It landed on the great formation, but there was no reaction.
"Not bad, you old codger. Although you're Mid God King, it's a pity you've run into me."
Sun Wukong unleashed a Heavenly Destruction aura here.
Just then, the armies of the eight major races arrived.
" Human Race, you're courting death!"
" Human Race, you dare to attack my Bai Xuan Clan? You're courting death!"
As soon as the voice faded, everyone looked over.
They discovered it was a man with two heads.
"You ugly monster, watch how I, Old Sun, cut you down!"
With that, he swung his Golden-Hooped Staff horizontally.
The two people emanated a mysterious divine power.
Then, powerful figures from other races surrounded and attacked Sun Wukong.
"Very good, very good."
Sun Wukong was not intimidated at all, and activated the Eight-Nine Mystical Art.
His entire body was enveloped in a golden light.
One after another, the phantom images of giant apes appeared, roaring Nine Heavens and the earth.
"You bunch of old bastards, come on, let me see what it's like to fight eight people at once, or rather, what it's like to fight one person at once."
Sun Wukong's laughter echoed between heaven and earth, carrying an air of unparalleled arrogance. With a flick of his wrist, he moved like a ghost among the powerful figures of various races, his Golden-Hooped Staff cudgel causing wind and thunder to surge and space to tremble.
Each strike contained the power to shake mountains, yet he precisely avoided vital points. Clearly, he was enjoying the battle, rather than simply engaging in slaughter.
"Hmph, you mere ants, how dare you try to stop me, Sun Wukong?" he said coldly, his eyes like torches, as if he could see through all falsehoods.
Upon seeing this, the powerful figures from all races all wore solemn expressions. They had never encountered such a formidable opponent before, and even when they joined forces, they felt unprecedented pressure.
However, for the survival and dignity of their race, they had no choice but to fight to the death.
Just then, an ancient and mysterious aura descended from the sky, and a figure slowly stepped into the battlefield, surrounded by a faint glow, as if a peerless expert who was isolated from the world had sensed Sun Wukong's danger and come to his aid.
" Sun Wukong, step back immediately. This matter is of utmost importance and requires careful consideration." The reclusive expert's tone was solemn, yet it revealed an undeniable authority.
Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong paused with his Golden-Hooped Staff, turned to look at the reclusive expert, and a complex light flashed in his eyes.
He knew that his senior's words made sense, but the obsession and anger in his heart were hard to quell.
"Senior, I never imagined that there would be Human Race powerhouse like you in the Divine Realm."
"Wasn't it said that Human Race was extinct?"
"Kid, let's talk about this later, let's take them out first."
"Good."
Sun Wukong nodded, and without saying a word, he charged out.
" Human Race, you are not worthy to annihilate my Heaven-Swallowing Toad Clan."
As he spoke, the ancient ancestor directly burned his bloodline, and in an instant, his aura soared to the Peak Mid God King.
" Peak Mid God King, too weak."
As Sun Wukong spoke, he swept his staff horizontally.
A powerful Two Heads warrior of the Xuan Clan.
Upon seeing this, a giant axe appeared and clashed with Sun Wukong's Golden-Hooped Staff.
The two are evenly matched.
" Human Race, you're nothing special."
"Haha, even if the Heavenly Laozi came today, you eight races would still die!"
With that, he made his move again.
This time, the power is doubled.
The mysterious old man took the initiative to fight the four people.
Upon seeing this, Sun Wukong laughed.
Ma Chao and Zhao Zilong, on the other hand, charged directly into the army of Myriad Races.
"All soldiers, slaughter Myriad Races, and our Human Race will have no worries."
" Human Race, you're courting death."
The army of Myriad Races was furious.
Without saying a word, they began their attack.
But the next moment, they were stunned.
The army of Death Beast blocked the Human Race's path, and like slicing a watermelon, the heads of Myriad Races flew off rapidly.
Blood stained the earth red, and the roars of Death Beast and the wails of Myriad Races intertwined into a chaotic symphony.
Sun Wukong's figure moved like a ghost across the battlefield. Every swing of his Golden-Hooped Staff was accompanied by the fall of an enemy. His eyes burned with indomitable spirit and anger, vowing to protect the last dignity of this land.
Ma Chao and Zhao Zilong, two fierce generals, fought side by side. Wherever their spears and swords flashed, soldiers of Myriad Races fell. Their tacit cooperation was like a match made in heaven, making the enemy tremble with fear.
Led by their two generals, the Human Race army was in high spirits, fighting like ten men each, and determined to defend their homeland.
The mysterious old man displayed unfathomable strength. He faced the four powerful races alone, his movements graceful and his techniques mysterious. Every move he made was able to deflect the opponent's attacks and find an opportunity to counterattack.
His presence became a pillar of strength for the Human Race army.
The battle intensified, and the heavens and earth seemed to tremble.
However, at this critical moment of life and death, Human Race has shown unprecedented unity and resilience.
They knew that only by uniting as one could they survive this catastrophe.
"For the future of Human Race, kill!" Sun Wukong roared, swinging his Golden-Hooped Staff once more with Heavenly Destruction power, launching a final charge against the enemy.
On this land ravaged by war, the glory and honor of Human Race are quietly blossoming.
Explosion and fighting to the west.
Countless people sensed it.
On this day, everyone felt a chill run down their spine.
One of them is the Reincarnation Hall, which exudes an aura of endless Samsara.
"Unexpectedly, the Human Race has retreated to the Sea of Death Sea of Death, and now they're using it as their base to launch attacks from the west. What a clever scheme!"
The Lord of the Reincarnation Hall had an icy expression.
Meanwhile, in the Pupil Palace, the Double Pupils Woman opened her eyes.
His gaze swept across the Sea of Death.
Everything became clear in no time.
" Human Race, I never expected you to cower in the Sea of Death."
"Very well, then bear the wrath of Myriad Races."
On the other side, the Asura Race, the Baihu Clan, and countless other races were all shocked by the shockwaves of the great battle.
It lies far away in the darkness of an unknown space.
Bai Ran opened her eyes.
My gaze pierced through layers of clouds and mist, and I saw the scene of a great battle in the Divine Realm.
" Ye Changge, I never imagined you were this powerful! You can even command the winds and rains in the Divine Realm. But just wait, in three months, I, Bai Ran, will descend upon the Divine Realm."
As Bai Ran spoke, his aura exploded forth.
If anyone were there, they would be shocked.
Bai Ran, the chosen one, has now broken through to the Peak Early God King Realm. His aura is like that of the ancient divine beast Baihu, terrifying beyond compare.
A resolute light shone in Bai Ran's eyes. He knew that this battle was not just for personal glory, but also for the balance and future of the entire universe.
He closed his eyes, silently chanting an ancient incantation, and the power within his body began to surge wildly, as if it were about to Heaven Breaker.
"Three months is enough," he murmured to himself, his voice soft but carrying an undeniable firmness.
Bai Ran began to mobilize all his spiritual power, engaging in an unprecedented form of cultivation. He wanted to elevate his strength to its limit in preparation for the upcoming war in the Divine Realm.
Meanwhile, elsewhere in the Divine Realm, Ye Changge also sensed this powerful aura emanating from afar. He smiled slightly, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes. " Bai Ran, you've finally arrived. Let's settle this battle now."