The Divine Son Arrives, and the Fierce Battle Begins

Looking at Ji Jingtian lying on the ground, the Yuan Clan members knew he had done his utmost. Even as he fell at the end, he had not forgotten to move them, who had been subjected to attacks as relentless as a torrential downpour, to his side. They were deeply moved.

By now, the True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son, several other Divine Sons, and numerous disciples from Imperial Clans, Imperial Dynasties, royal dynasties, and Holy Lands had arrived before the Yuan Clan members.

Looking at the Yuan Clan members, whose cause was lost, the True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son laughed triumphantly. "After we surround and kill you today, we'll go kill your Divine Son and First Sequence as well. Remember, don't be born with the surname Yuan in your next life."

With that, the True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son's spiritual power surged, and a colossal dragon silhouette appeared behind him.

He then waved one hand, sending the dragon silhouette flying toward the Yuan Clan members.

At that moment, the Jun Lineage's Divine Son and the Yu Clan's Divine Son, who were fighting the Heavenly Cang Clan's Divine Son and the Golden-Winged Peng Clan's Divine Son, flew frantically toward the Yuan Clan members.

But the Heavenly Cang Clan's Divine Son and the Golden-Winged Peng Clan's Divine Son flashed in front of them and held them back, preventing them from rescuing the Yuan Clan members.

"You want to save them? Dream on," the Golden-Winged Peng Clan's Divine Son said coldly.

Unable to fight any longer, the Yuan Clan members watched the enormous dragon silhouette draw ever closer, radiating a powerful, terrifying presence. They closed their eyes slightly and waited for death to descend.

Just then, a golden barrier appeared before the Yuan Clan members, shielding them. The enormous dragon silhouette slammed into it, triggering a violent explosion. When the explosion subsided, the dragon silhouette had vanished, but the golden barrier remained, flickering with a faint golden light.

"Who is it?"

The True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son and the others looked around, wanting to know who had helped the Yuan Clan members block that fatal blow. Then their gazes suddenly turned toward the sky.

Two figures descended from the heavens. One had jet-black hair and was exceptionally handsome. The other had white hair and looks of utter perfection, as though he were Heaven's most flawless masterpiece.

The newcomers were none other than the recovered Yuan Ruochu and Yuan Zhexian, who had removed his disguise.

Yuan Zhexian looked at the gravely injured Yuan Clan members, his expression icy, but said nothing. Yuan Ruochu, on the other hand, looked furious. "You dared to injure the people of my Yuan Clan," he said to the True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son. "You deserve to die."

Yuan Zhexian waved a hand, and dozens of Holy Spirit Pills and Nine-Aperture Primordial Qi Holy Pills appeared in the air. They then transformed into a vast stream of Spiritual Qi that flowed into the Yuan Clan members' bodies.

The Heavenly Cang Clan's Divine Son and the Jun Lineage's Divine Son, as well as the Golden-Winged Peng Clan's Divine Son and the Yu Clan's Divine Son, had still been fighting, but now they stopped and flashed back to their respective sides.

Yuan Zhexian slowly stepped forward and said, "The last few dozen people who injured my Yuan Clan were all wiped out in body and soul. Tell me, how would you like to die?"

Word had already spread that the Wang Family's Divine Son Wang Teng, the Myriad Spirits Mountain's Divine Son, Crown Prince Tianyu, and the disciples of the other Imperial Clans and Holy Lands had surrounded and attacked Yuan Ruochu, only to die miserable deaths at Yuan Zhexian's hands.

But hearing Yuan Zhexian say it so calmly still gave the True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son and the others a shock. After all, they knew how powerful Wang Teng and the other two were.

The Chen Family's Divine Son stepped forward. "Yuan Zhexian! You slaughtered numerous prodigies and monstrous talents as you pleased, all for a few heavenly treasures. What? Is your Yuan Clan allowed to kill others, but we're not allowed to kill your people?"

Yuan Zhexian looked at the Chen Family's Divine Son and said coldly, "The strong prevail and the weak fall. That is the law of survival. There are countless peerless opportunities in the secret realm, but if you want them, you need to be alive to claim them. And it's not that you aren't allowed to kill my Yuan Clan's people. The question is, with me here, can you?"

