In this battle, Martial God alone defeated nine God Sons, and even the Nangong Divine Son admitted defeat, making it a total of ten God Sons defeated.
Such a glorious achievement, among the current younger generation, had only been accomplished by the Imperial Son alone.
Now, Martial God had also done it.
Without a doubt, this strongest descendant of the Wasteland Desert Great Emperor's lineage possessed unparalleled strength, worthy of being called one of the two strongest individuals in the Suppressing Prison Imperial Domain.
Now, Martial God was about to challenge the Imperial Son, drawing the attention of all sides.
Between these two supreme geniuses who had both defeated ten God Sons, who was truly stronger?
"Good!" The Zhenyu Imperial Son uttered only this one word. "You have just finished a great battle. Recover first."
As he spoke, he flicked out a bottle of peerless divine marrow like a silken ribbon—a supreme treasure that would make even Divine Kings covet it with envy. It instantly transformed into boundless Great Dao essence, submerging Martial God.
Martial God did not hesitate either. Countless miniature black holes manifested around his body, refining the divine marrow. His injuries healed, and his essence, energy, and spirit rapidly climbed to their peak.
Moreover, the divine marrow was extraordinary. Not only did it completely heal Martial God's injuries and restore his essence, energy, and spirit, it even pushed him to a higher level, reaching a stronger realm, his aura becoming even more terrifying.
The ten God Sons all frowned. The Imperial Son had actually helped his enemy advance further.
However, the Zhenyu Imperial Son's expression remained unchanged as he stepped down from his main seat, treading on the void as he walked towards Martial God.
At the same time, Martial God stepped forward to meet him.
It was as if they were the two Great Emperors of old.
The Suppressing Prison Great Emperor facing off against the Wasteland Desert Great Emperor.
Only, this was a duel between the descendants of those two emperors, fulfilling the promise of that bygone era.
All eyes were upon them!
Right there in this palace, without the need for excessive words, the most intense, peak-level battle between the strongest of the younger generation erupted directly.
Boom—
Boundless blood energy surged up from the crown of Martial God's head, a crimson river flowing endlessly, condensed from pure blood energy. It gave rise to a boundless crimson ocean, displaying his astonishing physical body.
From the very first move, Martial God employed his strongest techniques, for he knew the power of the Zhenyu Imperial Son and felt a profound sense of threat. He unleashed the Emperor Techniques inherited from the Wasteland Desert Great Emperor—all Physical Body Imperial Arts—using his strongest physical body to strike across the sky, launching a fierce offensive against the Zhenyu Imperial Son.
Within the palace, the void completely collapsed. The terrifying blood energy contained threads of Martial God's invincible martial will, also harboring fearsome power.
At this moment, the ocean of blood energy manifested, transforming into a special blood energy domain.
The Zhenyu Imperial Son, as an Imperial Son, bathed in myriad glories, yet did not let down his guard. He displayed an extremely fearsome imposing manner, also manifesting Emperor Techniques—arts personally taught by his father, the Suppressing Prison Great Emperor—profound and mysterious, as he clashed with Martial God.
Billions of layers of radiance erupted; the battle was fierce, heaven-shattering and earth-rending.
Naturally, the palace was extraordinary. Moreover, several Ancient Divine Kings stepped forth, jointly evolving a special spatial field that contained the duel within, preventing it from affecting the outside world.
In the blink of an eye, the two had also exchanged ten moves.
It seemed like only ten moves, yet both Martial God and the Zhenyu Imperial Son had employed terrifying power far surpassing their peers. Each move and technique could make figures like the ten God Sons change their expressions.
They were evenly matched!
Martial God was astonished. The Zhenyu Imperial Son was indeed strong. Even with his own powerful physical body, the divine abilities and Emperor Techniques the Imperial Son commanded could clash head-on without yielding an inch.
He let out a long roar. His blood energy surged even more terrifyingly as he operated more profound Emperor Technique divine abilities, tearing through the sky and blasting forth.
Boom—
Just as Martial God tore through all obstructions of divine abilities and spells, arriving before the Zhenyu Imperial Son, he executed one of his Physical Body Imperial Arts, carrying the aura of using sheer force to break ten thousand techniques, smashing towards the latter's face—a decisive move.
However, at this moment, the Zhenyu Imperial Son had already raised a fist to strike, colliding with it.
Flesh and blood power collided, tearing the surrounding void, disintegrating all divine laws.
Both parties were forced back three steps, evenly matched.
"How is this possible?" Martial God's face showed shock, for the Zhenyu Imperial Son's physical body was also extremely powerful. What was astonishing was that in close-quarters combat, it was not much inferior to his own.
