Simultaneously, a hundred thousand miles away, numerous powerful figures were swiftly flying through the air, their direction and destination precisely the area where the two Venerable Ones were dueling.
They had received messages from the several Saint Lords present at the battlefield.
And this time, the lineup of individuals dispatched was unprecedented. Over fifty figures were rushing over, and most importantly, among this group, the weakest was at least a Saint, with no shortage of Ancient Saints, overlords, and even Saint Lords.
The nine great Eternal Imperial Dynasties had all dispatched peerless figures; other powers or some terrifying old monsters in seclusion had also appeared. Even the most transcendent and mysterious Ancient Divine Palace had sent forth powerful experts.
Such a lineup could truly be described as world-shaking and terrifying. In the Ancient Divine Continent, over the past hundred thousand years, such occurrences could be counted on one hand.
Their goal was singular: to deal with those great demons suspected to have come from the other side of the Chaos Sea.
And it was rumored that there was not just Cang Jitian, but several other great demons present there as well.
This time, with such a luxurious lineup mobilized, if possible, they aimed to capture those young great demons alive; only when necessary would they resort to hunting and killing.
Throughout the ages, the other side of the Chaos Sea had held endless mystery for the Ancient Divine Continent. According to some distant legends and ancient records, there lay the secret of immortality, methods to ascend to the pinnacle of the Great Dao, and existences that transcended life and death, enduring eternally...
It seemed as if all the secrets of the world were buried there.
The powerhouses of the Ancient Divine Continent were not without thoughts about the other side of the Chaos Sea, but the Chaos Sea isolated everything, making it fundamentally impossible to cross.
Throughout the ages, countless powerhouses had ventured forth, never to return. Only a single great existence from the distant Primordial Times had gone and returned, but even he had not spoken much of it.
All of this had piqued the curiosity of the various powerhouses of the Ancient Divine Continent. And now, the best approach was to start with these great demons.
Boom—
At this very moment, all the supreme powerhouses of the Ancient Divine Continent rushing over halted their bodies, standing firm in the void, staring blankly at their destination a hundred thousand miles away.
An endless, earth-shattering brilliance was erupting. Even from a distance of a hundred thousand miles, they could see a light sphere, thousands of times more dazzling than the sun, rising majestically.
And all of them paled, knowing that something utterly terrifying must have erupted there.
"Go, hurry over and see what exactly has happened!"
The powerhouses all changed color, fearing that their plans had been exposed. They had mobilized an unprecedented, luxurious lineup this time to encircle and kill these young great demons. They could not afford any mishaps; otherwise, such a good opportunity might never come again.
One supreme powerhouse after another shot forward like meteors chasing the moon, rushing toward the site of the duel between the two Venerable Ones.
On the battlefield of the two Venerable Ones.
Only after a long time did that destructive divine radiance, capable of reducing even Saint Lord-level experts to dust, finally begin to dissipate slowly.
But no one showed the slightest impatience. On the contrary, they watched everything there with great patience, unwilling to miss a single detail.
Who was stronger, who was weaker—it all depended on this.
Finally, everything cleared up. The void repaired itself autonomously. Everyone's gaze fell upon the central area, where they suddenly saw both the Battle Saint King and Cang Jitian, almost shattered to pieces, their bodies tattered and bloodied, appearing in the void.
Large amounts of blood and white bones drifted out, suspended in the air.
But everyone sensed the auras of the two peerless powerhouses. Though they were many times weaker than before, their life force had not been extinguished; they had not completely perished.
Mutual defeat?
Everyone was stunned. Was this the final outcome?
Even the several Saint Lords from the Ancient Divine Continent restrained themselves from seizing this excellent opportunity to kill Cang Jitian. Of course, the main reason was the watchful eyes of the several young great demons on the other side.
Rumble—
Resplendent golden light and bloody light appeared simultaneously. Both Venerable Ones activated supreme healing divine arts to begin repairing their wounded bodies.
As the golden columns of light and bloody light intertwined, filling the entire heaven and earth, two figures slowly rose from the pool of blood. Their wounded bodies were rapidly healing as they stood facing each other, their gazes locked.
Everyone watched this scene with bated breath.
In this battle, was it a mutual defeat, or had the fight not yet ended, requiring them to continue?
Under the gaze of all, everyone looked at the two Venerable Ones.
In the end, both had healed all their injuries. Their complexions appeared pale, and their auras were many times weaker.
However, they did not attack again. They simply stood silently, gazing at each other.
That stretch of heaven and earth remained silent for an unknown length of time before a voice slowly rang out. It was Ye Chen who spoke, looking at Cang Jitian standing opposite him, and said softly, "You've lost."
That faint voice was incredibly clear, resonating deafeningly in the ears of everyone present.
Everyone looked at this scene in shock, at Ye Chen, then at Cang Jitian.
Cang Jitian had lost?
Cang Jitian did not deny it. His expression was merely desolate, his smile bitter. "Yes, indeed I have lost. I lost to you."
In the first battle of True Kings on the Path of the Human Sovereign, the Battle Saint King had won. Cang Jitian had been defeated.
One shone with glory; the other was overshadowed.
The Sun God and the other True Kings all had brilliant gazes, staring intently at everything without blinking.
"Cough—"
Cang Jitian coughed up large mouthfuls of blood, his complexion exceptionally pale. The light of his Primordial Spirit at his glabella had dimmed to the extreme; he almost toppled from the sky.
The strength of a True King was too immense. Every move and technique required the mobilization of incredibly fearsome divine power, which could not be replenished easily.
He had lost, having fought until his divine power was exhausted and his Primordial Spirit had dimmed many times over. Even though he had stepped onto his own path, it was still not enough; he was ultimately no match for Ye Chen.
Ye Chen also appeared weary, but his entire body resonated with rumbling, brilliant golden blood energy, like morning bells and evening drums, deafeningly loud. An endless stream of power continuously erupted from the depths of his body, allowing him to remain standing firm.
Moreover, the Great Dao Treasure Vase transformed into a circle of an infinitely deep Black Hole, devouring heaven and earth. The spiritual energy of the myriad heavens surged forth madly, materializing into streams of tangible spiritual springs that continuously poured into Ye Chen's body.
This scene left the world stunned.
Just what kind of being was the Battle Saint King? At a time like this, he could still devour such a vast amount of the world's power to replenish his consumed divine power. He was truly a monstrous freak.
No wonder even Cang Jitian could not match him. It wasn't a lack of strength, but his endurance was far inferior, nearly inexhaustible. How could one fight against that?