Beyond the Qilin Cliff in the west, a hundred million li away, the Black Dragon Ancestor killed a fire qilin with one palm and crushed a water qilin with the other. The black dragon slithered across the battlefield, thunderbolts roaring.
The endless Sea Clan army advanced from west to east, leaving behind countless corpses.
The battlefield drew closer and closer to the Qilin Cliff.
Black and White Qilin stood side by side on the summit of Qilin Cliff. The Azure Dragon army had arrived from the northeast.
From the direct west, the Black Dragon army had arrived.
From the southeast, the White Dragon Saintess led her troops.
The Qilin clan on Qilin Cliff, once the rulers of the land, were now surrounded!
King Bai Lin smiled gently and said, "Husband, our era is coming to an end!"
King Hei Lin nodded heavily.
"But our descendants must not be wiped out!" King Bai Lin smiled. "I'm very curious to see what will happen to this Primordial World in the future."
King Hei Lin slowly embraced her and whispered, "I'll accompany you."
King Bai Lin smiled, her beauty captivating, tears welling in her eyes. "But we must account for the lives of our fallen warriors!"
King Hei Lin's eyes also turned cold. "The Dragon Clan will not escape unscathed!"
"Then who shall we kill?" King Bai Lin asked, looking to the east and west.
King Hei Lin pondered for a moment and said, "The Black Dragon!
The Azure Dragon is the source of life, and his life force is too great. It would be a shame if he were to escape.
Moreover, the Black Dragon is old and deeply respected. He is on the verge of breaking through to half-step Hunyuan. Eliminating him would achieve multiple goals."
The two looked at each other, their affection like water.
In the west, the Black Dragon's primordial spirit trembled, but he, who was slaughtering on all sides, didn't think much of it.
Ancestor Chi Yu waved his hand, releasing waves of oceanic sound that clashed with Mo Yu Qilin.
The earth mountain was boundless, resisting the sea. Earth element countered water, and even a heavy celestial sea could only maintain an undefeated status.
The Black Dragon Ancestor faced Zhen and Xie Zhi. The three, in their most primal forms, transformed into colossal beasts, engaging in a fierce struggle.
The black dragon soared, summoning wind and rain, accompanied by incessant thunder and lightning. The single horn on Xie Zhi's head emitted golden divine light that swept across the dark clouds.
Zhen lunged in close combat, pouncing on the Black Dragon's body, their claws and teeth tearing at each other.
The Black Dragon Ancestor was, after all, a master of the thirty-third heaven. His lightning raged across the sky, and his dragon claws shattered the void, striking Zhen's flesh. His Black Water Divine Thunder, a primordial innate ability, could suppress Xie Zhi's divine light of averting evil.
In the battlefield below, mighty beings of heaven and earth clashed, their divine abilities inadvertently harming countless lives.
The Qilin clan army retreated, fighting their way back towards Qilin Cliff.
This was the fifth Yuan Hui of the Three Clan War.
The Dragon Clan besieged Qilin Cliff.
The Twin Kings of Qilin stepped forward simultaneously, appearing before the Black Dragon Ancestor.
The Black Dragon Ancestor's expression changed, and he snorted, "It seems the two of you can no longer hold back!"
King Bai Lin sneered, "We are here to send you back to the heavens and earth!"
The Black Dragon scoffed, throwing the Myriad Thunder Pagoda fiercely. Billions of thunderbolts surged towards King Bai Lin.
King Bai Lin's body erupted with white light, and she vanished, leaving behind a sacred, snow-white divine mountain standing to the west of Qilin Cliff.
Billions of thunderbolts struck the divine mountain, sending waves of snow cascading down. The mountain trembled.
However, the divine mountain also blocked the advance of countless sea creatures and withstood the immense thunderbolts.
King Hei Lin roared, "If not now, then when?"
As his voice faded, a giant hand emerged from the void, striking down towards the Black Dragon Ancestor's head.
The Black Dragon laughed, "So you've invited reinforcements!"
He raised a finger, and a black light shot forth.
Instantly, myriad thunderbolts exploded, shattering the giant palm.
But as the giant palm disintegrated, a four-legged divine cauldron descended, stabilizing the heavens and earth!
King Hei Lin unleashed his prepared killing blow, slashing down!
A colossal dragon head tumbled from the sky.
In the East Sea, Ancestral Dragon roared in fury. His Hunyuan fist traversed time and space, striking King Hei Lin.
Simultaneously, Patriarch Yin Yang, who had been secretly shielding the heavenly secrets, spat out a mouthful of heart blood. It was his concealment that had delayed Ancestral Dragon's perception by a mere instant.
In the north, Ancestor Qing Long's eyes bled. The Xun Tian Sword moved faster than time, piercing the void and slashing towards King Hei Lin.
But Patriarch Bai Hu let out a tiger's roar, deflecting the sword's edge by a foot.
Meanwhile, the owner of the giant palm in the void had collected the massive dragon head into the four-legged divine cauldron.
