The Sacred Body-Tyrant Body Battle, the Tyrant Body's secrets, and the emergence of the nine Divine Forms

"There's no need to reconsider. I firmly believe the Overlord will win." The Overlord's Protector smiled confidently.

The First Pass Protector wore an odd expression and chose to yield. "In that case, please do as you wish!"

"The Sacred Body-Tyrant Body Battle begins here!" The Tyrant Body's Protector clasped his hands behind his back. Seeing the First Pass Protector yield, he felt rather smug and put on an air of solemn reflection.

The First Pass Protector thought to himself, It is a Sacred Body-Tyrant Body Battle, but this 'Sacred Body' isn't the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body!

"He's here!" The First Pass Protector focused his mind and called out.

Just then, footsteps rang through the universe, as though treading upon everyone's hearts. Qin Tian finally emerged from the ancient city. Dressed in white, with thick black hair falling to his shoulders, his Double Pupils had long since returned to their original simplicity, overlapping and shimmering with the light of chaos. He stood in the world like a deity, terrifying beyond measure.

Mounted on the Purple Qilin, the Overlord faced Qin Tian. Like a Demon God, he sat astride his mount with his spear held crosswise. Black divine metal armor covered him from head to foot, shrouding his entire body in mystery and oppressive might.

The crimson war spear in his hand bared its sharp edge. As though stained red by the blood of countless living beings, it radiated towering killing intent, its icy aura sending chills through Saints.

One white, one black-like opposing Yin and Yang, utterly different.

"Oh, this Purple Qilin looks good!" Qin Tian's eyes lit up.

Before coming here, he had wanted to ride a Blue Qilin. Unfortunately, the other party had refused, so he could only find a substitute.

After all, the Big Benz was good, but