supreme deity

Chapter 785: The Tremor of Blood
In the northern region of Nanzhou on Tianji Star, 1700 kilometers north of Linzhou, on the vast ocean, there is a huge island surrounded by steep cliffs, with extremely dangerous terrain and shaped like a natural fortress.

Its name is Huangshan Island. Originally, the island was covered with lush forests, green mountains and beautiful scenery. However, it has now become the center of a storm that has affected the entire Tianji Star and even profoundly affected the Earth Federation.

The edge of the island was reduced to a scorched earth. The force field shield that originally covered the entire island like a glass bowl was riddled with holes. The sea water around the island was churning and huge waves were surging, as if even the sea was trembling with fear at this extremely fierce battle. The sea breeze was howling, playing a tragic song for this battle.

The warships of the allied forces of Liao, Sheng and Wei were lined up on the sea like a steel torrent, surrounding Huangshan Island.

If you look from above at this time, you can estimate that the total number is about 49,000, of which there are about 1,300 Sky Demon warships and 47,700 traditional Tianjixing rune warships. These huge ships are densely arranged on the sea, with no end in sight, like a circular iron curtain.

The runes on the battleship flickered with light, releasing powerful energy fluctuations. The dark blue plasma cannons and the rune battleship's golden and red intertwined sky-splitting crossbows roared alternately, tearing the island's remaining force field shield into a rain of light.

There were also various rune crossbows, catapults, and various types of heavy artillery purchased from the demons, which bombarded the island indiscriminately. The firepower was like an angry beast, pouring down like raindrops, causing the various fortifications on the island to collapse in the violent explosion, and rubble and dust flew all over the sky.

Some elite troops of the Three Kingdoms coalition have already landed. These coalition soldiers are wearing heavy armor and Heavenly Demon Dragon Armor, and even Heavenly Demon's exoskeleton armor and mecha. Under the cover of chariots and Heavenly Demon armored vehicles, they are advancing towards the island in an orderly manner and into the interior of the island. Every step is accompanied by fierce fighting.

There are about 120 million Beisheng's religious protection army trapped here. The degree of demonization of their various equipment is not much inferior to, or even better than, the coalition forces of the Three Kingdoms. They also have a large number of armored vehicles, exoskeleton armor and mechas.

They also half-buried the 920 Sky Demon warships accompanying the army in earth and stone fortifications and used them as fortresses. These warships held up pieces of force field shields, and the star-destroying heavy artillery they carried poked out its prismatic barrels from the scorched earth. The dark purple annihilation beams were like poisonous snakes spitting out their tongues, engaging in an energy collision with the fleet on the sea. The shock waves from the explosion evaporated tens of thousands of tons of sea water into a fog wall that covered the sky. Dazzling beams of light and energy cannons accurately hit the coalition warships, causing some of the coalition warships to catch fire and stagger on the sea.

Some soldiers on the edge of the island have already engaged in battle. The martial artists and war dragons on both sides have unleashed powerful combat power with the help of advanced exoskeleton armor and mechas.

The mechas of the Guardian Cult moved with the help of cover and shuttled through the ravines. They waved their giant mechanical arms to cut or overturn the coalition tanks in the front; the soldiers wearing exoskeleton armor held thermal weapons, and the dense firepower network made it difficult for the coalition forces to move forward.

Beside these soldiers, their respective war dragons roared, some employing various unique martial arts techniques and bloodline abilities, while others brandished sharp claws, engaging in bloody hand-to-hand combat with the opposing war dragons. The war dragons' scales gleamed coldly in the sunlight, and each collision was accompanied by a deafening roar, sending blood and flesh flying through the air.

The coalition's offensive was also extremely fierce. Heavy armored regiments advanced on the lava-like craters, with scarlet arcs of electricity bursting out from the joints of their exoskeleton armor. When they collided with the Skitarii's psionic blue blades, the particle storms stirred up shattered the rock formations within a hundred meters into dust.

Their rune crossbows continuously fired crossbow arrows with powerful energy, penetrating the defenses of the divine army. The huge rocks thrown by the catapults hit the fortifications on the island, raising dust.

The huge war dragons of the coalition forces' martial artists swept in like a raging tide. They were either soaring in the sky or galloping on the ground. Every attack carried the power to destroy the world.

The most brutal battle took place on a cliff on the east side of the island. Three hundred and seventy "Taotie-class" land battleships produced in the Tianmo East Asian Republic unfolded their folding battering rams and were destroying the cliff wall bit by bit, opening up an attack channel for the coalition forces.

