The moment King Qitian appeared, Mother Emperor Linyun went berserk too, sending out as many Undying warriors as she could to launch a combined attack and clear a path for him.
They belonged to the same Bug Race faction, so helping an ally would count toward their military merits.
"Nothing but a petty trick." King Yuyuan would certainly have dodged if he were fighting alone, but this was the Outer Realm Battlefield. With a large force of Kings fighting alongside him, he had no fear of the Mother Emperor's attack.
Wu Yun furrowed his brows slightly. The Kings around him could no longer keep up.
When it came to speed in a straight burst, how many could match Wu Yun? The second wave behind him consisted of King Zujin and the others, along with several Peak Kings and Peak King-level fighters who could keep pace.
Great strength didn't necessarily mean great speed. Some Kings had comprehended the Time Law, allowing them to accelerate rapidly in a space-locked situation like this.
Once someone mastered the Time Law, they could travel as Cang Yuan Diagram's Tribulation Realm beings did: one second passed outside while several seconds passed for them.
Who wouldn't be tempted by a Heavy Treasure? Such treasures were beyond measure, even at a trillion Hunyuan.
Whoosh!
King Qitian was gradually closing in on the central battlefield. At present, the Machine Race faction had no serious contender at all. King Citian had fallen, and they couldn't find anyone else even close to Invincible King.
"Actually fighting over the treasures will be countless times more intense than what we just saw." Wu Yun fixed his gaze on King Qitian. The man felt even more terrifying than King Zujin.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Everyone drew closer to the Heavy Treasures. Wu Yun was only a million kilometers away from reaching them.
That distance would take just four seconds. Wu Yun slowed down a little, narrowing the gap between himself and the other Kings until he was only half a second ahead.
If he arrived three to five seconds early, a large number of Kings would undoubtedly launch combined attacks without regard for the consequences.
Nine seconds later, Wu Yun caught up with the several Heavy Treasures that had fallen. Since they were unclaimed, there was no need to bind them immediately. He tossed them into his World Ring as quickly as he could.
"Put the treasures down!" King Zujin's roar rang out.
But he wasn't shouting at Wu Yun. Several Peak Kings and Peak King-level fighters had reached the treasures at the same time as they had.
Those Peak Kings had gone completely mad with greed. They grabbed the treasures, tossed them into their World Rings, and fled toward their own alliances, hoping their allies would help shake off their pursuers.
In an instant, the more than ten Heavy Treasures had been divided up. Wu Yun got three, while King Zujin, Mother Emperor Linyun, and King Yuyuan each got only one. The rest fell into other hands.
"Peak Kings aren't worthy of owning Heavy Treasures." King Qitian arrived late, his gaze icy. He set his sights on a King from the Hong Alliance faction and charged straight at him.
The entire battlefield was filled with energy streaking in every direction. Getting here had been easy, but leaving was incredibly difficult. Below them lay the prison zone, and every other region was crowded with people.
So they could only fly toward their own factions as best they could.
The supreme powerhouses ignored one another. Snatching a treasure right out from under a near-Invincible King was easier said than done.
Wu Yun moved too. The moment he stepped forward, ripples of watery light spread out, and countless waves appeared. They transformed into a surging sea of blood, then froze beneath endless frost, forming a gigantic, blood-red iceberg.
The iceberg engulfed every powerhouse present except those from the Hong Alliance faction.
Rumble!!!
But the Kings could easily shatter the blood-red iceberg. Even a weaker fighter, if there were enough of them, could make it difficult for a domain to restrain and slaughter them on a large scale.
The iceberg shattered into billions of fragments, which were quickly vaporized. Even a mountain stretching tens of millions of kilometers couldn't withstand the Kings' attacks.
Yet in the time it took them to break the iceberg, Wu Yun's figure had already shot toward them like lightning.
His speed was so extreme that it seemed to blur time itself. He reached a Peak King from the Machine Race, and a single swing of his black rod blasted the man into nothingness.
One strike. One Peak King slain instantly.
The others assumed he had directly burned his Immortal Divine Body. The Supreme Treasure Armor concealed his aura and released its own pressure, so no one could imagine that the one slaughtering everyone was actually a World Lord.
The iceberg continued to shatter on a massive scale. Soon, thousands of Kings arrived in the area. The weakest among them were Peak King-level, all drawn by the hope of striking it rich overnight.
Everyone else had long since lost the will to fight. Even Peak Kings were falling in droves, so what chance did they have? They began fleeing in large numbers.
Still, they wanted to watch the battle and see just how outrageous it would become. This was an event rarely seen in the Outer Realm Battlefield in hundreds of millions of years.
First, a native Venerable had slaughtered his way through the battlefield. Then a huge number of Heavy Treasures had appeared. No other battlefield could easily produce a spectacle on this scale. This battle would be remembered for endless ages.
Recordings were already underway, and the Hong Alliance powerhouses had even started a live broadcast through the Virtual Universe. Countless Universe Venerables were watching the battle.
Wu Yun picked up the Heavy Treasure dropped by the fighter he had just killed, then charged at another Peak King. He needed to seize as many treasures as possible.
Even Peak Kings struggled to flee by relying on their alliances. Dozens of them could huddle together, but they still grew wary at the sight of Wu Yun and scattered to make way, insisting that grievances should be settled with those responsible.
"King Black Rod, don't push me!" The Peak King who had seized a Heavy Treasure was a Sky Wolf, also a member of the Demon Race Royal Family. His Divine Body had six times the genes of a human's.
"Push you? How ridiculous."
Wu Yun advanced impassively. With a wave of his hand, he unleashed a vast flood of blood-red light, which enveloped the Sky Wolf. He activated the Micro-particle Domain and blasted him into nothingness.
Without the Micro-particle Domain, Wu Yun couldn't instantly kill a Peak King with this level of strength alone. But the Micro-particle Divine Heart was simply too terrifying.
Boom!
As he killed the Sky Wolf, Wu Yun also conveniently sent his two King-level subordinates to their deaths.
With every step, another Undying fell. Wu Yun's black hair streamed behind him in the surging energy. This slaughter wasn't meaningless.
He had comprehended the Dao of Slaughter, as well as the fifth level of Killing Power. Massacring large numbers of Aliens greatly benefited both his Dao heart and his cultivation.
"King Black Rod, that's enough." King Qitian had noticed Wu Yun too. He was being utterly ruthless. In the brief melee, dozens of Kings had already fallen.
Under normal circumstances, a scene like this would never occur. But too many Heavy Treasures had appeared this time, driving everyone mad—and many of them had ended up right in front of Wu Yun.
"King Qitian, should we join forces against him? He's gotten as many as seven Heavy Treasures," Mother Emperor Linyun said as she arrived.
There were sixteen Heavy Treasures in all. Wu Yun had taken seven. Another had been seized by a Peak King from the Monster Race, who had managed to escape the melee.
He was a King from Ancestor Zhen Yao's lineage. His talent was extraordinary; he had fought his way out through a river of blood, then quickly accelerated into the Dark Universe once he left the battlefield.
The remaining Heavy Treasures had all ended up in the hands of Wu Yun and the others.
"No need to make things so complicated," King Qitian said softly. "I'm about to leave the Outer Realm Battlefield. King Black Rod, before I go, do you dare fight me?"
His eyes held admiration for the strong and a yearning for battle. For now, he had put aside thoughts of factions and races.
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