A World-Shaking Battle, Killing Intent Soaring to the Heavens

Old Ancestor Lu Ya, Old Ancestor Yin Yang, Old Ancestor Qian Kun, Old Ancestor Golden Body, Ancestor Tun Tian, Old Ancestor Destruction, and the other six Sacred Dynasty Lords led a hundred billion troops to a point a hundred million li from the Eastern and Western Alliances' stronghold. Looking at the densely packed, terrifying restrictions, the group merely frowned slightly. Though they were somewhat troublesome, under the assault of a hundred billion troops, everything would be utterly destroyed.

With a wave of their hands, countless Magic Treasures in every color rose above the hundred billion troops. Boundless Spiritual Qi was drawn in, and after absorbing it, each Magic Treasure shone with even more dazzling brilliance.

Countless Magic Treasures radiating dazzling light formed a sea of stars stretching hundreds of millions of li above the army, and as Spiritual Qi continued to pour in, that sea of stars steadily expanded.

Terrifying spiritual pressure surged outward like a tide. The endless clouds in this stretch of sky were forcibly squeezed hundreds of millions of li away, while the mountains below trembled beneath the pressure. All living beings within a radius of a hundred million li formed a great torrent as they fled outward.

"Kill!!!"

Suddenly, the entire resplendent sea of stars roiled, gradually stretching into a seven-colored river of stars hundreds of millions of zhang long that roared toward the restrictions.

Along the way, countless towering mountains were swallowed by the river of stars, leaving not even a trace behind as they were ground out of existence.

"Kill!!!"

The hundred billion troops formed a black torrent and charged into the restrictions. Restrictions were continuously breached along the way, while countless cultivators within the army were shredded by them. A rain of blood fell from the sky.

One dazzling restriction after another burst apart like magnificent bubbles. Gale winds, lightning, raging flames, and frigid ice continuously emerged. Countless cultivators were wiped out, blood flowed into rivers, and the entire region resembled the end of the world.

Even though this entire region of restrictions was incomparably terrifying, it ultimately could not hold out for long against the hundred billion troops' relentless assault. It was breached in less than three days.

Though this terrifying region devoured and buried tens of millions of cultivators, compared to a hundred billion troops, it could not even raise a splash.

Moreover, the overwhelming majority of those who died were Mystic Immortals and Heavenly Immortals. Old Ancestor Lu Ya and the others did not even blink as they led the army onward.

All that remained was a blood-red earth strewn with mutilated corpses, bleak beyond compare.

"Lu Ya, are you truly going to drive us to extinction without leaving us any room?" Old Ancestor Black Mountain shouted at Old Ancestor Lu Ya and the others, his face dark.

At this moment, the more than fifty billion densely packed troops formed by the two alliances were confronting the combined armies of the Six Great Sacred Dynasties. Killing intent filled the heavens, and war could erupt at any moment.

"Heh heh, what is there left to say now?" Old Ancestor Lu Ya said with a cold sneer.

Old Ancestor Yin Yang, Old Ancestor Qian Kun, Ancestor Tun Tian, and the others said nothing, merely staring at Old Ancestor Black Mountain and his group with murderous intent blazing around them.

"Are you not afraid that we will fight until the fish die and the net tears, letting the Demon Domain and Fierce Beast Domain reap the profit?" Old Ancestor Black Mountain demanded furiously at their attitude.

"Hmph, that is none of your concern." Old Ancestor Lu Ya was eager to wipe out the Eastern and Western Alliances. How could he possibly heed his persuasion?

"Fine. Since it has come to this, do not expect to fare well yourselves." Cold light flickered in Old Ancestor Black Mountain's eyes.

"Kill!!!!"

"Kill!!!!"

"Rumble..." Two enormous black torrents collided, blood blossoms flying as countless Mystic Immortals and Heavenly Immortals were annihilated in that instant.

Both sides continuously unleashed divine abilities and Hand Seals across the battlefield, summoning endless Spiritual Qi. Masses of Spiritual Qi formed enormous funnels in the sky, radiating waves of soul-chilling pressure.

"Boom..." A giant dragon formed from endless flames charged clawing and snarling into the center of the Six Great Sacred Dynasties' allied army, transforming into a molten Sea of Fire. Tens of millions of cultivators turned to ash amid shrill screams.

"Chirp!" From the direction of the Six Great Sacred Dynasties' allied army, a gigantic blue thunderbird flapped its wings and rose into the air, lightning flashing around its body as bolts of purple lightning continuously appeared in the void.

The thunderbird circled once, then swiftly flew above the Eastern and Western Alliances. It dove down, and terrifying lightning formed a purple pillar of light ten thousand zhang high, directly vaporizing the countless cultivators within it into nothingness.

A giant hand that blotted out the sky, surging floods, endless sword light... all manner of devastating divine abilities continuously appeared on the battlefield. Cultivators on both sides fell like densely packed locusts, while scarlet blood formed one River of Blood after another across the earth.

"Kill!!!!"

"Kill!!!!"

Both sides had slaughtered until their eyes were red. They no longer cared who stood before them—so long as someone was ahead, they would drag their blades and cut them down... It was incomparably brutal. Even cultivators who were usually calm had their bloodlust awakened at this moment. Their eyes reddened slightly as they gripped blood-soaked weapons and slaughtered without cease. There was only one word in their hearts: "Kill!!!"

Blood rain fell from the sky, while severed limbs and mangled bodies lay everywhere across the earth. Life seemed incomparably cheap at this moment. Every second, every instant, countless cultivators fell.

Mountain after mountain was blasted into powder, lake after lake was evaporated and cracked dry, cloudbank after cloudbank was ruthlessly torn apart...

The terrifying fluctuations from the battlefield spread throughout the entire Primordial World, leaving countless people in constant dread.

The fiercer both sides fought, the deeper their hatred grew. They had already reached the point where neither would rest until the other was dead, and all manner of extreme measures began to appear.

Countless despairing cultivators, driven by towering hatred, chose to self-detonate their Magic Treasures and even their own bodies.

"Bang, bang, bang..." The sounds of self-detonations rang out continuously across the battlefield, erupting again and again with dazzling flashes of light and blooming tragic, beautiful blood flowers...

As more and more despairing cultivators chose self-detonation, casualties on both sides suddenly soared. The self-detonations of Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals in particular were immensely terrifying, far more dreadful than atomic bombs. Their vast Magic Power and the Dao Fruits they had comprehended detonated together, huge pillars of light sweeping forcefully across the battlefield, annihilating tens of millions of cultivators and forming enormous mushroom clouds.

The self-detonations of Golden Immortals and Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals caused tremendous casualties on both sides, while also causing many experts to fall in an instant. Self-detonation at these two levels could already severely wound or annihilate Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals.

Though both sides lost vast numbers of experts, it did not make them stop. Instead, it intensified their hatred, for the price of cultivating a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal was simply too great.

The war had reached a white-hot stage. Both sides continuously revealed their trump cards, wiping out cultivators in swathes upon swathes. Blade light and sword shadows filled the entire battlefield, making it seem like a blood-soaked field of Asura.

As both sides continuously employed every kind of forbidden art, danger arose everywhere on the battlefield. Scalding magma surged endlessly from beneath the earth, enormous blocks of ice fell from the heavens, purple lightning emerged from the void... all kinds of terrifying methods relentlessly harvested lives across the battlefield.

Bloodshed, despair, cruelty, and slaughter were the theme of the entire battlefield.