Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

Boom!

The battle between Kun Rong and the short-haired youth began.

The two of them unleashed their secret techniques to bombard each other.

Beneath Kun Rong's feet, blue waves surged, rising thousands of feet high. He advanced as if carrying an entire ocean, each strike forward like a roaring tide rushing onward.

This was True Qi manifested, blossoming with the light of runes, powerful and heavy. It crushed the short-haired youth's secret techniques, causing them to collapse continuously. He was pushed back, quickly losing the ability to retaliate, and was relentlessly beaten.

The short-haired youth roared, desperately trying to block and counterattack, but all his methods were extinguished under the tidal wave of True Qi.

With a boom, the short-haired youth was blasted away, spitting blood, his hair disheveled, his body cracking.

"I thought you were so strong, but you're just this kind of trash, yet you dared to spout nonsense. Where did you come from, you frog in a well?"

Kun Rong strode on the waves, the vast ocean roaring, giant waves surging, submerging large swathes of the void.

His eyes were cold, his posture domineering, each step landing on the crest of a wave. As his palms moved, the seawater manifested from True Qi rumbled and surged forward.

"Bastard! You dare humiliate me?"

The short-haired youth's black hair flew wildly in his rage, dense bloodline runes rising on his body, blossoming with intense light.

His aura was escalating. He stretched out his hands, condensing giant True Qi palms, forcibly tearing apart the oncoming waves, launching a fierce counterattack against Kun Rong.

"You don't even have the qualification to be humiliated by me!"

Kun Rong sneered, his palms spreading open, brilliant rune formations condensing. A muffled roar echoed as a Kun emerged from the formation, swinging its massive body, charging forward.

In the process, the great Kun transformed into a Peng bird, emitting a clear, long cry. With a flap of its wings, each feather burst forth with sharp Qi芒, like a blade, cutting through the sky.

The short-haired youth who launched the counterattack's pupils contracted, his face filled with horror.

He smelled the aura of death. The blade芒 emitted from the great Peng's flapping wings was too sharp. The intent to kill seemed to tear apart everything, causing his heart to feel terrified. He hurriedly withdrew his attacking secret techniques, focusing solely on defense.

He moved quickly, constructing layers of secret technique formations in front of him. At the same time, he pulled back violently, creating distance.

With a '嘣' sound.

The sharp blade芒 tore apart the layers of secret technique defense formations constructed by the short-haired youth and continued to kill forward.

The short-haired youth retreated with all his might, but found that the blade芒 was too fast, and the distance between them was getting closer and closer.

"People from the Myriad Worlds Academy, stop being so arrogant!"

A yellow-clad young Supreme from the Tong Sheng Ancient Mansion rushed in, trying to help the short-haired youth resist this attack and save him.

At this moment, the blade芒 suddenly accelerated, '噗' penetrating the short-haired youth. Blood splattered, he screamed miserably, his body riddled with holes, even his brow was pierced.

His body suddenly stagnated, his eyes wide, looking down at his body. Blood kept spurting out, and blood from the blood hole in his brow flowed down his nose, dyeing his face red.

"No... No!"

His lips trembled, his Adam's apple wriggled, and he let out a heart-rending sound, then fell into the starry sky of the battlefield, completely dead.

"Brother Kun Rong, well done!"

On the Myriad Worlds Academy side, those young Supremes shouted excitedly, feeling relieved.

How arrogant was the short-haired youth before? Seeing him killed by Kun Rong, the pent-up anger in their hearts was finally vented.

"You seek death!"

The yellow-clad youth who rushed in to help saw this scene, his eyes bursting with cold light. Carrying vast True Qi, he came across the sky like a cloud, and with a '轰', he fought with Kun Rong.

"Yo!"

After hundreds of rounds, the two fought inextricably. Kun Rong transformed into a Kun Peng in the blazing bloodline runes, soaring straight up for thousands of miles. His wings vibrated, diving down, his claws sharp, tearing the starry sky.

With a '轰' sound.

He collided with the yellow-clad youth. The violent energy swept wildly, and a star was blasted with cracks all over it, almost collapsing.

Vast True Qi surged, constantly spreading in the starry sky, flashing with broken runes, tearing countless black cracks in the starry sky.

With one blow, the two retreated at the same time, looking at each other across thousands of miles, then rushed to each other again, colliding thousands of times in an instant.

"Wonderful, really wonderful."

"Well, there are many amazing and talented people in this great world. Compared with previous sessions, it is indeed much more exciting. Now the strongest people on both sides have not yet played, and the subsequent battles will be even more interesting."

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The powerhouses of the major forces watching the battle around the mountains commented in this way.

At this moment, a white-clad young Supreme from the Tong Sheng Ancient Mansion snorted coldly, shook his arms, tore through the sky, and rushed into the battlefield, intending to join forces with the yellow-clad youth to fight Kun Rong.

This is the result of allowing a melee mode. Other participants can join the battlefield at any time during someone else's battle.

