Before the mountain gate of the Dragon Phoenix Academy, twelve Immortal True Kings appeared.
Some were reincarnated from past generations, others were of the current era. Each Immortal True King was as powerful as an ancient deity, standing tall in the long sky.
They each imperceptibly released terrifying auras, which coalesced into a fearsome field, as if a million great mountains were pressing down. The void itself seemed to solidify and collapse.
The twelve Immortal True Kings faced each other, each one terrifyingly powerful and peerless, causing the other young prodigies to retreat one after another, not daring to approach.
Only a few Saint Realm Kings like the Heavenly Roc King could rely on their supreme cultivation to not retreat, but even they felt immense pressure, their expressions grave, not daring to be the slightest bit careless.
Almost all the young geniuses in this stretch of heaven and earth had been cleared out.
Ya Ya's body overflowed with radiance. She had already been immensely powerful when she met Ye Chen over a decade ago. After over a decade of secluded cultivation, and as a seed of the World Tree—one of the supreme beings—she had no fear of this True King field. Only a faint layer of fluorescent light flowed around her, easily neutralizing the True King pressure.
Ruo Xi was a generation's Xi Immortal Maiden. Three years ago, she was already not inferior to a Saint Lord. With her cultivation, she naturally had no fear.
As for Ye Chen, his gaze was profound as he stood at the forefront. Mysterious fluctuations emanated from his body, canceling out all the True King pressure.
However, this only caused some people slight surprise, because the distance between their group of three was not very close. Kings at this distance could also achieve this, so it wasn't particularly eye-catching.
The twelve Immortal True Kings faced each other, their terrifying True King pressures colliding imperceptibly, rumbling with a long roar that tore open the vast sky, directly causing large swathes of the void to collapse.
The Sun God lived up to his name. Every inch of his body seemed to contain a dazzling sun, incredibly eye-catching. He swept his gaze over the other Immortal True Kings and laughed heartily, "Twelve Immortal True Kings. I've never seen so many appear together before. This is truly rare."
Without a doubt, this was a world-shaking gathering of True Kings, surpassing any previous era.
The Yuan Yao Divine King was enveloped in ten divine halos, with surging, misty divine radiance flowing, concealing his form within a haze of immortal mist that could not be pierced.
He was born exceedingly handsome, like a divine son. He revealed a light smile, possessing a transcendent, world-moving elegance. "Since we are all gathered here so rarely, do you all wish to spar with each other?"
As his words fell, the atmosphere in this stretch of heaven and earth seemed to grow tense many times over, drawing the deep attention of many geniuses from the Myriad Domains.
A battle between True Kings—who knew how many years it took to truly witness one? Because people of this caliber were still growing and preparing, they basically wouldn't take action at this time. Only when they had truly become invincible would they act, beginning the most intense competition for the Great Dao.
"Since we are gathered so rarely, although each of us may not be fully prepared, we can still test each other's mettle. Consider it a small, early skirmish on the path of the Human Emperor," the Yuan Yao Divine King said with a light laugh. His smile could move the mortal world, making it impossible to feel any dislike. He was an extraordinary, divine man, every strand of his hair dancing, his divine radiance brilliant.
"Yuan Yao, do you truly wish to act?"
A figure of peerless grace and elegance appeared. Immortal mist veiled her form, but she was transcendent and noble, like the most exalted celestial maiden. Moreover, five-colored divine light suffused the air around her, and she wore a five-colored mask on her face.
Feng Wu!
The granddaughter of the old Academy Master of the Myriad Realms Academy, a Heaven's Pride with the bearing of a True King, peerless in the world. She was a supreme True King Heaven's Pride on the same level as the Sun God and the Yuan Yao Divine King. She spoke coolly. Though a woman, she appeared surprisingly forceful.
"We can fight!"
The Primordial Demon God also spoke up. This being, akin to a true demon, feared nothing.
The other Immortal True Kings all revealed fearless fighting spirit. They could fight.
Amidst the anticipation of the masses, was the True King battle really going to start early? Many Heaven's Pride prodigies revealed quite excited expressions.
However, after the various True Kings confronted each other for a long time, they ultimately did not truly take action. They dispersed, all harboring some apprehension. Now was not the time to act.
Suddenly, with a loud bang, the Sun God suddenly attacked, striking at the Primordial Demon God. He laughed heartily, "These people, one after another, don't dare to act. Primordial, let's you and I have a fight."
"Agreed!"
True Kings in battle! They clashed in an instant, exchanging hundreds of moves in the blink of an eye. Divine radiance shone brilliantly, yet they did not tear the void. Everything seemed ordinary.
But everyone was shocked, because every single move and technique they executed was exquisite to the extreme, perfectly controlling their power within a certain range. That was why it was so.
This was the terrifying control of True Kings. Otherwise, even Kings would find it difficult to control their supreme power with such god-like precision, utilizing every last bit for their own use.
Without a doubt, the Sun God was extremely powerful, and powerful beyond expectations. His attacks were as fast as lightning and thunder.
