Sealing King Team Formation

Hundreds of King-Level Immortals joined forces, stabilizing their formation under the pressure of Venerable Nuoqi. They only needed to wait for the main force to arrive and complete the encirclement to initiate a feast of slaughter.

In the distance, those King-Level Immortals trillions of kilometers away also began to cooperate, clearing away energy and debris to forcibly blast out a vacuum corridor for acceleration.

A single King-Level Immortal could not achieve such destructive power, as annihilating energy is difficult, but hundreds or thousands working together could do so with ease.

The dim, lusterless energy was instantly annihilated, and various beams of light illuminated the distant prison—a desolate, ruined, and eerie secret realm.

It was a prison used by the indigenous tribes to confine Immortal Gods.

It was a product of both natural environment and later human intervention, compounded by the bloodshed that occurred when the battlefield was first opened, which created the current God Forbidden Zone.

Only King-Level Immortals dared to explore here, yet if they were careless and got locked inside, there would be no way to escape.

Rumble!

The space of the universe fluctuated incessantly as countless vacuum zones formed. One King-Level Immortal after another continued to accelerate into the Dark Universe. Given the astonishing ratio between the Dark Universe and the Primal Universe, they would arrive very soon.

The time spent accelerating, entering, stopping, and returning to the Primal Universe was the final window of time left for Venerable Nuoqi. Once the massive force of King-Level Immortals arrived, he would no longer be able to turn the tide.

A combined strike from one hundred thousand King-Level Immortals would make even a high-level Universe Venerable tremble with fear; a mere low-level Universe Venerable would perish upon the slightest contact with such power.

Venerable Nuoqi's eyes burned with intensity. He stood in the starry sky, clutching his long blade, his killing intent surging as he faced hundreds of King-Level Immortals alone.

In his eyes, they were all prey.

He did not fear death, but before dying, he wanted to drag as many aliens as possible to hell with him. Thus, before the main force arrived, Venerable Nuoqi chose to burn his divine body.

The only person capable of stopping him was Wu Yun, but Wu Yun was not on the front lines of the battlefield at this moment; instead, he stood indifferently tens of millions of kilometers away.

The group of King-Level Immortals at the very front of the battlefield were mostly members of the Monster Race, with a minority from the Machine Race, Bug Race, and humanity. If they died, they died.

The World Rings they left behind would also be a significant fortune.

"King Black Rod, can you join our squad?" After arriving at the battlefield, a King-Level Limit Immortal from the Hong Alliance immediately found Wu Yun, followed by quite a few others.

If a Universe Venerable did not appear, everyone would usually be in small groups of a dozen or so, but currently, everything was organized into alliances of hundreds or thousands.

The corners of Wu Yun's mouth twitched slightly. He really hadn't expected to earn a title like King Black Rod, but this was not the time to argue. After a moment of thought, he chose to agree.

The situation was developing even faster than he had imagined; Venerable Nuoqi had truly gone berserk.

Perhaps the situation involved ten heavy treasures—enough to tempt even a relatively poor high-level Universe Venerable like the Ganwu Kingdom Lord, let alone the King-Level Immortals present.

Faced with the temptation of sudden wealth and a soaring status, everyone was incredibly crazed. Wu Yun did not intend to expose too much of his strength, so he also needed to utilize those weaker individuals.

It was considered normal for a World Lord to have combat power nearly equal to a King-Level Invincible, but for a World Lord to suppress a Universe Venerable?

I'm afraid even the Original Ancestor or Giant Axe would be alarmed.

"King Black Rod, my name is King Tuomu. I have applied for a temporary meeting room within the Virtual Universe; I am pulling you in now." This King Tuomu, who had recruited Wu Yun, was a member of the Universe Mercenary Alliance.

King Tuomu was quick-witted. This wasn't just one or two heavy treasures; it was highly likely to be ten or more. In such a situation, one had to attach themselves to a powerhouse to have any chance.

Another renowned human powerhouse was also present, known as King Yuyuan, a disciple of the top Universe Overlord, the Star Prison Demon Lord, who also followed the Path of the Beast God.

Thousands of King-Level Immortals followed King Yuyuan. Even if they couldn't secure a heavy treasure, they hoped to earn massive military merits; this was a moment with the potential to annihilate King-Level Peak Immortals.

Normally, King-Level Peak Immortals were incredibly hard to kill; each one was considered practically immortal on the Outer Realm Battlefield.

King Tuomu, meanwhile, led hundreds of Hong Alliance King-Level Immortals to defect to Wu Yun's side.

There were other small teams as well, the smallest numbering over a hundred, and the largest potentially thousands. Everyone was driven mad by the heavy treasures.

One King-Level Immortal after another arrived millions of kilometers away from the battlefield; this distance allowed them to support or attack at any time. As for the hundreds of King-Level Immortals at the very front, they had to face the Universe Venerable head-on.

"Die!"

After Venerable Nuoqi burned his immortal divine body, his power underwent a clear qualitative change compared to just a moment ago. The blade light rose again, and space shattered inch by inch.

Billions of strands of fire erupted, as if a domain-type heavy treasure had been triggered, sweeping across the heavens and earth, mixed with the law domain of a Universe Venerable, incinerating all things.

"Block it!"

"He's gone mad! Quick, combine your attacks!"

That group of King-Level Immortals felt fear in their hearts. If not for their group combat, this attack would have shredded them instantly. Each of them burned their immortal divine bodies, unleashing a combined strike.

The blade light collided with the energy storm of the combined strike, creating an explosion several times more terrifying. The group of King-Level Immortals who had just arrived in the rear also joined forces to resist.

"No!"

Over a hundred million kilometers away, a King-Level High Immortal had just emerged from the Dark Universe when he ran into the shockwave. His allies had not yet arrived, so he could only resist on his own.

The shockwave tore his divine body to shreds.

Fortunately, it was only the shockwave, which was not enough to completely annihilate a King-Level High Immortal; it merely wiped out about seven percent of his immortal divine body.

"All of you, go to hell!" Venerable Nuoqi's figure suddenly appeared amidst the hundreds of King-Level Immortals. This was the adjustment speed of a Universe Venerable.

It was also a clash of energy; after the clash, he could quickly adjust and immediately launch an attack. King Citian had been hunted down in this manner; he could handle a few exchanges, but after a few moves, he was unable to resist any longer.

"Stop being so arrogant! You native." At this moment, the main force finally arrived at the battlefield, including Wu Yun. The four major camps totaled over a hundred thousand King-Level Immortals!

There were still some King-Level Immortals who did not come, feeling that such a chaotic battle held great terror. A single heavy treasure appearing was enough to cause hundreds or thousands of King-Level Immortals to perish.

Right now, there is an inheritance approaching the level of an invincible King, along with the massive wealth carried by the indigenous Universe Venerable; it would be perfectly normal for over ten thousand Kings to die here.

Venerable Nuoqi's eyes were filled with endless madness. He no longer cared about his own life at all, going all out to burn his divine body once again, unleashing power several times more terrifying than before.

The blood-colored blade light traversed the heavens and earth, shredding one King after another into pieces.

If Luo Feng's blade light forming a river meant one King per strike, then Venerable Nuoqi's blade light meant entire swaths of Kings falling; that blood-colored blade light was simply too terrifying.

The central area, spanning over a million kilometers, had almost become a vortex of blood-colored blade light.

Peak Kings, and even Limit Kings, would perish the moment they touched the blade light. How could hundreds of Kings possibly withstand a Universe Venerable attacking regardless of the cost?

They had still severely underestimated the combat prowess of a Universe Venerable.

Unless someone like King Citian was leading them, it was impossible to establish a stable defensive line.