"Kun Yu, quickly go and help your brother!"

Jun Wu Xie said.

Kun Yu tapped her jade feet lightly, her blue dress flying. She transformed into the Kun Peng divine form, passed through the barrier, and as her wings vibrated, a huge rune formation condensed in front, with countless Kun Peng rushing out, killing the white-clad youth who entered the battlefield.

"Hmph, your Myriad Worlds Academy is far behind in terms of the quality of young Supremes!"

Song Zan sneered and signaled to the young Supremes of the Ancient Mansion. Immediately, the third young Supreme rushed into the battlefield.

"Yan Ru Yu!"

Seeing this scene, Jun Wu Xie immediately gave Yan Ru Yu a look.

Yan Ru Yu entered the battlefield, condensing a True Qi short blade in her hand, intercepting that young Supreme. As she moved, her graceful figure was like dancing, instantly dividing into thousands.

Countless figures appeared in the starry sky, launching a thunderous attack on the young Supreme.

This is the inherited secret technique of the Enchanting Eye bloodline, Enchanting Shadows.

The Tong Sheng Ancient Mansion did not gain any advantage. In the same number of duels, these young Supremes were not stronger than Kun Rong's brother and sister and Yan Ru Yu. Even the two young Supremes who came in later were quickly suppressed by Kun Yu and Yan Ru Yu.

"Unexpectedly, the Kun brothers and sisters, the sister is actually a bit stronger than the brother!"

The onlookers were a little surprised. The Kun clan is very famous, and they naturally know something about it.

The former royal family in the Emperor Beginning Star Sea clan, it is a pity that it declined later, but the Kun clan bloodline is very famous in the starry sky, and there have been extraordinary people in the past.

"When did the Enchanting Eye clan's bloodline become so strong? That Yan Ru Yu actually has such abilities. The intensity of talent growth is probably in the late stage of the legend!"

The powerhouses were all shocked. This great world is really incomparable to any era in the past.

How long has the revival of heaven and earth been?

During this period of time, various secret lands have been born, allowing the young Supremes in the universe to obtain various peerless opportunities, and the growth rate is amazing.

Rumble!

In the starry sky within the battlefield, the battle was extremely fierce.

After a long period of fighting, Kun Rong's opponent gradually fell into a disadvantage. Kun Yu's opponent was even bleeding all over, scarred under her Kun Peng secret technique, with wounds everywhere on his body.

Yan Ru Yu's opponent was also extremely embarrassed, covered with countless wounds under the short blade condensed by her True Qi, dripping with blood.

"Bastard! If Jun Wu Xie had not taken action, we would have fallen into a disadvantage. What face would the Tong Sheng Ancient Mansion have?"

Song Zan's face was as gloomy as water, "You guys go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, six young Supremes rushed into the battlefield.

"Dreaming of suppressing us with numbers?"

Jun Wu Xie signaled to Yan Qing Cheng.

Yan Qing Cheng immediately joined the battlefield, intercepting the six young Supremes, and at the same time attacked them.

"You dare to be so arrogant, courting death!"

The six young Supremes were shocked and angry. The other party was only one person, but they dared to act like this and attack them. This was naked contempt, intolerable.

The six joined forces to surround Yan Qing Cheng, trying to kill Yan Qing Cheng with thunderous means in a short time.

But they soon felt terrified.

Yan Qing Cheng seemed to be dancing an ancient dance. With the movements of her graceful figure, countless figures appeared around, and those phantoms were also dancing, but between the movements of their arms and palms, a terrible killing intent swept out, impacting the six young Supremes.

"What kind of method is this? The inherited secret technique of the Enchanting Eye True Blood, Enchanting Dance of the City? But it doesn't seem quite like it. It seems to have incorporated other secret techniques inside..."

The powerhouses who knew the inherited secret technique of the Enchanting Eye True Blood looked at the scene in the battlefield in shock.

The six young Supremes of the Tong Sheng Ancient Mansion were stronger than any of the young Supremes who had entered the battlefield before. Surrounding Yan Qing Cheng, they were actually forced to retreat by the phantoms evolved from her dance. They fell into a disadvantage in the fight with those phantoms and looked extremely embarrassed.

"Grand Elder..."

An elder of the Tong Sheng Ancient Mansion stood beside Song Zan, his face extremely ugly.

"Damn it, how could that Yan Qing Cheng have such strength!"

Song Zan trembled with anger. According to their understanding, Yan Qing Cheng could not have been so strong at all.

"Grand Elder, we must continue to send young Supremes into the battlefield now, otherwise they will all be in danger!"

Hearing this, Song Zan's facial muscles twitched. He took a deep breath and said to those young Supremes: "Except for Cang Tian, Ba Feng, and Xing Yu, the others immediately enter the battlefield and must kill that Yan Qing Cheng!"

"Don't worry, Grand Elder, it's just a Yan Qing Cheng!"

