Chen Jun

Chapter 1071: 326: The Final Outbreak of War (Part 2)

Chapter 1071: Chapter 326: The Final Outbreak of War (Part 2)

The Bodhisattva Guanyin sighed.

Everyone fell silent. This Haotian God is indeed terrifyingly formidable.

It’s no wonder the Bodhisattva Guanyin sighed; upon hearing, they couldn’t help but feel heavy-hearted.

“Just an old stick, nothing to worry about. If we can kill the Jade Emperor’s avatar, we can kill his true form too. Sooner or later, we’ll take him down.”

Sun Wukong grinned.

At that moment, a violent disturbance erupted between heaven and earth.

A cold, ascending sword light—aura of Guangcheng.

Before him, a golden Great Sun appeared, overwhelmingly powerful.

The Sun Mother was currently in a fierce battle with Guangcheng, their powerful Qi shaking the entire Three Realms.

“They’re fighting.”

Sun Wukong was somewhat surprised.

This Guangcheng truly has a fiery temper, engaging in battle at the slightest provocation.

Sun Wukong’s eyes flickered slightly, sensing other auras as well.

Vaguely, the aura of the Elder Lord was leaking out; he was engaged in battle too.

Sun Wukong’s Eyes of Golden Flame gleamed as he focused his sight, finally seeing clearly who was fighting.

The Elder Lord was in combat with Emperor Jun and his peers.

Emperor Jun and Eastern Emperor Tai Yi were besieging the Elder Lord alone.

They were quite dominant, unleashing a world-destroying might with mere gestures.

Their duel was no longer just a clash of divine skills; it involved rules.

Even Sun Wukong found it somewhat inscrutable, the disparity too vast.

It was evident that the Elder Lord looked somber, fighting was no easy feat.

Both were nearing his battle strength, being the strongest throughout the ages apart from the Three Pure Ones. Their joint battle, even for the Three Pure Ones, couldn’t be taken lightly, lest they risk capsizing.

The Elder Lord was true to his word, he had truly made a move.

Sun Wukong was eager to try, wondering if he could withstand a few moves from such a powerful entity as the Heavenly Emperor.

He wanted badly to join the fray but ultimately restrained his impulse.

Without becoming Supreme, without becoming Sub-Paramount, it’s best not to partake in such level battles.

Participation akin to suicide was inadvisable.

“What are you looking at?”

Jie asked suspiciously.

He looked in Sun Wukong’s direction but saw nothing.

“The Elder Lord is battling Emperor Jun and his peers.”

At these words, everyone was astonished.

They all looked in Sun Wukong’s direction but saw nothing.

Even the Bodhisattva Guanyin, with her wisdom eye, saw nothing.

“Without the Eyes of Golden Flame, you can’t see. Even my Old Sun can only barely glimpse some images. They must be deliberately hiding it, not wanting anyone to see.”

Sun Wukong explained.

Everyone realized.

That had to be the reason; otherwise, it couldn’t possibly be unseen by them all.

If the Elder Lord and his peers were deliberately concealing it, naturally it would be invisible.

At this thought, they could only envy Sun Wukong.

The Eyes of Golden Flame truly deserved its reputation as a top-tier pupil technique in the Three Realms.

“They’re not fighting anymore.”

Sun Wukong showed a change in expression.

The Elder Lord and Emperor Jun ceased battling.

They stopped fighting and instead appeared to be discussing something.

Subsequently, as if having reached an agreement, they left separately.

But the battle on the Western Continent had not ended.

The fight between Guangcheng and Xihe had reached a fever pitch.

Their mana exploded to its limits, the ten suns endlessly assaulting Guangcheng, forcing him to retreat.

Guangcheng was furious, continually erupting mana, with sword light soaring to the skies, each sword Qi as massive as a mountain ridge.

Thousands upon thousands of sword Qi descended, blocking Xihe’s attacks.

Boom.

In the next moment, the ten suns were shattered.

Xihe was engulfed by the sword light.

But soon, Xihe reappeared, the ten suns merged, propelled by her to suppress onward.

