This battle had lasted an exceptionally long time. It was originally a battle where the Sky-Slaying Clan was dominating humans, but with the intervention of prodigies like Li Qingyun, the tide of the battle gradually began to turn.
Many had already been eliminated, and the number of trial-takers still within the area was no more than a thousand.
Li Qingyun and the others were still fighting. In terms of combat endurance, Li Qingyun was the most formidable.
Whether it was his cultivation technique or his physique, he possessed extremely high recovery speed. As long as he didn't fight with his life on the line, he had virtually infinite spiritual energy!
But at this point, how could he not fight with his life on the line? He had sustained injuries.
Compared to him, the others were in a more miserable state. They were almost exhausted, and their internal spiritual energy was perpetually depleted.
"With this, the cultivators of the Seventh Realm are probably all dead?"
"What about the Eighth Realm over there? Do we need to go and help?"
Everyone followed the massive spiritual energy fluctuations with their gaze.
Beyond the high heavens, there were only the effects of exploding skies constantly emerging. The clashing figures could no longer be seen by the naked eye.
These cultivators, who were originally historical images of the Mahayana stage, did not hesitate to fly towards the sky.
There was an insurmountable chasm between the Mahayana stage and the Immortal stage. To overcome this disparity and defeat enemies, only prodigies of demonic talent could accomplish it.
But they still charged forward fearlessly. Although these were merely AI images left behind by history, seeing their unyielding spirit, they felt... this was the true battlefield!
"Let's go. At worst, it's just failure this time. But I believe that if the people we're replacing were here, they would also charge forward without hesitation, right?"
"Of course, we have to go. But, junior brother Qingyun, you're mistaken. We won't fail. This time, it will definitely be our victory!"
Wang Teng took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and roared towards the sky.
Despite being covered in wounds, he still stood like a proud, blood-colored dragon, charging towards the battlefield of the immortal-level powerhouses.
Meng Zibin spread his Golden-Winged Great Roc wings, transforming into a golden stream of light, and followed Wang Teng.
The others exchanged glances, and without any hesitation, they charged forward like moths to a flame.
"Damn it! What are you doing here? Get back quickly! You are the hope of humanity, you cannot die!"
An immortal-level powerhouse angrily berated the approaching crowd.
Wang Teng grinned and said, "You are also... the hope of humanity!"
The immortal-level powerhouse paused for a moment, then was struck by a punch from an Eighth Realm Sky-Slaying Clan member.
But at this moment, a thunderous dragon appeared before him.
It was Xiao Long, transformed into a thunder dragon. He hadn't just evolved into other forms, but the thunder dragon was his most successful evolution, already comparable to a true giant dragon.
"Clang!!!"
A deafening roar echoed through the heavens.
Xiao Long's life force rapidly dissipated under the impact of this punch.
However, the Chaos Bell within his body was also struck to its maximum extent.
In his final moments, he controlled the impacted Chaos Bell to output all its chaotic energy in reverse.
"Ah!!!"
Screams erupted. Immortal artifacts were, after all, magical artifacts used by immortal-level powerhouses.
Moreover, there were differences between immortal artifacts.
Until reaching the Immortal Emperor stage, all Immortal Kings used immortal artifacts. Even Wang Teng's Pillar of Heaven, without the augmentation of imperial intent, could only be called an immortal artifact now.
And the Chaos Bell was one of the top-tier immortal artifacts.
With the impact of this punch, the Chaos Bell was fully activated.
Terrifying power surged towards the face of the Eighth Realm Sky-Slaying Clan member. His soul momentarily detached from his body, and chaotic energy continuously tore at his physique.
But Xiao Long, who had taken this blow, had to be offline.
In his final moments, he shouted to everyone, "Take this chance and finish him off!"
Everyone's eyes widened. They knew that to inflict damage on an Eighth Realm Sky-Slaying Clan member, they had to use the full power of their immortal artifacts.
He Guangxin made the first move. The Blood Fiend Demonic Sword erupted with terrifying fiendish energy, and all the fiendish energy on the battlefield converged towards the sword in his hand.
He roared, "Awei! Xiaoxiao! Follow up!"
The tip of the sword directly pierced the Eighth Realm Sky-Slaying Clan member, who was in a state of struggle. Although it was difficult, it still pierced his body.
Fiendish energy flowed into the Eighth Realm Sky-Slaying Clan member through the sword tip.
Then, Qin Xiaoxiao, holding a hammer in one hand and an axe in the other, descended directly from the sky.
A total of three lethal weapons were unleashed upon this Eighth Realm Sky-Slaying Clan member.
Luo Xiaowei raised his long sword from a distance and then slashed down.
"Slay All Stars!"
Carrying traces of starlight, a sword intent that was as heavy as a mountain yet filled with killing intent descended.
The immortal-level cultivator also wanted to do something, but Li Qingyun rushed to him and said, "Senior, you go deal with others. We can definitely take down this guy! By breaking the balance of this highest battlefield, victory will belong to us!"
The cultivator looked at these young people. As a historical image, he could no longer distinguish who they were, nor did he even know that he was a historical image that had already been destroyed.
But he still nodded: "I understand. Victory will belong to us!"
He turned around and roared, "All humans! We will win!"
He transformed into a stream of light and killed another Eighth Realm Sky-Slaying Clan member.
The heavily injured Sky-Slaying Clan powerhouse finally managed to break free from his chaotic state. He felt his life force draining rapidly!
Qin Xiaoxiao's attacks were ruthless, directly aiming for his head.
But this guy's head was too hard, and coupled with her inability to transform again, her axe was blocked by his skull, unable to cleave further!
"Human juniors! You dare to attack me, your sins are unforgivable!!"
"Who the hell are you calling mom?"
The massive Pillar of Heaven descended from the sky, carried by Wang Teng. It smashed down from above his head.
The space itself began to collapse.
Li Qingyun extended his hands, controlling the Chaos Divine Lotus to fly above everyone's heads, emitting strands of life force that were applied to them.
Those who were already exhausted were filled with power again, and they exerted their strength once more.
Several immortal artifacts were unleashed upon this Sky-Slaying Clan member, emitting fierce light, and blood splattered continuously.
Meng Zibin took a deep breath: "We won't die anyway, so why not burn our lives!"
Boom!!
The power of various bloodlines ignited within his body and converged onto the Spear of Primordial Beginning.
He threw it like a javelin!
The spear broke through the air, heading straight for the heart of the Eighth Realm Sky-Slaying Clan member!
Everyone was stunned.
"This ruthless? Then I'm not living either!!"