The Zhenyu Imperial Son said, "My father cultivated both form and spirit. Although he did not achieve emperorship through the physical body like the Wasteland Desert Great Emperor, he also attained the Dao as a Supreme Being through body refinement. So do not underestimate my Suppressing Prison Great Emperor lineage!"
As he spoke, the Zhenyu Imperial Son attacked, also displaying fearsome Physical Body Imperial Arts. Like a golden roc spreading its wings, his arms swept out, slashing towards Martial God.
Martial God dared not be careless, immediately executing the Physical Body Imperial Arts of the Wasteland Desert Great Emperor lineage, rapidly clashing.
The two collided dozens more times in a flash, all collisions of physical bodies.
From beginning to end, in close-quarters physical combat using Suppressing Prison Emperor Techniques, the Zhenyu Imperial Son was not the slightest bit inferior to Martial God, displaying a peerlessly fearsome physical body.
Martial God had inherited the strongest bloodline of the Wasteland Desert Great Emperor lineage, was a pure-blooded descendant of an imperial clan, and had also been baptized by bathing in the Wasteland Desert Great Emperor's emperor blood. His physical body was a notch stronger than that of an ordinary Imperial Son.
Yet, the Zhenyu Imperial Son was not inferior in the slightest, clearly having also refined his physical body to a higher, profound level.
Boom—
Suddenly, terrifyingly overwhelming divine power fluctuations erupted from around the Zhenyu Imperial Son. At this moment, he not only employed his ultimate physical body power but also unleashed terrifying divine power. These two terrifying forces erupted simultaneously, striking against Martial God from both fronts.
Pfft—
Martial God's figure was sent staggering back. His body, which even God Son-level figures found difficult to harm, was instantly covered with numerous fearsome wounds, blood flying everywhere.
Clearly, with the Zhenyu Imperial Son now fighting seriously, even someone as strong as Martial God—a fearsome existence capable of sweeping through ten God Sons—could only be miserably suppressed.
Martial God roared in fury, unwilling to accept this. His blood energy boiled, surging like an ocean, inundating all directions. His ultimate Physical Body Imperial Arts struck out.
But the Zhenyu Imperial Son also commanded fearsome Physical Body Imperial Arts, clashing head-on with him. Moreover, rolling divine power gave birth to various earth-shattering divine abilities, combined with his peerless physical body.
In the fierce battle, Martial God was forced back step by step, his body continuously stained with blood.
Finally, after several dozen exchanges, Martial God's strongest physical body was breached. The Zhenyu Imperial Son tore his entire body in two, passing through the shower of divine blood, forcefully defeating him and sending him flying out of the field, defeated on the spot.
The Zhenyu Imperial Son truly lived up to being the strongest descendant of the Suppressing Prison Great Emperor. He had cultivated both his physical body and Dao techniques to the pinnacle of his realm. Martial God's ultimate physical body, which he relied on to sweep through everything, gained no advantage and was defeated by the Zhenyu Imperial Son!
Though surprising, it was also within reason.
Because the Zhenyu Imperial Son was the number one of the younger generation in the Suppressing Prison Imperial Domain, and the Suppressing Prison Great Emperor was now the supreme giant of the Southern Wasteland.
Whereas Martial God was merely a descendant of the Wasteland Desert Great Emperor lineage, and the Wasteland Desert Great Emperor had already fallen for endless eons.
In all aspects, Martial God was far inferior to the Zhenyu Imperial Son.
Martial God's two halves merged back into one, his injuries healing, but his expression was desolate. Feeling himself far inferior to the Zhenyu Imperial Son, he said gloomily, "I have ultimately failed to live up to the great hopes they placed in me!"
He had emerged bearing the great hopes of the Wasteland Desert Great Emperor's imperial clan and the descendants of the seventy-two tribes. But in a true battle, he was defeated, failing those hopes.
The expressions of the other two Boundary Desert Heaven's Prides were also downcast. If even Martial God was no match, they stood even less chance.
The Zhenyu Imperial Son said, "Though you were defeated, being able to fight me to this extent is also rare in the world. You need not be disheartened. Among the current younger generation, you are the only one who has forced me to fight with my full power!"
His evaluation of Martial God was very high, worthy of being the strongest descendant of the Wasteland Desert Great Emperor lineage. He was indeed powerful.
In the current era, within the Suppressing Prison Imperial Domain, only Martial God could force him, the Imperial Son who had been invincible among the younger generation for many years, to fight with his full power.
"Though I am defeated, my Wasteland Desert Great Emperor lineage has not been completely defeated," Martial God suddenly said, looking towards Ye Chen. "Ye Chen, I ask you to take action."