The Great Thousand World, the Saint Abyss Continent.
This was the place that connected the Great Thousand World and the Outer Realm Evil Clan. During the Ancient Era, the Saint Abyss Continent had once been occupied by the Outer Realm Evil Clan, so the Outer Realm Evil Clan naturally also controlled certain spatial passages to enter this place.
The purpose of their coming here was, in fact, the same as that of many powerhouses of the Great Thousand World: to try and seek out those fallen peak powerhouses, obtain their inheritances, and strengthen their own race.
Because of the hostile relationship between the two sides, it also resulted in the Saint Abyss Continent becoming one of the main battlefields between the Great Thousand World and the Outer Realm Evil Clan.
At this moment, on a battlefield in the Saint Abyss Continent, a group of humanoid creatures with hair burning with black flames had arrayed themselves in battle formation and established themselves here. Terrifying auras emanated from this army, and a terrifying temperature shrouded this battlefield.
The trees surrounding the army had already collapsed, burning with black flames upon them.
This group of humanoid creatures whose hair burned with black flames were the Flame Demon Clan, one of the Outer Realm Evil Clan, a powerful evil clan second only to the Thirty-Two Great Clans.
Standing at the front of the Flame Demon Clan's great army were three commanders, all three of whom were already in the realm of the Complete Earthly Sovereign. Every single one of the Flame Demon Clan's great army behind him had unexpectedly reached the Earthly Sovereign Realm, and apart from a few Upper Earth Sovereigns, they were all Lower Earthly Sovereigns.
The gazes of the three commanders and the gazes of the Flame Demon Clan's great army behind them were all concentrated ahead.
Before them, a young man holding a spear, dressed in black battle armor, with his long black hair bound behind his head by a golden hair crown and a heroic and extraordinary countenance, stood suspended in mid-air.
The young man's realm was unexpectedly likewise the Complete Earthly Sovereign.
Beside him floated a small black pagoda, and behind him stood not a single person.
If anyone else were present, they would likely have equated this young man with death.
"To dare face our Flame Demon Clan's great army all by yourself, we greatly admire your courage. State your name," the commander of the Flame Demon Clan standing right in the middle spoke up.
"The Futu Ancient Clan, Futu Yijing!" The young man's echoes reverberated between heaven and earth, as though the heavens themselves were chanting this name.
Hearing the name of the Futu Ancient Clan, the Flame Demon Clan bore intense hostility in their eyes.
Back when the Great Thousand World was initially invaded, there was a fellow named Futu, and in that war, quite a few Flame Demon Clan powerhouses had died at that fellow's hands.
Now, this fellow who called himself the Futu Ancient Clan was thought to be that fellow's descendant. After all, with a powerhouse like that, his own clan's strength would definitely not be weak.
With yet another fellow named Futu appearing before them, they naturally wanted to avenge the powerhouses of the Flame Demon Clan who had sacrificed themselves.
The two sides did not continue their dialogue, and battle auras erupted from both parties.
Futu Yijing's single aura clearly had no way to contend on equal terms with the aura of the Flame Demon Clan's Earthly Sovereign army, but the aura on his body far surpassed the combined aura of the three Flame Demon Clan commanders.
The battle was triggered at a touch. Futu Yijing was all by himself, and he deeply understood the principle that striking first gains the upper hand. His figure flashed and he appeared directly within the array of the Flame Demon Clan's great army.
Wielding his spear as an Earthly Sovereign Complete, Futu Yijing used the strength of a single person to scatter the formation of the Flame Demon Clan's great army.
The members of the Flame Demon Clan all deployed their methods, and black flames instantly ignited across this battlefield.
Countless giant black flame serpents whistled toward Futu Yijing.
Futu Yijing acted as though he heard nothing.
"True Dragon Precious Technique, Dragon Roar Technique!"
A dragon roar issued from Futu Yijing's mouth, carrying the might of powerful spiritual energy fluctuations as it collided together with a spiritual energy giant dragon and countless flame serpents.
