Two Sublime Saints, Joining Forces Against Long Zang!

In the Western Region, Luohu watched the battle in silence, his gaze icy cold, yet a smile curled at the corners of his lips.

"Fight on. The more who die, the better."

As his words fell, four chilling sword lights silently merged into the battlefield. The Immortal Slaying Four Swords, nourished by boundless Sha Qi and resentment, greedily absorbed the power of blood sacrifice...

In Outer Heaven, the void stretched endlessly, like a boundless battlefield.

As Long Zang's eyes opened and closed, billions of worlds were born and perished without cease, as if the beginning and end of the universe were reflected in his gaze. The Ancestor Dragon stood with his hands behind his back, his aura cold, his eyes like blades. In his view, as a fellow Sublime Saint, he feared no one... even if the man before him was Long Zang, this was his first time facing him head-on.

"Eight Desolations Annihilation!"

The Ancestor Dragon took a step forward, his primal power surging and roiling, an aura of utter destruction shrouding Outer Heaven. All worlds collapsed, the void shattered, as if the entire cosmos were being ground to dust. Yet Long Zang did not move an inch, like an ancient, undying God or Devil. The divine light of destruction poured down, and he simply endured it, his divinity unextinguished, his eternal radiance illuminating all heavens.

"Too weak."

He murmured softly, his indifferent words exploding across Outer Heaven. The Ancestor Dragon's expression shifted sharply, fury churning in his heart.

"Weak? Are you referring to me?"

His pride and arrogance were deeply stung. But Long Zang merely took a step forward, walking out from the endless torrent of annihilation. Without unleashing any divine ability, without summoning any spiritual treasure, relying solely on his physical body, he crushed the power of destruction that could annihilate all worlds.

"Pathetically weak."

Long Zang's voice was cold, carrying undisguised contempt.

The next moment, he moved with extreme speed, appearing before the Ancestor Dragon in an instant. In his right eye, a Golden Crow cried to the sun; in his left eye, a Jade Rabbit chanted to the moon. The Yin Yang Two Qi intertwined, manifesting ancient true dragons around him that spanned all heavens.

"Yin-Yang Intertwining!"

His voice echoed, carrying great terror and Demonic Nature, causing even space-time to tremble. The Ancestor Dragon roared: "True Dragon Sky-Conquering Technique!" Countless dragon-shaped divine lights burst forth, clashing violently with the ancient dragons formed from the Yin Yang Two Qi.

Boom...

Space-time shattered, billions of worlds collapsed and reformed. Long Zang snorted coldly, his fist imprint blasting out, the Yin Yang Great Dao interweaving, directly pulverizing the void. The Ancestor Dragon suffered a heavy blow, his body sent flying an immeasurable distance. Long Zang pressed forward relentlessly, his silver-white hair flying, his aura like a Primordial Demon God reborn. For the first time, a feeling of despair surged in the Ancestor Dragon's heart... as a fellow Sublime Saint, he felt as if he were struggling against an unshakeable wall.

"Immortal, eternal, indestructible..."

This was Long Zang's true form.

The Ancestor Dragon roared, the Ancestor Dragon Pearl hovering above his head, emitting boundless radiance to protect his body.

"True Dragon Shines Through Ten Thousand Ages!"

A dragon spanning the Outer Heaven materialized, its roar shattering the firmament, its aura unmatched in the world. Long Zang's eyes lit up: "Not bad."

But the next instant, his war halberd swept across, the Yin Yang Great Dao entwining around it, the pinnacle of strength!

With a thunderous crash, that true dragon exploded into fragments, its light scattering across all heavens.

"However, that's all it amounts to."

Long Zang's voice was cold, his killing intent like an ocean. The Ancestor Dragon howled, blood staining the void. He could not believe that his proudest trump card was utterly useless before Long Zang.

Rage and unwillingness drove him to channel his origin, manifesting the "Three Thousand Dragon Realms" to suppress his foe with the weight of worlds!

But Long Zang shook his head indifferently: "Not enough."

His halberd swept across the sky, smashing through the Three Thousand Dragon Realms with brute force, closing in on the Ancestor Dragon.

"You. Are lacking."

His voice was like thunder, cold and grating, carrying a trace of disappointment.

The Ancestor Dragon's blood and qi churned, his heart seething with shame and fury.