The Black Dragon's true spirit ascended from its corpse, about to escape into the void, but was then pinned by a Yin-Yang Treasure Diagram.
In the south, Ancestor Zhu Long roared in fury, tears streaming from his eyes. He broke through space-time, extending his palm to snatch the Black Dragon's true spirit.
However, two green willows descended from the void, one entwining Ancestor Zhu Long's spatial-temporal hand, the other momentarily obstructing Ancestral Dragon.
The Black Dragon's true spirit was then transported by the Taiji Diagram, transformed into a golden bridge, and vanished from heaven and earth.
Ancestral Dragon, having broken free from the willows, arrived to find the Black Dragon's corpse already gone!
The dragon head and body were both contained within the four-legged divine cauldron.
The dragon soul was suppressed by the Taiji Diagram.
Ancestral Dragon roared, unleashing his Hunyuan Da Luo Golden Immortal power.
He plunged his palms into the void and struck five times.
"Rumble—"
The heavens seemed to collapse, the void shattered for a hundred million li. Half the void of the Primordial World fractured.
Three figures fell out.
A Taoist with green robes and long eyebrows.
A black-robed old Taoist.
And Patriarch Yin Yang, who had just managed to restore his physical body.
Ancestral Dragon, in his extreme rage, cried, "Good! Good! Good!
Yang Mei, Qian Kun, you two are also involved."
With that, he unleashed his fists, striking nine times in an instant. Each of the nine Hunyuan Fists was divided into three punches, aimed at the three figures.
Taoist Qian Kun quickly opened the Qian Kun Ding, releasing a torrent of innate energy to contain the three Hunyuan fist imprints.
The Qian Kun Ding instantly expanded to the size of a colossal mountain, its lid trembling incessantly as innate energy churned like boiling water.
Taoist Qian Kun's expression immediately withered, his aura plummeting to its lowest point. His realm of thirty-two heavens was also reduced by two levels.
Ancestor Yang Mei's expression was solemn. He transformed into a colossal willow tree, which then dissolved into the void. The three fist imprints struck the heartwood of the giant willow.
The giant tree instantly disintegrated, and Ancestor Yang Mei staggered out. However, he was only heavily wounded, as the hollow nature of the willow meant the fist imprints had struck empty space within the heartwood.
Patriarch Yin Yang's face filled with terror. His diagram transformed into a golden bridge, soaring through the void towards the outer heavens.
However, one fist imprint struck first, shattering the golden bridge.
The remaining two fist imprints were about to strike Patriarch Yin Yang back into the world when King Bai Lin instantly sacrificed herself, taking the brunt of these two blows for him.
After unleashing his nine punches, Ancestral Dragon's Hunyuan power dissipated, returning him to the thirty-third heaven realm of Da Luo.
Patriarch Yin Yang, seizing life from the brink of death, recreated the Taiji Golden Bridge and fled into the chaos.
Qian Kun and Yang Mei, having endured the three punches, departed instantly, unwilling to face the enraged Ancestral Dragon even if they were not heavily wounded.
The sky rumbled with thunder and lightning, a vast expanse of dark clouds. The Primordial World's sky turned dark and heavy.
Countless lightning bolts flickered, and rain poured down incessantly, revealing the lament of the Great Dao!
Ancestral Dragon exuded a terrifying aura that pressured all living beings in heaven and earth, making them unable to breathe.
He looked at the Twin Kings of Qilin, heavily wounded and powerless, and declared, "Black and White Qilin, since you two killed my Ancestor, I shall slaughter your entire Qilin clan!
I will make you two watch as your descendants are brutally murdered before your eyes!"
Lightning struck the mountain. Ancestral Dragon's face, illuminated by the electric light, resembled a demon, sending chills down one's spine.
He struck down with one palm, and a golden divine seal descended, carrying the utmost rigid and yang energy of the Dragon Clan. It fell to the west, instantly slaying over ten thousand Qilin!
This Dragon Seal was a supreme treasure of the Dragon Clan, a treasure of destiny, symbolizing the dominion of all dragons under heaven.
During the years of the Three Clan War, the destiny of the Primordial World had flowed entirely to the Dragon Clan. This Dragon Seal had transcended the mundane and become saintly, breaking free from mortal constraints.
Ancestral Dragon waved his hand and struck down fiercely. The sounds of myriad dragons reverberated through the sky.
The Dragon Seal descended like the heavens, collapsing Qilin Cliff. Countless members of the Qilin clan perished beneath it.
The Black and White Kings' eyes bulged with fury, but both had been rendered near death by the Hunyuan fist imprints, forced to watch helplessly.
The great powers affiliated with the Qilin clan began to flee one by one, leaving without a trace of attachment.
Qilin Cliff crumbled. The Qilin clan was no more!
But before these great powers could escape, countless demonic creatures flew out from the dark clouds above.
