Chapter 1960: 810, Banishment in s.p.a.ce, suppressed Canaanite Monarch

Between heaven and earth, a void spanning thousands of miles, endless power roared and thundered.

At this moment, the power of the Ancient War Beast suppressed all beings under the sky.

This was an extremely powerful War Beast from ancient times, the strategic force of an Ancient Great Sect.

This was also the first time in nearly a hundred thousand years that such a strategic force of the ancient era showed its power within the divine realm.

“This, this is the War Beast in its strongest state…” Lu Chengyue’s lips trembled, his eyes wide open, staring intently at the War Beast before him.

In his eyes, tears glittered.

The Lu family’s inheritance bore the shadow of the Ancient Beast Heavenly Gate.

Although the Lu family no longer held their ancestral glory in high regard, the re-emergence of the War Beast’s dominance, the mighty presence that once swept across the world under the banner of the Ten Thousand Beasts Heavenly Gate, how could such a scene not bring him to tears?

“The Lu family, are they going to rise against fate?” At the far end of the sky, a voice whispered.

“Heh, the Seven Families of the divine realm, the chasm between the Lower Four Families and the Top Three Families is not commonly great, and besides…” A voice chuckled and then vanished.

Countless powerhouses quietly receded, fearing they would be provoked by the War Beast’s pressure.

For the powerhouses, clashes of such aura often left hidden problems.

Especially for such a powerful War Beast, once it cracked one’s Dao core, the cost to mend it was unknown.

At this moment, the expressions of the five Canaanite Monarchs were solemn.

As the most immediate opponents, they were locked in by the aura of the War Beast before them, the relentless pressure constantly shaking them.

From their physical bodies to their souls, and even at the level of the power of laws, all were under continuous a.s.sault.

In the current situation, even the thought of fleeing was impossible.

The only option was to fight.

“Kill”

The Canaanite Monarch named Canaan Xuan Ye was the first to make a move, wielding a war spear with his six arms. The war spear gathered a sharp edge, condensing into a Bright Mountain long blade that was filled with lightning and slashed towards the War Beast’s head.

The strength of the six arms came together, stirring up the sounds of wind and thunder. This strike was the full force of a top Canaan warrior.

Amidst the roaring explosion, a green saber light also fell from behind.

In a flash, two Canaan Kings took action.

These two sharp edges could shatter the Outer Armor of a Universe-level battle puppet.

If a Universe-level powerhouse faced the warriors of the Canaan Tribe directly, the most challenging aspect would be not being able to keep up with the opponent’s speed and reaction.

Such as it was now, the War Beast’s might was evident, but whether it could fully exhibit that strength, n.o.body knew.

Within the Galaxy Universe, there were too many powerful treasures that were ineffective due to the bearer’s inability to wield them, hardly displaying any combat strength.

Facing the attacks of two Canaanite Monarchs, could the War Beast that once roamed freely in ancient times withstand them?

All eyes were on the War Beast, its body radiating with golden divine light as it stood tall and raised its forelimb.

The War Beast stood upright on its hind legs and stepped forward, then its body suddenly flipped, and its long tail swept across.

“Snap”

The long tail did not crash into the saber light; instead, it sent Canaan Xuan Ye, the Monarch who had slashed out with the blade, flying.

A spray of golden blood splattered.

“Clang”

The long saber’s edge slashed at the War Beast’s spine.

The layer upon layer of golden light gradually wore down the force of the long sabers, then the protruding black scales arched, causing the long saber to glide over them, leaving behind a false mark, sliding away.

The War Beast turned again, its back facing the three remaining Canaanite Monarchs, and its hind legs kicked out heavily.

“Boom”

This strike stirred the surrounding void, ripping open a black abyss.

Around the fissure, layers of shattered s.p.a.ce spread out like a spider’s web.

Two Canaanite Monarchs couldn’t withstand the kick and were directly smashed into the dark abyss.

This abyss held no power of heaven and earth, with no laws to cling to, returning from it was uncertain to what year and month.

At least, within tens of thousands of years, they could not return.

“s.p.a.ce exile…” From afar, a whisper arose, then, accompanied by a tinge of panic, quietly retreated further.

In ancient times, many powerhouses had cultivated to undying levels, whether in physical body or soul, they were extremely difficult to kill.

The best methods were either to be suppressed by great force or to be exiled into s.p.a.ce.

Exiled to an unknown abyss, unable to return for countless years.

This was also the origin of many inheritances within the universe world.

Many powerhouses during their struggles with others, when defeated and exiled into the void, thus left behind various cultivation techniques.

“This is an ancient method of combat, to resist exile and seal imprisonment, one must resolve it with the power of laws oneself.”

“The cultivation world of today has long lost the methods to resist exile and seal imprisonment.”

Among the void, someone’s voice carried concern.

No one could resist.

Such a method, wasn’t it invincible?

“Boom

The War Beast’s body flipped, its long tail sweeping horizontally once more.

The surrounding s.p.a.ce was agitated, twisted, and the body of the last Canaan King standing still also became distorted.

Countless golden Flowing Lights shone, turning into runes, sealing the distorted s.p.a.ce, and then slowly forming into a golden disc.

Without a doubt, this was the ancient method of seal imprisonment.

A Canaan Monarch, a being beyond Twelve Wings, was hence imprisoned within a palm-sized golden disc.

Is this the full might of the War Beast?

In the void, all was silent.

From the second outbreak of battle to this point where two Canaan Kings were exiled and one was sealed, it was all but a Hundred Breaths’ time.

In that short span, the fates of several of the world’s top cultivators were decided.

It also determined the fate of the more than five million Canaan tribe members present.

“Fight”

The voice of Lu Chengyue echoed from the War Beast’s mouth.

The Zhenyue Guards of the Lu family and other strong cultivators from various sides entered the fray one after another.