He has been reincarnated through countless worlds, adorned with billions of mythological terms!

On the other side, the bald, burly man was in a state of mental turmoil due to the endlessly distorted perceptions he had been given no chance to touch even a corner of Mu Baiwei's clothes. So he decided to go around to her back and prepare to launch a sneak attack on Yun Yi.

However, as soon as he moved, Liu San blocked his way.

The giant sword, enveloped in a golden light that seemed to shatter magic, crashed down with a devastating force, powerful enough to cleave a small world in two with a single strike.

Liu San neither dodged nor avoided, but simply raised his right arm.

clang!

The giant sword struck Liu San's forearm, creating a deafening clang of metal striking metal.

The bald, burly man's pupils constricted sharply—his giant sword was specifically designed to break through energy defenses; theoretically, any energy-based barrier would be as thin as paper in its presence.

But Liu San's arm was left with only a faint white mark, which healed in the blink of an eye without even breaking the skin.

"How is that possible—"

Before he could finish speaking, Liu San's fist was already upon him.

This punch was devoid of any fancy moves; it was pure physical strength, the physical strength of a god or demon.

The bald, burly man parried with his sword.

The sword blocked the fist, but it couldn't stop the force contained within it.

That terrifying power flowed through the sword into his arms, and then spread throughout his body.

He was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing through the three layers of magical light shields laid out by the sinister man, shattering the net of fate spread out by the cloaked woman, and finally slamming hard into the flesh and mucous membrane at the edge of the Demon Prison of Blood and Flesh, before finally coming to a stop.

His arm bones shattered into dozens of pieces under that punch, a fine crack appeared on the blade of the giant sword, and the golden light of the magic-breaking technique dimmed considerably.

Liu San withdrew his fist, his silver-gray pupils calmly gazing at the remaining four authority holders.

Divine words are activated—the words spoken become reality, requiring no words; every thought automatically transforms into instructions to modify the laws of reality.

A single thought flashed through his mind: the enemy's attack should not exist.

The starlight spear that the silver-armored man thrust at him vanished into thin air three feet from his brow, leaving not a trace of energy behind, as if it had never been created.

The realm of the gods unfolds—centered on itself, the space of laws covers the entire area.

The movements of all hostile targets slowed down by tens of times at the same instant.

The sinister man's magical energy stagnated like glue within the domain, while the silent woman's soul spikes were blocked at the edge of the domain by an invisible barrier, unable to advance an inch.

Liu San threw another punch.

A simple, direct, and unpretentious punch.

The fist's energy swept across the void, encompassing all five authorized individuals within its range.

With the force of a single punch, all five men retreated.

In the void, the five privileged individuals regained their footing, looked at each other, and each of them had the same shock and resentment in their eyes.

It is immune to all attacks, can arbitrarily modify cognition, and its existence cannot even be detected by the laws of nature.

The other possesses three top-tier divine abilities of the immortal path and also has an indestructible, immortal body.

And this monster willingly calls Yun Yi "Master".

But they didn't have time to process the shock.

Because Yun Yi moved.

To be honest, Yun Yi was somewhat disappointed in his two subordinates.

It's been so long and it still hasn't been resolved; in the end, I'll have to do it myself.

He raised his hand.

The massive hand formed from billions of Yin spirits crashed down in an instant, its terrifying power engulfing all five Authority members.

Under the pressure of that attack, the five men instantly understood that taking the hit head-on would mean certain death.

They didn't hesitate to pull out the Return Crystal.

The moment I crushed it, I found myself still in the same spot.

The five people suddenly widened their eyes and looked at their hands—the Return Crystal had somehow turned into an ordinary stone.

Cognitive modification.

Undoubtedly, their perception had been altered, and they mistook an ordinary stone for a reversion crystal.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you offended the master and still want to go back? Dream on."

Mu Baiwei's ethereal voice came from all directions.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Yi's large hand slammed down.

The five privileged individuals offered no resistance and were instantly smashed to pieces.

After doing all this, Yun Yi turned his gaze back to the Flesh-Crazy Evil God.

The next instant, he lifted his foot and disappeared from the spot.

He walked step by step from the edge of the battlefield toward the flesh and blood body of the flesh-crazed evil god, his steps neither fast nor slow, treading on the void as if walking on flat ground.

