Across hundreds of miles of the Southern Border, the flames of war raged.
The blood-red mist, thick as syrup between heaven and earth, was torn apart by endless, violent Saint Power. It churned and exploded.
The eight Heavenly Saint Dao Fruits of the Through-Ancient Dynasty trembled. Their wielders poured out every last drop of their Heavenly Sage power, unfurling eight vast sage domains across the sky. Heavenly light descended, and sacred radiance pierced the firmament. Every ounce of power came at the cost of burning their own Dao Foundation.
They were clearly fighting to the death.
They would rather die themselves than let these Blood God Cult followers live.
Yet not a trace of fear showed on their faces. Not one of them retreated.
Hundreds of peak Great Sages followed them into the fight to the death. Dense torrents of Sage Arts swept across the sky like an overturned sea, bearing down on the Blood God Cult followers with a resolve to die, crushing everything in their path.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Earth-shaking collisions came one after another.
The ground collapsed and split in layers. Barren mountains shattered for a thousand miles, rocks tore through the air, and Gale Winds ripped at heaven and earth.
Blood-red Killing Intent and orthodox Saint Power clashed, annihilated each other, and erupted. Scalding shockwaves swept in every direction, reducing hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers to scorched ruins.
Sixteen top Great Sages of the Blood God Cult roamed the battlefield, slaughtering as they went. Bloodlight around them formed blades, armor, and phantoms of Ferocious Beasts. They were bloodthirsty, frenzied, and fearless of death.
With every exchange, a Great Sage of the dynasty was sent flying, coughing blood, his body splitting open as blood stained the sky.
But even riddled with wounds and poisoned to