Following the collision, the spiritual energy giant dragon's might remained undiminished, charging straight ahead.
Quite a few members of the Flame Demon Clan turned into flying ash amidst the chanting roar of the spiritual energy giant dragon.
Seeing this sight, the expressions of the three Flame Demon Clan commanders turned extremely unsightly, and they all mobilized their power to launch an attack toward Futu Yijing.
Futu Yijing could look down upon the Flame Demon Clan's great army of Lower Earthly Sovereigns, but he could not ignore the three Flame Demon Clan commanders who were in the same realm as him.
With a horizontal sweep of his spear, the surrounding Flame Demonmen were blasted flying, leaving an open space around Futu Yijing.
Gazing at the attacks of the three commanders, Futu Yijing circulated his spiritual energy, and a thousand-foot-tall Supreme Dharma Body emerged. This Dharma Body emitted a dazzling light that illuminated the entire battlefield, resembling broad daylight.
This was the ancestral Dharma Body of the Futu Ancient Clan, the Endless Light Body.
He was also the second person in the Futu Ancient Clan, aside from Ancestor Futu, to successfully cultivate it.
"Light Wall!"
A barrier composed of ten-thousand-zhang light manifested instantly, and the attacks of the three Flame Demon Clan commanders landing on this light wall unexpectedly failed to produce even a shred of effect.
Having blocked the attacks, Futu Yijing's gaze turned once again toward the Flame Demon Clan's great army.
His black pupils unexpectedly transformed for a split second into the golden vertical pupils belonging to a dragon race.
"True Dragon Precious Technique, Divine Dragon Tail Swing!!"
His spear swept horizontally, and a huge dragon tail condensed from spiritual energy lashed across the great army. All of the Flame Demonmen who endured this attack met their demise, with not a single survivor.
Seeing this, the Flame Demon Clan's great army felt towering waves churn in their hearts, their faces filled with terror.
They had not expected that the opponent alone could contend on equal terms with their great army, and for a time, no one dared to step forward.
Having frightened off the remaining Flame Demon Clan, Futu Yijing set his sights upon the three Flame Demon Clan commanders.
Under the present circumstances, it was useless for him to kill however many Flame Demon Clan Earthly Sovereigns, for the three Flame Demon Clan commanders were still standing right there.
At this moment, the three Flame Demon Clan commanders were burning with rage, their complexions dark and terrifying to behold.
Futu Yijing did not pause. He gripped his spear, and with a punch of his left hand, a fist imbued with crystalline light gathered under his spiritual energy and smashed unreasonably straight into the chest of one of the Flame Demon Clan commanders.
This sort of offensive came extremely fast, and the Flame Demon Clan commander hurriedly waved his palm to parry as black flames burned fiercely.
However, in front of this fist imbued with crystalline light, the black flames were completely useless.
The commander of the Flame Demon Clan trembled as his body was sent flying backward in a very battered state.
The black flames on his body rapidly dimmed, as if they had been sealed.
"What is this?!"
The Flame Demon Clan commander cried out in alarm, frantically urging the power within his body as he attempted to expel this crystalline light carrying sealing power.
At that very moment, Futu Yijing tapped his toes lightly against the ground and his entire figure vanished from the spot in an instant.
When his silhouette appeared once more, he had already arrived before the sent-flying Flame Demon Clan commander, raised his long spear, and shouted:
"True Dragon Precious Technique, Black Dragon Severs the Firmament!"
With a single sweep of his spear, a massive black dragon seemed to manifest behind Futu Yijing.
The black dragon opened its massive jaws and clamped down on the Flame Demon Clan commander, and with merely a single strike, the Flame Demon Clan commander perished.
Such terrifying combat prowess filled the Flame Demon Clan with dread.
One of their three strongest individuals was so fragile in the opponent's hands.
I'm afraid only the Demon Emperor could suppress him!
They wanted to retreat, but this battlefield was still a very long distance away from their spatial passageway.
Right now, only by fighting for their lives could they snatch a glimmer of survival!
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