Chapter 1545 - 1535: Twelve Golden Men Battle the Six Imperial Blood Clans

Chapter 1545: Chapter 1535: Twelve Golden Men Battle the Six Imperial Blood Clans

Boom!

A terrifying aura swept from the shattered space stronghold, spreading through the intermediate and advanced cosmic groups like autumn winds sweeping leaves, sensed by countless martial artists.

"What’s happened?"

"My heavens, could it be the Qin Dynasty coming for us?"

"No! It seems as if someone is causing trouble for the Qin Dynasty; I sense dozens of strands of causality power!"

Numerous powerful individuals are alarmed, turning their heads towards the space stronghold managed by the Luo family, feeling the vast and tremendous power of the strong, and their pupils involuntarily contract, sending chills up their spines.

At the end of the field of view, a massive collapsing void appears.

Thousands of origin powers disintegrate.

Everything is heading towards ruin.

Azure Cloud Sect.

The Sect Master of Azure Cloud overlooks the intermediate cosmic group, his face slightly solemn.

Behind him stand over twenty figures, causality power crisscrossing, emitting a terrifying aura.

"Sect Master, should we really intervene?"

An elder steps forward, asking solemnly.

"Intervene!"

Without thinking, the Azure Cloud Sect Master decisively says: "Everyone, we who cultivate the Dao seek our true selves, Qin Wudao unconditionally gifted us the Dao Manuscript, this is a great kindness!"

"Now, the Qin Dynasty is in trouble, how can we stand idly by?"

"I know that our intervention will drag the Azure Cloud Sect into the vortex of war, with countless casualties..."

"But, a kindness unrepaid makes us no different from beasts!"

At this point, the Azure Cloud Sect Master pauses and continues to shout: "Moreover, Qin Wudao was once a disciple of our Azure Cloud Sect, there is a bond of incense, when our own disciples are bullied, how can we not stand up?"

After hearing this, the elder says nothing more and returns to his place.

A drop of water given, should be repaid with a spring!

"Kill!"

An ancestor of Azure Cloud Sect shouts.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The other strong ones echo.

Terror-striking auras explode from the crowd, piercing the heavens and earth, standing in the advanced cosmic group, with countless worlds’ life and death, reincarnating endlessly.

"Fight!"

The Azure Cloud Sect Master roars.

As the echo fades.

He waves his right hand, and a battle sword appears, covered in mysterious sword patterns, emitting azure profound light, slicing forward.

Rumble!

A cosmic explosion occurs.

A space channel appears, leading to the intermediate cosmic group.

This sword cleaves through the universe’s origin power.

Under the leadership of the Azure Cloud Sect Master, over twenty Azure Cloud sect strong ones fly into the space channel, with momentum like a rainbow, ready to support the Qin Dynasty.

...

Immortal Treasure World.

On a certain mountain peak.

The Great Elder stands solitary atop the peak, dressed in a gray robe, hands behind his back, eyes flashing with divine light, gazing silently in the direction of the intermediate cosmic group.

The wind on the mountain is strong.

Blowing his clothes, flapping in the wind.

Tousling his hair, wildly dancing.

His face remains calm, showing no emotion, and no one can fathom what he’s thinking.

...

In the far east of the endless universe.

Dao Saint World.

Expansive palatial complexes float mid-air, forged entirely of ancient bronze, stretching tens of thousands of miles, emanating eternal divine light, illuminating past, present, and future.

Upon closer examination, the locations and layouts of these palaces follow a certain order.

One Supreme Palace.

Ten central halls.

Thirty-six main halls.

One hundred and eight secondary halls.

Three thousand side halls.

Further out, countless phantom halls, either existing or disappearing...

"Report to the Order Masters!"

"The Dark Palace, Ten Thousand Slaughter Hall, and the blood six clans lead the strong to attack the Qin Dynasty!"

A middle-aged man dressed in a purple robe rushes outside the ten central halls and reports respectfully.

The ten central halls are silent.

But the middle-aged man can sense terrifying divine thoughts floating around.

"Observe secretly, if the Qin Dynasty is in trouble, we will immediately intervene!"

Moments later, a cold voice emits from within one of the central halls, containing supreme heavenly majesty, scattering layers of clouds.

"As commanded!"

The middle-aged man salutes and quickly departs.

"The chosen successor of the master, who knows their capabilities!"

"If unable to survive this calamity, then we must reclaim the Dao Manuscript, not just anyone can qualify to hold the Dao Manuscript..."

"After this battle, maybe we can knock some sense into the Ten Thousand Slaughter Hall and the blood six clans, they dare to snatch the master’s belongings!"

...

"Everyone, who will take the lead?"

In the advanced cosmic group, supreme figures stand like transcendent deities with an aloof posture, overlooking the universe below.

On the nine-headed dragon, the Dark God Master smiles and asks.

"I’ll do it!"

Not far away, Lin Di steps forward to speak.

Following him, thirty causality realm experts, over two hundred Three Knowledge realm experts, and six division forces of ten thousand Dao soldiers, all with cultivation beyond the Creation Realm.

"Then I await good news from the blood six clans!"

The Dark God Master says with a smile.

Lin Di nods and leads the strong of the blood six clans across the fractured universe barrier, like a supreme Heavenly Sword, slashing down from the Nine Heavens, about to stab into the intermediate cosmic group.

"Prepare for battle!"

Within the boundless world of Nine Provinces, Qin Wudao flickers onto the Great Wall, commanding with authority.

But at this moment.

A sudden aged voice echoes within his mind: "Emperor Qin, shall we discuss a deal?"

Qin Wudao narrows his gaze, locking onto Lin Di.

Lin Di seems to recognize his gaze, showing a seemingly benevolent smile.

"Emperor Qin, as you can see, the situation now is evident that you’re doomed to lose, but I have no desire to join forces with the Dark Palace perpetrators, if you hand over the Dao Manuscript, I am willing to help you defend against the Dark Palace!"

Lin Di says.

Qin Wudao hears this, laughs in anger.

Join forces with perpetrators?

Hand over the Dao Manuscript?

They’ve brought armies to the doorstep, is this still a deal?

No!

This is a threat!

With the inheritance of the Heavenly Court, the Dao Manuscript holds lesser weight in Qin Wudao’s heart, if the blood six clans wish for a few volumes of the Dao Manuscript, it would cost almost nothing.

He just can’t understand, why do the blood six clans not even ask, and directly dispatch troops to attack?

Is the Qin Dynasty truly so easy to bully?

"Lin Di, with the current situation, do you still imagine snatching without effort, likely I just hand over the Dao Manuscript to you, you’d make off with it immediately afterward!"

Qin Wudao steadies his breath deep in his Dantian, speaking loudly.

A resonant voice.

Like thousands of thunders, echoing through the intermediate cosmic group, resounding in the advanced cosmos.

Upon hearing this, expressions in the Dark Palace and Ten Thousand Slaughter Hall change instantly, becoming cautious, looking at the blood six clans with unfriendly eyes.

Lin Di’s face darkens, his eyes widen, wishing he could swallow Qin Wudao whole.

"Wretch, cease your nonsense!"

"Die!"

Lin Di takes a deep breath, speaking with a sinister tone.

His voice fades, his pace quickens.

"Twelve Golden Fighters, engage!"

After laying a trap for Lin Di, Qin Wudao feels even better, calculating the blood six clans’ strengths, deciding to deploy twelve Golden Fighters.

After uniting the lower and intermediate cosmic groups, the twelve Golden Fighters’ strength touches the Peak of the Realm, with the ability to assemble the Twelve Heavenly Deity Killing Array, capable of challenging causality realm peak experts.