The master of the black battle spear had a bloody hole pierced through his glabella—an extremely perilous wound. Even for a Supreme Being, an injury to this vital spot could prove fatal.
Yet, a Supreme Being was still a Supreme Being. His glabella erupted with radiant light as his forehead bone trembled violently. Divine laws of the Great Dao manifested, clamping onto the sword tip and halting its advance.
However, his primordial spirit was still damaged, cracks appearing—a dire consequence.
An injury to the soul was far graver than one to the flesh. It demanded utmost caution, lest unforeseen calamities arise.
**Boom!**
Beside him, a massive seal erupted with chaotic radiance, vast beyond measure, as if it could fill the void beyond the heavens. With a thunderous descent, it unleashed the divine might of the Great Dao, crashing toward Meng Tianzheng.
Next, the alchemy furnace descended as well, aiding the severely wounded Supreme Being in overcoming his peril.
Moreover, a spiked mace—thick and immensely heavy—was swung by another figure, rumbling like world-shaking thunder as it smashed downward.
Yet, Meng Tianzheng seemed resolute. Even with the black battle spear still lodged in his body, he pressed forward, intent on ending his foe’s life.
Yi Gu’s pupils contracted. Though he had discarded the black battle spear, he could not shake off the killing intent. His pursuer clung to him like a shadow, nearly locking him in place.
Fortunately, the sword embryo before his glabella had been pushed back, failing to pierce his skull. Otherwise, he might have followed Han Ming’s fate.
Still, danger loomed. This Meng Tianzheng was simply too formidable. The sword embryo pulsed with divine radiance as it thrust toward his forehead bone, intent on slaughter.
The three figures behind him exuded murderous intent. Losing Han Ming was one thing, but now even Yi Gu faced peril. If another mishap occurred, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Five Supreme Beings had joined the fray. Losing two would be an utter disgrace—a catastrophic event.
Yet, they had to admit: Meng Tianzheng was too strong, too ruthless. Even with the black spear impaling his chest, he pressed forward, unyielding.
This was a man unafraid to stake his life!
**”Kill!”** Yi Gu roared, attempting to summon his battle spear—his own divine artifact—hoping to shatter the Great Elder with it.
Yet, a divine radiance surged around Meng Tianzheng, enveloping him like a blazing furnace, isolating him from the outside world. The black spear remained motionless.
**”Kill!”**
The Great Elder bellowed. Countless sword energies manifested, slashing forward. Streaks of divine radiance tore through the heavens, painting a terrifying scene.
**Boom!**
Behind him, the massive seal, alchemy furnace, and spiked mace all converged, intent on crushing Meng Tianzheng.
He sidestepped, evading or countering with treasure techniques, yet still advanced, determined to annihilate Yi Gu.
**”You think you’ll succeed again? It’s time to pay the price—perish!”** someone behind him roared.
Han Ming’s death had been the result of Meng Tianzheng’s reckless assault, disregarding his own grievous wounds. Now, seeing him in the same state, they believed he sought to eliminate Yi Gu as well, and thus they intervened with full force.
It was a bizarre sight—the Great Elder pursuing Yi Gu, while three others pursued him in turn, forming a strange tableau.
Across the heavens, treasure techniques bloomed, weapons clashed, and celestial bodies shattered in their wake.
The battle was ferocious, each combatant fighting for their lives.
Especially the Great Elder—pierced by the black spear, his blood staining his golden battle robes, his dark hair disheveled—he cut a tragic figure.
Yet, just as they believed Meng Tianzheng, weakened by his wounds, was on the verge of collapse, the spear embedded in his body suddenly blazed with blinding light.
It tore through his chest and shot out from his back.
This strike was dazzling. The black spear, now radiant, split the heavens, shaking the surrounding stars. The entire void beyond seemed on the verge of collapse!
It was sudden. The spear, infused with the Great Elder’s essence, streaked like lightning, piercing through a barrier of light and impaling another Supreme Being’s chest.
The victim was stunned—the attack was too swift. The spear bore powerful runes, shimmering with indestructible symbols.
Meng Tianzheng had been wholly focused on Yi Gu. None had anticipated his sudden shift in target.
**”Roar!”**
The wounded Supreme Being, Kong Tuo, bellowed in fury, forcing the spear out. Blood gushed from his chest, but his vitality surged, rapidly healing his wounds.
**”You think wounding me changes anything? We are Supreme Beings—not so easily felled. If you want my life, bring your true power!”**
**”You’re right. A battle between Supreme Beings demands true skill,”** the Great Elder replied calmly.
Then, he transformed into a streak of light, charging into fierce combat.
