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Chapter 368: God
At this moment, Sun Zhe and Fan's momentum had reached its peak. Within a radius of several meters around Sun Zhe, a strange Purple Energy filled the air, and the symbols of rules on his forehead shone brightly. Fan was enveloped in a layer of grayish-white eerie aura, with a peculiar symbol also glowing on his forehead.
Although neither of them had made a move, the terrifying momentum clashed in the space, creating horrifying spatial rifts. Under the overwhelming pressure, countless powerful beings on the Void Battlefield dared not approach within a thousand meters of them, just as no one would dare to get close to the battles involving the Shura Seven Elders and the Nine Continents' three great leaders. This level of combat had already surpassed that of ordinary Ancient God Strongmen.
As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Zhe waved his right hand, and four Golden Radiance shimmering Thunder God Swords suddenly appeared before him. The formidable Rule of Power was infused into them, and the four Thunder God Swords instantly transformed in shape, roaring out in a Roar of Madness. The four Thunder God Swords directly morphed into four Nine-Clawed Golden Dragons.
Nine-Clawed, for supremacy!
"Thunder God Sword Formation, Dragon Strike!"
Sun Zhe's expression was cold as he formed hand seals. Divine power surged from his body like a torrent. He lightly waved his right hand forward, and the four Nine-Clawed Golden Dragons immediately roared as they charged toward Fan. The dazzling Golden Radiance spread out, shaking the entire void, and the area where Fan stood was instantly enveloped by that blinding Golden Radiance.
The Ancient Treasure took form; this was a sign that the ability of Ancient Treasure had reached its peak. The Thunder God Sword was a treasure of the Thunder God Clan and was naturally one of the rarest Ancient Treasures in the world. Now Sun Zhe had truly unleashed its strongest might. Even Sun Zhe did not expect that the weapon spirits sealed within these four Thunder God Swords were all incredibly powerful Nine-Clawed Golden Dragons.
"In my king's name, summon the Asura Ancient Tree!"
Seeing the terrifying might of Sun Zhe's four Thunder God Swords, Fan did not dare to hesitate. He formed hand seals with both hands, and space momentarily froze. A strange Rule of Power acted upon that void as if establishing a connection with some distant place. The space above his head suddenly collapsed, revealing a massive shadow.
This massive shadow was none other than an ancient tree towering a thousand feet high, exuding a strong Vicissitudes aura as if it were the oldest divine object in this land. However, this ancient tree also emanated a dense aura of malevolence.
The Asura Ancient Tree grew by absorbing pure killing intent and had reached its current height after countless years. It was a top-tier treasure of the Asura Clan, only controllable by successive Shura Kings. Although it had never been refined and could not be refined, the killing intent absorbed over ancient times served as its best refinement; no ordinary top-tier Ancient Treasure could compare to it.
The four Nine-Clawed Golden Dragons shone with blinding Golden Radiance while the thousand-foot-high Asura Ancient Tree radiated intense Killing Intent. The two divine objects crashed together, both filled with their respective wielders' Rule of Power. Both Sun Zhe and Fan were Ancient God Strongmen mastering Destruction Rule; their clash instantly sent forth an astonishing wave of energy that shook the entire void.
"This... who exactly are they..."
Although everyone had no time to observe the terrifying battle situation, this shocking might was enough to make countless powerful beings tremble. Undoubtedly, both of them had now reached the pinnacle among Ancient God Strongmen; their strength was comparable to legendary figures like the Shura Seven Elders and the three great leaders of Nine Continents.
"Destruction!"
With a roar, Sun Zhe's figure suddenly vanished from his original position. The Black Ancient Coin Blade appeared in his right hand as terrifying divine power surged into the blade like a raging wind. The eight-foot-long Ancient Bell Blade instantly transformed into a thousand-foot-long ferocious black dragon, emanating an unimaginable aura of destruction.
He did not wait for the terrifying energy aftermath from Void to dissipate; activating his Supreme Battle Body allowed that violent energy to surge over him while an overwhelming killing intent erupted from his eyes. Without hesitation, he swung down the Ancient Bell Blade while the roaring Azure Wind Dragon opened its massive jaws to bite at Fan.
However, Fan's movements were not at all slower than Sun Zhe's, and his combat prowess was equally formidable. The Asura Clan was known for its relentless slaughter; this aura of killing was not just instinctual but had been forged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood. As he walked through the battlefield, the number of masters who had fallen to Fan's hands was incalculable. After so many battles, he no longer feared any opponent.
"Destruction!"
