Tunxiang, the giant-faced Yin God, the black crows, and the King of Reincarnation make their moves

A suit of crimson armor appeared on Jiang Chen, covered in strange patterns, as though ancient divine flames were blazing across it. He attacked relentlessly, unleashing Heavenly Fire Burns the World to annihilate everything as he battled the Horse-Face Giant Ghost Yin God.

The terrifying auras of Top Yin God-level beings surged, nearly shattering the sky above the Nine Provinces. Even the rules and Dao of Law from Daochang's heyday trembled and roared.

A battle like this was far too horrifying.

So much so that the battlefields of the Upper Yin Gods elsewhere in the world seemed somewhat lackluster in comparison.

Jiang Chen had used Demon Transformation to become the eight-star Red Emperor Zhurong, wielding the Flame Dao Law with the power to burn down heaven and earth.

The Horse-Face Giant Ghost was no ordinary foe either. It possessed the power of rules to deprive all things of vitality, steal every color, and plunge the world into eternal darkness. At the same time, its body was unimaginably powerful. Nothing could block the downward cleaves of its enormous axe.

The two became locked in a bitter battle.

The people on the ground could only watch in terror. They could not see Jiang Chen or the giant ghost, only the relentless, violent collisions between a crimson sky and a darkened one.

"This is practically the return of divine beings to the world. Has the age of myth come again?"

"Ancient immortals and ghosts have all appeared. Is this a great calamity or a great age?"

"Heh, look at the reports. A single battle will kill several million people at a conservative estimate. Whether it's a calamity or a golden age, you and I are just ants. We're more likely to die!"

"I hope King Chen, the King of Equality, and the others