The Tenth Great Bandit naturally did not rely on a single method, unleashing various divine abilities that rumbled forth, collapsing heaven and earth, an utterly terrifying sight.
Amidst the fearsome collisions that shattered the skies and split the land, the Battle Saint King soared into the heavens, clashing directly with the Tenth Great Bandit, Ouyang Changtian.
A Saint King versus an overlord—the battle quickly escalated to a white-hot stage.
Without a doubt, this was a peak-level duel.
Ouyang Changtian roared, wielding a supreme divine sword that merged with a hundred thousand sword shadows, slashing out soaring sword beams that cleaved through the firmament, annihilating everything in their path as they collided repeatedly.
Star after star was directly severed, exploding into oblivion between heaven and earth.
As a generation's overlord of the Saint Realm, Ouyang Changtian was undoubtedly immensely powerful, even surpassing ordinary overlords; otherwise, he would not have been qualified to hold the tenth position.
Everyone believed that given enough time, Ouyang Changtian would absolutely have the qualifications to step into the Saint Lord domain.
The Battle Saint King fought with peerless might, soaring against the tide, the Ten Heavens divine nature halo always encircling his true battle form, his golden body indestructible, impervious to all laws, as he continuously struck out with his invincible battle fists.
His hands traced arcs, revealing Dao Traces, while a Great Dao Treasure Vase soared across the sky, the Four Extremities connecting heaven and earth, four-colored divine radiance coiling around his body.
Boom—
The Battle Saint King's expression was indifferent, his entire body as if cast from gold, even his hair strands tinged with golden brilliance. He strode forward, executing the supreme Battle Saint Art, even performing Heaven and Earth Creation, with the Five Elements Golden Realm manifesting behind him...
One supreme divine ability after another erupted from the Battle Saint King's hands with earth-shattering, terrifying fluctuations, enough to startle heaven and earth and move ghosts and gods.
He was like an invincible deity-demon, various supreme divine abilities accompanying him, casually unleashed, briefly illuminating the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
This expanse of heaven and earth was completely submerged in a dazzling golden ocean.
Faintly, it seemed one could hear the roars of a generation's great bandit, as well as the cold voice of the Battle Saint King echoing forth.
The battle between the two sides was utterly drowned within that brilliant golden radiance.
When the sky-filling golden brilliance finally dissipated, everyone was greatly shocked.
The generation's great bandit Ouyang Changtian burst forth, disheveled, covered in blood, his battle armor shattered, his body riddled with cracks, having suffered unimaginable heavy injuries. He sped away like the wind, attempting to flee this battlefield and return to Dark Night City.
Everyone knew that in the battle, Ouyang Changtian must have been defeated; otherwise, he would not be in such a wretched state.
But the Battle Saint King, his black hair cascading like a waterfall, possessing an invincible divine bearing like an Immortal King standing alone between heaven and earth, would not let the other cling to life and escape.
Roar—
The Saint King let out a great roar, blood energy filling heaven and earth, the roar shattering the skies, causing even the endless leaden clouds to crumble.
Even though it was not targeted, many people nearby had their eardrums burst and bled from seven orifices, while those with slightly weaker cultivation directly exploded, suffering complete annihilation of both body and spirit—a terror so shocking it was horrifying.
"Ah!"
The Tenth Great Bandit Ouyang Changtian let out a miserable, piercing scream. His body shattered inch by inch in the void; even his Primordial Spirit rushing into the Mud Pill Palace between his brows was of no avail, ultimately also annihilated, crushed into nothingness.
Poof!
The crowd stared dumbfounded. A generation's great bandit had just been shaken to death alive by the Battle Saint King. Between heaven and earth, only the Saint King stood alone, his black hair dancing wildly, his divine might overwhelming the heavens!
The other Immortal True Kings all turned their gazes over. Slaying a generation's great bandit was absolutely a glorious, terrifying battle achievement, after all, this was an overlord of the Saint Realm.