These land-based warships were huge, like moving fortresses. Every swing of their battering rams was accompanied by an earth-shaking roar, and the rubble on the cliffs continued to collapse, forming clouds of dust.

Elite troops of the coalition forces continued to land on the coast, which looked like an endless ocean. They formed a loose formation, coordinated with each other, and advanced step by step.

In the sky, the flying magic weapons of both sides engaged in a fierce air battle.

The mechas and flying magic weapons of the Beisheng Guardian Army shuttled flexibly against the strong wind and energy in the air, intercepting and resisting; the coalition forces relied on their numerical advantage to attack from all sides, casting countless shadows on the ground, circling and bombing like dark clouds, and the bombs and energy bombs they dropped continued to explode on the ground, and flames shot into the sky.

The war dragons of both sides were also fighting fiercely in the sky. They entangled, strangled and bit each other. Every confrontation was accompanied by deafening dragon roars, roars and shocks.

The entire Huangshan Island was filled with smoke, and the shouts and explosions were deafening.

Both sides tried their best, but the outcome of this battle still depended on the fight between many masters of the eighth and ninth realms above the island.

Li Weiliang stood on the highest peak of Huangshan Island, overlooking the battle situation around him with a cold gaze.

Her face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood, as if she would fall down at any time. The extremely gorgeous "Mad Dragon" armor on her body was already in tatters, the runes on the armor were dim, and there was even a deep crack on the shoulder armor, and the blood seeping out from inside could be vaguely seen. The helmet was even completely shattered, and her long hair was flying in the sea breeze like a broken flag.

Li Weiliang's war dragon, 'Divine Heart Invincible Dragon', curled up beside her, its huge dragon eyes filled with blood and fatigue, its scales also covered with scars, and it was gasping for breath.

Li Weiliang's body had reached its limit. Her spirit was in turmoil, and the hidden wounds within her body were constantly eroding her will. Every breath was like a knife cutting her, and the chaotic Qi in her meridians seemed to be tearing her apart.

Her expression remained calm, without a trace of abnormality. Most of her attention was focused on the sky above the eastern cliff, one hundred and thirty miles away, where the battle was most intense. Below were the three hundred and seventy "Taotie-class" land battleships, and above them gathered hundreds of eighth and ninth realm masters from both sides, as well as their huge war dragons.

Among them were Li Weiliang's most capable generals, the Divine Sword King Shi Jue, the Heavenly Sword King Wu Wushuang, the Skull Weapon Lord Li Guchan, and the Hundred Winged Sword King Situ Leng, who fought bloody battles with the enemy.

Dazzling light continued to burst out from the sky here, as if stars were falling.

It was a battle between many powerful warriors in the Ninth Realm and their war dragons. Every collision caused the space to tremble, and energy fluctuations swept in all directions. Even the sea water below continued to sink, and was about to create deep ravines.

"Holy Thunder Tribulation Fire, Ten Thousand Tribulations Thunder Prison!"

As the spells of the priests of light resounded through the sky, three hundred and sixty platinum lightning pillars fell from the sky.

An entire Liao heavy armored regiment on the east coast was turned into charcoal in the lightning, and both the people and their mechas were refined into lava by the platinum thunder sea.

Situ Leng in the air took the opportunity to swing the Hundred Wings Sword Formation, and the thousands of feather sword auras turned an eighth-level martial artist from the Liao Kingdom into a bloody rain. However, this scene angered the two divine messengers of the Liao Kingdom.

The clouds above the cliff suddenly collapsed into a vortex. Before the feathers from Situ Leng's Hundred Winged Sword Formation dissipated, the Liao Kingdom's first divine envoy had already torn through space and descended.

This old-looking messenger of God was dragging a liquid gold-like disc in his hand. The sundial on the disc turned, and it condensed the light within a hundred miles into a solid object.

It was the artifact he wielded, the "Light Dial", which originated from the ancient abyss "Lord of Light". The powerful conceptual power caused the flow of time in the entire sea area to become disordered. Situ Leng, who had exhausted his remaining strength, was almost torn to pieces by the disordered time backflow.

His war dragon was a ninth-level Emperor-class Titanium Emperor Dragon Slayer, which was roaring anxiously beside him but was unable to intervene in his master's battle.

The sword master Shi Jue came to the rescue in time. One thousand two hundred and sixty overlapping sword patterns appeared on his sword, bursting out with a dazzling green light. Shi Jue's pupils turned silver-white, and wherever the sword pointed, the disordered time sequence peeled off like fragile glass layer by layer.

