I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

"If you're going to fight us old folks, then let's call it a fight to the death." The old man's smile remained unchanged, but his words were chillingly menacing.

A battle to the death!

That is, the two are determined to fight to the death; if one side does not die, there is no winner.

The life-or-death battle between the ninth rank is extremely terrifying. It is normal for the sky to collapse and the earth to shatter. The loss of any one of them is a heartbreaking pain for a country.

Prince Adnan from the Middle East was immediately ready to agree. A group of old, weak, sick and disabled people dared to dream of fighting them to the death. This was a provocation against their dignity!

Yan Shan immediately stopped him and issued a notice to everyone on his side: "Don't be too careless. Those people are all at the ninth level."

"All of them!?"

Everyone gasped.

Look at this group of guys, there are eighteen of them, and they're all at the ninth rank!?

This doesn't even include the Great Sage, Iko, and the Imperial Preceptor!

How else to fight?

"You bunch of guys with half your bodies still in coffins, trying to drag us down with you into the coffin with your dead bodies, what a clever idea..." Yan Shan said leisurely.

He could tell at a glance that this group of 'rotten wood' were real ancient relics, living fossils, and their age was frighteningly long, but their combat power was no weaker than in their prime.

In battles between people of the same level, as long as one's side fights steadily and without acting impulsively, the chances of winning are at least 70%.

"So, whether you fight or not, you name your answer," the old man chuckled, a chilling wind blowing around him.

Yan Shan's eyes flickered, but he said calmly, "Whether or not to fight a life-or-death battle can be decided the moment before the battle begins."

"Then so be it."

The old man agreed and stepped forward first, bowing and with his hands behind his back, exuding a leisurely air. "Who will fight me?"

He was the first one to come out!

The powerful figures on the human side all made some moves, wanting to come forward and meet this old man, but they were also filled with many fears, so for a moment no one stepped forward.

Finally, Huang Tao from the Chinese camp stepped forward and said, "I'll do it."

As he passed by Yan Shan, he heard Yan Shan's warning: "Don't let him provoke you into a life-or-death battle. He's going to die anyway, it's not worth losing half your life to him."

"..."

Huang Tao remained silent. His suspicions had been confirmed. The group of people were in a very strange state, no different from the dead, yet they were standing there alive.

"A life-or-death battle?" the old man said with a sinister smile.

"You're joking. I still want to defend China for a while longer."

Huang Tao returned the smile, but his smile was much better than the old man's, making people feel refreshed and cheerful.

"Is that so...? That's a real shame. Fighting outside?"

"it is good."

The old man's figure vanished without warning, and his presence could no longer be felt; there was no trace of his presence, which horrified many people.

Huang Tao's expression remained unchanged. Like the wind, his speed seemed slow, but in the blink of an eye, he reached the horizon and stood in the wilderness, hands behind his back.

A fierce wind suddenly arose, sweeping across the land and stirring up a sky full of yellow sand, and an epic battle officially began!

Chapter 113 Both Exit the Stage

Huang Tao went all out from the start.

He knew the old man was incredibly powerful; in his time, he might have been on par with great sages, and he shouldn't be underestimated.

Two towering tornadoes pierced the clouds, flanking Huang Tao. He seemed to have vanished into the wind, like a fallen leaf, moving freely and unpredictably.

What many people couldn't see was that Huang Tao was dodging a sneak attack.

The attacks were relentless, following him closely, and were no slower than his, even a fraction faster, like corrosive bone that he couldn't shake off.

With no other option, he crashed into the raging tornado, which instantly expanded several times in size, towering like a pillar supporting the sky, and the wind speed increased accordingly.

boom--

The outer wall of the tornado seemed to hit something, making a sound like a cannonball, and something was ejected.

Another tornado transformed into a giant hand of the heavens, sweeping down along its trajectory. The air in that area was instantly sucked out, creating an incredibly powerful wind pressure. The surrounding vegetation snapped instantly, and a layer of the ground was scraped away.

Before the cloud hands touched the ground, a huge palm print appeared on the ground, but the cloud hands grasped at nothing and slammed directly onto the ground.

boom!

Although some people thought they were far enough away, they were still temporarily deafened by the incessant and violent explosions, and in a panic, they retreated another distance to avoid being killed by an even more violent impact.

This is the power of the Wind God.

After the cloud hand struck the ground, it exploded into countless wind blades, whistling and tearing through space, revealing a chilling void.

He launched a full-scale, no-dead-angle attack, aiming to force the old man out with overwhelming force!

Such a terrifying attack, if it landed on a battlefield of mutated species, could wipe out thousands with a single strike, clearing a large area. It would be more effective than a bomber squadron flying back and forth twice. However, it failed to force the old man out; he remained nowhere to be seen.

