One Move, One Limit King (Please Follow)

The moment King Qitian appeared, the Mother Emperor Linyun also went mad, dispatching as many Immortal warriors as possible to launch a joint attack and clear a path for him.

They belonged to the same Bug Race faction, and helping teammates would result in the calculation of military merits.

"A mere trifle." If King Yuyuan were one-on-one, he would certainly dodge, but this was the Outer Realm Battlefield; leading a large group of King-level warriors in a joint attack, he had no fear of the Mother Emperor's assault.

Wu Yun frowned slightly; the group of King-level warriors around him could no longer keep up with his pace.

In terms of instantaneous speed, few could rival Wu Yun. Behind him was the second echelon, consisting of King Zujin and a few others, along with some Limit-level and Peak-level King warriors who could barely keep up.

High strength did not necessarily mean high speed. Some King-level warriors had comprehended the Time Law, and in this situation where space was locked, they could accelerate very quickly.

Once the Time Law was cultivated to the Great Perfection stage, traveling could be like the Jie Realm of the Cang Yuan Diagram: one second in the outside world was several seconds for oneself.

Who wouldn't be tempted by heavy treasures? Those were treasures that trillions of Hunyuan could not measure.

Whoosh!

King Qitian was also gradually approaching the core battlefield. The Machine Race faction currently had no powerful contenders; with the fall of King Citian, they could not find a second person approaching the level of an Invincible King.

"When the real treasure-snatching begins, it will be countless times more intense than just now." Wu Yun's gaze fell on King Qitian; the opponent gave him a more terrifying feeling than King Zujin.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Everyone was getting closer and closer to the heavy treasures, and Wu Yun was only a million kilometers away from arriving.

This distance was only four seconds of travel. Wu Yun slowed his pace slightly so that the gap between him and the other King-level warriors wouldn't be so large, leading by only half a second.

If he arrived three or five seconds early, a large number of King-level warriors would undoubtedly launch joint attacks regardless of the cost.

Nine seconds later, Wu Yun caught up to the falling heavy treasures. As ownerless objects, there was no rush to bind them; he threw them into his World Ring at top speed.

"Drop the treasures!" King Zujin's roar echoed.

But he was not charging at Wu Yun, because there were several other Limit-level and Peak-level King warriors who had arrived near the treasures at the same time as them.

That group of Limit-level King warriors had completely lost their minds; they grabbed the treasures, threw them into their World Rings, and fled toward their own alliances, hoping to use their teammates to shake off the pursuers.

Dozens of heavy treasures were snatched up in an instant. Wu Yun obtained three, while King Zujin, the Mother Emperor Linyun, and King Yuyuan each only obtained one, with the rest falling into the hands of others.

"Heavy treasures, do Limit-level King warriors deserve to possess them?" The late-arriving King Qitian looked on coldly. He locked his gaze onto a King-level warrior from the Hong Alliance and charged straight at him.

The entire void battlefield was filled with flying energy. It was easy to arrive, but extremely difficult to leave; below was the prison zone, and every other area was crowded with people.

Therefore, they could only fly toward their own factions as best they could.

The super powerhouses ignored everyone else; it was no easy task to snatch food from the mouth of an Invincible King-level powerhouse.

Wu Yun also moved. As he stepped forward, ripples of water light appeared, countless waves emerged, then transformed into a monstrous sea of blood, and were finally condensed by endless frost into a giant blood-colored iceberg.

The iceberg encompassed all the powerhouses present except for those of the Hong Alliance.

Rumble!!!

But each King-level powerhouse could easily shatter the blood-colored iceberg. Even for the weak, as long as there were enough of them, a domain could hardly restrict and slaughter them on a large scale.

Billions of ice fragments were quickly evaporated, and the iceberg, which stretched for tens of millions of kilometers, could not withstand the attacks of the King-level warriors.

Yet, in the time it took to break the iceberg, Wu Yun's figure struck the group of King-level warriors like lightning.

It was speed pushed to the extreme, blurring time. Arriving before a Limit-level King warrior of the Machine Race, Wu Yun swung his black rod, smashing him into nothingness.

One strike, instantly killing a Limit-level King warrior.

Others assumed he had directly burned his Immortal divine body. With a supreme treasure armor masking his aura and radiating pressure, no one could have guessed that the one wreaking havoc was actually a World Lord.

The iceberg shattered on a massive scale, and thousands of King-level warriors soon descended upon this area. The weakest among them were Peak-level Kings, all arriving with the dream of getting rich overnight.

The rest had long since lost the will to fight. With powerhouses bleeding and Limit-level Kings falling in droves, what were they? They began to retreat on a large scale.

But they still wanted to watch, to see just how exaggerated this battle would become. This was a rare event in the Outer Realm Battlefield that hadn't been seen in billions of years.

First, a native Venerable slaughtered in all directions, and then a large number of heavy treasures were revealed. It would be difficult for any other battlefield to have such a scale again; this battle would be recounted for endless ages.

Recordings were activated, and the Hong Alliance powerhouses even opened a synchronization with the Virtual Universe, where many Universe Venerables were observing the battle.

Wu Yun picked up the heavy treasure dropped by the one he had just killed and charged toward another Limit-level King warrior. He wanted to snatch as many treasures as possible now.

It was difficult for Limit-level King warriors to rely on their alliances to escape; even when dozens of them huddled together, they felt a chill upon seeing Wu Yun and gave way, adhering to the principle that every debt has a debtor.

"King Black Rod, don't force me!" The Limit-level King warrior who had snatched the heavy treasure was a Sky Wolf, also a member of the Monster Race's royal family, with a divine body gene six times that of a human.

"Force you? Ridiculous."

Wu Yun stepped forward indifferently, waving his hand to stir up endless blood light, then enveloped the Sky Wolf. He activated his Micro-particle Domain, blasting him into nothingness.

Without the Micro-particle Domain, Wu Yun could not have instantly killed a Limit-level King warrior by using only this much strength, but the Micro-particle Divine Heart was truly too terrifying.

Boom!

While instantly killing the Sky Wolf, Wu Yun also took the opportunity to send his two King-level subordinates on their way.

With every step he took, Immortal corpses lay strewn about. Wu Yun's black hair flowed like a waterfall, fluttering with the energy fluctuations. This was not meaningless slaughter.

He had comprehended the Dao of Slaughter, and possessed the fifth level of Killing Power; large-scale slaughter of alien races had great benefits for his state of mind and his cultivation.

"King Black Rod, stop while you're ahead." King Qitian also noticed Wu Yun. The opponent had truly dealt ruthless blows; in the short melee, dozens of King-level warriors had already fallen.

Under normal circumstances, such a scene would never occur; it was simply because so many precious treasures had emerged at once that everyone had gone mad, with many even delivering them right to Wu Yun.

"King Qitian, shall we join forces to deal with him? He has obtained as many as seven precious treasures." The Mother Emperor Linyun had arrived as well.

Out of a total of sixteen precious treasures, Wu Yun had taken seven, while one of the others had been snatched by a peak King of the Monster Race, who had successfully escaped amidst the chaotic melee.

That was a King from the lineage of Ancestor Zhen Yao, whose innate talent was so formidable that he had carved a bloody path through the fray and, after breaking free from the battlefield, quickly accelerated into the Dark Universe.

All the remaining treasures had fallen into the hands of Wu Yun and his group.

"There is no need for such trouble." King Qitian said softly, "I am about to leave the Outer Realm Battlefield. King Black Rod, before I depart, do you dare to fight me?"

In his eyes was an appreciation for the strong and a thirst for battle; as for factions and races, those matters were temporarily cast to the back of his mind.