A Pair of "Beasts of Burden," a Peak-Level Melee

At Mount Shouyang, a fierce and earth-shattering battle raged.

At the foot of the mountain, in a vast, lush meadow, a blue-maned lion and a Yellow-Tusked White Elephant were leisurely grazing.

The lion, in particular, ate with such seriousness and relish that it gave the illusion of being a beast of burden.

This seems to confirm the saying that the world is so vast and full of wonders.

"Hehe, let them fight it out. In the end, it'll all be ours!"

The lion, head bowed as it grazed, seemed unusually small in the face of the White Elephant, muttering something under its breath.

The scene was indescribably eerie.

The White Elephant used its trunk to pick up a tuft of grass, stuffed it into its large mouth, and chewed it slowly, creating a stark contrast with the Green Lion beside it that was gobbling down grass whole.

He genuinely enjoys eating, unlike the lion who pretends, his acting is over the top and makes him a laughing stock.

"Sometimes you don't necessarily have to fight and kill. You can outsmart them. These brainless idiots only know how to fight, and they might be being used without even realizing it."

The White Elephant ate grass, but that didn't stop it from making high-pitched noises. Its expression was unreadable, but you could sense a strange mockery on its face, which was incredibly irritating.

"Once they've been worn down enough, then... hehe..."

"What a pity, what a pity! If Master had given us the Immortal Execution Sword or the Six-Soul Banner, wouldn't we have already killed them all? Why would we be playing the beast here?"

The Green Lion shook its head regretfully, though it actually quite enjoyed the feeling of dominating the battlefield.

"That's not how it works. With the Immortal Execution Sword and the Six-Soul Banner, we could easily kill any two of our junior brothers."

"How can you possibly understand our methods?" White Elephant disagreed. Having magic weapons was already a blessing; how could he dare to covet the Immortal Execution Sword and the Six-Soul Banner?

The Green Lion still wants those two magical treasures. Why don't you ask your master to hand over the position of sect leader to you?

While I'm at it, I'll also take the position of the Dao Ancestor's disciple.

"Hey... I've finished this piece, let's go somewhere else."

The Green Lion shook its head and walked away, its teeth practically carving a hole in the ground.

The White Elephant followed, and as they ate, they moved further inside, appearing so harmonious and harmless. The battle on the mountain did not affect the elegance at all.

Meanwhile, the battle between Minghe and a Human Race had reached its climax, with both sides locked in a fierce and evenly matched fight, blood splattering across the void.

One of the Human Race's powerful figures has been injured, and the prolonged battle has taken a heavy toll.

Minghe was also not doing well, struggling to fight and his energy was waning, unlike his initial dominance.

Minghe's cultivation was already close to the peak of the Daluo Golden Immortal realm. He thought he could win easily this time, but he didn't expect that while he was improving, the Human Race guarding the mountain were also improving, and they were much stronger than last time.

"Minghe! You don't seem to have improved much since last time!"

Manshan Clan laughed, his body bearing sword marks, torn wounds, and bloodstains, yet his aura remained strong.

"Hmph! Let's see how long you can keep up your stubbornness!" Styx said coldly. The prolonged Minghe was making him lose face, and his fellow warriors were watching.

"You cannot outlast me in a protracted war."

As soon as he finished speaking, he summoned the vast river of blood that stretched across the sky, replenishing his magical power. He stood up again, let out a long roar, and charged forward.

Manshan Clan, Cangwu, Ligan's expressions darkened slightly. Even if they could repel the Minghe at this rate, they wouldn't be able to stop the remaining people who were eyeing them covetously.

The rest were no easier to deal with than the Minghe.

After so many years of tacit cooperation, we can understand each other's thoughts with just a glance.

In an instant, everyone secretly discussed the matter and reached a consensus.

Then, with a roar, he charged forward.

"Boom..."

A terrifying atmosphere filled the air as the two sides clashed fiercely, employing profound and mysterious techniques, seemingly unleashing their most powerful skills.

