No matter how fiercely they assaulted it, the ancient gate shimmered with a hazy radiance, still managing to withstand the onslaught.
Moreover, within the ancient city, a majestic and vast Dao aura began to flow, actually reinforcing the city gates.
Without needing to think, it was clear that the First Great Bandit had made a move, intending to block everything.
"Truly worthy of being the legendary Dark Night Ancient City; it is indeed difficult to breach," Ye Chen sighed, knowing that the moment of the life-and-death decisive battle had arrived, and it would only grow more brutal.
"Kill!"
As one of the strongest spearheads, Ye Chen swept through swathes of bandits and even began to assault the ancient city.
Although the Dark Night Ancient City was built by the Dark Night Sovereign, he did not believe its sturdiness would reach the Sovereign level. Otherwise, what would be the point of the so-called Dark Night Siege Battle? Who could possibly breach it?
Even if all the prodigies from past and present gathered to attack together, they could not possibly breach such a Sovereign-level ancient city.
Furthermore, mysterious and unknown spatial ancient gates appeared one after another in the world, from which columns of terrifying iron cavalry emerged, clad in clanging battle armor, their murderous aura extremely fearsome.
Their numbers reached a full nine thousand, hailed as the Nine Thousand Iron Cavalry!
Every single war steed was absolutely extraordinary, brimming with blood energy, their battle armor clanging and shining brilliantly. How extraordinary they were, with Dao marks overflowing—they were absolutely capable of mass slaughter.
The Nine Thousand Iron Cavalry rumbled forward, a dark, dense mass that simply slayed gods when encountering gods, slaughtered buddhas when encountering buddhas. No one knew exactly where they came from.
Along their path, they swept through like autumn wind through fallen leaves. Wherever their military might pointed, any obstacle turned to dust.
Once the iron cavalry passed, nothing remained.
If not for the various major forces behind the prodigies lending assistance, Ye Chen would never have believed it.
The appearance of the Nine Thousand Iron Cavalry, their horses trampling through the sky, truly displayed their peerless fearsomeness. They directly swept everything clean, annihilating batch after batch of bandits, slaughtering them all until rivers of blood flowed. They were simply invincible and unstoppable.
The bandits who came from outside the Plunder Heaven Plains were purely a motley crew temporarily assembled. The bandit gangs from various ancient cities were no match either. Dozens to hundreds of warships were, in a way, terrifying, their banners fluttering and snapping in the wind.
But once the Nine Thousand Iron Cavalry appeared, the war spears in their hands flew out in unison, each carrying their essence, energy, and spirit into the attack.
Just one volley destroyed over half; countless bandits were directly pierced through like sieves, suffering complete annihilation of both body and spirit.
Even three Saints mixed among them met the same fate, utterly weak and not worth a single blow.
The Nine Thousand Iron Cavalry was too fearsome; they were definitely a product of an Immortal force, perhaps not just one. With various Immortal forces involved, helping the prodigies take action, they had reached their current scale.
Even the Dragon Phoenix Academy could not openly clash with the various major forces and could only turn a blind eye.
In no time, the supporting force of a full three hundred thousand bandits was completely slaughtered. The heavens and earth were dyed crimson, and they even charged beneath the Dark Night Ancient City.
In the shadows, several extremely fearsome figures appeared, finally balancing out the Saint Lords and even the ancient recluses on the great bandits' side.
Over a dozen Immortal True Kings were invincible, striking directly at the heart, each displaying their divine might.
Except for a few individuals, more than seven overlords were slain by them, truly showcasing the peerless divine might of these Immortal True Kings.
The Battle Saint King was peerless and invincible. Behind him, the Five Elements Golden Realm was opening, as if truly opening up a great golden world. One golden Dao weapon after another soared into the sky, bursting forth with dazzling golden radiance, like flying meteors, shattering the heavens and earth, exploding through the clouds—how utterly terrifying it was.
Those warships, those aerial ancient fortresses were all blasted apart. The Battle Saint King engaged in mass slaughter, reaching everywhere, fearsome and boundless, invincible in the world.
"To breach the ancient city, for the Dark Night Siege Battle that occurs once every hundred thousand years, the prodigies have indeed prepared sufficiently!"
The Cang Dragon King suddenly spoke, his voice as immense as a great bell, resonating through heaven and earth.
And at this moment, it transformed from its massive, mountainous demonic form into a human height, swooping down with spread wings.
Many great bandits followed behind, extremely respectful, with experts as numerous as clouds, appearing very reverent.
"A peerless Demon King!"
All the prodigies changed expression. This was an invincible Demon King with half a foot already in Samsara, his blood energy overwhelming, excessively powerful.
How powerful the Cang Dragon King was! Having lived for a full three thousand years, he could be called a living invincible Saint Beast King. His comprehension of the Dao had long reached an unfathomably profound level. No one knew how this old Cang Dragon had managed to live for such a long time, which was astonishing.
Many strong individuals within the prodigy army felt their mouths go dry, their bodies on the verge of cracking apart, their divine souls about to burn up. Such was the divine might of an invincible Demon King.
Even just standing there without taking action made people's hearts pound with fear, making them want to kneel down uncontrollably, so terrifying it could drive one mad.
Only a few Kings revived several incomplete Heavenly King battle weapons, suspending them overhead, from which thousands upon thousands of divine marks descended, isolating heaven and earth. Only then did they avoid suffering that fearsome oppressive pressure.
"For the Ancient Divine Domain, without corresponding preparations, how can one contend for a spot?"
A Saint Realm King spoke. He was very imposing, standing within this Saint Realm, also a King of his generation, comparable to overlords, and a Commander-level figure within the prodigy alliance.
"What an impudent junior indeed! How dare you speak to this old man in such a manner? Even if your Saint Lord came, he wouldn't be able to, and would have to respectfully address this old man as Senior."
The Cang Dragon King's gaze was extremely piercing, exploding the void. Even that Saint Realm King shuddered all over, his complexion somewhat pale, clearly subjected to immense pressure.
It then swept its gaze over the various True Kings, but almost every single True King was a reincarnated existence. Their previous life's Dao Fruit was on the same level as the Cang Dragon King's, so this demonic might had little effect on them.
But their cultivation realms were placed here, differing by almost two major realms; they could not contend by force.
"What fine Immortal True Kings, almost every one reincarnated and reborn, and awakened, only lacking the retrieval of their previous life's invincible Dao Fruit. Once obtained, merging two lifetimes, they could transcend Samsara and achieve the Heavenly King fruit. Truly something even this old man feels inferior to."
The Cang Dragon King sighed somewhat, speaking of those eternally stunning and brilliant Immortal True Kings. But the next moment, its voice turned much more sinister: "At least, you have not reached that point yet. Today, this old man will block the path here, making this Dark Night Siege Battle one where no one can enter the Ancient Divine Domain, turning it into a joke."
The Cang Dragon King personally blocking the path was absolutely the most fearsome.
"Apologies, someone specifically invited this old man here precisely to personally block you."
From among the prodigies, the old man who had descended from the Eight-Clawed Crocodile Dragon spoke.
Moreover, his appearance underwent some changes. In the end, although his hair was almost all gone, he appeared hale and hearty. When he spoke, it was like a bronze bell resonating, his withered body burning like a divine furnace.