Peerless Divine Emperor

In the void, countless Yan Gang's figures walked towards Dongfang Mausoleum. Every step they took made the heaven and earth tremble. Those figures were like real gods, possessing divine power that reached heaven and earth.

Countless people held their breaths, their hearts trembling violently. Yan Gang's strength was too strong. Even a top-grade Heavenly Lord might not be able to withstand such a powerful attack. Can Dongfang Ling withstand it?

Dongfang Ling glanced at the figures walking around. Even though he was under extremely strong pressure, his body was still upright, and the endless devouring power flowed throughout his body, swallowing up the pressure that fell on him.

"If you want to defeat me, these attacks are not enough!" Dongfang Ling spoke proudly, his voice resounding throughout the world.

Countless people looked inexplicably excited. Dongfang Ling made bold words. These attacks were not enough to defeat him. It seemed that he still had some tricks to show.

"Then show your strength." Yan Gang's voice sounded, still so calm, with strong self-confidence hidden under the calm, as if he had a chance to win.

As Yan Gang's voice fell, the palms of those clones launched powerful attacks at the same time. A series of shocking loud noises were heard, and many attacks penetrated the void and blasted towards Dongfang Tomb. This scene made the crowd's heart rate rise to the extreme, and they subconsciously forgot to breathe.

At the same moment, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted from Dongfang Ling's body, and the purple-black light on his body became extremely powerful, as if it had turned into a layer of armor covering his body.

Then I saw avenue patterns appearing all over the Dongfang Mausoleum, with dazzling light flowing above the patterns. Those patterns extended in different directions, and continued to enlarge as they moved, as if they were going to cover the world.

"Boom..." Many attacks bombarded the avenue patterns, and the power contained in them quickly passed away and eventually dissipated invisible. However, those patterns were still extending into the distance, seemingly unaffected.

"What magical power is that?" Many people in the direction of Ksitigarbha looked shocked. They knew how powerful Yan Gang's attack was. Those patterns could actually block it. The defense was too strong.

"Those avenue patterns are a whole, and any position has super strong defense. Unless the attack power exceeds the limit it can withstand, it cannot be broken." The middle-aged man in black robe said, looking at Dongfang Mausoleum. His eyes were a little more profound.

At this time, Qin Xuan and others had a smile in their eyes, and their nervous hearts relaxed a lot. It seemed that they were worrying too much. Dongfang Ling had the means to deal with Yan Gang.

"The body of the Devouring King is known as the strongest defense. In this body, you can vaguely see the demeanor of the Devouring King." A sighing voice sounded in Qin Xuan's mind.

"He is originally a descendant of the Devouring Heavenly Lord, but his lineage migrated to the lower world in ancient times. It was not until the plane passage was opened that he was able to come to the God Realm." Qin Xuan explained.

"It turns out that he is a descendant of Tianzun. No wonder he inherited the Devouring King's body." Si Yang said with a smile.

"Senior, what you mean is that only the descendants of the Devouring Heavenly Lord will get the Devouring King's body?" Qin Xuan asked.

"It's not so absolute, but it's the most likely." Si Yang explained: "When your strength reaches a certain level, you can pass on your own physique to your descendants. Many powerful physiques come from the same race. This means It’s a bloodline inheritance.”

Qin Xuan showed a thoughtful look. Dongfang Ling and Duan Chengtian had the Devouring King Body and the Samsara King Body respectively, and they were members of the Devouring Ancient Clan and the Samsara Ancient Clan, which confirmed this. Physical constitution could be passed on to future generations.

His physique should also be inherited from the God King, but until now, he doesn't know what physique he has, or in other words, he doesn't know what the God King's physique is.

While Qin Xuan was talking to Si Yang, the void was completely covered by the avenue pattern, as if it had become an independent space. Endless devouring divine light was released from the pattern, killing Yan Gang's clones.

Naturally, those clones would not surrender. They released powerful attacks one after another, colliding with the devouring divine light. The roaring sound continued to spread out. The void was like an apocalyptic battlefield, and the scene was extremely terrifying.

Dongfang Ling opened his hands, as if embracing the heaven and the earth. Suddenly, the divine power of that space poured into those avenue patterns, making the light of the avenue patterns become more and more powerful, shining in the boundless void.

"Your body cannot withstand such a huge force!" Yan Gang spoke again, with shock in his voice.

"You won't know until you try it whether you can bear it or not." Dongfang Ling responded, with a look of determination in his eyes, as if he had no regard for life and death, and nothing terrified him.

As more and more divine power was devoured, the lines on Dongfang Ling's face gradually became distorted, and the aura on his body seemed to have reached the peak level of a middle-grade Tianjun, and he was only one step away from becoming a high-grade Tianjun.

As the divine power in the space decreases, the aura of Yan Gang's clones continues to weaken. All the clones merge into one, turning into Yan Gang's true form. He stares at Dongfang Ling's figure. He is a worthy person regardless of his own life in order to win. Dear opponent.

