Roar—
The Divine Spirit-level Saint Phantom let out a terrifying roar that seemed to shatter heaven and earth. Immediately after, it threw a punch, carrying with it a majestic power capable of blasting apart the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths—it was the supreme power of a Heavenly King.
Peacock King's Void Palm Seal was shattered, yet his expression remained unchanged. The power of the void, layered upon layer, was utilized to its utmost by him, the Void Divine King.
All the force was neutralized, and he unleashed a series of spatial storms, ferocious beyond measure. Even a Saint Lord caught within would face only death and destruction.
The other two races' Samsara supreme powerhouses dared not be negligent, swiftly charging forward.
To deal with such a strongest Saint Phantom possessing Divine Spirit-level combat power—though it could not truly rival a genuine Heavenly King, it still possessed a portion of the peerless divine might of the Heavenly King realm—only by the three races' supreme powerhouses joining forces could it be dealt with. Otherwise, any single Samsara supreme powerhouse would find it difficult to resist.
"Let's go. We shall take it beyond the domain for battle, leaving the various Saints of each race to contend for the Chaos Supreme Treasure by their own means," said Peacock King.
"It shall be so," the human race's supreme powerhouse calmly replied, and Beast Sovereign Wan Shan also nodded.
Boom—
The three Samsara-level supreme powerhouses took action one after another. The most terrifying divine radiance was blasted into the deepest part of the firmament, aiming to enter the starry sky beyond the domain. The heavens and earth instantly dimmed, the sun seeming to vanish, and the stars trembling.
The terrifying fluctuations alarmed a region spanning a million li. Because it was too fearsome, countless major powers were gazing from afar at that divine radiance that shot straight into the netherworld, as if a Heavenly King was striking back against the Nine Heavens.
"What happened in the Hundred Battles Mountain Range? Didn't they just begin entering today? Why did such a terrifying fluctuation appear right from the start?"
Countless people looked at that heaven-piercing divine radiance, unable to comprehend.
But the world could not clearly understand—these were the three races' supreme powerhouses forcefully taking action. Each was like a blazing sun, erupting with billions of zhang of divine radiance, unleashing the most powerful Dao might. All blood-qi and remnant law traces were blasted apart, unable to approach in the slightest.
All three were like deities, forcing the fallen blood-colored Divine Spirit up into the starry sky beyond the domain above the ninth heaven for battle.
As for the Chaos Supreme Treasure, it was left for the various Saints of the three races to contend for.
"Azure Dragon, the three of us will handle it. You go seize the Chaos Supreme Treasure, don't worry!"
Peacock King's voice transmission came down. Azure Dragon Great Saint acknowledged and immediately led the demon race's various Saints to charge forward first.
The human race's various Saints and the beast race's various Saints naturally refused to fall behind. Hundreds of Saints collided head-on, unfolding the most fearsome great battle of Saints.
The three races' target was the Chaos Supreme Treasure; naturally, none were willing to simply hand it over to others.
Boom rumble rumble—
The most terrifying battle began, where even a casual clash was a Saint-level great battle, capable of destroying heaven and earth.
Even within this mysterious Hundred Battles Mountain Range, one blood-colored desolate mountain after another crumbled to dust, utterly unable to withstand the peak-level great battle of various Saints.
Everyone was striving to seize the Chaos Supreme Treasure. The Peak of the Fallen flowed with a layer of eerie radiance, carrying a powerful Divine Spirit's pressure, also protected by the law power of the Divine Spirit from its lifetime, remaining undamaged, yet it shook violently, nearly on the verge of shattering.
Ao roar—
Azure Dragon Great Saint roared, shaking heaven and earth. He was tall and majestic. Though in human form, a massive Azure Dragon phantom appeared behind him, blotting out the sky and covering the earth, his demonic might peerless, excessively powerful, even stronger than an ordinary Saint Lord.
On his body, a layer of dense azure scales quickly manifested, densely covering every inch. Dragon horns also appeared, and behind him, a dragon tail swayed. In his hand was a heavenly spear, incredibly valiant.
His entire body erupted with azure light, as if the true Azure Dragon of the Mythical Era had been reborn, his dragon might peerless. He struck horizontally, blasting apart the void in all directions. The moment he advanced, he shattered several Ancient Saints into pieces.
That fearsome heavenly spear enlarged and swept across the sky, directly shattering the head of an overlord-level beast king with a single spear strike. Blood and brain matter splattered, and he fell on the spot.
A generation of peerless demon Saint, incomparably powerful.
Among the humans, Hua Kingdom's Saint Lord hid within a silver-armored war chariot, condensed into a streak of dazzling silver light. He swept across the sky, cutting through the firmament to strike, instantly blasting apart several Saints from the demon and beast races. His methods were extremely formidable.
The war chariot's battle aura clanged, sharp and imposing. It even confronted a Saint Lord-level beast king from the beast race, charging into the firmament for a fierce battle, scattering clouds in all directions, incredibly intense.
Xiang Kingdom's Imperial Sovereign drove a divine ship into battle. On the divine ship was a row of fearsome black-armored Forbidden Army warriors who, combined, could rival a Saint Lord. They shouted in unison, unleashing destructive law power, successively slaying several powerful Saints, with even an Ancient Saint falling, blood staining the world.
The beast race naturally refused to lag behind. There were supreme Saint Lord-level beast kings roaring. Their beast bodies, larger than mountains, rapidly shrank, but their power did not diminish in the slightest. On the contrary, they became more agile. When moving, it was like ten volcanoes erupting and spewing, annihilating the heavens.
Non-Saint Lord-level powerhouses from the human and demon races found it difficult to harm it. Conversely, when it opened its bloody maw to bite, even an overlord-level powerhouse's body would be torn in half, flesh and blood pulverized, a miserable and eye-catching sight.
The great battle of the three races' various Saints was incredibly intense, shaking the entire Hundred Battles Mountain Range. Countless Dao marks and laws surged forth, shooting up to the Nine Heavens.
If this were any other region, it would surely have sunk a hundred-thousand-li area, because too many Saints were battling here. That level of divine might would even make a Heavenly King pale.
The Hundred Battles Mountain Range was nearly completely destroyed. Only the Peak of the Fallen at the very center continued to shine with blood-colored radiance, protecting this mountain range from being utterly annihilated.
This was an unprecedented strongest melee, where even a casual clash was Saint-level, drawing the attention of the entire world.
Outside the Hundred Battles Mountain Range, those powerhouses observing through heaven-piercing divine eyes were all deeply shaken from the bottom of their hearts, yet also incredibly excited.
Because this battle was truly too intense, simply unprecedented. Perhaps in their entire lifetimes, they might only witness such a fierce great battle once.
The mysterious azure jade carriage still did not move, quietly resting in the void, motionless, with hazy radiance flowing and Dao laws drifting.
The four Saint Vault peak ancient recluses were sweating cold sweat at this moment, deeply admiring how wise the Young Ancestor's decision was. Because charging into such a melee as before, even they had no confidence in seizing the Chaos Supreme Treasure. Once they made a move, they would absolutely be attacked by all.
No matter how powerful they were, they could not possibly be a match for so many Saints. They increasingly felt the Young Ancestor's brilliance and martial prowess.
As one side waned and the other waxed, an opportunity would arise.