The battle commenced.
This was already the third battle of the day, and each one was more intense than the last. This was an unprecedented great melee.
The eight Immortal True Kings of the Myriad Domains faced off against the numerous Saints of the Ancient Divine Continent.
Without a doubt, the lineup from the Ancient Divine Continent held an absolute, overt advantage.
The nine leading Saint Lords of the imperial dynasties, over a dozen overlords, and other Ancient Saints and Saints all charged forward, aiming to overwhelm and gang up on the True Kings.
As expected, this stretch of heaven and earth was shattered in the first instant. The void collapsed completely, the destructive power was world-shaking, and the area within a hundred thousand miles began to crumble.
But soon, all the powerhouses soared into the sky, not intending to damage the Ancient Divine Continent, but rushing into the starry sky beyond the domain.
The Ancient Emperor Realm, a vast ancient realm opened by Emperors and Sovereigns, naturally had genuine stars dotting its expanse, not mere projections from ordinary dimensional worlds or special realms.
Dozens of the most powerful Saints rushed into the starry sky for a great confrontation. The True Kings and the Saint Lords, in particular, fought with unparalleled ferocity.
Those who were merely spectators could only watch from afar, not daring to approach lest they be caught in the crossfire.
On the Four-Winged Snake Dragon, even Canglong trembled. Lin Ke'er and the others in the exquisite cabin now knew that Ye Chen's identity was one of the great demons, and that he was the legendary Battle Saint King Qian Yue. Yet, they could muster little hatred. His care along the journey and his guidance in cultivation, all without malice, made them feel more worry than any so-called animosity.
Although they knew that Qian—that is, Ye Chen—was powerful, facing so many renowned imperial dynasty powerhouses still filled them with concern. They silently prayed in their hearts.
Boom—
Under the gaze of all, dazzling divine radiance bloomed in the vast starry sky beyond the domain, so bright that even Demi-Saints could not look directly and had to close their eyes.
A fearsome battle among Saints was taking place there, a sight rare throughout the ages. A large group of Saint-realm powerhouses, even involving Saint Lords—more than ten of such figures—were clashing. It was many times more terrifying than when Ye Chen faced Cang Jitian.
It was like the true destruction of heaven and earth. Visible to the naked eye, several massive stars in the starry sky beyond the Ancient Emperor Realm were shattered one after another by their blows.
That kind of majestic power seemed beyond mortal grasp, stirring the endless starry sky as they waged the most fearsome battle in that vast, empty region.
The vast destructive fluctuations, though infinitely distant, could still be clearly felt by the people of the Ancient Divine Continent, allowing them to indirectly sense the terrifying combat among the Saints.
Even Demi-Saints understood that a single one of those fluctuations could easily crush them, leading to the complete annihilation of both body and spirit.
Boom! Boom! Boom!—
In the starry sky, dozens of Saints fought across a wide area. The nine Saint Lords confronted the eight Immortal True Kings, all unleashing their most powerful divine might.
Stars were pulverized in their battle. That overwhelming, majestic destructive divine might swept across the heavens, causing everyone to pale.
The world knew this battle was intense, but few knew just how intense.
It was too far, and the Saint-level dao power interfered with the Heavenly Secrets. Aside from the Saint Lords, no one could see how fierce the battle truly was.
However, looking at the grave expressions of the few Saint Lords who did not participate, one could guess just how intense the battle among Saints in the starry sky beyond the domain had become.
The Sun God let out a long roar. True to his name, he resembled a Sun God, radiating light for ten thousand feet as he charged out. A brilliant sun hung in the sky, enveloping him, accompanied by boundless Sun Saint Fire spreading out, covering heaven and earth.
In his hand appeared a vermilion-gold divine spear, a celestial spear forged entirely from Hengyang Vermilion Gold, one of the Chaos Immortal Metals. Its spearhead was shaped like a mighty Golden Crow, erupting with astonishing divine might.
He engaged an imperial dynasty Saint Lord in fierce combat.
He strode forward, walking upon the void, shaking heaven and earth. The Immortal Spear flowed with dazzling crimson light, perfectly harmonizing with his own sun. Pointing it at the Saint Lord-level existence, he then swept the spear directly across, unleashing a world-shaking strike that seemed capable of collapsing the entire firmament.
Boom—
A small planet not far away was swept by this strike and directly blasted apart, stirring the vast starry sky. Entire belts of meteorites exploded, flames soaring to the sky.
While fighting an imperial dynasty Saint Lord, he also cautiously monitored his surroundings. The enemy's numbers far exceeded theirs; there were nine Saint Lord-level figures alone, one extra who could assist in battle at ease.
Whether it was him, Yuan Yao Divine King, Primordial Demon God, or the other powerhouses, each True King was wary. While fighting an imperial dynasty Saint Lord, they also had to divert attention to deal with overlords and Ancient Saints preparing to ambush. For a time, they could not gain much of an upper hand.
Rumble—
Divine energy shook heaven and earth, shattering vast regions, an extremely terrifying sight.
The Primordial Demon God was like an invincible divine demon descending to the mortal world, demonic light boiling, yet also radiating billions of strands of grand dao divine radiance, extremely fearsome.
Once the Doomsday Heavenly Halberd appeared, heaven and earth split, the sky tore, space-time crumbled—everything seemed on the verge of annihilation.
This was the Primordial Demon God's peerless demonic might. Even powerful Saint Lords had to avoid his edge before him.
With a horizontal slash, he directly cleaved a third-layer Saint who was about to approach for a sneak attack on the spot. The Saint's entire body exploded, blood light spreading.
The other True Kings were the same, utterly fearless. Each displayed the True King's might they were known for, supremely powerful. Although the other Saints wished to assist the Saint Lords, facing the overwhelmingly powerful True Kings, five Saints were soon slain in succession.
Boom—
Another burst of blood light exploded, collapsing the void.
This was not uncommon; Saints slain by the True Kings earlier had produced similar fluctuations. But this one was shockingly powerful, overshadowing the entire combat zone and startling both sides of the battle, leaving them dumbfounded.
For the one slain was no ordinary Saint, but an overlord—more precisely, a peak sixth-layer Quasi-Saint Lord.
It was the Battle Saint King who had struck. Bathed in endless golden radiance, he stood alone in the void, proud and aloof.
How long had the battle been going on? A peak sixth-layer Quasi-Saint Lord had been blasted apart by him, blood staining the sky.
The invincible Battle Saint King!