OBS Chapter 59 Jiang Taixu fights 7 against 1? Chat group reinforcements arrive!
Chapter 59 Jiang Taixu fights 7 against 1? Chat group reinforcements arrive!
The Divine City of the Northern Territory, Hualong Pond.
Leading the group was an old man dressed in a dragon robe, holding a string of bells. The bells were dark gold in color and covered with dragon patterns. Every time he shook them, a dragon's roar could be heard.
That is the Supreme Emperor Weapon of the Myriad Dragons Emperor—the Myriad Dragon Bell!
"The Ancestral King of the Dragon Nest".
Jiang Taixu's expression was solemn.
The Primordial Ancestral Kings were at least at the Saint Realm, or even higher.
Although he possessed the body of a God-King and was at the Saint level, there was a significant difference in the number of Supreme Emperor Weapons between them.
"Human Saint, we are not here to see you."
Another ancestral king spoke up.
He was tall and golden, holding a golden mace that radiated intense divine fire.
That is the Golden Clan's imperial weapon—the Golden Mace!
"The person we're looking for is Ye Chen."
The third ancestral king immediately spoke.
His figure was ethereal, as if he had no physical form. He held a long sword in his hand, the blade of which was seven-colored and emitted an eerie light.
That is the Spirit Emperor's imperial weapon—the Spirit Emperor's Blade.
"Make Ye Chen come out here."
The fourth ancestral king was the most direct; he carried a longbow on his back.
The bow was forged from an unknown celestial metal, without any arrow feathers, yet a single trembling sound could shatter one's soul.
That was the supreme imperial weapon of the former underworld giant, the second person to transform from a corpse into life and then become an emperor.
This bow is called the Corpse Emperor Bow, and it is specifically designed to destroy a person's primordial spirit.
The four Primordial Ancestral Kings, each carrying an ultimate imperial weapon, appeared openly and legitimately above the divine city, sealing off the entire city.
"Ye Chen is not here."
Jiang Taixu took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
Now he needs to buy time and wait for his reinforcements to arrive.
"Not here? Then wait for him to come."
"His brother is here, his friends are here, he won't not come."
The ancestral king of Wanlong Nest smiled coldly.
After speaking, the four ancestral kings each occupied a position, completely surrounding the Dragon Transformation Pool.
Jiang Taixu's face turned ashen.
But at this point, they dared not make any rash moves.
Although the Hengyu Furnace in his hand was also an imperial weapon, there were four of them on the other side.
Moreover, it was the ancient ancestral kings who activated the imperial weapons, so he was at a disadvantage fighting alone.
at this time,
Three more auras approached from afar.
Jiang Taixu turned his head and looked even more grim; another big problem was brewing.
The Emperor of Jiuli holds the Jiuli Map.
The Emperor of Great Xia, wielding the Supreme Emperor Sword.
The Holy Lord of the Ji Family holds the Void Mirror.
All three major forces brought with them supreme imperial weapons.
Clearly, these people came for revenge.
In the previous battle at Zishan, Ye Chen made these three major forces lose face, and they all hated him to the core.
In particular, the Ji family of the Ancient Era has had two Holy Lords killed by Ye Chen in succession, and now they have a third new Holy Lord.
Now that the ancient ancestral king is leading the way, they naturally want a share of the spoils.
"King Jiang, you can't protect Ye Fan."
"Hand over Ye Fan, and we'll release him when Ye Chen arrives."
The Emperor of Jiuli spoke indifferently.
Jiang Taixu didn't speak, but he gripped the Hengyu Furnace in his hand even tighter.
He knew that what these people were saying was all a lie.
When Ye Chen actually arrives, they won't release him; they'll kill him.
Ye Fan was just bait.
Ye Chen is their target.
"King Jiang, you need to think this through. You can't stop us all by yourself."
The Holy Lord of the Ji family stepped forward, with the Void Mirror floating above his head, radiating the power to distort space.
Jiang Taixu was indeed unable to withstand the seven supreme imperial weapons, but he absolutely could not retreat.
If something happens to Ye Fan,
He couldn't explain it to Ye Chen, who had saved him.
Currently, three imperial weapons are on their way, and an ancestor at the peak of the quasi-emperor realm is also on his way.
He just needs to hold out until reinforcements arrive!
"Human Sage, what's your decision?"
The ancestral king of the Golden Clan raised his golden mace, his patience exhausted.
"Ye Chen is already on his way."
"Gentlemen, would you like to wait a little longer?"
