The puppet refined from the corpse of Long Nixian originally possessed the strength of an Immortal-grade Heavenly Sovereign. After it was merged into the Dragonbone Guard and fused with their Battle Will, their Battle Will Spirit had finally broken through to the Immortal-grade Heavenly Sovereign level.
Not only that, Xiao Yan had also imbued this bone dragon battle spirit with the power of the Dragon Roar Demon Subjugation Art, greatly enhancing its combat prowess. With its strength alone, it could completely intercept the remaining Immortal-grade Heavenly Sovereigns of the Maha Ancient Clan.
Although the Maha Ancient Clan still had more than twenty Spiritual-grade Heavenly Sovereigns, just as they prepared to intervene, beams of divine light suddenly burst into the sky. These lights came from the divine artifacts Xiao Yan had brought from the Tianxuan Continent. After he had reforged them into Peerless Saint Artifacts, they now possessed Heavenly Sovereign-level might. While defeating the remaining members of the Maha Ancient Clan might be difficult, blocking them was well within reach.
"Looks like your little scheme fell apart." Xiao Yan's voice was calm. The top combat strength of the Maha Ancient Clan had been completely intercepted. Though many Earth Sovereign experts remained, such a formation was no longer a threat to the Endless Fire Domain. That meant he could now focus entirely on dealing with these troublesome enemies before him.
"Xiao Yan, don't get cocky! The Maha Ancient Clan has stood tall in the Great Thousand World for tens of thousands of years. We rely on far more than just this!" Maha Tian took a deep breath, his expression contorting into something twisted. He bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of essence blood. The blood quickly formed into a blood-red Symbol that shot toward the distant horizon.
'As expected, he still has a hidden trump card.' Xiao Yan frowned. With his current level of perception, he could easily sense the trajectory of that Symbol—it was headed straight for the Maha Continent. The demonic energy clone Xiao Yan had left in the Maha Ancient Clan tried to intercept it, but the Symbol ignored the clone's attack and drilled into the depths of the continent.
Boom! When the Symbol entered the earth, the entire Maha Continent began to tremble violently. In the next moment, a black-and-white pillar of light, tens of thousands of feet wide, pierced the heavens. The power it exuded was so immense that even Xiao Yan's demonic energy clone was blasted back, and the demonic sword in his hand emitted a deep hum of resonance—a sign that it had encountered a force of equal power.
The black-and-white light pillar broke through countless layers of space and, in an instant, arrived above the Endless Fire Domain. There, it transformed into a jade bottle streaked in black and white and slowly descended into Maha Tian's hand. When it appeared, the entire world seemed to drain of color—only black and white remained. A terrifying pressure radiated from that small bottle, indescribable and immense.
"That's... the Maha Yin-Yang Bottle?!" someone among the crowd cried out in recognition, gasping in shock. It was well known that among the ancient clans, each one possessed a Primordial True Body as well as a clan-guarding sacred artifact.
These clan-protecting artifacts were far more powerful than ordinary Peerless Saint Artifacts. Even late-stage Saint-grade Heavenly Sovereigns would struggle against them. In the ancient era's great war, several Demon Emperors were slain by such items. However, activating these artifacts came at a tremendous cost. Unless absolutely necessary, the ancient clans would never wield them lightly.
The Maha Ancient Clan's protective artifact was this very Maha Yin-Yang Bottle. It was kept deep within the clan's ancestral land, hidden with utmost secrecy, and could only be summoned through a specific method. That was why even the demonic energy clone Xiao Yan had planted within the clan had failed to detect its existence. Had he known, he would have taken it long ago.
Staring at the jade bottle in Maha Tian's hand, Xiao Yan's expression turned serious. Though he had spoken derisively before, he knew better than anyone just how troublesome these ancient clans could be—especially now, with this bottle in play. Even he could feel its threat.
"Elders, attack with me and execute this brat!" Maha Tian's voice was cold. He knew that if he tried to wield the Maha Yin-Yang Bottle alone, he might at most contend with peak late-stage Saint-grade Heavenly Sovereigns. But Xiao Yan, despite being only early Saint-grade on the surface, clearly possessed power that defied realms. Without assistance, even with the bottle, he couldn't secure victory.
Facing the looming black-and-white bottle, Xiao Yan formed a complex seal with his hands. In response, eight glowing orbs floated from within his body, merging into a radiant, rune-inscribed glass bowl that hovered in his palm. This was the Eight Ancestor Glazed Bowl—a Peerless Saint Artifact forged from the power of eight Ancestral Symbols. In terms of raw might, it stood among the most powerful artifacts of its class.
Unfortunately, the Time Ancestral Symbol, which Xiao Yan had created within the Heavenly Tomb, was incompatible with the other eight Symbols from the Tianxuan Continent. Thus, it could not be incorporated into the Eight Ancestor Glazed Bowl. As a result, its power fell slightly short of Xiao Yan's original expectations.
"Hmph, do you really think a Peerless Saint Artifact like that can stop our clan's sacred treasure? How naive." Maha Tian sneered. They could clearly sense the energy fluctuations coming from the Eight Ancestor Glazed Bowl—it was formidable, yes, but still not a match for the Maha Yin-Yang Bottle.
Their bottle, even in the entire Great Thousand World, was easily among the top five clan-guarding sacred artifacts.
With that thought, Maha Tian ceased wasting words. Together with the two other Supreme Elders of the Maha Ancient Clan, he formed a complicated seal. Their spiritual energy surged into the Maha Yin-Yang Bottle, causing it to rise and tilt.
In the next instant, a torrent of black-and-white light poured from the bottle, rushing toward Xiao Yan like a flood.
In a flash, the black-and-white energy flooded the heavens and earth. Wherever it passed, even space itself was dyed black and white. Faced with such a strange and overwhelming force, Xiao Yan immediately activated the Eight Ancestor Glazed Bowl. The power of the eight Ancestral Symbols rippled outward, forming a radiant barrier that stood firm in the face of the incoming flood.
Everyone watching held their breath. This wasn't just a battle between Saint-grade Heavenly Sovereigns—it was a clash between two titanic Peerless Saint Artifacts. Who would prevail? Would it be the Maha Ancient Clan's sacred bottle, or Xiao Yan's mysterious Glazed Bowl?
(End of Chapter)
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