The power of the domain of billions of Yin ghosts layered upon each other, and gray-white Yin energy surged and flowed around him.

With each step he took, his aura doubled.

When he took his first step, he was just an ordinary boy who had concealed his aura.

When he landed on his second step, his body was already shrouded in surging yin energy, with only a pair of dark golden pupils showing.

As he landed the third step, billions of yin energies condensed behind him into a ten-thousand-foot-tall ghostly phantom, its face identical to his, only colder, more majestic, and even less like a living person.

As he landed the fourth step, he raised his right hand, his five fingers slightly spread.

A giant gray-white hand instantly formed in the void—unlike the previous giant hand that had slowly condensed, this one formed almost in an instant, without even needing to gather power.

The giant hand descended, slamming onto the fleshy planet of the flesh-crazed evil god, instantly turning the flesh and blood within a radius of tens of millions of miles into a pulp.

The second palm strike, the third palm strike, the fourth palm strike.

The endless barrage of giant palms poured down like a storm, each one heavier, faster, and more brutal than the last.

The flesh-crazed evil god was smashed to pieces, and countless giant mouths simultaneously let out shrill screams.

He desperately urged the regeneration of flesh and blood, but the speed of regeneration could not keep up with the speed of destruction.

"Ouch—ouch ouch ouch ouch—it hurts so much—hehehe—it hurts so much—hehehehe—"

"If you don't come out soon—I'm going to be beaten to death—!!!"

The scream of the flesh-crazed evil god exploded in the void, carrying the hysteria of someone driven to the brink of despair.

As soon as he finished speaking, three deeply hidden spatial folds in the void exploded simultaneously.

Five previously empty spaces simultaneously began to ripple.

The first to appear was God. Golden holy light tore through the void, and a colossal humanoid silhouette made of pure holy light slowly rose from the crack. The silhouette was comparable to a small planet, with six pairs of wings burning with pale holy flames slowly unfolding behind it, and a halo woven from billions of holy runes floating above its head.

The True Lord that Yun Yi met ten years ago, who descended through Shen Ye's body, was merely a projection of the will of this original body; the difference between the two was no less than that between Mars and the Sun.

Following closely behind is the evil god of original sin.

The crimson flames of original sin burned silently in the void, and a tall, thin humanoid silhouette emerged from the flames.

In stark contrast to the bloated and enormous size of the Flesh-Eccentric Evil God, the original sin evil god's true form is only the size of an ordinary person, surrounded by seven constantly rotating dark red halos. Each halo emanates the original sin laws that are enough to distort the mind—pride, envy, wrath, sloth, greed, gluttony, and lust.

The seven halos overlap, forming a strange resonance of laws. Any being that gets close to it will be simultaneously injected with seven original sin desires, leading to self-destruction in the split of consciousness.

A third figure emerged from the endless darkness. It was a pure, unreflective blackness, an absolute void devoid of light, sound, heat, matter, and energy.

The Deathly Evil God, the terminator of all things, the opposite of all existence.

Wherever it passes, space and time themselves lose their vitality, becoming a state of death that cannot be perceived or utilized in any way.

A fourth figure emerged from the distorted light and shadow.

The Thousand-Faced Evil God has no fixed form; its body constantly changes its face in the void—some are human, some are beast, some are angel, some are demon, some are extinct alien races, and some are bizarre creatures that have never appeared in any world.

Every face wore a completely different expression: some cried, some laughed, some were angry, some were sad; some were calm as an ancient well, some were crazy as a storm.

Each face represents an independent personality, and countless personalities coexist within the same consciousness.

The fifth figure appeared last.

It was a mass of dark green viscous liquid seeping from a crack in the void, emitting a nauseating stench of decay, which could penetrate the depths of every living being's senses even in a vacuum through the laws of nature.

The Swamp God, the dual ruler of life and decay, has a body composed of countless organic substances that have been decaying for billions of years. Every inch it moves leaves a dark green corrosive trail in the void, and the space walls at the edge of the trail are corroded with fine holes.

Five evil gods, five true forms.

With the addition of the half-crippled Flesh-Induced Evil God, six ancient evil gods from beyond the world have now gathered on the void battlefield.

Any one of them would be enough to turn a small world into a living hell within a few days, let alone six of them working together.