The Battle Saint King had blood trickling from the corner of his mouth; clearly, he had also been wounded during the duel with Ouyang Changtian, but it was not outwardly visible and not severe. The blood energy within his body rumbled, autonomously and rapidly repairing his injuries, his body crystalline and sparkling, shimmering with golden brilliance.
Moreover, his gaze was exceptionally brilliant as he looked into the distance at the majestic Dark Night Ancient City that seemed to swallow the sky-filling starlight. The closer he approached this place, the more he felt his fingers burning, because Old Yan's ancient ring had been continuously emitting strange light.
The closer he drew to Dark Night Ancient City, the more intense it became.
What connection did the mysterious Old Yan have with Dark Night Ancient City?
Ye Chen was not without having asked others, such as the Gate Lord of the Heavenly Gate, who was well-versed in ancient and modern knowledge, a generation's Supreme Great Power, but he did not recognize Old Yan.
Or like the Corpse Devouring Insect Emperor, whose origins were also mysterious and seemed to know many things, but when asked if he recognized Old Yan or Old Yan's ancient ring, he just shook his head blankly.
Everything, everything, indicated Old Yan's extraordinariness.
He always felt that Old Yan was a being of very mysterious origins, very likely an ancient Great Sage, or even more mysterious than an ancient Great Sage. But why did he only appear on the Tian Du Continent? This point was very peculiar.
There were simply too many mysteries in this world. Only by truly becoming powerful would one have the qualifications to know. Otherwise, even as powerful as he was, capable of slaying Saint Realm overlords, there were still many things he knew nothing about.
Perhaps only upon reaching the level of an ancient Great Sage would one have the qualifications to know.
"Old Yan, oh Old Yan, where exactly have you gone? Why did you leave without returning..."
Ye Chen sighed lightly, feeling a bit lost.
But immediately after, his gaze quickly turned brilliant again as he looked toward the other fearsome great bandits on the battlefield. With a leap, he appeared before another great bandit, launching into a fierce battle.
The terrifying battle continued.
Boom—
Another terrifying blood light exploded, representing yet another great bandit falling, completely annihilated between heaven and earth.
It was that mysteriously transcendent Yuan Yao Divine King who had made the move. This peerless True King, ethereal yet forceful, manifested a Tenfold divine halo, strikingly similar to the Battle Saint King's Ten Heavens halo, as if identical.
When he unleashed his ultimate kill, he did not hesitate in the slightest, forcefully suppressing and slaying an overlord-level great bandit—the one ranked eleventh, Yang Jue, not much weaker than Ouyang Changtian.
Moreover, the Sun God, the Void Divine King, and the other Immortal True Kings each erupted with furious might, as if undergoing Samsara reincarnation, awakening their invincible Dao Fruit from past lives to return to their invincible positions, charging forth to annihilate everything.
As time passed, the long sky was torn asunder, the void erupted violently. Already, four overlord-level great bandits had fallen. The army of prodigies was simply like a hot knife through butter, sweeping all before them.
Awoo roar—
Suddenly, a massive black shadow projected over the entire vast earth, and an overwhelmingly vast demonic might soared into the heavens, covering the battlefield.
It was an immensely gigantic dragon, possessing the form of a True Dragon, though not a True Dragon itself—it was a Cang Dragon, soaring through the clouds, larger than mountains, winding through the cloud layers.
This was a dragon race creature far more powerful than a demonic flood dragon, flowing with more than half dragon blood, very close to a True Dragon, and also a fearsome Saint Beast King.
Its appearance brought with it a demonic might of unprecedented vastness, even causing the army of prodigies on the battlefield to tremble uncontrollably.
"It's over, the Cang Dragon King has appeared. That's the strongest beast king reared by the First Great Bandit; it once devoured a Saint Lord."
Countless people exclaimed in alarm, their expressions exceptionally pale, because of the Cang Dragon King's fearsome reputation.