The tremors in the Myriad Races Battlefield gradually subsided. The pervasive Netherworld Death Qi rapidly dispersed under the self-purification of the laws of heaven and earth, like receding tides that left devastation as far as the eye could see.
The surviving cultivators had yet to recover from their fright. Looking at the collapsed altar and the figure in coarse linen standing proudly beneath it, their eyes were filled with reverence and the dazed disbelief of having survived a calamity.
Xuanyuan Che stood with his hands behind his back. After devouring that wisp of diluted Emperor Blood avatar, the Chaos Sea within him rippled faintly before returning to an even deeper stillness. That bit of energy was nothing more than a drop in the bucket to him—better than nothing. He raised his gaze, and his eyes seemed to pierce through the battlefield's barriers, falling upon that cold and venomous Supreme divine sense.
"The Netherworld Clan's Supreme..." he murmured, a barely perceptible trace of mockery curling at his lips. This routine truly had not changed since time immemorial.
"Everyone, heed my command!" At that moment, Jiang Daoxuan's majestic voice rang out from the direction of Xuanhuang Ancient City, passing through the light screen and resounding in every surviving prodigy's mind. "The battlefield is about to close, and the exit will soon open! The Netherworld Clan traitors have been put to death, but unforeseen changes may await outside. The elders of the various academies are already waiting to receive you. Once you leave, immediately regroup with your respective academies. Do not delay!"
His voice carried an unquestionable gravity. Clearly, the outside world's great powers had also sensed the arrival of that Netherworld Supreme.
Rumble!
High above, an enormous gate of light slowly condensed into shape. It was the only passage out of the battlefield.
"Go." Xuanyuan Che called out, turning into a streak of light and shooting toward the gate first. Yun Mengyao and the other two did not hesitate, following close behind.
The other prodigies also snapped awake as if from a dream, raising their escape lights and surging toward the exit. At this moment, no one cared about rankings anymore. Staying alive was the first priority.
Yet beyond the gate of light was not the Xuanhuang Ancient City plaza they had expected.
It was a stretch of forcibly torn apart and twisted void!
Void Turbulence raged wildly. At its center stood an immense, indistinct figure, towering as immovably as a mountain. He wore a shadowy imperial robe, with hundreds of millions of wailing resentful souls circling around him. His mere existence caused this region of void to collapse and reform without end. Cold killing intent, tangible as substance, locked firmly onto Xuanyuan Che, who had just emerged from the gate of light!
The Netherworld Clan's Supreme—Netherworld Bone Supreme!
He was no ordinary Supreme. He had already traveled an exceedingly long way within the Supreme Realm.
"You little beast! You killed my son's avatar and stole my son's Emperor Blood! Today, I will tear out your soul, refine your spirit, and suppress you forever in the Netherworld Blood Sea!" Netherworld Bone Supreme's voice was like ice frozen for ten thousand years, infused with Supreme laws. It shook the blood and Qi of countless prodigies who had just rushed out, nearly sending them tumbling into the void.
He had obtained that Emperor Blood from the main lineage only after immense difficulty. Only he knew what he had gone through for it. In some ways, that Emperor Blood was almost as important to him as his son.
He attacked at once. A gigantic hand clad in Netherworld bone armor reached out, ignoring the distance through space as it grabbed directly at Xuanyuan Che. This Supreme strike covered all directions. Yun Mengyao and the other two behind Xuanyuan Che, along with a vast number of nearby prodigies, were all enveloped within it. He clearly intended to kill them all in a single blow, showing no mercy!
"Netherworld Bone! How dare you!" From the other end of the void came the shocked and furious roar of Lu Xuanchen, the Academy Lord of Eastern Xuan Academy. A dazzling Xuanhuang Sword Qi tore through the void as it slashed over, attempting to stop him. At the same time, several other Supreme auras erupted, coming from the great powers of the Central Continent. Clearly, they were unwilling to see their own prodigies caught in the attack.
However, Netherworld Bone Supreme had struck in fury, and his speed had reached the extreme. Lu Xuanchen's interception was half a beat too slow!
At this critical moment!
Xuanyuan Che's gaze suddenly turned cold.
"Is a Supreme... really that impressive?"
He stepped forward. The Chaos Qi that had originally been restrained around him erupted with a thunderous roar. It was no longer a faint clear radiance, but a vast gray current like an ocean! Within the current, earth, wind, water, and fire were recreated, while Innate Dao Runes appeared and vanished!
"Chaos... Opens Heaven!"
He brought two fingers together like a sword and slashed through the void toward the incoming gigantic Netherworld hand!
Rip!
A tiny Chaos fissure spread from his fingertips. It began as a sliver, then rapidly expanded into an immense chasm stretching across the empty heavens! From within it burst the most primordial Chaos Qi Flow, like the scene from before heaven and earth had been born.
