From a great distance away from the battlefield, one could see the surge of light there, shooting up into the heavens, glorious and blinding to the extreme.
Atop a mountain peak stood a woman with blood-red hair. She had a well-proportioned figure with graceful curves and stood there, gazing intently at Gu Chen's godlike, supreme figure, as if a deity had descended among mortals.
In the center of the battlefield, Gu Chen struck down with a palm, and the leaders of the Heavenly Clan, Purple-Gold True Behemoth Clan, Thunder Clan, and Peng Clan—all four great imperial clans—were drenched in blood and overwhelmed by the force.
It was an utterly chilling scene that made all cultivators tremble!
"Hm?"
At that moment, Gu Chen's gaze shifted with a trace of surprise. Looking below, he hadn't expected that the four individuals from the Heavenly Clan and Thunder Clan had not died.
This was somewhat beyond his expectations.
"The imperial clans' ancestral artifacts!"
