"Not good! This is..."
The Dragon Emperor's expression changed drastically.
With his vast knowledge, he could tell with just a slight sensing that this was the power of a quasi-saint great divine ability user!
The attacker's power level had surpassed that of a newly promoted quasi-saint, at least comparable to a mid-stage quasi-saint, or even a late-stage quasi-saint.
They had cultivated for many years within the quasi-saint realm and possessed deep accumulation.
Even more terrifying was that, in addition to possessing nearly late-stage quasi-saint cultivation, the attacker seemed to have used a primordial supreme treasure!
A primordial supreme treasure comparable to the Eastern Emperor Bell!
Under the assault of a late-stage quasi-saint wielding a primordial supreme treasure, the Dragon Emperor, merely a peak Great Luo cultivator, even with a supreme-grade primordial spirit treasure protecting him, was almost instantly frozen by the bell's chime.
He knew very well that with his body frozen, the next moment would inevitably be his death!
That human expert would never let go of such an opportunity!
"How is this possible! Does the human race have an expert comparable to a late-stage quasi-saint?"
"This expert is too insidious, not coming out to fight earlier, but waiting for this moment to launch a sneak attack?"
"The human race is truly despicable and shameless!"
"How can such a despicable and shameless human race obtain a treasure comparable to the Eastern Emperor Bell?"
"Why is this primordial supreme treasure, like the Eastern Emperor Bell, also bell-shaped?"
"With this expert from the human race here, and not a single quasi-saint or Hunyuan Golden Immortal from my Dragon Clan present... Not good! This war is doomed to fail!"
Within the Dragon Emperor's heart, there was resentment, astonishment, and worry for the future of the Dragon Clan.
He wanted to curse the human race for being despicable and shameless, for not fighting head-on but only resorting to sneak attacks.
He wondered where this primordial supreme treasure came from, and why, like the Eastern Emperor Bell, one of the three primordial treasures, it was bell-shaped.
The role of this primordial supreme treasure was crucial.
After all, even a late-stage quasi-saint, without a primordial supreme treasure in hand, might still have the power to resist, and could then directly retreat to the Dragon Palace... the losses might be acceptable.
But now, facing a late-stage quasi-saint with a primordial supreme treasure suppressing him, not only could he not escape, but most of the Dragon Clan elders would also not be able to escape.
The worry for the future of the Dragon Clan stemmed from the fact that if most of the Dragon Clan elders could not escape, what would become of the Dragon Clan's future.
Had he led the Dragon Clan to a place of eternal damnation?
A myriad of emotions churned within the Dragon Emperor's heart, his thoughts racing a thousandfold.
But under the influence of that grand and terrifying bell chime, all his actions seemed to be frozen.
Time itself seemed to stand still at this moment, all light and heat solidified.
The Dragon Emperor's thoughts, in his final moments, seemed to freeze as well.
In his last thoughts, there was only that ethereal yet terrifying bell chime.
This chime seemed capable of interfering with the domain of time and thought, surpassing the Eastern Emperor Bell by a notch.
A terrifying flash of light streaked across the sky.
The Dragon Emperor, a peak Great Luo cultivator, was directly suppressed and annihilated by Fang Ming, who wielded the Wushi Bell with his quasi-emperor cultivation, and perished.
The surrounding several Great Luo elders, whether early or mid-stage, were also affected by the Wushi Bell. Their thoughts were frozen, their bodies were immobilized, and they could only meet their doom.
They desperately tried to unleash their supreme divine abilities, but under the suppression of the Wushi Bell, all their actions were futile and useless.
In an instant, a rain of blood fell from the heavens, the blood of Great Luo cultivators.
The so-called blood of primordial divine beings, descended like rain.
Several Great Luo Golden Immortals had their bodies and primordial spirits completely shattered, and their life force was then erased.
With the emergence of Fang Ming's Wushi Bell, six Great Luo Golden Immortals of the Dragon Clan were instantly killed, and the Dragon Clan's leader, the Dragon Emperor, a peak Great Luo cultivator, was killed in mid-air!
The sudden shift in the battle sent the remaining Dragon Clan Great Luo cultivators into utter terror.
"The human race has a quasi-saint expert! And a late-stage quasi-saint at that!"
"And they possess that terrifying primordial supreme treasure... This human expert is already powerful in his own right, and with a primordial supreme treasure in hand, he is no weaker than veteran quasi-saint great divine ability users!"
"He is comparable to veteran quasi-saint great divine ability users like Di Jun, Tai Yi, Zhen Yuanzi, and Ming He! He is a true powerhouse, and our Dragon Clan has no way to resist!"
"We must flee quickly!"
The numerous Dragon Clan Great Luo cultivators, with their decent intelligence, upon witnessing the irresistible power, almost instantly analyzed that Fang Ming was beyond their ability to resist.
Therefore, these Dragon Clan Great Luo cultivators each unleashed their escape divine abilities, maintaining separate distances and heading in different directions towards the East Sea.
The reason for separating and fleeing in different directions was to increase their chances of survival.
This method was far superior to fleeing in the same direction, which would have led to their complete annihilation.
This was the only choice left for the Dragon Clan Great Luo cultivators after the Dragon Emperor's death and the ensuing chaos!
Seeing their elders fleeing, the already collapsing Sea Clan army naturally collapsed further.
Even those Sea Clan members who had strong wills and had been fighting, upon seeing the Dragon Clan elders flee, knew that the tide had turned and ceased all resistance.
The already collapsing Sea Clan army was met with a complete rout.
Fang Ming appeared in mid-air.
He gazed at the scene.
As Fang Ming emerged, numerous humans looked at him with adoring eyes.
This was the Human Emperor of our human race!
With just one strike, he had annihilated six Great Luo cultivators of the Dragon Clan, causing their high-ranking members to flee.
He had caused the Sea Clan army to collapse instantly!
"Fleeing in separate directions..."
Fang Ming gazed at the fleeing Dragon Clan Great Luo cultivators and struck again.
Great Luo Golden Immortals were high-ranking figures in the Primordial World, each referred to as a powerful being with considerable abilities.
Previously, although Fang Ming's cultivation was high, and he possessed an ultimate emperor weapon comparable to a primordial supreme treasure, he could only target a few Great Luo cultivators at a time.
Even with the Wushi Bell, he could only freeze six Great Luo Golden Immortals, not more than twenty-odd Dragon Clan Great Luo cultivators simultaneously.
The other Dragon Clan Great Luo cultivators, not directly facing the might of the ultimate emperor weapon, and with their thoughts and bodies unfrozen, were naturally able to escape.
Even Fang Ming, facing this situation of scattered escape, had no way to eliminate them all... After all, these dragons were fleeing in different directions, and he could only chase down a few, not all of them.
"However many I can catch, I will catch."
Although he knew he couldn't catch them all, Fang Ming naturally wouldn't let it go.
The chime of the Wushi Bell sounded again.
With each chime, another Dragon Clan Great Luo cultivator perished.
The primordial divine beings and Great Luo Golden Immortals, who held high status among the various races, were now falling one after another today.
Fang Ming's slaughter of Great Luo cultivators was like cutting grass!
...
"The Dragon Clan's powerful figures have retreated!"
As the scattered cultivators watching from afar witnessed this scene, they were filled with immense shock.
Earlier, when the human army and the three human ancestors were fighting against the Dragon Clan Great Luo cultivators, they had been debating who would win.