On the side of Original Sin.
The variables of Original Sin that had been lying dormant in the void earlier now emerged one after another. Good heavens!
There were more than ten of them.
Indeed.
For every fixed number of tribulation responders, there were an equal number of variables of Original Sin.
Since each fixed tribulation responder was formidable, the variables of Original Sin were naturally not far behind, perhaps even surpassing them.
They might not be like the Nine Heavenly Sons and Nine Holy Sons, who were either like the great sun of the heavens or like sacred great suns, nor were they like Floating Life Imperial Lord and Changfeng Great Emperor—one opening the Primordial Chaos Great Dao, the other upholding the justice of the azure heavens.
These more than ten variables of Original Sin who had appeared, including Green Robe Ancestral Patriarch and Xuanming Ancestral Patriarch, each possessed different Fortunes, and these Fortunes grew increasingly powerful one after another. There were even ancient Fortunes like those on Unending Demon Emperor and Carefree Great Emperor.
The various Ancestral Patriarchs had originally thought that with the fixed tribulation responders like the Nine Heavenly Sons and Nine Holy Sons, along with the more than ten variables of Original Sin such as Green Robe and Xuanming leading the charge, plus the Great Dao Ancestral Patriarchs from the various Grotto-Heavens and Blessed Lands and the many Original Sin Ancestral Patriarchs, if everyone fought with all their might, even if they couldn't annihilate the Empresses, they could certainly suppress them, or at the very least, hold them back.
After all.
There weren't many protecting Gu Qingfeng—just the four fixed tribulation responders including Floating Life Imperial Lord, plus the four including Da Xing the Mad Monk, and the Empresses such as Cang Yan, Su He, and Yun Nichang—barely more than ten in total.
No matter how powerful they were, they couldn't possibly withstand all the Original Sin Ancestral Patriarchs and Great Dao Ancestral Patriarchs present.
However.
When the real fight began, the various Ancestral Patriarchs realized they had underestimated these beings protecting Gu Qingfeng.
No!
It wasn't underestimation.
They had never underestimated Floating Life Imperial Lord or the Empresses; they knew the other side's strength was unfathomable. Precisely because they knew, they fought with all their might.
Yet, when they fought with all their might to besiege the Empresses, they were shocked to discover that the beings protecting Gu Qingfeng were powerful beyond their imagination.
Forget annihilating the Empresses, forget suppressing them—even when they fought with all their might to besiege them, they couldn't suppress the Empresses, nor could they even hold them back.
Here.
Da Xing the Mad Monk held the Great Compassion Fan in his left hand and the Prajna Karmic Sin Bowl in his right, his entire body shimmering with radiance, like an immovable mountain peak standing between heaven and earth, or an ancient, unwavering Vidyārāja!
Carefree Great Emperor moved with the stride of a dragon and the pace of a tiger, Imperial Chart and Senluo manifesting one after another. He was like an emperor overlooking the world and stabilizing the cosmos, or like a son of nature commanding the myriad phenomena of yin and yang. His techniques were grand and sweeping, like a war god cleaving through stars and moon, traversing heaven and earth.
Unending Demon Emperor slaughtered in all directions, his demonic might sweeping across, baleful aura soaring to the heavens. Cloaked in a dark purple-red moon, with the twin baleful stars Rahu and Ketu flanking him, wherever he went, it was as if disaster had descended—ferocious and menacing.
Changfeng Great Emperor was draped in a stream of azure radiance, an azure light pillar shooting straight into the sky as if piercing through heaven and earth. Faintly, one could see a massive azure dragon slowly coiling around the azure light pillar. With the azure heavens above his head and the azure dragon guarding him, like justice itself, he stood between heaven and earth, unmoved by yin and yang, unillumined by sun and moon, unstained by good or evil, belonging neither to light nor darkness, but only to the justice of the azure heavens!
It was as if one man could hold the pass against ten thousand.
Floating Life Imperial Lord held a long sword in hand. As the radiance around him shifted, it was as if he were draped in endless stars, with sun and moon to his left and right, like yin and yang, like light and darkness, like sacredness and evil. Yin contained yang, yang contained yin; light contained darkness, darkness contained light—as if the Three Thousand Great Daos had fused upon him, forming the Great Dao's return to unity.
Floating Life Imperial Lord's Dao was the Primordial Chaos Great Dao.
The long sword in his hand was the legendary Xuanyuan Sword.
Demon Emperor Xuehe raised his hand and brought down his palm, killing with every ten steps. His raising hand was darkness, his falling palm was darkness; movement was darkness, stillness was darkness. Every move, every word, even a glance or a thought was darkness. He was like the sovereign of darkness, ruling over the dark.