The Chen Family's Divine Son was so angry at Yuan Zhexian's words that he laughed. "Facing so many prodigies and monstrous talents, do you really think you're invincible? I refuse to believe it."

He continued, "Yuan Zhexian, you may be first on the Eternal Rankings and the Heavenly Dao Ancient Tablet, but that was ten years ago. My cultivation and strength have advanced by leaps and bounds over those ten years. It's the perfect chance for me, the tenth-ranked on the Heavenly Dao Ancient Tablet, to test you, the first-ranked on both the Eternal Rankings and the Heavenly Dao Ancient Tablet."

An ancient sword of unknown grade appeared in Yuan Zhexian's hand. His father, Yuan Changsheng, had given it to him before he came to the secret realm. He pointed it at the Chen Family's Divine Son and said coldly, "Are you ready? I'm about to make my move."

Across from him, the Chen Family's Divine Son summoned his Imperial Weapon, the Immortal Ascension Sword. Its mighty Imperial Weapon pressure made the weaker cultivators present feel as though a mountain were crushing them, leaving them unable to breathe.

Looking at the Imperial Weapon in his hand and the unknown ancient sword in Yuan Zhexian's, the Chen Family's Divine Son brimmed with confidence. "Come on, Yuan Zhexian! I can hardly wait."

Ji Jingtian, who was gradually recovering thanks to the Heavenly Origin Pills and Nine-Aperture Primordial Qi Holy Pills that had entered his body, stood up and looked at his Divine Son.

He knew full well how terrifying Yuan Zhexian was. He said to Yuan Ruochu beside him, "I'll bet you one holy medicine that our Divine Son will finish the Chen Family's Divine Son in one move."

Yuan Ruochu immediately held out his fist to Ji Jingtian and raised his middle finger. "This gesture the Divine Son taught me feels great," he said happily. "I'll bet you ten holy medicines that the Divine Son can kill him in one move."

"Uh...?"

Ji Jingtian was stunned by Yuan Ruochu's gesture.

He then asked what it meant.

Seeing Ji Jingtian's eagerness to learn, Yuan Ruochu taught him exactly what Yuan Zhexian had told him, without changing a word.

After the Chen Family's Divine Son summoned his Imperial Weapon, Yuan Zhexian said softly, "Four Immortal-Slaying Swords-Immortal-Butchering Sword." Terrifying Sword Qi appeared along the blade of the ancient sword.

Yuan Zhexian vanished. When he reappeared, he was dozens of meters behind the Chen Family's Divine Son. He turned around, held his sword in one hand, and said coldly, "Next!"

The Chen Family's Divine Son in front of Yuan Zhexian was instantly cut in half at the waist by the Immortal-Butchering Sword. The Immortal-Butchering Sword itself possessed the ability to destroy souls, wiping its victims out in body and soul.

The Chen Family's Divine Son stared in disbelief at his body, severed in two. With terror on his face, he died just like that, his soul utterly annihilated as well.

Everyone except the Yuan Clan members, including the True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son and his companions, was shocked by Yuan Zhexian's move. With one's soul utterly annihilated, there was no chance of reincarnation through Samsara. Wasn't the Yuan Clan's Divine Son far too ruthless?

The Holy Son of Illusory Moon Spirit Heaven, remembering both the last encounter and this one, grew even more afraid of Yuan Zhexian. I absolutely must not provoke this monster. I barely know the True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son and his lot.

No!

It's not that I barely know them. I don't know them at all. Face? To hell with that. Staying alive was more important.

He then swayed his hips and strutted flirtatiously over to Yuan Zhexian. Bowing slightly, he said, "Divine Son, last time you helped me kill that faithless man, the Godfall Pavilion's Divine Son. I haven't had a chance to thank you yet, so this time I'm willing to lead all the disciples of Illusory Moon Spirit Heaven to serve you, Divine Son. And I-"

Hearing the Spirit Heaven Holy Son's words, Yuan Zhexian broke out in goosebumps. He felt his stomach churning and immediately interrupted with a shout. "Shut up, you damned freak! Go join the Godfall Pavilion's Divine Son!"