"Sword Domain: Absolute Heaven!"

The entire five-mile space was cut into independent areas, allowing Situ Leng to escape.

However, he was still in a desperate situation, and the third envoy of the Liao Dynasty also appeared on the battlefield.

A pitch-black rune appeared in the palms of this man and his war dragon, with countless tiny arcs of electricity entwined around the rune, as if it could devour all light.

"Divine Punishment: Annihilation."

As the two runes expanded and turned into a huge black vortex, the entire battlefield suddenly became silent.

The concept of 'extinction' originating from the abyss of the north brought everything back to silence, and the Hundred-Winged Sword King Situ Leng was the first to bear the brunt of it.

The entire battlefield fell into dead silence, as if time had stopped at this moment.

Every speck of dust in the air seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, slowly drifting towards the center of the dark vortex.

At that moment, Situ Leng's Hundred Wings Blade Formation lost its radiance, all its feathered blade energy swallowed by darkness, vanishing into nothingness. He himself was also tightly enveloped by this power, as if cast into an eternal black hole, leaving no trace of struggle.

Only the sword light from the 'Titanium Emperor Dragon Slayer' helped him to barely maintain himself, but no matter how hard the war dragon exerted or how it attacked, it could not break through the black vortex.

The black vortex became smaller and smaller, and the Titanium Emperor Dragon Slayer had to let out bursts of shrill dragon roars.

The Sword Domain of the Divine Sword Master, Shi Jue, had temporarily stabilized the surrounding spacetime, but now it gradually collapsed under the influence of the power of annihilation. He gritted his teeth, coordinated with the war dragon behind him, and poured all his strength into his own superposition and cutting concepts, attempting to use the power of the Sword Domain to resist the encroachment of annihilation.

However, the power of annihilation was too strong, and even the space itself seemed to be swallowed up. Shi Jue's sword domain began to crumble, and the light gradually dimmed.

At this critical moment, Wu Wushuang, the Heavenly Sword Master, rushed over like a flaming meteor, and his war dragon 'Da Ri Tian Huang' followed closely behind, spewing blazing flames from its mouth, burning and distorting the surrounding air.

"Hellfire Burns the Sky, Kill!"

The long sword in Wu Wushuang's hand was burning with flames, and runes on the blade flickered. The power of "light", "flame" and "burning" that he exerted with all his strength set off a rolling heat wave. Wherever it went, the air seemed to be ignited, making a "sizzling" sound.

The flames licked the black vortex frantically, trying to disperse it. The two sides eroded and offset each other. For a moment, the flames and darkness intertwined, forming a strange and terrifying scene.

With Wu Wushuang's help, Situ Leng finally broke free from the annihilation force's constraints, but his face was as pale as paper, and his breath was weak. The thirty-six metal wings behind him shattered inch by inch, and the blade-like feathers turned to rusty fragments under the annihilation force.

Wu Wushuang's face was solemn, with beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. He suddenly shouted loudly and spat out a trace of blood from his mouth.

The power of the flames he unleashed became increasingly powerful. Not only did the knife shadow transform into a light invisible to the naked eye, it also seemed to have life, weaving through the black vortex and the turbulence of time and space. The trajectory of the knife light was as unpredictable as an antelope's horns, but it still could not break through the time countercurrent of the Liao Kingdom's First Divine Envoy.

Li Guchan, the Skeleton Machinery Lord who had been locked in a bitter battle below, had to distract himself and take a look at the three people who were in a desperate situation.

"Mechanical God: Heavenly Creations!"

Li Guchan shouted loudly, and the 360 ​​mechanical puppets under his control suddenly exploded at the same time. The flying gears and bearing fragments formed a huge mechanical cube in the air, with each part in its place and operating precisely.

At that moment, everyone recognized the form of the "God of All Machines" from the Mechanical God Temple, only it was much smaller. As the blood gushing from Li Guchan's seven orifices merged with it, the mechanical cube suddenly tumbled, then extended three bronze arms, grabbing at Divine Sword Master Shi Jue, Heavenly Blade Master Wu Wushuang, and Hundred Winged Blade Master Situ Leng.

The powerful diamond and reinforcement, order and precision, divine power and protection of the 'God of All Things' transformed into a golden barrier that firmly protected the three people.

Li Guchan's war dragon 'Titanium Emperor Machine' roared angrily, flew into the air with the power of 'God of All Machines', and slammed into the front of the third envoy of the Liao Kingdom.

