Across the thousand-mile battlefield, silence reigned.
Smoke hung motionless in the sky. Blood lay still upon the ground.
In all that expanse, only Li Yun Standing at the Center's green-robed figure remained, while the absolute Lord Sage pressure sealed both forces in place.
Sixteen Great Sages of the Blood God Cult burst into showers of blood in an instant. Not even their Divine Souls escaped; they were utterly annihilated.
Hundreds of cultivators from the Through-Ancient Dynasty and all eight Heavenly Sages were pressed to the ground. Their bodies froze, their Dao Domains locked down, the blood poison stilled, and the flames consuming their Dao Foundations went out.
They looked up at that young figure, their hearts filled with awe and shock.
Only Ye Xuan remained in midair.
He held the Blood God Statue aloft in one hand. The remnants of his Half-step Lord Sage bloodlight churned violently around him as his crimson eyes fixed on Li Yun with hatred. His chest heaved.
What had happened on Thousand Leaves Star was a sacrifice he had meticulously arranged. Success had been within reach, the Lord Sage Dao Fruit practically in his grasp—only for the man before him to shatter it all. How could he bear that?
Rage, unwillingness, and killing intent tangled in his heart. Ye Xuan roared.
"Who are you?"
"You're clearly not from the Through-Ancient Dynasty. Why stick your oar in and ruin my plan?"
"Do you want to make an enemy of the Blood God Cult?"
"Do you know what that would cost you?"
Li Yun smiled faintly.
"You're right. I can't really be counted as one of the Through-Ancient Dynasty's people."
"I merely came to reinforce Thousand Leaves Star on the orders of Wen Tiancheng, Domain Lord of the Ransang Star Domain."
"Of course—"
"The reinforcements were a