Jiang Taixu smiled as he faced the four Ancestral Kings and the three Emperors and Holy Lords.
"wait?"
"I can't wait."
The ancestral king of Wanlong Nest frowned.
He never expected that Jiang Taixu would dare to laugh under such circumstances; it was simply arrogant!
After saying that, he shook the Wanlong Bell.
"hold head high--"
Ten thousand dragons roared in unison, shaking the heavens and the earth.
Countless dragon-shaped phantoms burst forth from the bells, carrying the power of the stars, and crushed towards the Dragon Transformation Pool.
Jiang Taixu immediately activated the Hengyu Furnace, and the Crimson Phoenix spread its wings, unleashing a raging divine fire that protected the Dragon Transformation Pool.
"boom--"
The two imperial weapons clashed, and the world changed color.
Jiang Taixu was not afraid to fight against the Primordial Ancestor King, but his opponent had more than one supreme imperial weapon.
"Why bother, human saint?"
"Move aside, we won't hurt you."
"If you don't give way, don't blame us for being impolite and making sure your blood is spilled here."
The ancestral king of the Golden Clan sighed, raised his golden mace, and issued his final ultimatum.
"Ye Fan is someone I value, and Ye Chen is also my friend. The Jiang family of the Desolate Ancient Era will not yield an inch today."
Jiang Taixu steadied himself.
The three major powers—the Jiuli Dynasty, the Great Xia Dynasty, and the Ancient Ji Family—dared to help the Primordial Ancestral King today; they will be purged by Ye Chen sooner or later.
They helped the Supreme Being of the Forbidden Zone today, and I'm afraid that once the deity of their own Extreme Dao Imperial Weapon is revived, they will be the first to be killed.
"Human Saint, you are courting death!"
The Golden Clan's Ancestral King shook his head.
Without saying another word, he swung the golden mace down fiercely.
A golden divine light, carrying the supreme divine power to crush stars, slashed towards Jiang Taixu.
At the same time, the Spirit Emperor Blade also moved.
One after another, immortal feathers danced in the air, pure and flawless, following the blade's edge and drawing an immortal gleam.
The Corpse Emperor Bow was nocked an arrow with feathers formed from condensed corpse energy and aimed directly at Jiang Taixu's brow.
Three supreme imperial weapons from forbidden zones simultaneously attacked Hengyu Furnace.
Jiang Taixu's expression changed.
He activated the Hengyu Furnace with all his might, and the Crimson Phoenix transformed into a sea of fire that enveloped himself and the Dragon Transformation Pool.
Although Jiang Taixu could not hold out for long, he had to hold on, even if it meant his death, until reinforcements arrived.
Just when things were at their most critical moment.
An aged sigh seemed to fall from the heavens.
"Amitabha Buddha!"
The newcomer's voice wasn't loud, but it overpowered the dragon's roar of the Myriad Dragon Bell, the divine light of the Golden Mace, and the whistling of the Spirit Emperor Blade.
Immediately afterwards, a dazzling bolt of divine lightning descended from the sky, striking the golden mace precisely.
The Golden Clan's ancestral king's arm trembled, and he staggered back dozens of steps before finally regaining his balance.
"Who?"
He looked up sharply.
Two figures appeared in the sky, stepping through the air.
On the left is a young man in white, whose face bears a seven-tenths resemblance to Ye Fan, but the two have completely different temperaments.
Above his head hung an ancient pottery jar, emitting a faint, dark light.
In his right palm, a black and gold cauldron with dragon patterns floated uncertainly, its body exuding a terrifying aura.
That is Ye Chen's Dao Palace Spirit Body!
Although his cultivation level was not high, the divine power of the two supreme imperial weapons he possessed was enough to terrify anyone.
To Ye Chen's right was an old man with white hair and a youthful face, riding a blue ox and holding a flat cane.
The old man's aura was unfathomable, as if he were one with heaven and earth.
He was standing right there, yet he seemed to be everywhere, yet nowhere to be found.
He is one of Earth's F4, an unparalleled powerhouse at the peak of the Quasi-Emperor level!
"Supreme Ancestor, Ye Chen, you've finally arrived. Now it's time for the counterattack."
Jiang Taixu breathed a sigh of relief.
Holding the Hengyu Furnace alone, he faced immense pressure from the seven supreme imperial weapons of the four ancestral kings and three supreme experts.
Now that reinforcements from the chat group are arriving one after another, it's time to settle everything.