Above the Vault of Heaven, the sun star shone brilliantly, resonating with the Great Sun in her hand, unleashing dreadful divine ability.

Guangcheng looked solemn, his battle sword glowing; behind him, a colossal sword light emerged, reaching the Nine Heavens.

In the next moment, the sword toppled, descending, like the collapse of a Heaven Pillar, towards Xihe to annihilate her.

Boom.

Between them erupted a blinding radiance, tens of thousands wailing as if everything was about to shatter.

The sun, moon, and stars lost their light; heaven and earth lost their colors; every being trembled as if doomsday was approaching.

No one expected such intense turbulence from their clash.

Neither Xihe oppressed Guangcheng, nor did Guangcheng suppress Xihe.

Staring at each other, cold glint flickered in their eyes.

“The Sun Mother is formidable; this battle was a liberating experience for Guangcheng.”

Guangcheng laughed.

His voice echoed throughout the Three Realms, respectfully addressing Xihe as the Sun Mother.

Xihe smiled faintly, “You are indeed worthy as a disciple of the Elder Lord, truly powerful. If I were to try to kill you, I might suffer serious injuries myself.”

Her meaning was clear: she could kill Guangcheng, but it would result in her being injured.

Not fighting anymore was not due to her inability to kill Guangcheng, but merely avoiding self-inflicted serious injuries.

Guangcheng smiled lightly, not disputing but adding, “Guangcheng naturally is not the Sun Mother’s match. After all, Guangcheng is merely a living being of the Human Race of later generations, not even a fraction of the years of the Sun Mother. If I could win against the Sun Mother, that would be strange.”

At this, Xihe’s face turned somewhat dark.

It was indirectly saying she was old, even accusing her of bullying the young.

Thinking this, Xihe flashed a cold glint toward Guangcheng.

However, Guangcheng remained unbothered, smiling widely.

“If the Heavenly Court withdraws from the Western Continent, we only want control of one continent for now. If the Heavenly Court cannot even consider this, we’ll be forced to fight.”

Xihe said coldly, disinclined to discuss anything else.

For now, their aim was merely to occupy a single continent, to consolidate their hold before gradually seizing the Three Realms.

The ultimate goal remained the obliteration of the Three Pure Ones.

“Impossible.”

Guangcheng firmly refused, stating calmly, “Before my arrival, Ziwei had already made his stance clear: not an inch will be ceded. The Western Continent will not be yielded to you. If the Sun Mother wants to live quietly in the Three Realms, stop thinking about these things and stay where you were. Now, the one ruling the Three Realms is the Great Emperor Ziwei, not you.”

“So, the Heavenly Court refuses to concede?”

Xihe’s eyes flashed coldly.

“Indeed.”

Guangcheng answered without hesitation.

Xihe sneered, “Since you’re unwilling to offer, we will just have to take it ourselves.”

She waved her hand, and the formidable warriors behind her erupted with astonishing battle intent.

“Are you afraid of you?”

Guangcheng raised an eyebrow.

With his words, Zhunti and others also released powerful auras.

Simultaneously, the Eastern King stepped forward, Qi circulating strongly, causing Xihe and others to narrow their pupils slightly.

Xihe could naturally sense that the other was a powerhouse akin to Emperor Jun.

She narrowed her pupils slightly; although unaware of why Emperor Jun and his peers had yet to appear, Xihe understood this battle was inevitable.

Retreating now would leave their side utterly demoralized.

Moreover, trying to recruit other strongmen within the Three Realms would become very difficult.

After all, if they retreated from the Heavenly Court, how could they face the Three Pure Ones?

In this way, the strong of the Three Realms would lose faith in them.

With this realization, Xihe’s eyes turned cold, and she directly gave the order.

“Kill.”

Behind Xihe, a throng of powerful beings emerged darkly, charging toward the Heavenly Court’s army.

“Brothers, follow me to kill.”

Tianpeng’s eyes turned cold, and he shouted.

Five hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers and Generals formed up, advancing in a great formation with him at the lead.

Zhunti and others had no choice; this was the result they least wanted to see, yet it happened.

Now, they could only charge together, confronting Xihe and her forces head-on.