Among those young Supremes, there were a few who were particularly confident. They could not be compared with Cang Tian, Ba Feng, and Xing Yu, but in the Ancient Mansion, they were also the strongest under the three, and they would not be too weak compared to those three.

They rushed into the battlefield one after another.

Song Zan looked at Cang Tian, Ba Feng, and Xing Yu, and said: "If Jun Wu Xie enters the field to rescue, you immediately step forward to intercept him. This elder wants him to watch his imperial concubine die before his eyes!"

"Husband, I'm going to help Sister Qing Cheng."

Mu Yunxi stepped from the mountain peak into the battlefield barrier, plunging into the starry sky to intercept the young supreme talents who were charging towards Yan Qingcheng.

Clang!

Countless icy sword energies condensed around her body, and under her control, she engaged in a fierce battle with those young supreme talents.

Heavy snow fell, causing the temperature within a radius of ten thousand miles around her to drop to an extremely terrifying level.

Amongst the crisscrossing sword energies, frost flowers fluttered, and countless sharp ice cones condensed in the air, rotating at high speed, colliding with the secret techniques of several young supreme talents.

At this moment, another group of young supreme talents from the Tong Sheng Ancient Mansion arrived, totaling five people.

These five were the strongest besides Cang Tian, Ba Feng, and Xing Yu.

As soon as they arrived, they rushed towards Mu Yunxi and Yan Qingcheng respectively.

"Jun Wuxie, today we will make you watch your women die on the battlefield!"

Those young supreme talents sneered repeatedly, unleashing secret techniques that blotted out the sky, bombarding Yan Qingcheng and Mu Yunxi.

"Your tone is rather bold."

Ji Yinlan's figure disappeared from the mountain peak, instantly entering the battlefield. Runes bloomed beneath her feet, each step creating a lotus, as if teleporting, arriving at the center of the battlefield.

Her footsteps stopped, and she stood there in the starry sky, her robes fluttering, her black hair flying.

She opened her slender palm, looked at the sword dao runes that appeared in her palm, and formed a sword with her fingers.

At this moment, an indescribable sword intent permeated the air, sweeping across the vast starry sky.

This sword intent caused everyone on the battlefield to feel terrified, with a kind of horror that their bodies and souls were not under their control.

Clang!

She made her move, without moving her feet, simply standing and waving her fingers, the sound of the sword resounding through the universe.

The sword light was dazzling, intensely piercing, blooming with shocking divine brilliance.

A wisp of sword light slashed towards one of the five young supreme talents.

That person was attacking Yan Qingcheng. Seeing the sword light slashing towards him, his pupils contracted violently. He retreated thousands of miles, while condensing secret techniques to build a defense in front of him, and counterattacked with offensive techniques, bombarding the sword light.

With a bang.

His secret techniques collapsed, crumbling at the first touch under the sword light.

The merciless sword light continued forward, cutting open his layers of secret technique defenses like a hot knife through butter.

In an instant, that young supreme talent's mind was shaken violently.

The sword intent rushed from that sword light, causing his liver and gallbladder to rupture. He felt that his soul was about to collapse, about to be annihilated by the sword energy, and an uncontrollable sense of fear rose from the depths of his heart.

This caused him to lose his mind, and his reaction naturally slowed down. With a pfft, he was split in two by the sword light, letting out a shrill, short scream. Blood spurted out, and he died instantly.

Everyone who witnessed this scene contracted their pupils, their faces filled with horror.

Even Jun Wuxie was surprised.

Ji Yinlan's attack was from a very far distance, not within the optimal attack range at all. At such a distance, the power of the sword energy was greatly weakened.

Even so, she still destroyed everything in her path, killing a young supreme talent whose talent growth intensity had reached the level of an ancient legend with a single sword.

"Yinlan's Seven Absolute Sword Techniques are stronger than I thought!"

Jun Wuxie thought to himself.

"Of course it's strong, after all, it was hailed as the strongest path of killing in that era. Her sword techniques have a total of seven swords, and the sword intent of each sword is different. The sword intent of the sword just now was to extinguish the opponent's soul. As long as you are hit by the sword energy, even if it only cuts your finger, your soul will suffer a heavy blow."

Zhuque appeared beside him at some point, but only Jun Wuxie could see him.

"Hitting a finger can cause a heavy blow to the soul?"

Jun Wuxie was stunned. This kind of sword technique can only be described as perverted. It sounds incredible.

"When sword dao is cultivated to the later stages, the main thing is to cultivate the sword dao's killing intent, as well as the sword dao's heart. Wherever the sword intent and sword heart point, the sword can kill, even across tens of thousands of universes. The other daos are the same, so the higher the realm, the lower the requirement for body movement speed during battle, because under absolute lock-on, no matter how fast the body movement is, it is useless."

"So, my Xingzi Secret will be useless in the future?"

Jun Wuxie was stunned. This was not good news. Doesn't that mean that a divine power has been wasted?