Black lotuses bloomed out of nowhere, and a terrifying spear pierced through the body of Patriarch Jiu Xuan. This supreme great power perished by the God-Slaying Spear, his true spirit scattered amidst the black lotuses.
Luo Hou laughed wildly, "Ancestral Dragon, this is how a true patriarch should be! The Qilin clan's destiny has ended. These great powers are enemies of the Dragon Clan. If they are not eliminated today, they will become a great threat in the future!"
Ancestral Dragon cast a cold glance at Luo Hou and said, "Kill them as you see fit."
Luo Hou heard this, let out a wild laugh, and wielded the God-Slaying Spear. The World-Destroying Black Lotus unfurled. With each thrust of the spear, a great power perished. With each bloom of a lotus, a true spirit was absorbed into the demonic path.
The Qilin clan's affiliates fled in terror. The great powers had no intention of fighting, each employing their escape techniques and divine abilities to flee.
But Luo Hou pointed his spear and sneered, "Still want to escape?"
Four ferocious beasts suddenly appeared in the four directions. They were the Four Fierce Beasts of Chaos!
Chaos, Qiongqi, Taowu, and Taotie.
The four beasts appeared, standing at the four corners. A deadly ancient formation unfurled, isolating heaven and earth and engulfing countless fugitives.
The Black and White Kings struggled to rise. They looked at each other, their minds in sync. They instantly transformed into black and white ethereal energy, their black and white light illuminating the heavens.
A black and white divine mountain pierced through the deadly formation and settled at the center of the Earth Vein, reforming into the Qilin Divine Cliff.
Mo Yu Qilin became the sole supreme great power of the Qilin clan!
He raised his hand, tears in his eyes, and swore to heaven and earth, "Today, our Qilin clan voluntarily withdraws from the Primordial Land.
I, Mo Yu Qilin, shall guard the Earth Vein. The Qilin clan will forever remain hidden, and the Qilin lineage shall be a divine beast of auspiciousness, not to be exterminated!"
As his voice faded, heaven and earth responded.
On Mount Yujing, the old Taoist sighed and replied, "The Heavenly Dao permits it."
On Jian Mu, Qing Ling's forehead chakra vibrated. He could only comply with the will of the Earth, "Permitted!"
Mount Buzhou trembled, its pressure merging with the Qilin Divine Cliff.
Thousands of surviving Qilin's bodies shone with the light of auspicious beasts. They sadly entered the Qilin Divine Cliff, which then sealed itself. The Qilin retreated from the world!
On the summit of Qilin Cliff, a pair of ethereal figures held hands, guarding the edge of the world, never to enter the mortal realm or descend from the divine mountain again.
Ancestral Dragon watched this scene, his rage still unquenched.
Luo Hou, however, watched with an even wider smile in his eyes, his killing intent unabated.
Countless Qilin clan affiliates were slaughtered within the formation. Even the great powers found it difficult to escape their doom.
The casualties in this battle were countless great powers!
Heaven and earth shed blood rain that lasted for a thousand years.
The phenomenon of the lament of the Great Dao persisted for a millennium.
Ancestral Dragon stood by Qilin Cliff, motionless for a thousand years.
Patriarch Bai Hu retreated. Zhen was killed by Luo Hou. The divine beast Xie Zhi, heavily wounded, escaped.
Luo Hou, after killing countless beings, returned to the west with the four beasts.
The Qilin ancestral land became a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, filled with endless resentment, unresolvable by anyone.
Ancestor Qing Long arrived before Qilin Cliff, remaining silent.
Ancestral Dragon still stood in silent contemplation, by the spot where the Black Dragon's head had fallen.
Ancestor Qing Long could not help but speak, his voice laced with sorrow, "Brother, Third Brother is still waiting for us!"
Ancestral Dragon replied slowly, "White Dragon is gone, and Black Dragon is gone. All because I was focused on achieving Hunyuan and could not save them in time.
This is all my fault."
Ancestor Qing Long suppressed his sorrow and said, "Brother, you are not to blame.
Our clan is the overlord of the Primordial World. At all times, the world plots against us.
Even if we remain law-abiding, even if we yield repeatedly, as long as we exist, as long as we are powerful, someone will scheme against us.
All of this requires you, Brother, to unite the Primordial World and ascend to Hunyuan, to secure our clan's survival and to resurrect Second Brother and our younger sister!"
Ancestral Dragon raised his head, looked towards the south, and said heavily, "Good!"
On Fire Mountain in the south, Phoenix Ancestor's eyes flashed with pity. The Qilin clan, once counted among the three great overlords, had ruled the land for eight hundred Yuan Hui. Now, their clan numbered only a little over a thousand.
Seeing Ancestral Dragon look back towards the south, she sneered, stood up, and donned her battle armor of fire.
The Fire Mountain rumbled, and the second tallest mountain in the Primordial World ascended with a roar.
Phoenixes danced on Phoenix Stage, phoenixes returning to their homeland. Thirty million phoenixes came in auspicious signs, bowing only to the Divine Stage, the Emperor of Phoenixes.