The gigantic Netherworld hand plunged into the Chaos chasm, only to seem as though it had fallen into a mire. Its speed abruptly slowed. The Supreme laws forming the hand violently collided with the Chaos Qi Flow, producing a scalp-numbing sizzle!
At that very moment, Lu Xuanchen's Xuanhuang Sword Qi arrived at full gallop and savagely struck the side of the gigantic hand, knocking it slightly off course.
Boom!!!
The gigantic hand swept past the edge of Xuanyuan Che and the others, then slammed viciously into a distant asteroid belt, instantly annihilating countless stars into nothingness!
The terrifying shockwave hurled innumerable surrounding prodigies away, and screams rose and fell one after another.
Chaos Qi Flow swirled around Xuanyuan Che and his three companions, and they stood firmly in the void, completely unharmed!
A deathly silence fell!
Whether the Supremes in the void or the prodigies from every faction who had narrowly escaped disaster, all stared wide-eyed at that figure in coarse linen who seemed like an immortal descending into the mortal world.
He... he had just... taken a Supreme strike head-on?!
Was there anything he could not do?
Who exactly was he, and where had he come from?
"A Chaos Dao Body... could truly be so terrifying?!" An elder from an ancient aristocratic family muttered in shock. "It is only unknown whether it is innate or acquired. In the ancient records, even the upper realm only..."
Netherworld Bone Supreme's strike had missed, leaving him both shocked and enraged. Especially when he saw Xuanyuan Che's tranquil, unruffled gaze—as though it were mocking his incompetence—his fury burned even hotter.
"Junior! Let me see how many strikes you can withstand!" Netherworld Death Qi boiled around him as he prepared to attack again.
"Impudence!" Jiang Daoxuan's icy voice rang out. An invisible Supreme domain spread forth, forcibly stabilizing this stretch of void and blocking more than half of Netherworld Bone Supreme's killing intent. "Attacking juniors—does the Netherworld Clan intend to wage all-out war against my Three Thousand Dao Domains?"
At the same time, the Supremes of True Martial Academy, Ice Snow Holy Palace, Vajra Academy, and other powers all released powerful auras, faintly surrounding Netherworld Bone Supreme. They could sit by and watch Netherworld Bone target Xuanyuan Che, but if his attack spread too widely and endangered their own core inheritors, they would never accept it.
Netherworld Bone Supreme's face darkened like water. He stared fixedly at Xuanyuan Che, who was faintly protected by the auras of several Supremes, knowing that he would find it difficult to succeed today. Yet his killing intent did not diminish in the slightest. Instead, it grew ever more intense.
"This boy possesses a Chaos Body and is an anomaly of heaven and earth. If he is not removed today, he will surely become a great calamity for the Three Thousand Dao Domains in the future. Do you truly intend to protect him?" Netherworld Bone Supreme's gaze was sinister.
"Hmph. Whether he is a calamity or not is not for your Netherworld Clan to decide." Jiang Daoxuan said coldly, "The battlefield has closed. Leave at once! Otherwise, do not blame me for activating the Xuanhuang Grand Formation and keeping you here!"
Netherworld Bone Supreme's expression shifted repeatedly. In the end, he gave a cold snort. "Fine! Very fine! Xuanyuan Che... I will remember you! The Netherworld Clan's pursuit will not end until death!"
After delivering his threat, he tore open the void, swept up the remaining Netherworld Clan cultivators, and vanished in an instant. When a Supreme-level existence was determined to leave, they were difficult to keep behind.
What was more, this man had long since reached the late stage of the Supreme Realm...
The tense atmosphere in the void eased somewhat.
All the surviving prodigies let out long breaths, feeling as if they had been given a second life.
Countless gazes gathered on Xuanyuan Che once more, complicated beyond measure.
After this battlefield competition, which had been forcibly ended ahead of time, Xuanyuan Che's name would truly shake the Three Thousand Dao Domains to its core!
Xuanyuan Che ignored the gazes around him. Looking toward Lu Xuanchen, he gave a slight nod of acknowledgment. "Senior Brother, Senior Sister, let's go."
The four turned into streaks of light and flew toward Eastern Xuan Academy's flying ship in the distance.
At the other end of the void, Zhou Qiankun clenched his fists, battle intent blazing in his eyes. "Chaos Body... Xuanyuan Che. The next time we meet, I will definitely fight you!"
Xue Qingxian's eyes were cold and clear. She looked deeply at Xuanyuan Che's retreating back once, then turned and departed, snowflakes dancing around her.
Shakya pressed his palms together and softly chanted a Buddhist invocation. "Amitabha. The waves of tribulation have passed; how good, how good." Deep within his eyes, gravity flashed.
The ancient sword in Xiao Wuji's arms gave a soft hum. His cold, expressionless face remained entirely unmoved as he turned and disappeared into the void.
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