Boom! Boom! Boom!—
Although they did not unleash truly world-shaking, terrifying divine abilities, various minor Dao techniques came to hand as soon as they were touched, launched casually. Divine colors flashed, dazzling to the eyes, appearing brilliantly spectacular.
But beneath the beauty lay deadly, fearsome moves, impossible to guard against completely.
Even those as powerful as Kings found it difficult to last more than five moves against the Sun God.
This was the supreme, invincible aspect of True Kings, far surpassing Kings. Many Kings watched with faces pale from shock.
But what kind of figure was the Primordial Demon God? Like the Sun God, he was a peerless True King who had lived two lives, a supreme expert whose supreme laws were nearing great perfection. Naturally, he was also overwhelmingly powerful.
He was like a god, like a demon, fearing nothing. He also employed various minor Dao techniques in execution and attack. Neither he nor the Sun God used Dao weapons; they were merely engaged in rapid exchanges of fists and palms, clanging and ringing, radiance shining brilliantly, stirring the soul.
Even though their clash did not involve terrifying, great collisions that annihilated the void, the perilousness within was no less than a true great battle. Both relied on their exquisite, extreme skill to display terrifying assaults within a small area, making others cheer repeatedly.
Even the other True Kings watched with brilliant gazes, while the elders and high-level figures within the Dragon Phoenix Academy were shocked and awed, deeply aware of the dangerous nature of the exchange between these two. The slightest misstep could seriously injure the other.
Watching the two great True Kings fight, other True Kings also felt their fighting spirit boiling over. One directly intervened, turning the duel between two True Kings into a chaotic three-King battle, with extraordinary phenomena appearing one after another, dazzling and eye-catching.
Boom! Boom! Boom!—
With the first Immortal True King joining the fray, the other True King Heaven's Prides successively joined the melee one after another.
In the blink of an eye, all the True Kings were swept into it. They all acted, launching the most fearsome chaotic True King battle, drawing the attention of all the Heaven's Prides from the Myriad Domains. Their eyes shone with strange light, their blood boiling with excitement.
This was the true peak-level exchange of the younger generation. Even if it was just an exchange of ordinary Dao techniques, it was profoundly mysterious and infinitely wondrous.
They clashed and attacked each other, divine techniques appearing in succession, extraordinary colors flashing continuously, immortal light shining brilliantly. Each perfectly controlled their power to an exquisite, extreme degree.
With a boom, divine energy exploded, shining boundlessly. But the exchanges between the various Kings grew even more heated, making many of the younger generation watch, unable to suppress their boiling blood, wishing they could take their place and act, receiving the attention of ten thousand.
Feng Wu was peerless and matchless. She raised her phoenix-like eyes, sweeping them towards the Yuan Yao Divine King. Her fair hand struck out, five-colored divine light coiling around it, supreme and powerful. Even if a Saint were to come, they would be sent flying by this slap of hers, with no chance of escape.
But the Yuan Yao Divine King also extended a slender, pale hand, enveloped by a divine halo, to collide with it. Both were annihilated, everything dissipating into nothingness.
The true danger had long since vanished.
In the chaotic battle of Kings, every True King was an opponent to any other. They had to deal with several True Kings at once, while also attacking several True Kings simultaneously.
The battle situation in the field reached a level of brilliance that was difficult to surpass, giving everyone present their fill of visual spectacle and also making them sigh at the gap between themselves and these True Kings.
Truly worthy of being young True Kings. Even when employing lower-level Dao techniques in combat, their control was so exquisite and perfect, so brilliantly spectacular. If it were anyone else present, even many Saints might not be able to control their power so freely.
Boom!—
The various Kings collided in an instant. The battlefield suddenly shifted, actually moving away, and nearly swept many Heaven's Prides from the Myriad Domains into it.
Although many young Heaven's Prides tried to retreat immediately, the twelve Immortal True Kings were too fast. Many were completely swept in. Although they did not use killing moves, they were all injured and sent flying by the residual waves of the True Kings' battle, utterly unable to intervene.
Even many Kings were like this, facing a huge gap compared to these Immortal True Kings.
Only some Saint Realm Kings like the Heavenly Roc King were not sent flying. In the end, they even forcibly intervened, clashing with them.
Suddenly, the battlefield swept horizontally towards Ye Chen's location. Five Immortal True Kings, in the midst of their collision, charged recklessly over, rumbling with long roars as they launched a fearsome, intense battle.
All the other young Heaven's Prides fled immediately, leaving only Ye Chen's group of three behind.
"Get out of the way!"
A True King spoke, his expression cold and merciless, icy like a ten-thousand-year-old profound ice. In the midst of battle, he showed no intention of dodging. Moreover, a five-colored wondrous tree manifested behind him, actually alternating to unleash five divine swords of different colors, slashing horizontally over.
This was utterly merciless. If Ye Chen's trio truly couldn't avoid it, they would definitely be struck. Even a Saint would be slain.
Just as everyone thought Ye Chen's trio would be killed, at this moment, Ye Chen suddenly strode forward. His head full of black hair scattered and danced wildly, resembling roaring black dragons. With a sweep of his divine fist, he collided with the attack. Coldly, he spat out a single word: "Scram!"