All the beings watching the battle were deeply shaken by what they saw.
Even the mighty figures of the Primordial Wilderness observing from the shadows were left in a cold sweat by the power unleashed in the clash between Taishang Saint's Clone and Dijun.
"That power is far beyond a Quasi-Saint!"
"I never imagined the Demon Race's Yao Emperor, Dijun, would be this powerful."
"He's been hiding his strength remarkably well!"
"He can actually fight a Saint's Clone!"
"..."
At that moment, while everyone was still reeling in shock,
beyond the South Heaven Gate, in the void, Taishang Saint's Clone continued to trade blows with Dijun, who was wielding his supreme treasures.
"Rumble!"
"Bang! Bang..."
The power unleashed by the crashing treasures made the heavens tremble and the earth quake, as if the apocalypse had arrived and the world were about to be remade!
Every clash sent the laws roaring.
Just as the two were locked in a fierce stalemate, a sudden shout rang across heaven and earth:
"Stop!"
The voice was grand and solemn, as if it contained the supreme will of the Heavenly Dao. It rang out abruptly in the depths of everyone's soul.
It made time and space feel as though they had frozen in place.
"Hm?"
The sudden command to stop made every being shudder. They all turned toward the void, following the sound.
The voice was like a decree from the highest heavens, carrying unparalleled authority.
Even the explosive crashes of the supreme treasures were instantly suppressed.
"Who?"
All the beings were immediately filled with questions.
They wanted to know who dared to call a halt at a time like this.
After all, one side of the battle was Taishang Saint's Clone, representing a Saint's will.
The other was the ruler of the Demon Race.