Yi Gu, who had been the initial target, had already halted, swiftly healing. His glabella glowed as his damaged primordial spirit mended.
**”Ah—!”** Kong Tuo suddenly screamed. Though his chest wound had closed, a searing light now churned within, rampaging through his body.
**”What is this? Your primordial spirit invaded me?!”** He could scarcely believe it.
Meng Tianzheng was clearly battling him externally—how could a fragment of his soul now vie for control of his body?
**”You’ve seen my mastery of the Indestructible Scripture, but not the art I truly excel in,”** the Great Elder said coldly.
**”The Yin-Yang Art!”** a Supreme Being gasped in realization.
This was an ancient and enigmatic technique, wielding unfathomable power. The universe was born of yin and yang; the Great Dao itself could be explained through these principles. To name a technique after them spoke volumes of its might.
Indeed, it was extraordinary—not only could it cultivate yin and yang energies, but it could also temporarily split the primordial spirit into two, creating a second self.
Moreover, it could divide one’s life essence, temporarily forming another physical form.
Earlier, the black spear, infused with the Great Elder’s essence, had carried a fragment of his soul into Kong Tuo’s body—a hidden gambit now unleashed.
**”Roar!”**
Within Kong Tuo’s body, a radiant mass of blood and soul rapidly expanded, howling as if a war god sought to break free, threatening to shatter Kong Tuo from within.
**”A mere half-soul dares invade me? Today, I’ll refine you!”** Kong Tuo steadied himself, his body blazing as he sought to dissolve the intruding spirit.
The other three Supreme Beings also acted, attacking with full force.
Within Kong Tuo, the war god stirred, struggling to emerge.
Kong Tuo roared like a demonic overlord, suppressing the foreign essence, forcing it to shrink as if being devoured whole.
**”Sky-Cleaving Axe!”**
Meng Tianzheng’s roar echoed as he struck Kong Tuo.
Inside Kong Tuo’s body, the foreign soul blazed, and the essence-blood transformed into a crimson battle axe—a weapon of legend, wielded by the miniature soul, slashing downward.
**”No!”** The others paled.
The Sky-Cleaving Axe was one of the supreme immortal arts of antiquity, said to split heaven and earth.
This was terrifying—Meng Tianzheng had split his soul and essence precisely to unleash this technique within his enemy’s body.
**”Squelch!”**
Kong Tuo’s body was split in two, his primordial spirit cleaved apart.
**”Boom!”**
Meng Tianzheng’s true form arrived, the Great Luo Sword Embryo in hand, unleashing countless sword beams that even severed distant stars—a horrifying spectacle.
Alas, Kong Tuo was slain!
Blood rained from the heavens, white bones fell like snow—the death omen of a Supreme Being manifesting once more.
Now, the remaining three Supreme Beings’ expressions darkened. A single Meng Tianzheng had slain two of their number—this was intolerable.
With only three left, could he possibly eliminate them all?
Meng Tianzheng roared as his split soul and essence reunited. Outside his body, a massive battle axe materialized—forged from his own lifeblood.
**”Sky-Cleaving Axe!”**
This art was fearsome. In the previous era, a supreme existence had wielded it to slay an unparalleled figure from the foreign realm.
**”Meng Tianzheng, do you truly believe you can reverse fate and kill us all?”**
**”Kill!”**
The battle intensified, a desperate struggle to the death.
**”Squelch!”**
Blood light surged, staining the void beyond.
At this moment, Meng Tianzheng sheathed the Great Luo Sword Embryo, gripping the crimson Sky-Cleaving Axe instead. With a single swing, he cleaved Yi Gu in half—a truly devastating blow.
**”Hm?”** Suddenly, the Great Elder’s heart clenched. A warning surged within him as he glanced toward a distant direction.
In the next instant, he withdrew, retreating at full speed.
Beyond the Beast Forest, several figures had appeared—reinforcements from the foreign realm had arrived.
Without hesitation, Meng Tianzheng raced toward the Imperial Pass.
Simultaneously, after a prolonged standoff, the Ten Realms Diagram and the Universe Pouch finally separated. Immortal artifacts gleamed, shaking the heavens.
**”Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”**
Ear-splitting sounds echoed as the artifacts flew in different directions, retrieved by their wielders.
The Imperial Pass stood tall, an unshakable bastion between heaven and earth.
The Great Elder, with Shi Hao in tow, had fought his way back.
Shi Hao was awestruck. The Great Elder had slain foreign Supreme Beings one after another. Had it not been for the sudden arrival of reinforcements, his feats might have been even more glorious!
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