Battle Through the Heavens: I Can Solidify All Talents

At this moment, his golden robe had been corroded by demonic qi, leaving dozens of holes that exposed the scar-covered skin beneath.

A faint layer of pitch-black demonic qi coiled around those wounds, constantly devouring his flesh and blood.

Yet he did not care in the slightest.

Qin Tian's fist auras were like golden meteors, carrying all the power of a Late-Phase Saint Grade Heavenly Sovereign as they madly blasted toward the figure opposite him.

With every punch, a hole several million zhang wide collapsed into the void, while the aftershocks of his fist auras shattered the clouds across tens of millions of miles.

The Green-Robed Sword Saint stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

This supreme sword cultivator, who had lived for an unknown number of years, wielded an ordinary-looking longsword whose every strike carried an edge capable of severing laws.

Sword light flashed like green lightning, weaving an impenetrable net through the void and sealing off every possible escape route for the figure opposite them.

The two worked together with exceptional coordination.

Qin Tian confronted him head-on, his fist auras as heavy as mountains.

The Green-Robed Sword Saint roamed along the flank, his sword light swift as lightning.

One hard, one soft; one direct, one unpredictable—they pushed the combat power of Late-Phase Saint Grade Heavenly Sovereigns to its limit.

Yet the figure opposite them had never been suppressed.

The Saint Heaven Demon Emperor.

The leader of the Outer Realm Evil Clan, an unparalleled existence at the Peak Saint Grade Heavenly Sovereign realm.

He wore a pure white robe, his face kind and benevolent, carrying an almost compassionate holiness.

If one looked only at that face, anyone would have taken him for an enlightened master.

But his eyes betrayed him.

There were no pupils in the depths of those eyes,