"Where are the Giant Han Clan experts? All warriors follow this King into battle!"
The Giant Han King's massive hand savagely tore off a layer of burning skin from his own body. The self-inflicted cruelty made even scalps tingle. He threw his head back and roared to the heavens.
"ROOOOAR!"
The Giant Han grand elder beside him bellowed in echo. His six domineering arms pounded his chest like war drums, a savage and terrifying rhythm. He was none other than the Second Grand Elder of the Manhuang Clan.
As their fury erupted, everyone present shivered. Layer upon layer of space shattered. One after another, monstrous figures tore through the void, ferocious visages and murderous auras surging forth. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen Giant Han warriors appeared, their cultivations ranging from Ninth Revolution to Tenth Revolution.
Clearly, every single one of them was an elder of the Giant Han Clan. The strongest fighting force of one of Manhuang Star's two supreme races had finally revealed itself in full.
Leading them was a giant nearly matching the Giant Han King in size, gripping a wooden staff forged from an ancient divine tree's trunk. Though his body was aged, his presence remained towering and imposing, an aura like a raging flood.
He was the Great Grand Elder of the Giant Han Clan, Giant Han Nie. His cultivation approached peak Tenth Revolution, second only to the Giant Han King himself.
Faced with such a legion of giants, even Lan An's expression turned solemn. For a moment, it was impossible to predict which side would emerge victorious.
The Giant Han Clan had not risen to dominance through luck alone.
Seeing so many titans appear, turning the Man Hero Burial Grounds upside down and shaking heaven and earth, many onlookers paled in terror and immediately fled, afraid of being caught in the crossfire and dying as innocent bystanders when dragons fought and ants perished.
"Damn it… why hasn't Young Master emerged yet?" Sweat began to bead on Yi Lao's forehead. A swarm of giants had already surrounded him.
Though he had relied on the overwhelming might of Immortal Force to disdain all foes, that was only when facing small numbers and only in an environment rich with immortal qi to replenish his reserves.
Now, fighting on Manhuang Star, the home turf of Body Cultivators like the Giant Han, his Immortal Force was steadily depleting. He was being forced into a war of attrition.
"You barbarians truly dare to besiege this old man? Do you even know who I am?" Yi Lao's eyes bulged as he roared coldly, his voice laced with menace.
"Die!"
Unfortunately, what stood before him was the Giant Han King, who had nearly lost all reason. Without another word, his colossal body, now covered in razor-sharp bone spikes, unleashed the Giant Han Chain Punch at extreme speed.
"This old man will annihilate every last one of you!" Yi Lao's gaze flashed with killing intent. A dignified expert of the Immortal Realm could not submit to a horde of savages.
Layer upon layer of Crimson Flame Palms howled forth, smashing into the Giant Han King and forcing his enormous frame to stagger backward again and again. Clearly, Immortal Force still belonged to a higher grade altogether.
"Beat the drum!"
The Giant Han Clan's Great Grand Elder, Giant Han Nie, bellowed. Activating the clan's secret art, two more arms sprouted from his body. All six terrifying limbs gripped the wooden staff and smashed downward toward Yi Lao with full power, the scene resembling a human swatting an ant.
"Sneak attacking this old man? Are you even worthy?" Yi Lao sneered coldly. With a thought, the horsetail whisk left his hand and grew with the wind, instantly becoming as enormous as the wooden staff and lashing down with ferocious might.
BOOM!
Another section of Man Hero Burial Grounds was flattened. The graves of Manhuang Star's ancient heroes turned to rubble beneath the feet of these titans.
Giant Han Nie was forced back by the whisk, all six arms throbbing in agony. Yet he was a battle-hardened veteran. He immediately noticed Yi Lao's complexion had paled slightly. His reserves were clearly depleting. With a long mocking laugh, he charged once more.
Meanwhile, the other Giant Han grand elders did not press the attack on Yi Lao. Instead, they rapidly gathered together. A colossal object larger than a mountain was summoned forth by their combined power.
It was an indescribably massive drum, its diameter impossible to fathom. The drumhead was stretched from the hide of a Tenth-Grade ferocious beast, savage and terrifying. The body was crafted from the rarest heavenly materials.
The moment the drum appeared, layers of surrounding space shattered. The ring of gigantic grand elders surrounding it looked almost like a round table.
"Run! It's the Giant Han Heaven-Shaking Drum!"
Lan An and Wu San Niang watched in shock as several Giant Demon Clan experts, who had bravely spectated earlier, turned deathly pale the moment they saw the drum. They scattered in panic, fleeing as far from the battlefield as possible.
"We're leaving too!"
Though they didn't yet know the drum's full terror, Lan An could feel the Void Bell inside his storage ring trembling in fear, not daring to show the slightest contempt. He embraced Wu San Niang and executed Instant Shift, fleeing thousands of li away.
"Peak supreme-grade immortal treasure?" Yi Lao sucked in a cold breath. In his peak condition, he would not fear such a treasure. In his current state, this drum already posed a lethal threat.
Truly, a tiger fallen to the plains is mocked by dogs.
Never mind that when Yi Lao first descended to Manhuang Star, he casually slew a Ninth Revolution Giant Han grand elder with a wave of his hand. How awe-inspiring he had seemed.
