As Xi Ping'an's Divine Body fell, the entire battlefield fell silent.
Countless cultivators stared respectfully and fervently at the youth in green robes in the sky, as though facing a god, not daring to look directly at him.
The lord of this world had been born.
And unlike Shuoyang Heavenly Monarch, whose life had been brief as a flower blooming overnight, he would suppress this world for ten thousand years, until the end of his life.
During this time, beneath the heavens, was there any land that was not the king's land? Was there anyone who was not the king's subject?
A long-lasting peace was about to arrive.
And they were cultivators under the World Lord. Their future Path of the Great Dao, their future Nascent Soul Stage Opportunity, might become difficult to obtain.
Because there were no longer any Nascent Soul stage enemies!
Without Nascent Soul stage enemies, where would God Transformation Merit come from?!
"Kill!"
"Kill! Kill, kill!"
At that thought, True Monarch Tianyang, True Monarch Xufang, and the others' eyes reddened. Bloodthirsty and crazed, they burned their essence blood and charged at the Ice Phoenix Heavenly Monarch, who was being surrounded and slaughtered layer upon layer by the three great army formations.
"Ants!"
"You damned ants..."
The Ice Phoenix Heavenly Monarch shrieked. Icy tidal waves swept in all directions, drowning swathes of cultivators.
After her mother, the Ice Plains Heavenly Monarch, died, she had already begun burning her essence blood in a desperate fight. Every sweep of her crystalline wings cleaved open vast stretches of formation patterns and cut down mountain-sized clouds of Nine-colored Sword Qi. The halos of Sword Dao Cultivators fell in clusters, while the Great Sun Flame orbs unleashed by the Hun Yuan Bright Hall went dark one after another.
Screech!
With a piercing