Battle of the North

On the border of the northern region-- The battlefield

"You dogs of Ashiraaaa, YOU DARE?!" Holak looked agitated as he saw a large section of the army retreating, "What the hell are you doing here? Do you want to hasten the annihilation of your tribe at my hands?!"

As soon as he finished his shout, Holak quickly looked back in front of him, opened his hands wide and clapped loudly *Bam*

The purple cloud that had emerged from the ten Emperors immediately retreated and the Martial Emperors were pushed back, three of them spitting blood. Part of the cloud avoided the shockwave and continued towards Holak, but Holak's black armor ignited with a blue flame for a moment, completely burning the rest.

"We are sorry, Ancestor, we're taking too many casualties!!" The Ashera tribe leader, Arnove, stepped back, clutching his bloody chest.