Gu Fei quietly stood aside, his gaze sweeping over the entire battlefield. In the sky, terrifying bursts of energy clashed, causing the ground to tremble continuously. Distant mountain peaks crumbled under the shockwaves, with massive rocks tumbling and dust flying everywhere.
"Interesting!" he muttered to himself, a playful smile appearing at the corner of his lips. Perhaps because he was considered a junior, the Hun Clan had not specifically targeted him, giving him an opportunity.
(TL/n: I smell bs here, Hun clan sent three 5-star Dou Saints after him in the Demonic Flame Space.)
In the next moment, his figure shot into the sky like a bolt of lightning. His young face was filled with battle intent, and his eyes sparkled with sharp light.
"Boom!"
He charged into the battlefield, and with a casual strike, he obliterated a three-star Dou Saint expert into a cloud of blood mist. That Hun Clan expert didn't even have time to scream before being completely annihilated by this terrifying power.
There was no one around who could withstand even a single blow from him. With each strike, he brought down Hun Clan experts one after another. Their bodies, as fragile as paper under this immense force, were shredded to pieces in an instant.
Many members of the Hun Clan fled in terror at the sight of him, not daring to approach him. Their faces were filled with fear, as if they were seeing a world-ending demon.
Some even dropped to their knees, begging for mercy, but in his eyes, their lives were no more valuable than ants. He was decisive and ruthless. Hr was not one to pretend to be a false saint; he believed in treating the good with kindness and dealing with the Hun Clan with violence and force as the best approach.
At this moment, he was like an unstoppable force on the battlefield. Wherever he went, bodies piled up, and rivers of blood flowed. The scene was utterly horrifying.
Even some of the strong fighters from the Six-Clan Alliance gasped at the sight, their eyes filled with shock.
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Meanwhile, the most intense battle was between Gu Yuan and Hun Tiandi.
Far away in the sky, the two figures were engaged in a fierce duel.
Each of their clashes caused the heavens and earth to change, and the sun and moon to lose their light. The terrifying waves of energy swept through, collapsing and reforming the space within hundreds of miles.
Gu Yuan was surrounded by a radiant golden light, resembling a god descending to the world. Every attack he launched carried the power to destroy the heavens and earth, as if he could tear the sky apart.
On the other hand, Hun Tiandi was enveloped in a strange black mist, filled with the wails of countless vengeful souls and ghosts, sending chills down the spines of those who heard them.
Their battle had already surpassed the understanding of ordinary people. Each of their strikes would trigger celestial phenomena- sometimes lightning flashed and thunder roared, or the sun and moon would disappear. The entire sky was torn apart by their power, revealing the deep void beyond.
At their level of strength, killing each other was extremely difficult.
Both had reached the peak of the Nine-Star Dou Saint, and the next step would be the legendary Dou God realm.
This kind of confrontation was not just about power but also about their understanding of the laws of the universe.
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On another battlefield.
In the sky, a massive black figure shrouded in black flames was fighting fiercely against two figures. That massive figure, emanating an aura of dread, was none other than Nihility Devouring Flame.
His opponents were Lei Ying, the leader of the Lei Clan, and Yan Jin, the leader of the Yan Clan.
"Ninefold Thunderclap Palm!"
Lei Ying roared, his sturdy body leaning forward as he unleashed a double-handed strike. Instantly, nine massive thunderous palm imprints materialized in midair, their overwhelming power seemingly capable of tearing apart the sky.
"Boom!"
The nine thunderous palm imprints howled through the air, distorting space in their wake. The terrifying power of the thunder engulfed everything within hundreds of miles, turning the air into a sea of lightning.
"Flame Rift of the Sky!"
At the same time, Yan Jin made his move as well. With his hands forming seals, a crimson river of flames descended from the sky. The river carried the power to destroy everything, incinerating even the air into nothingness.
Yet, despite these fearsome attacks, Nihility Devouring Flame remained unfazed. His colossal body trembled slightly, releasing a massive shield of black flames.
"Boom!"
The thunderous palms and the river of flames collided against the black flame shield. A terrifying shockwave erupted, plunging the entire sky into darkness. But when the dust settled, everyone was horrified to find that the black flame shield remained completely intact.
Nihility Devouring Flame had ascended to the God-level Soul, drastically boosting his power. Meanwhile, Lei Ying and Yan Jin, who were one star below him in strength, found themselves completely suppressed.
"Not good!"
They both exchanged worried glances, understanding that if this continued, they would be defeated.
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At that moment, a fierce energy fluctuation suddenly erupted from the western part of the battlefield. Yao Dan and Hun Sha were locked in a heated duel.
"You old fool! It's a mercy that we haven't wiped out your Yao Clan, and yet you dare to act so arrogantly!"
With a slash of his blood-red blade, Hun Sha tore through the space, attacking him with terrifying speed. Wherever the blood-red blade light passed, space itself ripped open in jagged tears.
As the blood-red light rapidly approached, Yao Dan clenched his fist, summoning a vast amount of energy to form a massive medicinal cauldron. The cauldron glowed with an ancient bronze hue, covered in complex, mysterious runes, and emanating an aura of ancient times.
"Buzz…"
Without hesitation, the giant cauldron clashed directly with the blood-red blade. A fierce wind erupted, shaking the mountains below, sending countless boulders crashing down with a thunderous roar.
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Aside from the top-tier battlefields, the rest of the battlefield saw the Six-Clan Alliance holding the advantage. In terms of lower-ranked Dou Saints, the Hun Clan could not compare to the combined forces of the Six Clans.
Moreover, Gu Fei, an Eight-Star Dou Saint, wreaked havoc on the lower-tier battlefield, causing immense losses to the Hun Clan. Wherever he went, bodies piled up and rivers of blood flowed. The scene was utterly terrifying.
However, he was not lost in the slaughter. His gaze continually scanned the battlefield, as if searching for someone.
After infiltrating the Hun Clan army, he was looking for one specific person- the Hun Clan's young master.
Back in the Demonic Flame Space, he could have dealt with Hun Miesheng and Hun Feng.
But he let them go at that time, all in preparation for today.
"Where are you hiding?"
Gu Fei murmured to himself, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.