The protective city barrier of Wind Heaven City completely shattered, unleashing the most intense battle.
The fighting was fierce, as the main combatants were almost all prodigies of the younger generation, with not a single one weaker than the fifth level of Divine Transformation. More than half were Super Divine Transformation cultivators, and there were also quite a few Peak Divine Transformation cultivators, and even super-powerful Demi-Saints.
Furthermore, because these were all young geniuses cultivated by the major forces of the Myriad Domains, each capable of slaying enemies across realms and mastering various supreme divine abilities and secret arts, the battle was exceptionally intense, truly earth-shattering, as if they were about to completely blow apart this very heaven and earth.
If Wind Heaven City were not sufficiently sturdy, built upon the remains of an ancient mythic site, it would likely have collapsed the moment the protective city barrier shattered.
Even so, it continuously trembled and shook from afar. Mysterious Dao marks and runes flickered and intertwined on the city walls, maintaining the stability of the ancient city.
'Truly extraordinary for a city rebuilt upon a mythic site,' someone amidst the chaotic melee said, though who it was no longer mattered. What mattered more was that the battle had long since reached a truly white-hot stage.
It had been that way from the very beginning.
Both sides clashed fiercely, unleashing endless divine abilities and laws that bombarded the area, directly shattering this stretch of heaven and earth. Not even a Saint, but even an overlord who got involved would likely be annihilated instantly, leaving nothing behind.
This was beyond doubt, for such was the reality, such was the ferocity and savagery of the battle.
'Kill!'
The two sides waged war. Theoretically, the Wind Heaven City side held the numerical advantage. Because whether it was the young geniuses or the Four Kings, someone was holding them back. Moreover, Wang Tian's bandit forces were freed up, and each of them was a true expert. Joining the battle formation, they almost forced the enemy to retreat step by step, inflicting casualties.
In almost a moment, over a dozen figures on the Heavenly Roc King's side were severely wounded, and eight were directly blown apart, their flesh, blood, and bones turning into a mist that scattered, leaving nothing behind.
Despite this, the Heavenly Roc King's side did not retreat in defeat, for everyone deeply understood that what truly decided victory or defeat between the two sides was not these people, but the power at the very top.
The duel between the Heavenly Roc King and the great bandit Wang Tian and the Ancient Xia Saint was what was crucial.
Because such figures were too powerful, impossible to measure by common sense, indirectly or even directly determining victory or defeat for both sides.
At this moment, the Heavenly Roc King, along with the great bandit Wang Tian and the Ancient Xia Saint, had long since rushed high into the sky to avoid their battle's shockwaves affecting the others below, engaging in a peak-level confrontation.
'Daring to duel with me, though foolish, is still commendable for its courage.'
The Heavenly Roc King did not immediately attack upon arriving, merely praising his opponents' courage.
Indeed, given his fearsome reputation, comparable to terrifying figures of the level of a peerless True King, even Saint realm overlords could do nothing against him.
To still choose to challenge him at this time, one had to admit the courage of these two.
Ordinary people would have long since chosen to flee.
The great bandit Wang Tian, holding a black great staff from which auspicious light streamed and radiance gushed, snorted coldly, 'Heavenly Roc King, you are very powerful. I, Wang, admit I am not your match, but delaying you for a moment is not difficult.'
The Heavenly Roc King's slender sword-like eyebrows lifted slightly. 'Are you waiting for the Battle Saint King to return?'
'Correct. Although you are very powerful, you should also understand the Battle Saint King's strength,' Wang Tian did not deny it, for there was no point.
'You think the Battle Saint King can do anything to this lord?' the Heavenly Roc King said with interest.
Wang Tian sneered coldly, 'I heard that in the Ancient Lan World, the Battle Saint King actually suppressed you.'
Mentioning this matter, the Heavenly Roc King's expression instantly turned stern, devoid of any hint of a smile, for that incident was indeed a disgrace to him.
Since his debut, facing so many peers of his generation, even when confronting one peerless True King after another like the Yuan Yao Divine King, the Sun God, and the Primordial Demon God, he had never experienced such a thing. But that time, he was firmly suppressed by the Battle Saint King, without any power to resist.
'Battle Saint King...' The Heavenly Roc King laughed loudly, but the laughter, however one looked at it, was bone-chillingly cold. 'Back then, he was only so imposing because he borrowed the Faith Power of the Gu Lan Holy Church. Does he really think he's some kind of figure? Fine. Today, this lord will slay you two first, then wait for him to return and see who is stronger.'
Boom—
True to his fearsome reputation, the Heavenly Roc King was supremely invincible, comparable to a peerless True King. At this moment, a Heavenly Roc War Spear stood horizontally in the air. Surging battle intent erupted, sweeping across the firmament, tearing through the void as he charged forward.
'Ancient Xia, attack with full force. We don't need to kill him, just hold him off for a moment and quietly wait for the Battle Saint King to return.'
'Good!'
The great bandit Wang Tian and the Ancient Xia Saint were naturally no pushovers either. Utterly fearless, yet also extremely grave, they charged forward and unleashed their full power. Saint might billowed forth, and various divine abilities and laws rippled out. Streams and cascades of auspicious light and divine colors—without another word, they unleashed their most supreme killing moves.
'When the Battle Saint King returns, presenting him with your two heads will be the best gift, I suppose.'
The Heavenly Roc King snorted coldly.
At the highest point of the heavens, terrifying explosions erupted. The Heavenly Roc King unleashed his full power. His blood energy was supremely potent and abundant, filling the heavens, accompanied by a vast and mighty demonic aura that spread, truly like an invincible demon god descending to the mortal world, about to shatter the cosmos and ascend to immortality.
Wielding the invincible Heavenly Roc War Spear, he fought with wide, sweeping movements. Every move and stance contained invincible killing intent, directly attacking the great bandit Wang Tian and the Ancient Xia Saint.
That terrifying demonic aura directly collapsed who knew how many miles of sky, even overshadowing the powerful figures engaged in the decisive battle below.
Everyone was greatly shocked, for this aura was too world-shaking. It could be clearly felt even ten thousand miles away, as if it were about to bring about the world's end.
Faintly visible, in the unreachably high heavens, a massive, enormous illusion of a Heavenly Roc appeared, spreading its wings across the ninth heaven, striking for a hundred thousand miles, as if to destroy heaven and earth.
That was the manifestation of the Heavenly Roc King's divine form, extremely terrifying. The surrounding void seemed on the verge of disintegration, golden divine energy rippling.
In a daze, one could see a majestic, awe-inspiring figure beating its wings across the long sky, charging forward to sever heaven and earth.
Boom—
Suddenly, endless blood light erupted, thoroughly dyeing the heavens crimson. A Saint had fallen, blown apart alive, body shattered, flesh and blood gone.
The Ancient Xia Saint had fallen!