His concealment skills were extremely advanced; even Huang Tao could only barely sense his presence when he was within a hundred meters of him.

Although the old man was powerful and had an astonishingly rich combat experience, he was no longer at his peak. His vital energy was depleted, leaving him only with a set of assassination skills, which he now had nowhere to use and could not get close to Huang Tao.

"His strength has increased since his last battle with Death."

Luther began to compare himself to Huang Tao, since they both broke through to the Void Realm around the same time, so there was bound to be some comparison.

The Chinese people have immense confidence in Huang Tao's strength. He is a ruthless man who once fought against death, and the danger of that battle was far greater than this one. They believe Huang Tao can win easily.

The Imperial Advisor leaned closer to the Great Sage and asked in a low voice, "Who is that...?"

The Great Sage nodded and explained, "Yes, it is Senior Lanhe, a being who once dominated an era."

"It really is him!" the Imperial Advisor exclaimed in surprise. Lan He's special abilities were not currently visible, so even the Imperial Advisor did not recognize him at first glance.

--blue

It is a noble family in the Odyssey Empire. The family head was the Grand Duke at the time, but unfortunately, the family has declined. Lan Hai and Lan Ya are his descendants.

In terms of seniority, Lan Ya is many times more senior than Lan Hai.

"This is getting interesting. His special ability is also wind. I wonder if the title of Wind God will change hands after this battle?"

The Imperial Advisor chuckled sinisterly.

Meanwhile, the battle between Huang Tao and Lan He had reached a fever pitch.

Unable to find Lan He after a long delay, Huang Tao dispelled the overwhelming tornado and swaggered outside.

Undoubtedly, this provoked Lan He's frenzied attacks. Huang Tao himself dodged several times with graceful movements, occasionally using wind blades to slash horizontally. The battle between the two sides was extremely fierce.

Before long, the decisive moment arrived for both sides.

Huang Tao wanted to conserve as much energy as possible for the next battle, while Lan He, facing such a powerful and vigorous opponent, was also running out of energy. Both sides were of one mind and wanted to decide the outcome in a short time.

"drink--!"

With a soft shout, a roar of fury from the heavens was formed under the control of the wind element, and the terrifying sound waves shattered the rubble on the ground into dust.

"Cough cough..."

The old man coughed lightly, his voice not loud, but enough to offset Huang Tao's soft shout. Then, with a flick of his hand, he took a step forward and disappeared.

The space in front of Huang Tao was torn open again in the next instant, and a sharp feeling shot out from it.

This change was quite significant. Huang Tao was surprised to find that the other party's methods were actually somewhat similar to his own!

Huang Tao conjured several wind barriers in front of him to block the oncoming attack, and then a chilling killing intent came from his left.

He swiftly raised his hands in a gesture of support, and with a gust of wind beneath his feet, countless spiral marks appeared on the spot, instantly forming a towering tornado that swept him and Lan He high into the sky.

It seems that the outcome is already decided.

Inside the tornado, it's like being in one's own territory; the opponent will inevitably be at a disadvantage, and their actions will be severely hampered.

Sure enough, a few breaths later, Lan He's figure was swept into the tornado, losing his ability to move. He was squeezed by the wind pressure and could not move, and his defeat was already foreseeable.

However, in the next moment, the trajectory of Lan He being swept up by the tornado suddenly changed slightly, almost imperceptibly. It was this tiny change that caused his trajectory to subtly shift, and he was now hurtling towards Huang Tao at an incredible speed.

The change was so subtle that Huang Tao didn't notice it in time. By the time he came to his senses, the sharp sensation had already cut through his skin.

Huang Tao roared, creating boundless sound waves in an attempt to buy himself some time. The tornado's trajectory changed, converging in his hand and condensing into a huge ball of wind pressure, blocking the two of them.

boom! boom! boom!

After several deafening explosions, the tornado dissipated, and Huang Tao and Lan He were sent flying backwards. Both of them coughed up a mouthful of blood. A hole was pierced in the lower part of Huang Tao's right shoulder, and blood splattered out.

However, Huang Tao still laughed heartily.

"You lost."

"..." Lan He's body slowly shrank, gradually melting into a pool of liquid. "What a pity. If I were ten years younger, you would be the one who loses today."

"Heh, who knows? Without your current corruption, you wouldn't have such a mastery of concealment."

Huang Tao sneered and turned away. He was seriously injured and could no longer fight, so he had to let someone else take his place.

This result surprised many people. Huang Tao's strength is obvious to all, but he was still defeated by a half-crippled opponent and lost his ability to fight. Although the opponent also paid the price with his life, from a comprehensive point of view, Huang Tao undoubtedly suffered a huge loss.