"Arrogant fool! Humans are the spirits of all things, able to command all paths. Since your mouth says you don't accept it, today I'll beat you down and tighten your pants."
Long Chen howled to the sky, his long hair flying, and with full firepower, he descended upon the mortal world like a purple-blood battle body.
"What do you mean?" Moluo Amano shouted loudly.
"So I don't have to beat your crap out. I'm not afraid of red blood, but I don't want to see anything yellow." Long Chen shouted.
"I... I'll kill you. Moluo
Tianye suddenly went berserk, black tides surging behind him. Like a world-destroying demon king, he wielded a long staff, carrying the afterglow of ten thousand miles, smashing down toward Long Chen. This strike unleashed the power of the entire tide, capable of destroying all things.
"I'll beat you to death."
Long Chen was not to be outdone. He retorted, and the Minghong Blade roared. Stars swirled on the blade, infusing the power of the stars into it. The blade let out an excited howl, like a bloodthirsty beast smelling fresh blood.
"Boom!"
Purple and black merged together. The two collided fiercely, shattering the void, turning heaven and earth upside down. No sun, moon, or stars could be seen in the world, and all that remained was a dark world where purple and black fused together.
After the earth-shattering "Death"
collision, the two shouted at the same time and launched a frenzied attack.
"Boom boom boom...
The two didn't back down an inch, attacking fiercely, as if anyone who gave back even a single point would be a huge humiliation.
This was no longer a battle between two people, but a contest of honor between the strongest members of two races. At this point, life no longer mattered—no one could afford to lose. One was the peerless prodigy of the Moluo clan, the other a peerless human powerhouse, like two comets colliding wildly.
Each strike shattered mountains and rivers, every move changed the color of heaven and earth. The death ripples formed by their battle affected the entire Moluo Star Domain, as if the apocalypse had arrived—this was a true battle of apocalypse.
"How can this Moluo Tianye be so terrifying? If the Moluo clan had such existences before, we would have been wiped out long ago. The ancestor of Qianyuan Sect looked at the world collapsing in the distance, his face full of terror.
This Moluo Tianye was truly a terrifying monster. His power suppressed the Heavenly Dao, and under this power, their armor would be greatly weakened. After all, part of the armor's power came from themselves, and partly from the Heavenly Dao.
"Rumor has it that the Moluo clan has over three thousand royal clans. If a super strong person emerges from each royal family, they are sent to the trial grounds to accumulate battle merits.
Every hundred thousand years, the Moluo clan holds a Supreme Grand Assembly. It is said that among the more than three thousand royal families, sixteen Supreme experts compete for the position of the final successor to the Moluo Emperor.
Moluo Tianye had previously said he was here for a trial, which meant his coming here was nothing more than a trial.
Those qualified for the trial must be the supreme seedlings of the Moluo clan. It's said that when Xia Guhong ventured into the Demon Realm, he slew three supreme-level experts of the Moluo clan.
Rumor has it that Xia Guhong fought three opponents alone, killing one, one crippled, and one escaped. However, he paid a terrifying price himself; after returning from the demon realm, he was almost half alive.
However, only Xia Guhong and a few of his close associates witnessed that battle, but after they returned, they all withdrew from public life, and no one knew the details of that battle.
At the time, many people thought it was just a rumor, but if you look at the terrifying Moluo Tianye, you should understand why even the mighty Xia Guhong in his days nearly lost his life. Xue Yifan gazed at the distant void that kept fading away, unable to help but sigh.
"Brother Yifan, I used to look down on you, thinking you were just a sly old fox. Among the nine great powerhouses, you were the least useful.
Now I admit, I misjudged. Among the nine great powerhouses, I am actually the least useless.
Maybe only you have the ability to keep such talent. Otherwise, our Moluo Star Domain would be completely doomed. Damn, that slap was really good. "The ancestor of Qianyuan Sect said.
As for Long Chen slapping him and beheading him, the ancestor of Qianyuan Sect felt no resentment at this moment; instead, he felt he deserved to be hit.
"Brother Tianxiang, we really admire your magnanimity. For us old brothers to witness this battle and see hope for the rise of humanity—heh, even if these old bones are buried here today, I can still face our ancestors with a smile." An elder at the half-step Divine Venerable realm chuckled, his tone full of satisfaction.
Because at this moment, more than 300,000 Galaxy Warriors were fighting bravely and fearlessly. As long as the human race could survive this ordeal, they believed that when these Star River Warriors grew stronger, they would do even better than they did.
"Every generation produces new talents, and a new generation replaces the old. Although it's a bit painful, I have to admit, Dean Yifan is right—we are only witnesses."
Our Moluo Star Domain is truly lucky. Back then, Xia Guhong led us into battles across the land, and now Dean Long Chen has turned the tide for us.
I believe that even without us, humanity will enter a period of lasting peace and stability. Xue Yifan looked at everyone and chuckled.
The elders exchanged glances, then suddenly burst into loud laughter, their laughter full of boldness.
"Kill"
Guo Ran and the others led the Galaxy Warriors, acting as the spearheads on the battlefield, continuously breaking the enemy's offensive. At this moment, they were covered in blood, their armor wrapped in thick blood, barely revealing its original form.
Guo Ran and the others were numb to killing. Right now, they had only one thought: to keep chopping as hard as they wanted. As long as they didn't die, they'd keep chopping until no one else could strike.
But such intense combat was a tremendous burden for them, especially for the Star River Warriors. They had never participated in such a terrifying war before. The mental and physical pressure was immense. After less than half an hour of fighting, they were already exhausted, yet they were still barely holding on.
And the formation they had trained for wasn't particularly effective, especially after some Star Warriors had died, making the formation noticeably incomplete.
There was no other way—the training was too rushed. You have to understand, the reason the Dragonblood Legion was able to work together as one was because they had forged a tacit understanding after countless battles.
Having an army of 360,000 mobilize for ten days to go to war is simply impossible. To achieve this level is already quite impressive.
Although Guo Ran was the commander-in-chief, because there were too many strong enemies, he had to select the strongest to strike to avoid greater casualties among the Galaxy Warriors. He also had little time to command the troops, so the pressure on the Galaxy Legion was immense, their formation chaotic, and the number of casualties kept rising. Out of 360,000 Star River Warriors, more than 40,000 had already died.
The only thing that comforted Guo Ran was that the Galaxy Warriors were true warriors—not a single one retreated. Though exhausted, they still fought to the death.
The Galaxy Warriors also knew they were the main force on the battlefield. They could not retreat, because behind them lay the city, and inside the city were their parents and loved ones. If they retreated, it meant their parents and loved ones would die under the bloody maw of the demon clan. Their only choice was to fight to the death.
"Puff puff puff..."
Suddenly, divine light poured down, sword energy soared to the sky, and the Mo Luo clan powerhouses in front of Guo Ran and the others fell in droves.
"Dear Director, you ...."
Guo Ran and the others were shocked—it was Xue Yifan, the ancestor of Qianyuan Sect, and other senior powerhouses charging in.