Beyond Emperor Gate, atop the Supreme Battlefield, the pinnacle Mortal Realm cultivators of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths and the Foreign Realm were locked in a chaotic melee. The surging storm battered Emperor Gate until it shook violently.
On the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths' side were Ultimate Dao Supremes such as Meng Tianzheng and Wang Changsheng, beings capable of killing beings of the same level. Naturally, there were weaker ones as well, but they were generally still able to hold their own.
In truth, cultivators who reached the Supreme level were all exceptional figures, invincible beings of their respective eras. In the Void Dao Realm and Self-Severing Realm, the outstanding same-realm beings of the Foreign Realm could suppress the young cultivators of the Nine Heavens as a whole because their world was more complete.
But at the Supreme level, the highest level of the Mortal Realm, that advantage was no longer significant. Supremes represented the limit of the Mortal Realm. Cultivation was arduous in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and every person who reached the Supreme Realm had basically endured brutal elimination. They were the choice of the Great Dao.
The Foreign Realm might have produced more beings of this level, but that did not mean they were stronger. The choice of the Dao represented a certain fruition. All were supreme experts of the Mortal Realm, so the gap between strong and weak could no longer be so obvious.
"You cannot possibly succeed this time. Retreat while you still can!"
At the most intense part of the Supreme Battlefield, Wang Changsheng, who looked no more than sixteen or seventeen, spoke loudly. Opposite him stood a Foreign Realm Female Supreme who also looked exceptionally young.
"The Nine Heavens and Ten Earths will be breached sooner or later. Wang