Above the North Sea, the earth-shaking battle continued.
The Azure Emperor and the Heavenly Emperor Son's incarnation had become incomparably fierce, charging through the many True Immortals and battling them wildly. Though they had repeatedly been beaten until they coughed blood, their fighting spirit remained unquenched. The more they fought, the stronger they became.
Although there were some dangers, they could still handle them. One True Immortal had already fallen by their hands. And even when attacks occasionally exceeded what they could deal with, the Heavenly Emperor Son's incarnation had the Moon Shadow Demonic Blade Zhou Tong had given him, enough to handle them.
Thus, the two of them fought more and more smoothly, more and more freely, and more and more fiercely.
That was how battle worked. Only after discovering that one possessed a truly invincible trump card could one completely let go, give it everything, and even comprehend the Dao and advance in battle.
Compared to the Foreign Realm of the Immortal Ancient Era and the Chaotic Ancient Era, the Foreign Realm of this age is far inferior—at least in terms of fighting will and bloodiness, Zhou Tong thought as he glanced in that direction.
But Zhou Tong also understood that this was normal.
The Foreign Realm of the Immortal Ancient Era and the Chaotic Ancient Era had built its reputation through battle after battle. That was what created the glory of their world, forged their warlike nature, and instilled their bloodiness.
But what about the Foreign Realm now?
It had only been recreated a little over five hundred thousand years ago. How could it have had the time to develop such foundations and traditions?
More importantly, Zhou Tong had come here and fought a battle not long ago, forcefully killing thirteen Immortal Kings outright. Even if the