The hundred Dao Emperor Realm Practitioners of the Ancient Family were also very tense at this moment.
Jing Yan was too strong, and they couldn’t muster the courage to kill him.
This battle seemed like their Ancient Family Camp was continuously sliding towards the abyss of defeat.
Moreover, even if Jing Yan wasn’t making a move now, the elite combat power of their Ancient Family Camp was hardly comparable to that of the Glory Alliance.
Both sides kept switching between internal and external battle formations; after sustaining some attacks, the martial artists on the periphery would switch with those inside to briefly recover and adjust. If they were continuously attacked, the defensive spiritual artifacts might very well be destroyed. Once the defensive spiritual artifact was damaged, even a Dao Emperor Realm Peak Martial Artist couldn’t survive under the barrage of so many attacks.
Alternating between the internal and external formations allowed them to hold out for a longer time.
However, the practitioners of the Ancient Family Camp were clearly under greater pressure. Even though the Dao Emperor Realm practitioners of the Glory Alliance only had a slight numerical advantage, their elite combat power was overall a notch stronger than that of the Ancient Family Camp.
That meant, if they continued to fight, the Ancient Family Camp would undoubtedly be defeated, it seemed to be just a matter of time.
Moreover, the strongest battlefield presence, Jing Yan, appeared ready to strike against them.
"Is the Ancient Family doomed?"
"It’s over! The people we sent out, I fear they too will fall in Flowing Light City."
The ancestors of the Six Great Families couldn’t help but move closer to Flowing Light City, watching the battle unfold above the Ancient Family Mansion; they were all deeply alarmed.
Each of their families had sent out a team of Dao Emperor Realm Practitioners to support the Ancient Family in this battle. If the Ancient Family was wiped out, then those they had dispatched would likely not escape total annihilation—an undoubtedly massive loss for them.
"That Jing Yan... does he really have the Qiankun Ring? Did he really receive unmatched inheritance from inside the Qiankun Ring?"
"It must be true, according to Gu Wanquan. Otherwise, how would you explain a forty-year-old martial artist achieving such feats? Not to mention his cultivation in Martial Arts, his prowess in Alchemy Dao and Array Dao is unparalleled across the entire Heavenly Origin Continent!"
"What do we do now? If this continues, the Ancient Family will definitely be destroyed."
"What can we do? We can’t help at the moment. Gentlemen, we might as well think about how to handle the aftermath! This Jing Yan, along with the Glory Alliance’s power, we Six Great Families probably can’t compete. Even if we could jointly confront the Glory Alliance, would Saint Master Shen Chong stay out of it?"
The old members of the Six Great Families all had serious expressions and furrowed brows.
Once the Ancient Family fell, would Jing Yan act as if nothing had happened regarding their secret support for the Ancient Family?
At this point, they really needed to carefully consider how to explain themselves to Jing Yan and seek his forgiveness.
The Dao King Realm martial artists of the Glory Alliance had started to cooperate in hunting down the Dao King Realm practitioners from the Ancient Family Camp.
Many of the Dao King Realm practitioners from the Ancient Family had been slain by Jing Yan, and their numbers were now far fewer than those of the Glory Alliance. Thus, the Alliance’s Dao King Realm martial artists found it easy to kill, with two or three ganging up on one, quickly executing their foes.
"Gu Wanquan, meet your end!" Jing Yan’s sword flashed in his hand, and the black sword light swirled out.
"Holy Light Sword Technique! Sword Intent Assault!" Jing Yan swung his sword with all his might towards the Dao Emperor Realm Practitioners’ battle formation of the Ancient Family Camp.
Jing Yan’s third-layer Sword Intent could either cover a large area for a widespread slaughter or be concentrated into an extremely small area.
The larger the area, the weaker the power. Conversely, the smaller the area, the greater the power naturally became.
Ever since Jing Yan’s Sword Intent had broken through to the third layer, he had deliberately refrained from using it, even during his previous battles with the Dao Emperor Realm Peak Martial Artists.
Now was the time to go all out.
The Sword Intent compressed atop the black sword light, resembling a sharp dagger, enhancing the power of this Sword Light to an unbelievably terrifying extent.
In an instant, the Sword Light covered hundreds of meters and reached the Ancient Family Dao Emperor Practitioner camp.
"Jing Yan, you little beast, you think you can kill me? It won’t be that easy!"
"Bring out whatever skills you have! Do you really think you can win? Haha, let me tell you, you’re wrong!" Gu Wanquan’s momentum was still incredibly strong.
Inside, he was extremely anxious, but he couldn’t show it; if even he showed fear, the battle formation of the crowd around him would likely collapse.
As long as they could maintain the battle formation, they could continue to persevere.
Gu Wanquan held onto a sliver of hope; his gaze frequently swept the horizons around him, as if searching for something.
The condensed Sword Intent, covering the black Sword Light, struck a small part of the Ancient Family Dao Emperor Battle Formation.
This small part had only targeted three Dao Emperor Realm Practitioners.
After several abnormal noises were heard, the three Dao Emperor Realm Practitioners’ Defensive Spiritual Artifact energy shields were actually pierced through by the Sword Light covered in Sword Intent.
The three men hiding behind were simultaneously slaughtered by the Sword Light.
People nearby, seeing the three Dao Emperor Realm Practicioners suddenly turn to nothingness, were shaken to their core.
Panic filled their eyes increasingly.
They had thought that by forming a battle formation and relying on the protection of Defensive Spiritual Artifacts, they could hold out for a while. But Jing Yan’s one sword strike had instantly slaughtered three protected Dao Emperor Realm Practitioners.
There were only about a hundred people in their battle formation altogether!
At this rate, how much longer could they hold out?
Jing Yan didn’t stop his attack just because they were horrified and in disbelief; after the first deadly strike, a terrifying second Sword Light soon followed.
As the second black Sword Light swept through, two more Dao Emperor Realm Practitioners were killed, and a Dao Emperor Realm Peak Martial Artist was severely injured.
"It’s over! We can’t hold them back!" Almost everyone had this thought in their minds.
"Ancestor, we should retreat! We can not defend Flowing Light City!" Ancient Family Patriarch Gu Jinlan anxiously spoke beside Gu Wanquan.
Gu Jinlan was not at the Dao Emperor Realm, but he was the Ancient Family Patriarch; therefore, he was also protected within the Ancient Family Dao Emperor Battle Formation.
"Ancestor, please make a decision quickly, Jing Yan’s cultivation is ridiculously strong, we can’t hold him off for much longer! At this rate, we might all die here." A Dao Emperor Realm Peak Martial Artist also urgently voiced his concerns.
The number of people in the Ancient Family Dao Emperor Battle Formation was dwindling; they had been previously able to contend with the Glory Alliance Dao Emperor Battle Formation, but as their numbers decreased, the pressure on the living Dao Emperors became greater and they were on the brink of collapse.
With another three to five Sword Strikes from Jing Yan, their battle formation might completely collapse. By then, it would be too late to retreat.
Now, while the formation was not yet in disarray, retreating at least meant they wouldn’t be completely crushed.
Seeing Jing Yan’s heroic attack, the warriors of the Glory Alliance were hugely boosted in morale, making their attacks even more fierce and resolute.