Emperor’s Domination

Initially, the area had a natural momentum empowering a formation. Taking it down was easier said than done. Everything changed after the lightning-infused beam shot across the sky, causing cracks to appear in the formation.

A total of six supreme treasures were on display at the highest palace, invoking the attackers’ greed.

“Go!” Immortal Suppression’s forces consisted of more than three hundred inspection teams while Phantom gathered ten thousand elites or so. Other great powers sent their ancestors here as leaders.

“Rumble!” Slashes and beams assaulted the damaged barrier. Pagodas as large as mountains smashed into it while magical banners unleashed infernos…

“The treasures are before us, take down the palace!” Someone shouted to boost his own morale on top of rallying up the crowd.

“Defend!” On the contrary, the remaining survivors of Splendor Terra maintained their positions to uphold the grand momentum.

Metallic clanks and explosions echoed as blood and flesh became the final products.

In reality, the dynasties and sects have prepared carefully long ago, hence the rapid mobilization.

Splendor’s forces were outnumbered but relied on the formation to deal effective damage against the invaders.

“Fine, let’s see what other tricks you have up your sleeves.” A desolate god joined the battle after seeing the failure.

Top cultivators have been waiting patiently since they didn’t want to risk getting caught by an ace card.

Now, Winged-serpent Specter Saint floated in the air, spreading his wings and blotting out the sky. He was a winged serpent once and through cultivation, he gained a form resembling a dragon. His scales shined and emitted a draconic presence. This was an evolutionary process - going from a serpent to a true dragon. Of course, he was far from becoming one.

“True Dragon Specter Flame!” He spewed out an inferno empowered by two affinities - darkness and dragon.

It scorched the area surrounding the palace as he activated his fate palaces and twelve sacred fruits. He had obtained an immortal shell - worthy of being an ancestor of Sky Tree.

The inferno gained a miasma as a result, capable of seeping into the momentum and turning defenders into blood.

“Hmph.” An old man behind the barrier wearing a cheap robe that could be found anywhere soared upward.

He inhaled from a tobacco pipe and released embers in all directions. They burned the miasma and flew toward the attacker.

The remnant power of the miasma in combination with the flames turned into a tsunami, breaking through the specter saint’s defense and knocking him to the ground.

“Bam!” He rolled repeatedly on the ground, attempting to extinguish the flames around him.

“Sky Tree City, we will remember this.” The old man said before attacking with his tobacco pipe, intending on crushing the specter saint into a meat paste.

He did not hold back and attempted to kill the specter saint in the first exchange.

“Fellow Daoist Smoke Fiend, don’t be so merciless now.” A Buddhist light erupted and a gigantic palm blocked the descending pipe.

Everyone saw a Buddha with waves of light emanating from him. However, his eyes lacked holiness and resembled the abyss. It was unwise to keep staring.

“Buddhist Fiend!” The ancestor known as Smoke Fiend didn’t like this development.

The Buddha had a kind smile but his rotating pupils scared the hell out of everyone.

“Brother, we both have the word ‘fiend’ in our title. Let us fight today so I can have a taste of your Blazing Spark Dao.” The Buddha said.

He wasn’t an actual Buddha nor did he cultivate wit this affinity. He was a member of the heavenly Buddha race, hence his appearance. He was one of the strongest desolate gods of Witch King with a sturdy anima.

The anima stages were the same as emperors’ - infancy, sturdy, stately, and world’s canopy.

“Die!” Smoke Fiend immediately changed his pipe into a spear for a fierce thrust.

His twelve sacred fruits and a tree appeared, displaying his power at the infancy level. The spear spewed out destructive sparks along the way, looking like meteors.

“Blazing Spear!” He roared and went all out.

“Bring it.” Buddha Fiend placed his palms together and chanted, activating his fruits and sacred tree as well.