The mechanical parts made a buzzing sound, and the harsh sound of the collision of the two sides' forces even broke through the annihilation force field, causing the many martial artists fighting fiercely below to frown and cover their ears in pain.

Li Weiliang, who was far away, witnessed this scene and sighed softly.

She raised her hand and cut her fingertips with the sharp edge of the Seven Illusions Sky Feather. A few drops of crimson blood vaporized in the thunder, turning into a blood mist and merging into the feathers of the Seven Illusions Sky Feather.

This was the seventh time she burned her essence and blood to activate the divine weapon.

At this moment, her mind seemed shrouded in an invisible mist, and exhaustion surged over her like a tide, making it almost impossible for her to hold on. Every time she activated the divine weapon, her body became weaker and her spirit more turbulent.

However, Li Weiliang had no choice. Her spiritual sense keenly detected the Great Wei Kingdom's first divine envoy traversing the void at an extremely fast speed, approaching the battlefield. She could only grit her teeth and further stimulate her own Qi, blood, essence, and vitality to prepare for the coming battle.

The moment the Seven Illusionary Sky Feathers blossomed in Li Weiliang's palm, the artifact of the Great Wei Kingdom's First Divine Envoy, "Xuan Ye," was already suspended in the heavens. It was a spear emitting a black aura, its surface covered in mysterious black cracks. Each crack flowed with the power of the concepts of "nothingness" and "reality," as if connecting to an endless abyss of darkness.

This messenger of God is named Mo Yuan, and his power is somewhat similar to Li Weiliang's power of lawlessness. He can turn all matter into nothingness, and he can also make all objects virtual or material.

He slowly descended, treading on ripples of the void, descending upon the battlefield with a devastating pressure. Each footprint etched a permanent void in space, inflicting an unprecedented fear upon the surrounding Divine Cult martial artists. The 'Void Night' spear emanated an endless, dim light, and a thick darkness seeped from its black cracks, immersing the entire sea in a faded ink painting.

This powerful conceptual force, originating from the 'Western Abyss,' surged like a surging black wave, sweeping in with overwhelming force. Wherever this force reached, space seemed to be distorted and devoured. The defenses of Shi Jue, Wu Wushuang, and Situ Leng were instantly crushed layer by layer, reduced to nothingness.

Wherever the spear tip's dim light swept past, even the cosmic laws of 'defense' and 'entity' themselves began to dissolve and collapse.

The Seven Illusionary Sky Feathers in Li Weiliang's hand also exploded with seven-colored rainbow light at this moment, and those feathers immediately turned into a giant hand that covered the sky, tightly grasping the tip of the void spear.

This is exactly her secret move of the Ninth Realm Super Emperor - covering the sky with one hand!
Unlike two years ago, she can now control this ultimate move with ease. The colorful giant hand and the black spear collide violently in the void, causing a deafening explosion.

Mo Yuan's eyes were cold, and the power of nothingness around him was surging wildly. The black cracks on Xu Ye's spear shone brightly, and the conceptual power was like a nimble black snake, winding up along the palm of the giant hand that covered the sky.

At this moment, a layer of mysterious runes appeared on the surface of the giant hand that covered the sky, and then it exploded with a loud bang. The powerful force of "nothingness" reduced everything of Mo Yuan to nothingness.

Li Weiliang then walked upstream on the rainbow bridge, and with every step, seven illusions bloomed in the void - the first illusion manifested the ancient sacred mountain to suppress the gun shadow, and the second illusion summoned the Milky Way to roll back and wash away the darkness.

As Mo Yuan swept his spear across, those illusions that were powerful enough to crush the stars were stained by the blood of nothingness that seeped out from the cracks in the oracle bones, turning into conceptual residues floating in the sky.

At this time, Li Weiliang's 'Divine Heart Invincible Dragon' was already fighting with Mo Yuan's 'Purple Gold Emperor Shadow Dragon'.

The seven phantom sky feathers drew brilliant star-river in the sky, and countless feathers dispersed, as if stars were moving, forcing Mo Yuan's illusory spear shadow back more than thirty miles.

The "Invincible Dragon of Divine Heart" also raised its head and roared, resonating with the rainbow light of the Seven Illusionary Sky Feathers, and unexpectedly unfolded a "lawless realm" covering a hundred miles above the sky, making all the magic spells and talismans on the entire battlefield come to nothing in this realm.

Mo Yuan's Xu Ye spear and his war dragon seemed to be flying from different dimensions. Spear shadows and sharp dragon claws penetrated time and space, colliding with Li Weiliang's fist.

