After eliminating the man in the black robe, the two empresses swiftly returned to Orion's side. The moment the Hongyan Empress arrived, her earlier fierceness faded, transforming her demeanor into one of tranquility, as if she hadn't just unleashed devastating power.
In contrast, the Bingfeng Empress maintained her cool, aloof air, majestic and regal, with an elegance that set her apart from others. Yet, even she occasionally offered a charming smile when addressing Orion, a rare glimpse into her warmth.
"My lord!" Hongyan Empress said, her voice soft as she presented Orion with a space ring. "This is the trophy we captured from the enemy. It is yours!"
"Thank you for your hard work!" Orion replied, his face lighting up with gratitude as he accepted the ring. He admired how considerate the empresses were, ensuring the battlefield was cleared for him.
Looking at the two supreme empresses, one on either side, Orion's heart swelled with excitement. They were both stunningly beautiful and fiercely capable, embodying grace and strength. How could he not feel elated in their presence?
However, as Orion's thoughts drifted to Li Sandao's perilous situation, his smile faded. Now was not the time for celebration. Li Sandao's safety was uncertain, and the powerful emperors under his command were in jeopardy. While Emperor Xu and Qingyun were faring reasonably well, legions like the Dragon Cavalry Army and the Black Armor Army faced immense challenges. Their main focus remained on the vast battlefield, not on confronting these powerful masters one-on-one.
"Hongyan, Bingfeng, we have more than a dozen formidable foes in the sky, entangled with our allies!" Orion urged, his tone urgent. "You must go and support them immediately!"
"Yes, my lord!" the two empresses replied in unison, their expressions grave.
They had already sensed the intense battle raging among over twenty emperors in the sky but had refrained from acting without his command. With a nod of understanding to each other, they shot forth, two beams of light, each radiating immense power, ascending into the tumultuous void.
The aftermath of the previous battles had left the space surrounding Chang'an shattered, creating a chaotic void. As the two empresses arrived, everyone engaged in combat became aware of their presence, drawn by the brilliance of their auras.
"Great! The lord's reinforcements are here!" Orion's subordinates exclaimed, relief washing over their faces. Yuan Zuozong and Zhang Shigui, in particular, felt a weight lift from their shoulders. They had been suffering immensely, barely managing to fend off the onslaught from the black-robed men.
Even with their combined might, the strength of the black-robed adversaries had resulted in significant casualties among their ranks, and any hope of counterattacking had felt like a distant dream.
On the other hand, the arrival of two powerful empresses sent waves of dread through the black-robed men. The tides of battle were shifting, and their previous advantage was slipping away.
"Ah San, act quickly! Eliminate the opponent before you!" one black-robed man growled, gritting his teeth.
With the odds now stacked against them, the pressure mounted. They had already struggled against their opponents; the emergence of two more formidable foes could spell disaster.
At this moment, the man in black robes faced the most powerful warriors in Orion's command—the Void Emperor, whose prowess in battle astonished all who witnessed it. His mastery of spatial techniques was unrivaled, and he had already pushed his opponent to the brink of defeat.
However, just as the Void Emperor felt the reassurance of reinforcements, he suddenly sensed a surge of ferocity from his adversary. The once-cautious attacks intensified, revealing a newfound resolve, as if the presence of the two empresses had reignited the fire within them.
Understanding the shift in strategy, the Void Emperor chose to retreat toward the two empresses while continuing to defend against the black-robed attackers.
As the situation grew more desperate, the two empresses arrived at the Void Emperor's side. With unwavering resolve, they unleashed potent energy blasts at the black-robed assailants.
The black-robed men cursed under their breath, realizing they had lost the initiative and were forced to defend against this new onslaught.
Yet the empresses, undeterred, pressed the attack.
"War!" they cried, charging forward.
Caught off guard, the black-robed men had no choice but to pivot and confront the empresses.
But as soon as they engaged, a crushing pressure settled over them. Their expressions shifted from confidence to disbelief as they realized the strength of the empresses rivaled that of the Void Emperor—and perhaps surpassed it.