As his lips parted, Arrogant's voice echoed in the Void. Unbeknownst to him, a Black Longsword had appeared in Fan's hand. This sword seemed to be forged from ice crystals, with layers of blue frost coalescing around the blade. Yet, the aura of destruction emanating from it was enough to make countless strong warriors tremble.
With a swing of the sword, the essence of Destruction Force spread out, and the Black Longsword transformed into an enormous black beast. It charged towards Sun Zhe with thunderous hooves, roaring as it went. With its roar came an overwhelming aura of destruction that turned the space it passed through into nothingness.
Boom...
The Black Ancient Coin Blade collided with the ancient longsword, producing a piercing sound of metal clashing. A terrifying wave of energy erupted between the two, sending both warriors flying backward. Although they had both cultivated supreme bodies, they could not help but turn pale under such a violent energy impact.
Yet neither of them slowed their movements. The void flickered as they clashed again in an instant, their weapons colliding fiercely as if preordained. After several exchanges, even with their extraordinary strength, blood began to seep from the corners of their mouths, and their faces grew increasingly pale.
However, amidst this chaotic battle, it was not just Sun Zhe and Fan fighting for their lives. Apart from the Shura Seven Elders and the three major powers of Nine Continents clashing fiercely, dozens of Ancient God Strongmen from both sides were also engaged in battle. Excluding the Shura Seven Elders and Fan's eight companions, there were more than twenty Ancient God Strongmen from both the Demon Realm and Shura Realm, while Nine Continents and the Monster Realm had a similar number. The two sides were evenly matched; over fifty Ancient God Strongmen battling together created an unprecedented scene.
The forces below Supreme Combat Body and even Divine Realm were similarly chaotic. With the addition of ten thousand Supreme Combat Bodies from the Monster Realm, Nine Continents' remaining four thousand Supreme Combat Bodies received reinforcements and pushed back the Demon Clan and Asura Clan's Supreme Combat Bodies. Meanwhile, millions of Four Realms troops became completely entangled in a massive melee.
...
The scale of this battle far exceeded everyone's imagination; even the war when the Demon Clan invaded Nine Continents could not compare. The scale of that battle over four hundred years ago was less than one-third of this one.
This battle lasted a full eight hours. After eight hours, everything fell silent; the Outer Starry Sky that had been tumultuous for so long finally quieted down temporarily.
The vast starry sky had turned into endless ruins. If it weren't for ten Ancient God Strongmen joining forces to set up restrictions for Nine Continents World, perhaps the entire Nine Continents Mainland would have been destroyed countless times by now. Even so, the terrifying shockwaves caused numerous collapses across Nine Continents, with hundreds of cities crumbling to dust.
On the dark continent of void, tens of millions of troops had dwindled to less than ten million. All four clans were present but now lay helplessly on the ground; in fact, they had been sprawled on the ground for three hours already. The frenzied battles that consumed their lives drained them of all spirit and energy; even after three hours of rest, they had not fully recovered.
Nearly thirty thousand Supreme Combat Bodies combined from all realms were left with fewer than ten thousand remaining. Most were severely injured; many were missing limbs and unable to remain airborne, sitting on the ground with wide eyes filled with hatred and killing intent.
The only ones still relatively well off were the Ancient God Strongmen. At their level, they no longer needed to worry about depleting their divine power because they mastered Rule of Power and could summon endless Earth Power at will. However, they all strangely ceased fighting at this moment.
After this battle, more than fifty Ancient God Strongmen were reduced to just over thirty remaining. In just eight hours of combat, nearly twenty Ancient God Strongmen fell in this Void—such as Nine Continents' Phoenix Clan Leader, Qilin Saint Emperor, Elder of the War Clan, and Taishang Laojun who sacrificed himself to summon Pangu's remnant soul—while more than ten Ancient God Strongmen from other factions also perished completely. The intensity of this battle exceeded everyone's expectations.
The remaining thirty or so Ancient God Strongmen continued to glare coldly at each other while calculating their Divine Ability techniques in their minds. However, at this moment, due to mutual restraint, no one dared to take action first—not even Sun Zhe or Fan. Their clothes were still mostly tattered; their faces pale as well—but their eyes burned with almost identical fierce glints.
At that moment, as everyone fell silent, a strange power suddenly rippled through the Void, instantly enveloping everyone's hearts. A distant and vicissitudinous voice slowly echoed...
"God, Believer, gain Eternal Life!"
In the eastern void, a brilliant Golden Radiance gradually rose.
"God, Servant, become Immortal!"
In the western void, pure light poured down.
"God, Rebel, descend into hell!"
In the southern void, a black light curtain spread out.
"God, Fool, undergo Reincarnation!"
In the northern void, blinding purple light enveloped everyone's hearts!
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