Soon after, the Manshan Clan and their followers gradually fell into a disadvantageous position, unable to withstand the Minghe's attacks, and were repeatedly knocked away, eventually suffering defeat.

"Ha ha..."

Minghe laughed loudly, his face full of mockery and disdain, "You think you can stop me?"

"The gap between us is like a river of blood in the sky, insurmountable."

He pointed to the top of his head, then moved swiftly, rushing towards the mountaintop to seize the Kongtong Seal.

At that moment, a bolt of lightning pierced the heavens and the earth, shattering the void like a true dragon, and struck down towards the top of the Minghe.

"You bastard!"

Minghe swung the Abi Sword, shattering the lightning, but some still landed on him, turning his blood-red hair charred and disheveled, and his face as black as charcoal.

"Qiangliang!!"

He didn't even need to look to know who did it!

"The previous Human Emperor said that whoever defeats the guardian mountain god will be qualified to take the Kongtong Seal and become the new Human Emperor. Do you dare to disobey?"

Minghe turned around and stared intently at Qiangliang, wishing he could devour him alive.

"Heh, the Human Emperor also said it was limited to Human Race only. Are you, Minghe, even human?" Qiangliang retorted with a sneer.

"Indeed, we've all come this far. It's all about skill now; only the strongest will be qualified to become the Human Emperor!"

Zhurong roared, and his body burst into blazing flames, burning the void and igniting the heavens.

"Minghe, abandon your illusions and put away your wishful thinking. If you let us obtain the Kongtong Seal so easily, wouldn't that make us look incompetent?"

The Duke of the East sneered, weighing the Dragon-Headed Staff in his hand.

The other powerful figures remained silent, each unleashing their magical treasures and preparing for battle.

"You..."

Minghe was furious, his face turning ashen. Suddenly, he threw his head back and laughed loudly, saying, "That's right! The throne of the Human Emperor belongs to the capable, so let's rely on our own abilities."

At this point, the only option is to take a step back. If we choose to fight head-on, we might be attacked by the group and become the first to die.

"Take this sword!"

Qiangliang, wielding the Yuantu Sword, hacked and slashed at the Minghe relentlessly. Without a word, he used his sword to kill his own people, a move that could be described as killing the man and destroying his spirit.

"Kill!"

With a loud shout, Abi Sword thrust out the Minghe Sword, its crimson sword flowers resembling petals of the Great Dao, radiating Chaos light and crisscrossing with sword energy.

At the same time, the remaining powerful beings also made their moves, attacking their fellow Daoists. One moment they were brothers and sisters, the next they were fighting to the death.

A great battle erupted, the void exploded, and the roar continued.

Fuxi unleashed Seven Treasures Mystic Fire from his palm and reached out to Zhurong, seeking revenge for their past grievances.

"Snort!"

Zhurong coldly retorted, already secretly on guard against Fuxi, "Utterly foolish! I am the master of fire, how dare you use fire against me?"

"In vain!"

Fuxi remained silent, and the Seven Treasures Mystic Fire of the Lotus Lantern poured down, twisting and roaring in his hand, transforming into an unparalleled ferocious beast that pounced on Zhurong.

"Everyone says it's futile, don't you understand?"

Zhurong roared, casually raising his hand to return the fire to Fuxi.

"Um?"

The next moment his expression changed. Not only was the fire out of his control, but it also seemed to be able to damage and suppress his soul. In an instant, he was injured.

"What kind of fire is that?"

"Kill your fire!" Fuxi roared.

"Court death!"

Zhurong roared in anger and dared not be negligent, unleashing his full power, and the two immediately clashed.

Celestial light soared into the sky, shattering the heavens.

Soon after, powerful beings began to be killed and fall, some even crashing to the ground, severely wounded.

One of the powerful beings landed at the foot of Mount Shouyang, furious and wanting to fight again, when he was suddenly attracted by two strange beasts in the distance.

A Green Lion and a White Elephant slowly approached, grazing on the grass.