With that, he used the Immortal-Butchering Sword again. A crescent-shaped sword gleam shot from the blade, its terrifying presence forcing the Spirit Heaven Holy Son to resist with the greatest strength he had ever mustered in his life. But the difference between their strength was like that between the bright moon and a firefly.

The sword light cut him cleanly in two. Yuan Zhexian then waved his right hand, and a flame of the Fire of Chaos appeared, burning the bisected Spirit Heaven Holy Son until not even ashes remained. His end was identical to that of the Godfall Pavilion's Divine Son.

Yuan Zhexian then said without a shred of grace, "Pah. Damn it. He's dirtied my hand. When I get back, I'll have to bathe in Rootless Water for at least seven or eight days."

The Yuan Clan members, the True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son, and the others all felt their scalps tingle.

"What?"

"Rootless Water?"

"To bathe?"

"For seven or eight days?"

Rootless Water could not only replenish spiritual power but was also a peerless holy water that nourished the soul. Even the True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son and the other Divine Sons had only a bottle or two each, yet Yuan Zhexian was going to bathe in it.

What a criminal waste of a heavenly treasure!

Yuan Zhexian resumed his icy demeanor and looked coldly at the True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son and the others. "Next."

Seeing that their Divine Son and Holy Son had been wiped out in body and soul, the Chen Family and Illusory Moon Spirit Heaven members stepped forward, wanting to avenge them.

They pointed at Yuan Zhexian and were about to speak, but he cut them off at once. "Enough. Dead people don't need to talk."

He immediately unleashed several streaks of Sword Qi. "Aah!" Amid cries of agony, more than twenty Chen Family and Illusory Moon Spirit Heaven disciples were blasted into bloody mist by Yuan Zhexian's terrifying Sword Qi, which scattered everywhere.

The gap between their strength and Yuan Zhexian's was even greater. There was no way they could withstand his Sword Qi.

Seeing the people on his side cut down by Yuan Zhexian one after another, the True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son said at once, "Everyone, he wants to whittle down our strength one person at a time. We can't let this continue. Let's join forces and surround and kill him!"

Hearing the True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son, the others immediately understood and rushed toward Yuan Zhexian.

The Yuan Clan members had nearly recovered in the time Yuan Zhexian's brief fights had bought them. Now that their Divine Son had arrived, their confidence had grown considerably, and they stepped forward, eager to continue fighting.

Yuan Zhexian raised a hand slightly to stop them. "I'll deal with those eight Divine Sons and Holy Sons. You take care of the others." At that moment, the Jun Lineage's Divine Son, Jun Yichen, said to Yuan Zhexian, "Divine Son, could you leave the Heavenly Cang Clan's Divine Son to me?"

A light flashed in Yuan Zhexian's Double Pupils. He looked at the Heavenly Cang Clan's Divine Son and immediately understood. "Divine Son Jun, you helped my Yuan Clan's people this time. Once this is over, I will surely reward you handsomely in thanks."

Jun Yichen smiled. "You and I already had an agreement. Besides, aren't we friends? My friend's Lineage's business is my business."

He then strode forward and said to the Heavenly Cang Clan's Divine Son, "Come on. Let's finish the fight we started."

With that, he vanished in a flash, and the Heavenly Cang Clan's Divine Son flashed after him.

After watching the Jun Lineage's Divine Son and the Heavenly Cang Clan's Divine Son depart, the Yuan Clan members wasted no words. They charged straight at everyone apart from the seven Divine Sons and Holy Sons. With Yuan Ruochu and the Yu Clan's Divine Son joining them, the Yuan Clan members were even more unstoppable.

Looking at the seven before him, Yuan Zhexian said to the True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son, "Little loach, you're the one who led this trouble, right? And you, Mystic Sect Divine Son, you ran pretty fast back then, and you like to play dirty behind people's backs. Fine. Come and meet your deaths. I'm still waiting to collect the Dao Comprehension Tea."

