Gods and Devils Battle Array!

In a basin that is extremely secluded and hidden from view by High Mountain on all sides.

The sprawling military camps housed 80,000 soldiers of the Purple Scorpion World's Number One Army.

Inside the tallest and most magnificent pointed fortress in the very center of the camp.

Tall warriors with grayish-brown scales and curved horns sat on their respective thrones, all eighteen of them suspended in the air. They looked down and listened to the reports from their kneeling, insignificant tribesmen:

"The first to lose contact was the third squad of the fifth brigade; eighteen Heavenly-level warriors perished instantly, and no combat footage was transmitted back."

"Following the 7th Squad of the 5th Company, the 2nd Squad of the 8th Company were all wiped out... There is still no combat footage transmitted, and the identity of the intruders cannot be determined."

Three squads of over fifty Heavenly-level warriors died, and the identity of the intruders couldn't even be confirmed?

The alien gods on their thrones all frowned.

"Judging by their strength, the intruders are at least at the god-level, and there's a possibility that more than one has come."

"A god-level squad invading?"

"Could it be that some other world wants to start a war with us?"

"Has the Liya World come from the edge of the continent to our Purple Scorpion World's territory?"

These alien gods exchanged glances, their eyes filled with anger and coldness.

There are too many other alien worlds that covet their Purple Scorpion World territory.

After all, the territory doesn't have many harsh environments, and it has mountains and rivers, allowing weaker people to thrive and survive. In the edge of the Endless Continent, it's practically a treasure trove.

Almost every few hundred thousand years, they would face a massive invasion by other alien races that could not survive in their world.

The harbinger of a world war is the invasion and attack of god-level powerhouses to probe the enemy's strength and weaknesses.

"General, let me lead the army to meet the enemy." A foreign god looked at the throne at the very back and in the highest position among the eighteen thrones.

Seated on the throne was a tall, blood-red celestial being with scales that were a deeper purplish-brown than those of the other celestial beings.

"General, I, Ciluo, am willing to go and slay the invaders."

"I, Tongju, am willing to go with you."

"And me..."

One after another, the alien gods volunteered.

They were willing to risk everything to protect their world.

"No need to go." The blood-red, curved-horn deity, whose eyes had been tightly closed, suddenly opened them, revealing a pair of blood-red eyes.

"The alien race has arrived."

The crimson-horned celestial being suddenly rose to his feet, and with a gentle flick of his almost deep purple scorpion tail, he left cracks in the void.

"Follow me into battle!"

Instantly, eighteen enormous figures, each tens of thousands of feet tall, emerged from the hall and soared into the sky.

Suddenly, it seemed as if eighteen towering mountains had appeared out of nowhere in the sky above this basin.

"Just one alien race?" A celestial being from another race sneered, looking at the fiery red lava alien that appeared at the end of his line of sight. "And so small at that."

In their eyes, the alien race, which was only a thousand feet tall, was far too small.

Even if they were stronger, the difference in the total amount of divine power alone meant that any one of them could exhaust the invading alien race to death with their divine power.

From this perspective, it makes sense that the Chaos Alien of the ruined continent tend to judge strength by size.

They simply did not know what kind of terrifying and monstrous being they were about to face.

"Tongju, go and investigate this alien race's methods. Judging from his physique, he should excel in speed. Remember to make good use of your advantages in strength and divine body," the Crimson Horned Celestial instructed.

"Yes."

Among the eighteen alien gods, the most robust-looking, with scales that even shone with a bright metallic luster, was the Tongju God, who loudly obeyed the command and flew towards the fiery lava alien race that was running towards them.

"Among the god-level powerhouses in our Purple Scorpion World, even the Holy Ancestor praised Tongju's physical abilities. Even the General's strongest tail blade had great difficulty breaking through Tongju's defense. This alien is doomed."

"That's right."

"With such a small divine body, how much divine power could he possibly have? We'll wear him down to death."

"Waste me to death?" Zhou Hao, whose divine soul was comparable to that of the Dao Ancestor, had long ago enveloped those alien gods with his consciousness, and naturally heard all their conversations and discussions.

"The alien races call the ruined continent the Endless Continent, and 'god-level' refers to celestial gods. So, what 'saint ancestor' should refer to the level of True God Dao Ancestor." Zhou Hao looked at the magnificent alien ' Tongju Celestial God' that was rapidly flying towards him.

Who is the most physically powerful deity in the Purple Scorpion World?

I also happen to be the strongest deity in the Three Realms.

