Gaze and you will become stronger: starting from Doupo

It was surrounded by a rich celestial radiance, clearly a supreme celestial weapon. However, the celestial radiance was mixed with a chilling killing intent. This killing intent was completely opposite to the peaceful aura of the immortal path. It was like ice and fire intertwined, spreading out and transforming into an invisible weapon that could slay gods, causing ripples to appear in the surrounding space.

At the blade of the spear, strange phenomena appeared, with faint phantom images of magnificent mountains and rivers and rotating stars, as if an entire universe had been condensed onto the tip of the spear. It lay there silently in the void, yet it exuded a terrifying aura that suppressed the universe. The black and white mist in the abyss became much more docile under its pressure, and even the rotation of the star fragments slowed down by half a beat.

"kill!"

With a roar, the serpent demon's eyes flashed with ferocity. Its hands formed a hand seal, and it pointed sharply at Meng Tianzheng. The golden spear seemed to receive a command; it hummed, its shaft radiating brilliant light. A phantom of dragon patterns roared and soared into the sky, then pierced the heavens with a whoosh, tearing through the air with a sharp whistling sound, directly targeting the Immortal King's shroud. Along the spear's trajectory, a long crack was forcibly ripped through space, crackling with black lightning and filled with an aura of destruction.

At that moment, the Immortal King's Shroud emitted a dazzling light, all the star patterns on its surface lighting up, as if countless stars were being born and falling within it. Faintly, one could hear endless battle cries emanating from within the shroud—the roars of ancient warriors, the cries of the Immortal King in battle, filled with indomitable fighting spirit. Facing the golden spear, the Immortal King's Shroud seemed to have found its destined enemy; its surface rippled violently, transforming into a stream of light to meet it head-on. Clearly, these two weapons had clashed in ancient times, bearing deep imprints on each other.

The collision of the two produced no earth-shattering roar, but instead erupted into an extreme energy shockwave. Golden spear light intertwined with dazzling starlight, forming a massive energy storm. They found a new battlefield in the Abyss, chasing and blasting at each other. The spear, like a dragon, sometimes thrust straight forward, its tip carrying an all-consuming sharpness; the shroud, like a shield, sometimes swept outwards, its surface containing a defense that encompassed all things. With each collision, countless energy fragments flew out, these fragments falling into the Abyss and instantly swallowed by the black and white mist, yet still causing the vortex of the Abyss to spin even more violently.

A terrifying power spread out, causing the surrounding cultivators to retreat, not daring to approach. If it weren't for the suppression of Tianyuan's mysterious power, which firmly locked this power within Tianyuan's range, the entire borderland would probably have been shattered by the collision of these two immortal weapons! The black and white mist of Tianyuan churned wildly, as if trying its best to digest this terrifying energy. The darkness at the center of the vortex became even deeper, and even the collision of star fragments temporarily stopped, as if in fear of the power of these two immortal weapons.

"Meng Tianzheng, without your battle flag, how can you stop us!" The Serpent Yaksha, seeing this, gleamed with smugness and roared. It knew that the Immortal King's Shroud was Meng Tianzheng's strongest weapon, and now that it was being restrained by the golden spear, Meng Tianzheng's combat power would inevitably be greatly reduced. Runes flashed around them, and the other two alien supreme beings understood immediately. The three of them simultaneously attacked Meng Tianzheng, forming a triangle to surround him, clearly intending to seize this opportunity to severely injure him.

Meng Tianzheng glanced at the Immortal King's Shroud, which was locked in combat with the golden spear in the distance and was no longer entirely under his control, and his brows furrowed slightly. However, being a seasoned veteran, he remained calm in the face of danger. He took a deep breath, and with wide, sweeping movements of his fists, faint Dao runes swirling around them, containing supreme mysteries, he met the three supreme beings from the alien realm head-on. His fists appeared ordinary, yet they carried the power to shatter mountains and split rocks; each punch produced a deafening roar, as if to pierce through the heavens and earth.

"Master, they're all so strong!" The little boy gripped Wu Fang's sleeve tightly with one hand, pointing at the desolate battlefield with the other. His face was filled with shock, and he couldn't help but swallow hard. Although he had experienced many battles and seen many powerful figures in the lower realm, he had never witnessed such a level of combat. Every clash between Supreme Realm experts caused the heavens and earth to change color; this scene far exceeded his understanding. He watched the cultivators falling one after another on the battlefield, his small fists clenching involuntarily, a trace of longing and determination flashing in his eyes.

