The pyramid altar was mysterious. The three-zhang ancient coffin autonomously overflowed with boundless pressure, and powerful layers of gravity continuously transmitted down from the very top, crushing the long sky.
One Young King after another appeared on the pyramid altar. Each one radiated divine radiance, possessing heaven-defying divine talent, as if deities had descended into the world. Their terrifying potential was on display, divine power boiling, Dao principles coiling around them, protecting their bodies as they charged toward the highest point.
Even though the gravity of the pyramid altar was terrifyingly powerful, these Kings were sufficiently powerful and peerless. One by one, they actually managed to resist it. Even if they couldn't fly horizontally to the very top of the pyramid, they could all climb rapidly, each step appearing incredibly steady. The surging gravity was like waves of raging billows, while they were like reefs that had stood for millennia, unshakable.
Other young prodigies took advantage of the moment when the many alien race demons were kneeling in worship to charge over. The moment they landed on the edge of the pyramid altar, before they even began to ascend, the terrifying gravity pressed down on them, making it difficult for them to move.
Even after burning the divine power within their bodies and exhausting their strength, they could only manage to climb with great difficulty, appearing very strained.
At this moment, they also saw the vast gap between themselves and the Kings. Though they were of the same young generation, the difference between them was as vast as heaven and earth, unimaginably large.
Looking up at the backs of those Kings, wrapped in divine radiance as they climbed, they were actually still able to ascend rapidly under such gravity. It was truly astonishing. They were like Ancient Divine Mountains spanning the path of the Human Sovereign, something one could only look up to but never climb, filling one with despair.
The pyramid altar towered into the clouds, appearing taller and more majestic than ordinary mountains. Moreover, the three-zhang ancient coffin was extraordinarily extraordinary, with surging gravity continuously rushing down. The higher one went, the more terrifying and astonishing the pressure became.
After climbing less than half the distance, even the various Kings had transformed. The terrifying gravity pressing down was such that even a powerful cultivator of the Divine Transformation Realm would be crushed into a pulp, with no chance of survival.
One by one, the Kings mobilized the divine energy within their bodies to resist. The higher they climbed, the more astonishing the divine energy they displayed. Strong Kingly Dao principles coiled around their bodies, continuously offsetting the gravity.
Boom—
When the Kings had all reached the halfway point, suddenly, a King made a move. It was a stern, purple-haired King, clad in purple-gold divine armor, heroic and extraordinary, bursting with vigor, purple light shimmering. He held a divine spear and horizontally killed toward a King not far away, leaping a distance of over twenty zhang in a single bound, shocking all the powerhouses.
Under such gravity, let alone other young prodigies, even young talents who had stepped into the Divine Transformation Realm would be pressed down, unable to move. Yet, he could actually leap such a long distance. It was truly too terrifying.
Was this the peerless terror of a King?
The purple-armored King attacked. Purple light surged, also containing swathes of Kingly Dao principles. The purple divine spear was entwined with strands of purple flame as it struck horizontally.
"Seeking death!"
The attacked King was the King of Northern Ming Palace. His expression was cold as snow. With a loud shout that shook the entire pyramid altar, he also unleashed the Kunpeng divine technique. A stretch of the Northern Dark Sea appeared, with towering, raging waves blocking the purple light. A pair of Kunpeng divine wings also struck at the sky, colliding with it. Boundless destructive light erupted, rumbling and roaring.
It wasn't just there. Even other Kings, like Daochu, the Divine Maiden of Southern Divine Mountain, and others, were attacked by other Kings, or they took the initiative to attack. Because there was only one Dragon Sturgeon, and everyone wanted to claim it for themselves, to monopolize it alone. It was impossible to let others seize it.
On the pyramid altar, a series of terrifying battles between Kings immediately unfolded. Surging divine energy clashed and roiled, making the young powerhouses below sigh with a touch of gloom, marveling at it, yet also feeling despair.
Daochu let out a long roar. He was attacked by the inheritor of a King from an immortal force and erupted completely. Even under the gravity, Dao marks surged.
Yin and Yang energies transformed and came into being, mutually generating and restraining each other, evolving and also attacking, confronting that King. Every collision could be described as earth-shattering.
The Northern Ming Saintess, the Daoyan Saintess, the Divine Maiden of Southern Divine Mountain, and other peerless saintesses faced terrifying crises. They were all very powerful; even as mere women, they were like this. Facing true Kings, they showed no fear. One peerless beauty after another displayed world-shaking cultivation, divine radiance striking the sky as they continuously attacked.
It could be said these were all true strong women, peerlessly powerful, even as females.
Ye Chen swept his gaze over several King battlefields. No other King attacked him here, because basically all the nearby Kings had engaged in fierce battles and had no time to spare for him.
At this moment, Ye Chen also sped up considerably. His entire body was suffused with divine radiance, offsetting the continuous, terrifying gravity imposed upon him. Even though the gravity became more terrifying the higher he went, he was not afraid, because his treasure body was sufficiently powerful, continuously canceling it out completely.
Boom—
Suddenly, terrifying Kingly divine power attacked. It was actually Zhao Wudao and Canglan Saint who charged over, taking the initiative to attack him.
The cooperation of two Kings could absolutely be called terrifying as they horizontally assaulted.
"Hmph!"
Ye Chen suddenly snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with cold lightning. He also charged forward, and a dark golden great halberd appeared in his hand. Combining it with the Void Technique, he horizontally struck with a boom, displaying a fierce battle.
"Kid, today this place will be your burial ground. Even if you are killed here, it is your own fault, can't blame us. The Dragon Sturgeon is precious, everyone has a share. It's just that during the struggle, we accidentally killed you. I believe even the Tai Chu Saint Lord can't blame us." Zhao Wudao spoke, operating a divine mirror. A terrifying, blazing beam of light shot forth from it, containing extreme high temperatures capable of burning everything.
Swish—
The Reverse Void Eight Steps were executed. Although greatly restricted on the pyramid altar, he could still rapidly shift horizontally over a dozen zhang. Moreover, he actively met the attack head-on, swinging his right divine fist while his left hand wielded the dark golden great halberd.
He exchanged blows with the two Young Kings, unleashing a series of terrifying collisions. Swathes of divine radiance flashed, shattering the long sky.
However, at this point, he was still very restrained, not displaying his peerless True King might. Because he sensed there were terrifying figures here, perhaps other Immortal True Kings had arrived, lying low, waiting for the final confrontation.
When they reached close quarters, Ye Chen suddenly erupted in a furious attack. With a long roar, his right arm shook, and actually, a giant heavenly dragon roared horizontally across the sky. Surging azure light filled the air as he horizontally struck, hitting Zhao Wudao in the face before him, unleashing a killing blow!