Let's see whose divine body is stronger!

"Boom!"

Zhou Hao stomped heavily on the ground, his figure shooting straight at the flying Tongju God like an arrow.

His attack on the Tongju God, despite being ten times taller than the other god, was like a mortal foolishly trying to break through a divine barrier, which looked utterly ridiculous.

"You're courting death!" The Tongju God revealed a cruel and bloodthirsty smile, and directly struck the tiny alien race member, who was not even as big as his own palm.

Relying on his extraordinary physical abilities, no fewer than ten god-level alien beings have died under his palms.

In the eyes of the Tongju God, this alien race, whose only remaining advantage was speed, would be the eleventh god-level alien race he would slay.

"Tongju, don't kill him yet. Capture him alive if you can. We need to find out the origins of this alien race." The voice of the Crimson Horned God rang in the Tongju God's ear.

Even the general believed that the unfamiliar alien race that chose to confront them head-on was doomed.

But in the next instant...

"Sizzle!"

The Tongju God, with its metallic sheen and even its palms covered in grayish-brown scales, had its hand torn apart by Zhou Hao's three fingers. Then, without pausing, Zhou Hao's figure pierced through the Tongju God's head like an arrow shot by a top archer.

Wow~~~

Purple blood splattered.

That is the divine power that constitutes blood. The divine soul imprint within it has been completely erased, which is why it can no longer be taken back by the divine body.

The Tongju God, whose skull had been split open, was still staring blankly at his translucent palm when Zhou Hao, who had come up behind him, launched another attack.

Then he bent his thumbs and index fingers, and straightened the remaining three fingers, forming the hand seal of the supernatural power <Maha Boundless Finger>, tearing the Tongju God vertically in two from head to toe.

Zhou Hao's arms seemed to transform into thousands of hands, which instantly overwhelmed the Tongju god, which had split in two, like two torrents.

"Phew~~~"

Beneath the torrent of two palms, the Tongju God, this alien god with a body ten thousand feet tall, was reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye.

The speed of its demise froze the mocking smiles of the other seventeen alien gods watching from afar.

"How is that possible!"

"How can he be so strong?"

"That was the strongest divine body of the Tongju! Even his divine body was instantly torn apart and he died, so what about us..."

These alien gods were on the verge of collapse.

What they were witnessing completely overturned their understanding of god-level combat.

"A Saint Ancestor-level being! It must be a Saint Ancestor-level being!" The blood-red eyes of the Crimson-Horned Celestial God seemed to drip blood. "Form ranks! Form ranks! All troops, form ranks!"

As one of the earliest members of the Purple Scorpion Clan born on the Endless Continent, the Crimson Horned Celestial knew what a Saint Ancestor-level existence meant.

That is the most terrifying existence capable of destroying a great world single-handedly.

Historically, as the number one god-level powerhouse under the Purple Scorpion Sacred Ancestor and the general commanding the First Army, he possessed a divine and demonic combined formation passed down by the Purple Scorpion Sacred Ancestor.

That combined formation was the strongest means for these soldiers to deal with Saint Ancestor-level beings in the World War.

Wow~~~~

Nearly 80,000 alien warriors rushed out of the basin camp, densely packed together, each about a thousand feet tall, surrounding the seventeen alien gods.

Following the crimson-horned celestial being's secret technique, the divine power of the other celestial beings and 80,000 warriors was gathered together...

Boom!

A majestic scorpion-like demon god appeared in the sky.

Its two enormous forepaws, torso, appendages, and curved scorpion tail were all formed by the combined divine power of all alien warriors, with the strongest, blood-red, horned celestial being at its core.

A surge of divine power coursed through the scorpion-demon, a terrifying force capable of destroying heaven and earth, filling the crimson-horned celestial god with unparalleled confidence.

"My physical avatar left in the clan territory has already reported to the Holy Ancestor."

"Children, kill!"

"Let us use these bodies of a different race to welcome the arrival of the Holy Ancestor!"

The voice of the crimson-horned celestial being echoed through the battle formation of gods and demons. Hearing that the greatest holy ancestor was about to descend, every Purple Scorpion Clan warrior became fervent.

"Kill!" The Scorpion Demon God brandished its two front pincers, its aura soaring to the heavens.

Zhou Hao stepped forward empty-handed, as if taking a leisurely stroll.

"With the inheritance of the Divine Demon Battle Formation, the Purple Scorpion World has a solid foundation. It seems that the Holy Ancestor was quite powerful."