Wu Fang nodded noncommittally, his gaze calmly sweeping across the battlefield. Even the weakest warrior here possessed spiritual energy fluctuations that would be top-tier in the lower realms, enough to sweep across a region and become a revered overlord. Yet here on this desolate battlefield, they were merely ordinary soldiers, using their flesh and blood to resist the invasion of the alien realm. Wu Fang's eyes showed little emotion, but a sense of respect arose in his heart for these warriors. It was these ordinary cultivators who, with their lives, protected the peace of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

"Let's go, let's go kill the enemy!"

Watching the cultivators from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths locked in a bloody battle, the Demon King, the Old Celestial, the Palace Master of the Immortal Palace, and other powerful figures could no longer contain their fervor. They roared, raising their auras to their peak. The Demon King's demonic energy surged, transforming into a gigantic phantom of a demonic wolf, charging into the battlefield with overwhelming ferocity. The Old Celestial waved his whisk, unleashing countless golden rays that shot towards the foreign cultivators, each ray containing purifying power. The Palace Master of the Immortal Palace summoned a small cauldron, which enlarged in mid-air and slammed down upon the foreign cultivators, the impact producing a dull thud. Their arrival temporarily stabilized the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths' defenses, and the cultivators' morale was boosted.

"Slay all these invading foreign enemies!"

"We swear to defend the border to the death!"

On the battlefield, shouts of battle rose and fell, and more and more cultivators fell, their blood staining the boundless desert, making the already reddish-brown dunes even deeper. Some cultivators were torn apart by alien creatures, their weapons still clutched tightly in their dying moments; others exhausted their last bit of spiritual energy, self-destructing their bodies to perish together with the enemy, leaving behind a dazzling shower of light. Yet even so, not a single cultivator retreated or turned back. Their faces showed no fear, their eyes gleaming with unwavering determination. Each one, driven by a burning faith to protect their homeland, fought with bloodshot eyes, using their lives to exemplify the true meaning of the word "warrior."

Bang!
In the Heavenly Abyss Battlefield, an early-stage Supreme belonging to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths was forced back by an attack from a veteran Supreme from another realm. He groaned, golden blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and his armor shattered, revealing a deep, bone-revealing wound. This early-stage Supreme was named Changtian, a genius cultivator who had recently broken through to the Supreme realm. He had repeatedly distinguished himself in battles in the borderlands, but ultimately could not overcome the profound foundation of a veteran Supreme.

However, just as that ancient supreme being from another realm was grinning and gathering his supreme attack, preparing to press his advantage and severely injure Changtian, a terrifying roar suddenly erupted from the battlefield. This roar did not come from an energy collision, but from a tremor in space.

The next moment, strange spatial ripples spread across the sky, layer upon layer, like ripples spreading across water, with a faint blue hue at their center. An enormous blue ripple-like hand slowly emerged from the ripples. The hand was formed from pure spatial energy, its palm lines clearly visible, each containing countless tiny runes that flickered, radiating immense pressure. The giant hand, blotting out the sun, descended from the sky with the force of Mount Tai, precisely seizing the veteran supreme being from another realm who was about to launch an attack.

Then, with a deafening roar, the giant palm suddenly closed, crushing the old supreme being from another realm before he could even react. Not only his physical body, but also his primordial spirit were reduced to nothingness by the terrifying power of the giant palm, leaving not a trace.

The explosion echoed through the abyss, lingering for a long time.

In an instant, a brief silence fell over the Tianyuan battlefield. Everyone's attention was drawn to the giant cyan hand, and the battle seemed to have been paused.

Especially the three alien supreme beings who had been jointly besieging Meng Tianzheng, almost simultaneously froze, their attacks halting. They immediately turned their heads to look at the site of the explosion, their eyes filled with astonishment and disbelief. Just moments ago, one of the five alien supreme beings had been instantly crushed by that gigantic azure ripple palm, without even a chance to resist!
"What...what happened?!" "How could the Supreme Lord of the Heavenly Sea be dead?!"

"Where did that giant blue hand come from?!"

"Are there still true immortals in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths?"