At this moment, Qin Xuan clenched his fists tightly, showing his inner nervousness.

Dongfang Ling swallows the divine power in the space, which not only enhances its own strength, but also weakens the opponent's strength. However, once the power swallowed exceeds the limit of its own endurance, it will explode and die.

He was risking his life.

"He's crazy!" The hearts of the people in Ksitigarbha were shocked. It was just a battle. Is it necessary to fight so hard?

The middle-aged man in black robe was also a little uneasy, but he was not worried about Dongfang Ling's safety, but about Yan Gang. If he made any mistakes, he could not afford his anger.

"Let's stop here, this battle is a draw." The middle-aged man in black robe looked at Qin Xuan and said, at this point, there is no need to continue fighting, the strength of both sides is very strong.

Qin Xuan nodded, looked at Dongfang Ling and said: "Dongfang, stop."

After hearing Qin Xuan's voice, Dongfang Ling did not continue to devour the divine power, looked at Yan Gang and said: "You admit defeat."

"Admit defeat?" Yan Gang frowned and said coldly: "Why should I admit defeat?"

"If you don't admit defeat, then continue to fight." Dongfang Ling's tone was cold. When his voice fell, countless divine swords condensed from the pattern of the avenue, and the sword tips all pointed at Yan Gang. As long as Dongfang Ling had a thought, all the divine swords would kill at the same time.

Feeling the strong aura coming from all directions, Yan Gang's face finally changed. At this moment, the power controlled by Dongfang Ling has surpassed him. If he fights to the death, even if he doesn't die, he will have to pay a heavy price.

"If I try my best, you won't get any benefits." Yan Gang said in a deep voice.

"I only ask you one question, do you admit defeat?" Dongfang Ling's tone is strong. If he doesn't admit defeat, he will continue to fight, and there is no room for negotiation.

A sharp light flashed in Yan Gang's eyes. Except for the young master, no one can make him admit defeat. Even if this person is a devouring king body, he is not qualified.

"If you want to fight, then I will accompany you to the end!" Yan Gang said proudly. At most, both of them will be injured. What is he afraid of?

"This..." The hearts of the spectators were turbulent. Both of them were extremely proud people. They refused to admit that the other was stronger than themselves. They would rather pay the price to fight. This is the style of peerless genius.

Dongfang Ling said no more. His hand fell, and suddenly a series of piercing sword whistles resounded through the world. Countless divine swords fell from the sky, like flowing light, ignoring the distance in space, and instantly killed Yan Gang.

Yan Gang's aura was running wild, and golden light curtains appeared around him. The divine swords stabbed on the light curtains one after another, causing the light curtains to tremble violently, and soon cracks appeared, as if they could not hold up for long.

"Bang!" A loud noise was heard, and a light curtain shattered, followed by more light curtains that shattered one after another, almost at the same time. Many divine swords stabbed on Yan Gang's body.

However, what was shocking was that those divine swords did not pierce Yan Gang's skin, which showed how strong his body was.

A fierce look flashed in Yan Gang's eyes, and he waved his hand, and an extremely dazzling light shone in the air. At the same time, a terrifying force swept across, directly destroying all the divine swords around him.

"That is..." Many people's eyes flashed, and they saw a golden whip floating above Yan Gang's head, emitting dazzling light, which was obviously a very high-grade magic weapon.

"If you use external objects, you have already lost." Dongfang Ling looked down at Yan Gang's figure and said.

"This magic weapon belongs to me, I can use it naturally, and you can also use it." Yan Gang said calmly, as if he did not think he did anything wrong.

"I didn't want to use the magic weapon, but you used it first, so you can't blame me." Dongfang Ling responded lightly.

Hearing Dongfang Ling's words, Yan Gang sneered in his heart. His golden whip was a mid-grade Tianzun-level magic weapon. He didn't believe that Dongfang Ling had a more powerful magic weapon in his hand.

The next moment, Dongfang Ling waved his palm, and a purple-black crystal appeared in the void, releasing countless wisps of swallowing airflow from it, which quickly spread between heaven and earth.

Yan Gang's pupils suddenly condensed, his eyes stared at the purple-black crystal, and a thought popped up in his mind.

That is... Devouring Crystal? !

At this moment, the crowd in the void showed astonishment. Wasn't the Devouring Crystal in Qin Xuan's hand? How come he also had the Devouring Crystal?

"The Devouring Crystal in his hand should be temporarily lent to him by Qin Xuan." Some people who reacted quickly said.

The crowd around them showed enlightenment. Dongfang Ling was the Devouring King Body and represented the Seven Swords Mountain in the battle. It was reasonable for Qin Xuan to lend him the Devouring Crystal.

In the direction of the Seven Swords Mountain, the expressions on the faces of Qin Xuan and others were much more relaxed. Dongfang Ling took out the Devouring Crystal. There was no suspense in this battle!