Supreme of the Heavenly Realm

"Who are you?"

The Ancestor Dragon was briefly stunned, evidently not recognizing the Blood Shadow at first glance.

However, in the next moment, a hint of astonishment surged in his eyes, "Are you... the Netherworld Ancestor?"

"Heh, I thought you old fellow had forgotten about me."

The Blood Shadow grinned, saying with a smile.

The Blood Shadow dimmed, revealing his true form, a terrifyingly eerie man in a blood-red robe, handsome in appearance, exuding an air of malevolence.

"Netherworld Ancestor?"

Ye Xuan was also shocked. This Netherworld Ancestor was a formidable figure on par with the Ancestor Dragon, a renowned character in ancient times.

"Netherworld Ancestor, I never expected a trace of your remnant soul to be residing within this stone."

After his initial surprise, the Ancestor Dragon's expression returned to normal, replaced with an astonishing fighting spirit.

Then his gaze turned to Ye Xuan, "Young one, you've summoned quite a powerful ally."

Upon hearing this, Ye Xuan was nonchalant. He was not confident enough to defeat the Ancestor Dragon; after all, they were not on the same level, so he didn't feel embarrassed to seek an ally.

After all, sometimes it takes significant ability to summon such help.

Had he not acquired this Heavenly Emperor Netherworld Stone, he would not have had the chance for the Netherworld Ancestor to appear.

The only way to defeat this remnant soul of the Ancestor Dragon would be to find a super strong individual who could once stand shoulder to shoulder with it.

"But summoning this ally is quite a pleasant surprise."

The Ancestor Dragon grinned, a fervent fire kindled in his eyes as he slowly walked towards the Netherworld Ancestor, causing the whole world to dim.

"Kid, I wasn't going to help you, but since you found me such a fitting opponent, I'll lend a hand this time."

The Netherworld Ancestor glanced at Ye Xuan, then focused his attention on the Ancestor Dragon, the fighting spirit on his body also began to surge.

"You're quite a battle enthusiast. If I recall the last time we fought, I seemed to have the upper hand."

The Ancestor Dragon chuckled and said.

"What a joke. You must be senile. I don't recall anyone ever having the upper hand against me."

The Netherworld Ancestor shook his head, sneering.

"Still as arrogant as ever."

The Ancestor Dragon looked at the Netherworld Ancestor who was smiling fervently, and seemed to smile too. He then nodded lightly, "In that case, I won't hold back."

With those words, the Ancestor Dragon slowly closed his eyes, and upon opening them, he transformed into a seemingly endless Purple Gold Giant Dragon coiling in the sky, the terrifying Dragon might causing the space to tremble.

"Eight Heavenly Dragons!"

Overwhelming purple-gold light spread out, dragon roars and elephant cries resounding, as eight immense and indescribable Holy Dragons took shape in the sky, slithering downward. The surrounding space trembled and shattered under that terrifying wave.

Ye Xuan watched with a solemn expression at this world-rending offensive, clearly, the Ancestor Dragon had no intention of warming up, for his first move was indeed a lethal one.

It wasn't the first time the Ancestor Dragon and the Netherworld Ancestor met, both knew the other well, so there was no need for futile probing.

Ye Xuan stepped back a few paces; he understood that the Ancestor Dragon had not gone all out against him previously. This level of offensive, if directed at him, would instantly blow him out of this Ancestor Dragon Sacred Land.

The Holy Dragons soared, then entwined and supported a colossal stone platform, piercing through space, bearing down on the Netherworld Ancestor.

Rumble.

As the stone platform pressed down, the ten-thousand-mile area below completely collapsed, appearing as an endless deep pit from afar.

Yet, in the face of such an astonishing offensive, the Netherworld Ancestor's handsome face remained unfazed, black light surged behind him, and in the next moment, a voice effused with infinite magic power quietly echoed from his mouth.

"Netherworld Realm."

The Netherworld Ancestor's eyes abruptly opened, his pupils becoming two spinning black holes, the entire world plunged into darkness, and a gate from Netherworld Hell seemed to open behind him, in its depths echoed the wails of countless demons, a boundless frigid abyss.

This world was forcibly turned into a purgatory by the Netherworld Ancestor!

Purgatory advanced head-on, and with an exceedingly domineering stance, collided head-on with the eight Holy Dragons.

Hiss hiss!

No imagined booming sound erupted, nor the so-called earth-shattering energy clash; the two terrifying offensives, which should have been world-ending, met with no trace, like a stone dropped into the sea.

The Netherworld energy spread out as before; amidst the devouring, holy dragons roared faintly visible, holy light sweeping out, clashing with the pervasive Netherworld energy, the entire space filled only with vast Dragon might and endless purgatory, as if the world first appeared, primordial chaos unified, the realm holding only light and chaos.

At this moment, near the Ancestor Dragon Pool, the ground quaked violently, the pool's water suddenly erupting into astonishing waves, black and white beams continuously shooting skyward from the pool.

The Dragon Clan's ancestral land seemed on the verge of collapse.

"What happened?"

Members of the Dragon Clan, suddenly affected, were astounded, "What's suddenly happening? Is it an earthquake?"

"It's the battle ripples from the Ancestor Dragon Sacred Land."

Ao Feng could hardly believe that such ripples actually originated from the Ancestor Dragon Sacred Land.

"Ancestor Dragon Sacred Land? What's that Ye Xuan doing in the Ancestor Dragon Sacred Land? Could it be he's battling the Ancestor Dragon?"

"How's that possible? With this kid's strength, how could he be a match for the Ancestor Dragon? This battle aftermath clearly suggests a draw, a match in strength."

No one in the Dragon Clan believed Ye Xuan was battling the Ancestor Dragon, the gap between the two was too vast, making such a thing unrealistic.

"Besides the Ancestor Dragon, another presence is truly sinister, if not Ye Xuan, who else?"

Ao Feng was incredibly shocked; the power of the Ancestor Dragon was undeniable, even a remnant soul was enough to instantly defeat a Sealing Emperor Strong Person, even a Martial Emperor level power. What strength could contend against the Ancestor Dragon?

Within the Ancestor Dragon Sacred Land, the battle continued. Yet, amidst this clash, the domineering Netherworld Power prevailed, hence the vast Dragon might gradually diminished like a candle flame, finally vanishing completely.

"Light is born of darkness; this world first had darkness, from which the first ray of light emerged." The Netherworld Ancestor smiled, "Darkness forever precedes light, Ancestor Dragon, no matter how long it's been, you're not my match."

"That may not be the case."

The Ancestor Dragon's expression remained unchanged; he stomped his foot, his body shifting through the layers of darkness, the Dragon might surged forth once more.

Two beams of light collided once more.