At that moment, the white light on the island in the center of the lake had begun to flicker in and out of sight. The Dao Comprehension Tea was about to emerge.

Yuan Zhexian put away his ancient sword and said to the True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son, "Little loach, isn't your physical strength formidable? Then let's see whether my physical strength can crush yours."

With that, he flew swiftly toward the True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son. Seeing Yuan Zhexian charge at him, the True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son rushed forward as well, wanting to match physical strength with him.

The Dragon Clan was born with formidable physical strength, and the True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son was a Six-Clawed Golden Dragon. The strength of his body was already not much inferior to that of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body or the Azure Heaven Tyrant Physique.

As for Yuan Zhexian, there was no need to elaborate. His Divine Elephant Suppressing Hell Scripture had already reached the fourth level, giving him tens of billions of jin of strength. That was an absolutely terrifying figure.

When their fists collided, the True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son felt as though his fist were a baby's, trading blows with a burly man. The terrifying force of Yuan Zhexian's fist drove him straight into the ground.

Looking at the bottomless pit, the Golden-Winged Peng Clan's Divine Son instantly rose into the sky. Drawing on his powerful spiritual power, he said to Yuan Zhexian, "Great Peng Spreads Its Wings. This is a secret art of the Golden-Winged Peng Clan, and its power is quite terrifying."

A Golden-Winged Peng formed from spiritual power spread its enormous wings and hurtled toward Yuan Zhexian.

It was so fast that Yuan Zhexian failed to react in time. He instinctively thrust out one hand, and a barrier appeared from it, blocking the Golden-Winged Peng.

Seeing Yuan Zhexian hold off the Golden-Winged Peng with one hand, the Holy Sons of the Heavenly Profound Holy Land and the Supreme Profound Holy Land formed hand seals simultaneously. Their powerful spiritual power transformed into two immensely powerful, gigantic palms that struck toward Yuan Zhexian.

One was light black, while the other was dark black. During the mythical era, the Heavenly Profound Holy Land and the Supreme Profound Holy Land had originally been a single Holy Land—the Divine Profound Holy Land.

Later, because two ancestors of the Divine Profound Holy Land held differing beliefs, they each took the Heavenly Profound Scripture and the Supreme Profound Scripture and founded new Holy Lands, giving rise to the two Holy Lands of today.

Seeing the gigantic palms unleashed by the Holy Sons of the two Holy Lands, Yuan Zhexian stretched out his other hand and blocked them.

At that moment, the Dark Nether White Tiger Clan's Divine Son and the Heaven-Overturning Barbarian Bull Clan's Divine Son also attacked simultaneously, calling toward Yuan Zhexian, "Dark Nether Tribulation Slaughter!" "Heaven-Piercing Break!"

The Dark Nether White Tiger Clan's Divine Son curled his hands into claws, and his spiritual power surged. He clawed at the air with both hands, one to each side, creating a black, cross-shaped rift before him. He then pushed forward with both hands.

Black light flashed. The cross-shaped rift, originally only an arm's length, instantly grew enormous and surged toward Yuan Zhexian.

The Heaven-Overturning Barbarian Bull Clan's Divine Son also formed hand seals, his spiritual power surging throughout his body. The two bull horns on his head emitted two beams of cyan light, which gathered before him into a gigantic cyan horn made of spiritual power. Its terrifying presence seemed capable of piercing heaven and earth as it too flew toward Yuan Zhexian.

Meanwhile, the Mystic Sect's Divine Son gathered the Mystic Qi of heaven and earth into himself. The Mystic Qi and spiritual power then surged and transformed into two top-shaped masses of power, one black and one white.

The two masses of power spun continuously around each other, their tips meeting in the air. Their spinning tails produced black and white light, which then formed a gigantic black-and-white top-shaped mass of power that spun as it flew toward Yuan Zhexian.

Seeing all six of them use their secret arts against him, Yuan Zhexian radiated golden divine light. The light instantly formed a golden, six-sided supreme ring marked with mysterious symbols, which hung behind him.

The golden, six-sided supreme ring then began to expand slowly. Yuan Zhexian said calmly to them, "Hand of Heaven."