In the Asura Killing Field, All Arts Came to Nothing, Wolves Devoured the Tiger, and Blood Rained on a Savage Wind!
Boom!
What kind of sight was this?
It was as though a scroll depicting the gods battling in Primordial Antiquity had been unfurled once more, its images reflected in the present age.
More than a dozen Imperial Clan prodigies and Ancient Freaks had all entered a frenzied state of Ultimate Sublimation.
They wore Blood Armor condensed by the Ten Directions Annihilation Formation.
Every plate flowed with murderous runes that made the heart tremble—taboo power purchased with sacrifices of lifespan and true blood.
Their auras joined together like an ancient demonic wall that could neither be toppled nor smashed apart.
With the will to crush every living thing, they thundered down upon the white-robed figure at the center.
Yet Ye Tian, standing in the eye of the storm, remained like a reef that had endured since time immemorial. However fiercely the monstrous waves battered him, he stood unmoved.
"Just in time!"
Ye Tian let out a long cry. His black hair streamed wildly behind him, every strand gleaming as though it were burning.
Within his eyes, his double pupils opened and closed.
Two golden beams shot forth like a pair of peerless heavenly swords.
They instantly cleaved through the blood-red killing intent before him, thick as ink.
Thud!
He took a single step, using no Divine Ability Arts whatsoever. His flesh alone shook the void.
Yet that simple step made the earth throughout Spiritless Valley abruptly sink.
It was as though a Primordial Divine Elephant had brutally stamped upon the earth's veins.
"Chaos Physique—Myriad Tribulations Indestructible!"
Ye Tian clenched both fists. Golden chaos blood and qi surged through his body, roaring like great rivers bursting their banks.
An immortal radiance flowed across his skin, the ultimate manifestation of fleshly sainthood.
It was as though his body was an independent microcosm, impervious