Having witnessed the ' Two Realms Tribulation Dragon Life-Death Formation Wujian Gate of 615 True Immortals and Celestials of the Wujian Sect, the mere 17 Celestials and 80,000 Void Return Divine Demon forming the God-Demon Battle Formation were naturally not enough to make him take notice or be moved.

Call!

Zhou Hao strode forward with ease, his body suddenly growing larger, becoming almost identical in size to the scorpion demon god.

"Clang!" "Clang!"

Two metallic clangs rang out as Zhou Hao's palms collided with the two front pincers of the Scorpion Demon God.

"Such powerful strength!" Zhou Hao's eyes lit up as he was sent flying backward.

At this moment, the power of this divine and demonic battle formation has definitely reached the level of a true god; otherwise, it wouldn't have been able to send his half-step true god body flying backward with just one collision.

Laugh!

A streak of purple light appeared almost instantly on Zhou Hao's chest; it was the sharp, long tail of the scorpion demon god.

The scorpion's tail was so fast that it exceeded the speed limit that Zhou Hao could see with his naked eye. The tip had already pierced his body before it formed a purple streak in his eyes.

"Clang!" A burst of sparks erupted from the lava Shitou skin on Zhou Hao's chest.

The crimson-horned celestial being, who had been watching with great anticipation, suddenly changed his expression. "Heavens! Even the strongest tail spike can't pierce this alien's body?"

Little did he know that although Zhou Hao had transformed into the appearance of the Zhurong Clan's lava giant, the strength of his divine body remained unchanged.

Although its body is not as strong as the strongest hand, which can reach the level of a supreme innate treasure, it is still comparable to a high-grade innate spiritual treasure. Even a leader-level powerhouse would find it extremely difficult to break through it, let alone this scorpion god-demon who has just crossed the threshold of true godhood.

"He still has a trump card at the end? Interesting." Zhou Hao steadied himself and charged forward again.

He had already figured out most of the details about the Scorpion Demon God, so naturally he wouldn't be foolish enough to rely on brute force anymore.

Zhou Hao's hands moved with mysterious techniques, his fists, palms, and fingers shifting and changing, with faint black and white energy appearing and disappearing, causing the Scorpion Demon God to suffer greatly.

"As expected. Without the help of Heavenly Dao, relying solely on the Taiji Power, I can better identify my shortcomings in battle."

Although the ordinary Heavenly Dao no longer exists in the Ancient Ruins, making it impossible to draw upon the power of heaven and earth, primordial forces such as the Taiji Power and the Limitless Power are unrestricted, flowing endlessly.

Maintaining the ' Law of Heaven and Earth ' divine power would consume a fraction of the divine power that Zhou Hao, who had reached the half-step True God realm, could not exhaust even in a hundred years.

Clang clang clang~~~ Boom boom boom~~~

Zhou Hao and the Scorpion Demon fought fiercely on the earth, carefully experiencing each move he made, pondering the yin-yang transformation of Taiji Power, and the profound principle of Wuji Begets Taiji...

Gradually, the black and white energy flow accompanying Zhou Hao's moves became brighter, and the spirituality and vitality within them grew stronger.

The crimson-horned celestial being at the core of the divine magic array was horrified to discover that the alien 'Holy Ancestor,' whose power was originally weaker than the Scorpion God and Demon, was now on par with them.

The attacks they launched with all their might seemed to lose their power instantly upon encountering the mysterious techniques of the alien 'Holy Ancestor,' falling to less than half their previous strength.

"Puff!"

A hand plunged into the head of the scorpion demon god, grabbing the blood-red, curved-horn celestial god who was the core of the battle formation.

The crimson-horned celestial being's eyes widened in horror. He... he had a battle formation protecting him, yet he had been captured by the alien 'Holy Ancestor'?

Wow.

The body of the crimson-horned celestial being turned to ashes in the black and white air currents, and then completely dissipated along with the scorpion god-demon, revealing the remaining sixteen alien celestial beings and eighty thousand alien Void Return Warriors.

"No."

"Spare me!"

"Holy Ancestor, save us!"

The alien warriors scattered across the sky were terrified and screamed in agony.

However, Zhou Hao suddenly stirred the black and white energy in his hand, forming a Tai Chi circle, and instantly killed most of them.

"To show mercy to other races is to be cruel to your own. So... you should all die." Zhou Hao's eyes were indifferent as he swept his hand across the battlefield once more.

Just then, he heard two angry shouts.

"Alien race."

"Stop."

Second update.

To be continued tomorrow.