Waves of terrifying energy ripples spread out around them, and wherever they passed, countless cracks appeared in space like a broken mirror. The entire battlefield had collapsed into a constantly changing field of laws, forcing the many eighth and ninth realms fighting around them to retreat.

But as time went by, the Seven Illusions Sky Feathers began to wail in Li Weiliang's palm. The seven-colored rainbow light around her and the power of her fist were gradually being eroded by the nothingness, leaving thousands of holes.

"Have you reached your limit?"

Li Weiliang frowned, and finally bit the tip of his tongue fiercely: "I can't do it myself, destroy all illusions!"

The dark snakes that began to penetrate her defenses suddenly collapsed when they touched three feet around her body.

However, the spear tip of nothingness did not just pierce from the front. These dark snakes were like ghosts. They not only existed in all directions, up and down, left and right, but also came from different dimensions, like undercurrents in the night.

Her divine heart, the invincible dragon, had been pierced by the long snake, leaving several wounds, and dragon blood was pouring down like a rainstorm.

Li Weiliang himself was unable to dodge in time, and a deep bloody wound was left on his left arm. Blood splattered out and was instantly evaporated in the void by the terrifying force.

At this moment, Li Weiliang heard a voice from the side: "Regent, I'm here."

That was Wang Ce's voice, filled with worry and concern.

Then came two golden lights. In front was Wang Ce, and following closely behind was Wang Ce's war dragon 'Emperor Hao Shenlong'.

Wherever the golden light passed, the giant snake-like black gun shadows behind were like separated waves and were blown back.

Li Weiliang felt relieved. Although her trust in Wang Ce was limited, the battle situation was critical at the moment and any help was invaluable.

The holy body of brilliant thunder that this boy possessed resonated faintly with her, allowing her exhausted blood and energy to recover a little.

"Just stay there and don't come over. Be careful of his gun! The changes between reality and illusion are extremely strange."

Li Weiliang only needs this person to help her guard her flank.

She took a deep breath, and the seven-colored rainbow light around her surged again, as if to completely illuminate this empty world.

And just as she swung the Seven Illusionary Sky Feathers, turning each feather into a sharp sword, she slashed at the endless nothingness again.

A long sword shining with golden light suddenly pierced through her chest. The moment the blade penetrated the protective aura, blood mist burst out from her whole body.

This should have been an absolute forbidden area where she had no power, but with the help of the Great Wei Kingdom's first divine envoy, the long sword miraculously turned from real to virtual, avoiding the obstruction of the forbidden area, and then turned from virtual to real again in an instant, like a ray of broken golden light, mercilessly piercing her chest.

"Wang Ce, you—you—"

Li Weiliang spat out a mouthful of blood, along with a large amount of internal organ fragments.

At this time, her body was like a candle in the wind, her hair was snow-white, and her skin was covered with spider-web-like bloodstains.

Her "Divine Heart Invincible Dragon" also roared, first repelling those ethereal snakes at all costs, and then turned back to bite Wang Ce.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness. I have no choice." A cold smile appeared on Wang Ce's face, and his figure retreated like a flash of light.

At this time, Lin Rui's army had arrived, and the invincible Dharma King no longer had any value in existence.

Shi Jue, Wu Wushuang, Situ Leng and Li Guchan, who were watching this scene from a distance, were all furious.

Their eyes were filled with despair at first, and then they were filled with endless anger, hatred, unwillingness and determination.

The war dragons of several people roared to the sky, and the scars on the dragon's body seemed to be filled with endless fighting spirit at this moment.

Shi Jue's sword domain unfolded again, and the sword light poured down like the Milky Way; Wu Wushuang's flaming sword light also turned into a prairie fire, burning all the darkness; Situ Leng's Hundred Winged Sword Formation condensed again, and the feathers poured down like a rainstorm; Li Guchan's God of All Machines also roared, and the mechanical arm was like a pillar supporting the sky, holding up a golden protective barrier.

The entire battlefield was boiling at this moment, and all the soldiers of the Guardian Army let out wails.

They no longer cared about life or death. In their scarlet eyes there was only endless sadness and despair, as well as the belief of dying together with the enemy.

The dragon-transforming martial artists among them all charged forward desperately under the artillery fire of the Three Kingdoms' coalition forces, charging across the smoke-filled battlefield. Even though their armor and bodies had been riddled with holes by the enemy and parts were shattered and flying everywhere, they did not retreat.