Empress Langya's figure was ethereal and elusive, flickering in and out, dreamlike and illusory, true and false, real and unreal. When the radiance around her shimmered, at times she was like the sun of the Great Yang, at times like the moon of the Great Yin.
When like the sun of the Great Yang, she was like a celestial immortal of the Nine Heavens.
When like the moon of the Great Yin, she was like a celestial demon of the Nine Heavens.
Beneath her feet was a lotus flower. When the lotus bloomed, it was as if yin and yang were intertwining; when the lotus transformed, it became like the Azure Dragon, the White Tiger, the Black Tortoise, or the Vermilion Bird.
When Empress Wuyue made her move, it was filled with ever-changing mysteries. The mysteries were of the heavens, the wonders of the earth, as if all the mysteries and wonders of this world were undergoing endless transformations in her hands.
When Empress Wuyou made her move, the myriad radiances dimmed and withered, like the setting sun in the west, or the lingering sunset, as dusk arrived and all radiances swayed accordingly.
Empress Youming was like a deathly dark moon, the breath of death rolling and spreading like the River Styx. She was like the god of death; wherever she went, no trace of life remained.
Empress Tianzong was personified as the heavens, her body like the firmament, form boundless, spirit limitless. Every move she made was accompanied by the vast and mighty heavenly might.
Empress Shennü had neither light nor radiance around her, ethereal and elusive, pure and untainted by a single speck of dust, as if she did not belong to this place. Whether it was the myriad supernatural transformations filling the sky or the myriad Fortunes of magical treasures sweeping over, to her, they were like dust. With just a gentle wave of her hand, all supernatural abilities and Fortunes inexplicably turned to ashes and vanished, as if they had never existed.
Empress Nature was like wind and thunder, water and fire, sun and moon and stars, immortal and Buddha, demon and monster, sage and god, and even all things between heaven and earth.
If Empress Shennü seemed as if she did not exist, then Empress Nature was precisely the opposite. She was as if omnipresent, merging with this void, indistinguishable from it, embracing all rivers and encompassing all phenomena. The myriad supernatural transformations and Fortunes of magical treasures sweeping over were like clay oxen entering the sea, failing to stir even a ripple upon her.
Within the field.
The Nine Heavenly Sons and Nine Holy Sons, along with the Nine Immortals of Xuantian, were all going mad, exerting all their might to unleash their most powerful supernatural Fortunes.
The Ancestral Patriarchs from the various Grotto-Heavens and Blessed Lands, including the Original Sin Ancestral Patriarchs and even the variables of Original Sin, also unleashed their trump cards.
Unfortunately.
No matter how powerful the supernatural Fortunes they unleashed, no matter how madly they fought or how hard they tried.
They still could not suppress these beings protecting Gu Qingfeng.
Even when the so-called Sage-Elders of the Holy Land, the Heaven-Elders of Shangqing Heaven, and the Immortal-Elders of Xuantian finally made their move, they could not turn the tide.
Every one of these beings protecting Gu Qingfeng was inconceivable.
Especially Floating Life Imperial Lord and Changfeng Great Emperor.
Changfeng Great Emperor, with the azure heavens above his head, upholding justice, guarded by the azure dragon, standing between heaven and earth—the myriad supernatural Fortunes filling the sky could not shake him in the slightest.
And the Primordial Chaos Great Dao opened by Floating Life Imperial Lord seemed to encompass the Great Daos of immortals and Buddhas, demons and monsters, sagehood and heavenly Dao, and so on. The supernatural Fortunes of the various Great Daos were utterly insignificant in his eyes. Most terrifying was the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand; with a single sword strike just now, he directly repelled the two Immortal-Elders of Xuantian, Tai Xuan and Tai Miao, and even the old Immortal Venerable dared not act rashly.
Even more inconceivable than Floating Life Imperial Lord and Changfeng Great Emperor were Empress Shennü and Empress Nature.
Empress Shennü was so pure and holy, as if she did not belong to this place. The myriad supernatural Fortunes were like dust to her; with just a gentle wave of her hand, even the most powerful supernatural Fortunes would turn to ashes.
Empress Nature, encompassing all phenomena and omnipresent, any supernatural Fortune that attacked her would vanish without a trace like clay oxen entering the sea.
Faced with such inconceivable existences, how could the various Ancestral Patriarchs within the field possibly annihilate them?
How could they suppress them?
How could they even hold them back?