in the void, an inherent aura of superiority surrounding her, bringing tranquility.

The tense standoff and imminent crisis before her seemed nothing but ordinary matters to Empress Xia Mingyue.

Meanwhile, the six ancestors who suffered severe injuries in previous fierce battles were in completely different states.

Their faces were as pale as paper, devoid of blood, trembling slightly in the heat waves, each breath difficult and heavy.

Beads of sweat trickled down their haggard faces, contrasting sharply with Empress Xia Mingyue’s calm countenance, their eyes filled with post-crisis panic.

Who knew they’d encounter several Earth Venerable Realm masters in this battle!

This far exceeded the planned scope!

"Your Majesty, we and the Supreme Emperor will hold here. You must not miss this opportunity. Please proceed to the Nine Heavens Secret Realm as planned."

Among them, the Li Family ancestor forced himself forward on his frail body, his hoarse voice carrying irresistible firmness.

Simultaneously, a royal ancestor took over, eyes burning, words sincere, filled with determination of breaking cauldrons and sinking boats.

"The Spirit Ruins Origin’s legacy and its half Spirit Ruins Origin concern our clan’s rise and fall and must not fall into others’ hands. We must seize it!"

The half Spirit Ruins Origin possessed by the resentment of Luoling Ruins was not on it but always hidden within the mysterious Luoling Ruins sculpture.

Accurately, it lies within the Nine Heavens Secret Realm.

And the sculpture of the Spirit Ruins Master is the entrance to the Nine Heavens Secret Realm.

This towering sculpture of the Spirit Ruins Master exudes an ancient and mysterious aura, silently standing in the center of the flame world.

At this critical juncture, the Feather Emperor Ancestor had yet to decide, agreeing to the White Lotus Saint Mother’s terms.

The Spirit Ruins Master’s statue, also enveloped by the flame world, suddenly halted without warning.

The mysterious lines flowing across the statue froze instantly, and the surrounding air seemed to solidify, time temporarily standing still.

Immediately, a flash of illusory yet bright white light appeared on the solemn face of the statue.

This white light appeared without warning, yet so dazzling.

In an instant, this radiant white light broke through the flame world’s intense heat waves, like a brilliant star tearing through the night sky, illuminating the entire flame world.

After the white light slightly restrained, everyone looked closely, seeing a towering white portal silently floating in the air.

On the white portal, runes flashed, pulsating with mysterious energy waves, seemingly silently beckoning everyone.

At this moment, the atmosphere turned tense.

The Feather Emperor Ancestor’s demon-like eyes were like twin suns, spewing purple-gold sacred flames as though to burn the world down.

The ancient and mysterious aura of the green wood divine staff in his hand grew denser.

The staff trembled slightly, seemingly resonating with its master’s fury, eager to unleash world-annihilating power.

In a flash, the Feather Emperor Ancestor raised the green wood divine staff decisively and fiercely towards Empress Xia Mingyue’s direction.

This swing seemed to stir the operational rules of the heavens, instantly setting the flame world ablaze.

From all directions, countless pillars of purple-gold flame surged forward like an ancient torrent, brimming with destruction.

They carried endless heat and a destructive aura, clear in their objective, seemingly bent on enveloping all of the Great Xia royalty in this fire, wiping them out completely.

Countless purple-gold fire pillars cut through the void, rippling the space, seeming unbearably heavy.

The roar of the fire pillars was deafening, with terrifying power distorting the surrounding air.

Seeing this, the six ancestors behind Empress Xia Mingyue turned pale, fear and despair flooding their eyes.

"You aren’t qualified to destroy the Great Xia royalty!"

A roar echoed like thunder, Xia Ritian’s aura suddenly surged.