Li Weiliang looked up at the sky, at the satellite number nine, his eyes filled with despair. "Is this the only way out?"

She always wanted to go back to heaven, back to the Ninth Heaven Demon Homeland, to find her memories and the things she had always worried about and wanted to find back, but in the end she couldn't do it.

"I can cover the sky with one hand! I want everything to be as I wish!"

Li Weiliang suddenly inserted the Seven Illusions Sky Feather into his heart. The moment the feather merged with his blood, the earth veins of the entire Huangshan Island began to boil.

The light of the Seven Illusionary Sky Feathers suddenly surged, and countless light feathers once again turned into a giant hand that covered the sky, covering the entire deserted mountain island.

At this time, Li Weiliang's vitality was rapidly fading, her consciousness was gradually becoming blurred, and every breath she took brought out fragments of her internal organs. However, there was only unwillingness and determination in her eyes.

"Break through, everyone, break through!"

At this time, the soldiers of Beisheng Diocese were extremely surprised to find that their injuries were recovering and their weakened qi and blood were recovering.

The light of the Seven Illusionary Sky Feathers now intertwined with Li Weiliang's blood, turning into a rainbow bridge that spanned the sky and earth, connecting Huangshan Island with the sea two hundred miles away.

In the distance, Mo Yuan, the first divine envoy of the Great Wei, had a cold look in his eyes. The 'Xu Ye' spear in his hand pierced through the void again, ready to pierce through Li Weiliang's eyebrows.

But at this moment, Mo Yuan let out a cry of surprise.

He discovered that a bit of extremely pure dream power suddenly erupted from Li Weiliang's body, instantly restoring a lot of Li Weiliang's vitality which had been withered and weakened to the extreme.

Mo Yuan also discovered that the conceptual divine power that originated from the Western Abyss in his body was drained away in an instant.

His concept of nothingness and reality, which had originally been as strong as 90%, dropped to less than 70% in an instant.

"God?" Mo Yuan's eyes were filled with shock, and panic instantly arose in his heart. He wondered if the God had already known about his deal with Lord Hope?
At this moment, Mo Yuan's heart suddenly shook, as if he sensed something, and he looked up towards the extreme north of the sky.

At the end of the northern sky, a bright golden light suddenly broke through the air, like the first light of dawn, breaking through the endless darkness.

Immediately afterwards, a torrent of steel that covered the sky and the sun came mightily. There were more than 16,900 Sky Demon warships in total. Their momentum was like an inverted galaxy, stretching across the sky, magnificent and majestic, shocking everyone.

Each warship was shining brightly, with runes and energy circuits interwoven into a web, releasing vast and unparalleled energy fluctuations, causing the surrounding space to distort and tremble, as if even the heaven and earth were wailing under its pressure.

All the ships are like moving fortresses, and the star-destroying artillery on the bow is ready to fire, as if it can tear the sky apart at any time. The tremendous energy is like a raging sea, sweeping in, which is awe-inspiring.

What is even more eye-catching is that above the fleet of warships, there is a golden firebird with its wings spread in the air, with flames all over its body. Every feather seems to be made of metal, flashing a dazzling light, just like a sun descending and shining in all directions.

Above the firebird, a golden figure stood tall, surrounded by golden light, brilliant and dazzling, like a god descending to the earth.

He gazed down at the battlefield below, tapping his fingertips. A purifying force spread like ripples, instantly covering the entire battlefield. Wherever that force passed, violent energy fluctuations were smoothed, raging psychic energy and magic were purified. Even the aftermath of the battles between those powerful Ninth Realm warriors quietly dissipated under this power, as if all conflict had returned to tranquility.

"Under the tranquility, all things return to peace."

A calm yet resolute voice, as if emanating from the depths of chaos, echoed in everyone's ears like the sound of nature. The aura of the golden figure merged with the heavens and the earth, as if becoming the undisputed master of this battlefield.

On the battlefield, the originally fierce energy collisions and light beams interweaving were all as if paused, and everything returned to silence.

There was also an invisible pressure that enveloped the entire Huangshan Island battlefield. It was not physical oppression, nor spiritual intimidation, but a tremor that came from the depths of the law, causing everyone involved, whether they were martial artists or war dragons, to feel an unprecedented sense of restraint and oppression.

"That is?"

Li Weiliang's blood vessels trembled violently, her pupils suddenly constricted, and her gaze involuntarily turned in the direction of the golden figure. An indescribable throbbing surged in her heart, as if the gears of fate were quietly turning at this moment.

(End of this chapter)