Chapter 76: The Final Battle (Part 1)

  In a corner of the vast universe, the tranquility of the plain was disrupted by groups of dragon warriors. The plain was filled with rows upon rows of dragon warriors, their black scales glistening in the light, casting a dark hue over the entire sky and earth. These countless billions of dragon warriors stood at attention, exuding an intense spiritual aura that left one breathless even when they were perfectly still.

  A vast and dense array of dragon warriors, each emitting an aura no less than that of a Great Luo Golden Immortal. Countless billions of Great Luo Golden Immortals gathered together, what kind of terror is this? Even the strong in the Sacred Realm would be intimidated by such power.

  These Dragon Ball warriors stood in formation on the plain, not a single sound was made, as if they were standing statues on the plain, and the wind on the plain could be heard clearly, showing the majesty of the dragon tribe's team.

  In front of the Longwang warriors, there were four powerful beings emitting strong auras at the quasi-saint level. These four people were the four great elders of the dragon tribe and were also among the top in the numerous dragon tribe experts.

  At this time, the Honghuang Quantian is imminent, and the four great elders of the Dragon Clan are gathered in this unremarkable plain, with a grand plan. These four great elders, who usually don't submit to each other, have been sent by the Ancestral Dragon to carry out tasks, each with their own thoughts, discussing something.

  "Hu! A fierce gust of wind howls through the great army. The Eastern Elder gazes into the distance, a pair of bright eyes lost in thought."

  Around them stood a strong man of about 300 million quasi-saintly heavenly ranks, and some scattered cultivators who joined this side.

  Most of these quasi-saints in the realm of strong heaven are one or two heavy heavens, and a few have reached the fourth heavy heaven boundary.

  At this time, in the plan of the Law Enforcement Camp, these masters were not participating in the battle. These forces were not some kind of killer move, once they were used, it meant that they would be mobilized to launch the final attack.

  "See the Eastern Great Elder, Northern Sea's Second Elder, Southern Heaven's Third Elder, Western Mountain's Fourth Elder!"

  A warrior of the Dragon Clan bowed to the four great elders. "No need for formalities, in war, everything is as it should be." The Eastern Great Elder waved his hand and then asked: "How are the preparations?"

  "It's all in place," the dragon warrior said to the Eastern Great Elder with a bow, "However, there is still one problem. After the loose cultivator sets up the formation and opens the spatial gate, it will consume an enormous amount of energy, and for a short period of time, he won't be able to continue fighting."

  The Eastern Great Elder furrowed his brow: "Has anyone thought of a countermeasure?" These scattered cultivators were all powerful cultivators, most of whom had reached the Quasi-Saint Realm or even higher. Some had even reached the Sixth Heaven and above, which was an extremely great fighting force. If they were to miss this battle, their side's strength would be greatly reduced.

  "Yes, the scattered cultivators of the elders have discussed it, as long as they are allowed to rest for three to five days, they can participate in the battle." The dragon warrior replied hastily.

  The Eastern Great Elder fell silent for a moment, then nodded: "Arrange a team of elite warriors to protect them after the scattered cultivators open the spatial gate."

  "Yes, elder"

  "Get ready, the first wave of attack on the Wu Xiu camp is about to begin!"

  "Yes, Great Elder" The crowd took orders and flew past the dragon tribe army in four directions: east, south, west, and north.

  After several high-ranking dragon clansmen left, the front of the battlefield fell silent. The Eastern Great Elder glanced casually at the large army behind the battlefield, and his heart couldn't help but feel a proud sense of "This is my dragon clan's great army!" But soon, his heart sank, after this great war, he didn't know how many would be able to return alive. He hoped they could all come back! The Eastern Great Elder sighed incessantly in his heart.

  "Someone come, pass the order, let the scattered cultivators open the spatial gate leading to the Wu Cultivation Land." Soon, the eyes of the Eastern Great Elder became firm, and he commanded the crowd.

  "Yes, elder"

  Soon, a space gate as high as 100 million meters and wide as 10 billion meters was opened by the scattered cultivators. Seeing that huge space gate, the Eastern Great Elder seemed to have seen a giant monster, with its bloody mouth open wide, constantly devouring the dragon tribe's children.

  "The Departure" The Great Elder ordered, and after finishing, he rushed into the Space Gate with one horse in front, followed by the remaining three Elders of the Dragon Clan.

  The dragon warrior of the Yi Yi memory then entered the space gate and stepped into the road of life and death.

  "Kill!"

  "Kill!"

  Row upon row of densely packed dragon tribe armies emerged from the spatial gate, like a burst dam, pouring down from the opening, shaking the sky with drumbeats that resonated through the void. The strong in the martial arts camp felt countless powerful auras suddenly appear, and the subtle fluctuations in space clearly told everyone that the Fa repair army had arrived.

  Innumerable powerful auras, from Wuxiu's camp, quickly came rushing in from all directions. Soon, an army of billions gathered.

  On the east side of the Space Gate, a middle-aged man in golden armor suddenly stood up, holding a long knife. His body emitted an unmatched fighting spirit, which was like a stormy wind that made the surrounding void blurry.

  "Kill!" Figures emerged from various mountain peaks like lightning, flying towards the dragon tribe's great army emerging from the spatial gate.

  Rumbling sound

  The entire sky was filled with lightning and thunder, raging waves crashing against the heavens, dark clouds covering the top, wildly howling.

  "Roar!" A surge of incredibly powerful aura burst forth from the Wu Xiu formation, crazily charging towards the Dragon Clan's great army...

  Two surging tides converged at the Gate of Space, like white waves crashing against the sky, connecting heaven and earth together. The heavy impact merged into one, the sky flashing with lightning and thunder. A massive purple lightning bolt emerged from the clouds, each one condensing an enormous divine light that struck the battlefield where the two armies clashed. Every time a divine light descended, hundreds of warriors on both sides let out mournful cries, accompanied by crimson blood rain falling from the air like raindrops...

  Billions of martial artists roared like artillery shells, bursting into the dense dragon army, facing the densely packed dragon warriors like a dark cloud. The martial artists did not dodge or evade, wildly blasting out with both hands, without any defense. The mighty divine light struck their bodies, only making them itch slightly, unable to harm their powerful physiques.

  The battlefield was filled with a gloomy and eerie atmosphere, with blood rain and stench blowing in the wind. The entire earth had been dyed red with fresh blood, and countless corpses covered the ground, but more bodies continued to fall from the sky like rain, showing no signs of decreasing.

  "Kill, kill all these four-legged crawling worms!" The Wu Cultivators roared, fearlessly and desperately entwined with the Dragon Clan warriors in a fierce battle. Billions of Wu Cultivators and Dragon Clan warriors clashed together, the primordial spiritual energy in the earth surged unceasingly, everywhere were sword lights, divine lights, all sorts of powerful heavenly mights being summoned by the crowd.

  Behind the two armies at war, the four great elders of the dragon clan stood behind the dragon army, each with a solemn expression. Behind them, the dense and vast army was motionless, quietly watching the front. The Eastern Great Elder did not expect that the martial artists would react so quickly, completely blocking them here, unable to advance or retreat even an inch. In this situation, they could not use their last trump card.