This was a feeling he had never known... standing at the pinnacle of the Primordial World for countless ages, for the first time he was publicly denied!

"Yin Yang Cyclic Turn!"

Long Zang spread his five fingers, the Yin Yang Two Qi coalescing, manifesting five ancient worlds where time reversed and years flowed backward.

The five worlds interwove, directly crushing the Ancestor Dragon's protective divine light, nearly grinding his origin to dust.

The Ancestor Dragon roared: "True Dragon Indestructible Body!"

Divine light imperishable, his physical form reconstituted, barely blocking this strike.

Then, gripping the Ancestor Dragon Spear, with his dragon pearl suspended above, his aura condensed into tangible substance.

"Long Zang, you force me to get serious!"

Long Zang merely smiled faintly, his gaze deep as an abyss.

"Get serious? Good. Let me see just how many cards you have left."

As his words fell, the halberd's radiance illuminated Outer Heaven, myriad realms collapsing, All Things returning to ruin.

The battle had fully entered its most terrifying phase.

In Outer Heaven, the clamor of slaughter shook the endless void.

Long Zang's eyes were cold, his voice rolling like thunder: "Is this all?"

Behind him, the Yin Yang Two Qi churned, worlds were born and died at his back, his origin force converging into a surging torrent, his aura pressing down until all of Outer Heaven trembled.

The Ancestor Dragon roared, transforming into a boundless true dragon.

Each scale was the size of a world, flowing with Chaos-colored light, upon which infinite Dao laws were imprinted.

A single breath of dragon's breath spawned billions of worlds, only for them to collapse and be destroyed in the next breath, turning into the waves of the Sea of Worlds, vast and limitless.

Yet, such immense power was met with a sneer in the Ancestor Dragon's eyes.

Long Zang laughed coldly, his body suddenly transforming into his true form.

A colossal Demon God's frame, billions of zhang tall, spanned the heavens, with six pairs of scarlet dragon wings on his back, the aura of Destruction rolling forth.

The River of Time coiled around his wrists, the River of Fate condensed into a boundless dharma wheel behind his head, his horns interwoven into a ferocious crown, Eternal Light bursting forth from his form.

He stood like an ancient being at the source of time, overlooking the ages, suppressing past, present, and future.

"This... is the true Long Zang." Countless observing great beings felt their minds shaken.

The great halberd swept across the sky; he took a single step, the halberd descending, Yin and Yang interweaving, all ages falling to ruin.

Billions of living beings wailed, worlds shattered like scraps of paper.

"Roar...!" The Ancestor Dragon bellowed, his dragon might shattering the void, Chaos qi surging forth.

Gripping his ancient war spear, he split the River of Space-Time, clashing head-on with Long Zang.

With a thunderous crash, the Ancestor Dragon's colossal body shattered, blood rain spilling across endless Outer Heaven.

Long Zang stood firm at the peak of all ages, looking down coldly: "Ancestor Dragon, you are still far too lacking."

His killing intent pierced through time, and the Ancestor Dragon's flesh exploded once more, golden dragon blood splashing across Outer Heaven, dyeing the infinite void red.

"Today, I send you on your way." Long Zang's cold shout was bone-chilling, his killing intent icy to the core.

Even as Yuan Huang clashed fiercely with the First Kirin, she couldn't help but look back.

She clearly saw Long Zang, bit by bit, erasing the traces of the Ancestor Dragon's existence.

It was no longer mere slaughter; it was the complete annihilation of his very "existence"!

This meant that even if someone called out to him with longing, the Ancestor Dragon could never return from the silence of death.

Yuan Huang's gaze was deep, her heart shaken: Long Zang's terror had already surpassed the realm of a Sublime Saint!

Just as the Ancestor Dragon was on the verge of destruction, a pitch-black figure materialized in the void.

Demonic flames surged skyward, and a cold, harsh voice rang out: "Long Zang!"

Luohu had appeared.

The Ancestor Dragon's eyes flickered with wariness and shock.

Luohu said coldly, "Don't misunderstand. Our enemy is him."

The Ancestor Dragon's heart jolted as he instantly grasped Luohu's intent.

Two Sublime Saints, joining forces against Long Zang!

Seeing this, Long Zang's face twisted into a sneer. "Both of you at once?"

His gaze turned icy as the Eternal Divine Radiance blazed beyond the heavens: "Then come!"