……

In the boundless desert, millions of cultivators from other realms stared intently at the Heavenly Abyss Battlefield. Their fierce expressions were replaced by terror, their eyes filled with confusion and unease. Heavenly Sea Supreme was a veteran powerhouse on their side, possessing formidable combat strength. How could he be so easily crushed by a suddenly appearing giant hand? This was beyond their comprehension, causing fear to arise in their hearts for the first time. Some cultivators even began to retreat, their eyes flickering, clearly terrified by this sudden turn of events.

"Could they be kings from the ancient era? Are there any of them still alive?!"

As for the cultivators of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, they were all stunned for a moment. After recovering from their shock, their faces instantly filled with wild joy, and they trembled slightly with excitement. Their eyes were fixed on the giant azure ripple hand floating in the void, filled with hope and awe, as if they had seen the arrival of a savior. A cultivator who had just lost a comrade couldn't help but burst into tears, murmuring in the direction of the giant hand, "Is it our ancestors manifesting? Have they come to help us?" The morale on the battlefield instantly soared, and their previously exhausted bodies seemed to be filled with strength again.

"who!"

A supreme being from another realm, located near where Supreme Tianhai had been killed, roared. His energy surged, and his divine sense swept across the entire Tianyuan Abyss like a tidal wave, attempting to locate the culprit. His face was terrifyingly grim, his icy gaze sweeping the surroundings. His majestic, supreme voice echoed across the battlefield, carrying a barely perceptible hint of fear. Supreme Tianhai's strength was comparable to his own, yet he had been instantly killed, forcing him to be on high alert.

scoff!

Just then, a spatial rift suddenly opened above his head, its edges flashing with blue lightning, while the inside was pitch black, as if connecting to another world.

Within the gap, a giant axe formed from ripples slowly emerged. The axe was enveloped in blue-green light, its blade incredibly sharp and gleaming with a cold light. On the axe's body, one could vaguely see a scene of thousands worshipping, countless phantoms bowing before the giant axe, radiating a dense power of faith. This power of faith intertwined with spatial energy, making the axe's aura even more terrifying.

Unlike the previous Heavenly Sea Supreme, this alien Supreme was clearly prepared. The instant the Ripple Giant Axe appeared, his entire body erupted with nine-colored immortal light, which formed a sturdy protective shield around him. At the same time, a dark spear appeared in his hand, inscribed with curse runes and radiating an evil aura. He stood on the nine-colored immortal light, spear in hand, and roared as he met the descending Ripple Giant Axe head-on, clearly intending to withstand the attack with his own defense and offense.

Click!

Almost instantly upon impact, a crisp sound rang out, and the dark spear shattered, transforming into countless showers of light that drifted and scattered into the abyss, where they were swallowed by the black and white mist. The curse runes on the spear melted away as quickly as ice and snow meeting fire upon contact with the blue-green light of the Rippling Giant Axe, rendering them utterly ineffective.

The alien supreme being's pupils constricted sharply, a chill running through him. He hadn't expected his spear to be so easily defeated. Without hesitation, he swiftly formed hand seals, channeling all his spiritual power to condense a massive energy fist, which he slammed down on the Rippling Giant Axe, attempting to halt its downward momentum.

However, the massive axe that fell with overwhelming force completely disregarded the supreme being's attack. The axe blade, accompanied by the sound of wind being cut, easily sliced ​​through the supreme being's energy fist as if cutting tofu, and then, without pausing, cleaved down on his head.

what--!
Before the piercing screams could fully echo across the battlefield, the Supreme Being's physical body and primordial spirit were simultaneously sliced ​​in two by the Rippling Giant Axe. Immediately afterward, the two halves exploded, transforming into countless energy fragments that dissipated into the black and white mist of the Heavenly Abyss, marking their complete demise.

In an instant, Tianyuan and the boundless desert fell into utter silence; even the wind seemed to cease. Everyone stared in disbelief at the giant axe floating in the void, and the azure ripple-like giant hand not far away, their hearts filled with shock. In a mere moment, two supreme beings from other realms were instantly killed, both by such bizarre and powerful methods. This instilled a deep fear in cultivators from both the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths and from other realms.

The three Supreme Beings from the alien realm who had been besieging Meng Tianzheng, including the Serpent Yaksha, immediately ceased their attack and quickly huddled together. Their expressions were grave, their eyes filled with undisguised terror as they warily watched the giant rippled hand and axe hovering not far away. They could feel the terrifying power contained within these two weapons formed from ripples—a pressure far beyond their comprehension that instilled a profound sense of powerlessness in them. (End of Chapter)