In truth, Ninth and Tenth Revolution were incomparable, especially the Giant Han King who stood at peak Tenth Revolution with monstrous innate strength.
Yi Lao had remained undefeated only because his Immortal Force was overwhelmingly superior. Unfortunately, the longer the battle dragged on, the more he realized that relying on Immortal Force in a place like Manhuang Star was a fatal mistake.
There was not a single drop of immortal qi here for him to absorb and recover.
Yi Lao took a deep breath, swallowed a precious Immortal Recovery Pill to restore a portion of his Immortal Force, then coldly swept his gaze across the swarm of giants.
"You wish to kill this old man? Can you even afford the price?"
"Old beast! Unless we crush you to dust, the Giant Han Clan will live in shame!" The Giant Han King roared with bloodshot eyes. He could already sense the tide turning.
The Giant Han were brutal and warlike, one of the most belligerent races, yet they were not fools.
This old man was clearly from a higher realm. If they let him escape today, he might return with reinforcements tomorrow. Could the Giant Han Clan survive?
The enmity was irreconcilable. Better to go all-out and exterminate him to the last.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Amidst deafening roars, the giants used their colossal arms as drumsticks. Dozens of powerful limbs slammed relentlessly against the drumhead. A heaven-shaking, earth-shattering sound erupted.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The drumbeats were chaotic and wild, lacking technique yet carrying unimaginable destructive power. In an instant, the stone palace trembled violently. The entire Man Hero Burial Grounds turned to flying dust. Terrifying sound waves spread outward in layers.
Across Manhuang Star, the war drum echoed. Giants continued pounding with fervor. Those with weak cultivation, even tens of thousands of li away, were shaken unconscious. Some even had their heads explode on the spot.
The Giant Han Heaven-Shaking Drum was the clan-suppressing supreme treasure of the Giant Han. In ancient times, combined with the Giant Demon Clan, it nearly wiped out the entire Giant Human Clan. Its power was beyond doubt.
If Lan An's Void Bell attacked through spatial vibration, then the Giant Han Heaven-Shaking Drum struck externally and directly, crushing enemies with pure sound waves.
Lan An's entire body was cloaked in emerald-green dragon scales. He sheltered Wu San Niang in his chest, True Dragon Force forming a protective layer. Having retreated far from the battlefield, they remained unaffected.
He secretly felt fortunate for choosing to observe from afar. Otherwise, the price would have been steep.
Even outsiders could feel the drum's terror. Yi Lao, as its direct target, suffered far worse.
Dozens of Ninth to Tenth Revolution Body Cultivators unleashing a peak supreme-grade immortal treasure together created a scene beyond imagination.
Yi Lao's immortal bearing vanished. His hair stood on end, bloodshot eyes bulging as he suppressed the violent throbbing in his nerves.
The drumbeats had no effect on the Giant Han themselves. They pounded with wild excitement. The Giant Han King and Giant Han Nie pressed Yi Lao relentlessly with unending attacks.
"All of you die!"
Yi Lao was driven mad. He unleashed the Yi-grade martial skill Fire Immortal Annihilation Finger while the whisk ceaselessly repelled Giant Han Nie.
Immortal Fire gathered across the sky, yet the finger was noticeably smaller than before. His Immortal Force could no longer sustain its full power.
"Tenth Revolution Body Cultivators may lack the destructive power of True Immortal attacks, yet they can fight endlessly without Immortal Force. Every path has its own strength," Lan An concluded.
When he first fought the brocade-robed youth, he believed Immortal Cultivation would always crush Body Cultivation. Today's battle forced him to reconsider.
Body Cultivators could fight like tireless machines. Immortal Cultivators required fuel.
Each path had its own advantages.
Wu San Niang silently agreed.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The Immortal Fire condensed. Yi Lao poured all his remaining strength into pointing it toward the Giant Han King.
"Heh heh!"
Seizing the opening, Giant Han Nie changed tactics. Four arms wielded the staff defensively while the remaining two gathered power and smashed forward.
Yi Lao was forced to split his attention. Two fists could not match four hands.
He took two full-powered punches head-on.
BOOM!
Yi Lao was sent flying ten thousand li, blood spraying from his mouth.
Immortal Force was not invincible after all.
The giants laughed viciously and gave chase. Two elders hoisted the Heaven-Shaking Drum and pursued while the others continued drumming as they ran.
Space collapsed. Seas roared. Countless beings were shaken into blood mist.
The battlefield expanded endlessly.
For the first time, Lan An witnessed such a colossal battle. Battle intent surged within him as he chased after, determined to watch until the end.
Yi Lao finally stabilized himself in a barren wasteland. His expression held only boundless killing intent.
If this place had immortal qi, even ten Fire Immortal Annihilation Fingers would have sufficed.
Then, a cold voice transmitted directly into his mind.
"Old Yi. Third Young Master's clone has perished. If you cannot give a satisfactory explanation, even I cannot save you."
"Big Brother?!"
Yi Lao's face twisted in shock.
Despair flooded his heart.
"All of you die with this old man!"
He roared madly and fully unleashed his true cultivation.
A heaven-covering aura erupted.
Thunder tribulation rolled across ten thousand li.
The scene resembled the end of days.