Boom.
The first to erupt in battle were the Lord of Light and the Dao Master of Yin Yang.
The long river of Yin Yang stretched across the heavens and earth, contending with the light.
But this time, Yin Yang was suppressed.
"Myriad Thunder's Heavenly Draw."
The Five Directions Thunder Emperors made their move.
Five figures, transforming into divine lightning that spanned the heavens, fiercely attacked the Lord of Light.
"God said, let there be light."
The Dharmakaya of the Lord of Light pointed a finger.
The vast sea of thunder was instantly annihilated.
The Five Directions Thunder Emperors were severely wounded by a single finger.
In an instant, thousands of lights bloomed, each containing boundless killing intent.
The Dao of the Ninth Tier.
Boom.
Light exploded, and the Five Directions Thunder Emperors spat blood and were sent flying backward.
"Thousand Peaks."
Endless mountains rose.
The peaks covered the sky, overturning heaven and earth.
The bodies of the Five Directions Thunder Emperors were engulfed by the divine mountains, protected.
The divine mountains continued to surge upward, shattering myriads of divine lights.
"Yin Yang."
The Dao Master of Yin Yang roared.
His voice was like thunder, shaking the heavens and earth.
Two brilliant long spears pierced through heaven and earth, one Yin, one Yang.
Boom.
The boundless divine light was all destroyed: "Kill."
The Dao Master of Yin Yang emerged from a rainbow bridge, wielding the Yin Yang spears, and charged toward the Dao Master of Yin Yang.
"Move heaven, move earth, move the underworld..." Another great emperor soared into the sky.
Top-tier Eighth Tier.
Divine might suppressed heaven and earth, accompanied by endless roars, shattering the sky filled with brilliance.
More than fifty Eighth Tier figures soared into the sky, heading to encircle the west.
Dong.
A world-shocking Dharmakaya strode forward.
Meeting the Dao Master of Yin Yang.
"Battle."
This was the clash of two overlords.
One was the Ninth Tier Lord of Light, the other the Eighth Tier Dao Master of Yin Yang, plus dozens of times more Eighth Tier figures.
"Break."
The Lord of Light pressed down a palm, suppressing the sky.
The entire chaos was collapsing, the heavens were falling.
Boundless divine radiance poured down, repelling everyone.
Only the Dao Master of Yin Yang, bearing the greatest pressure, fought back with his twin spears.
Rumbling.
The border between the South and the West was shattered.
Neither side held back, fighting with all their might.
...
Eastern Domain.
The boundless, brilliant divine light arrived.
Two hundred great emperors descended, their divine might pressing down, causing the entire Eastern Domain to tremble.
The figure of Emperor Yuhua was among them.
"Peng Bird."
The Dragon King, accompanied by dozens of great emperors, arrived.
His gaze was extremely cold: "You, as a Chaos Beast, actually serve humans. After this battle, this King will forever brand the Peng Bird tribe into the Great Dao of the Chaos Tribe. Your Peng Bird tribe will never be able to hold its head up for eternity."
Divine might radiated.
The current Dragon King was the Lord of Chaos.
His words represented the will of chaos, something even the Chaos Demon Butterfly could not achieve.
Dragons were the lords of chaos.
Since ancient times, dragons had been the strongest chaos creatures.
At these words, the Peng Bird's expression changed drastically.
Not only the Peng Bird, but there were several other Chaos Beasts among the crowd.
They had long since surrendered to the Lord of Light.
"Hmph."
The next moment, a person stepped out.
The Peng Bird was the second most powerful figure in the West. The person who stepped out was a human great emperor.
Eighth Tier, top-tier.
His aura shook heaven and earth, with the light of the Five Elements swirling around his body.
"Yuhua."
Emperor Wuxing spoke: "In this battle, we cannot lose. History... is written by the victors."
The vanquished had no right to write history.
Emperor Yuhua pondered for a moment and nodded, "You are right."
No one wanted to be an eternal sinner.
The Dragon King had pushed him to the brink, but the victors were the West, the Lord of Light. The history of chaos would be written by him, the Peng Bird.
"Heh heh."
The Dragon King sneered: "You think you have already won?"
He was disdainful.
From his words to his expression, it was all evident.
Emperor Yuhua's eyes turned cold, and he waved his hand: "Kill."
Boom.
Over a hundred great emperors.
Their terrifying auras erupted, and the two hundred great emperors' auras shook the world: "Kill."
"Kill."
The Dragon King roared: "Fight with this King, and we will not retreat even if we die."
"We will not retreat even if we die."
On the other side...
"Kill."
Chen Fan spoke.
The moment his voice fell, he charged out first.
Behind him, Lie Tian, King Yu, and General Lei followed closely.
The Seventh Tier great emperors in the rear, with their surging fighting spirit, charged forward.
Clang.
Sword Master, holding a wooden sword, said: "Kill."
In an instant, the four directions collided.
"Slash."
The Sword Master's power was immense, his wooden sword slashing through the heavens.
A single sword tore apart heaven and earth, engulfing a Western Eighth Tier great emperor in his sword intent.
One sword, killing an Eighth Tier.
The Sword Master's ultimate strike killed an opponent of the same level instantly.
But he also paid a price, his face instantly turned pale, and the energy within his body became depleted.
"Roar."
The Dragon King roared.
His colossal dragon body suppressed all enemies.
Dozens of great emperors attacked simultaneously, causing the Dragon King's scales to shatter continuously.
But how could the Dragon King's ferocity be limited to this?
"Dragon Breath."
Dragon Breath spewed out, instantly engulfing an Eighth Tier.
That Eighth Tier great emperor fully activated his Dao power, but under the erosion of the Dragon Breath, his Dao began to collapse.
Then, a dragon claw slammed down.
Bang.
An Eighth Tier perished.
This was the power of an overlord.
In the distance, Chen Fan, who had charged into the battlefield, smiled.
"It's my turn."
The three overlords of the East: Sword Master, Dragon King, Chen Fan.
The first two had instantly killed an Eighth Tier each: "We can't let the Realm of Life and Death lose face."
Chen Fan smiled calmly.
Clang.
The Ama-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi appeared in his hand.
"Thunder Sword, Slash."
Boom.
A massive thunderous sword energy, dozens of miles long, blocked an Eighth Tier great emperor.
"Is that all?"
Emperor Meng sneered.
A trace of a smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Let me take you on a dream journey."
Buzz.
The power of the Great Dao surged, engulfing Chen Fan.
Ding.
Suddenly, Emperor Meng froze.
In that brief moment, he seemed to hear the sound of destiny being manipulated.
"Puff."
The Ama-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi slashed again.
Using the Dragon Rune Compass to stir the threads of destiny, the Ama-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi struck.
Perfect coordination.
Boom.
The third Eighth Tier perished.
Not everyone possessed the strength of Yuhua, Demon Lord, Blood Kill, and others.
Eighth Tier also had its tiers.
The comprehension of the Great Dao and the purity of energy were all standards for measuring strength.
For these great emperors who had merely barely reached the Eighth Tier, Chen Fan found it not difficult to kill them.
Three perished instantly, astonishingly fast.
But they were only three, and it was merely a corner of the battle.
On the vast battlefield, the West was jointly slaughtering the East.
"Ah..."
Screams of agony echoed through the heavens and earth.
Great emperors from the Sword Domain, the Realm of Life and Death, and the Chaos Beasts all perished.
In just an instant, more than ten Seventh Tier figures had fallen.
"Lie Tian."
Emperor Lie Tian swept across the eight directions.
Vast spatial rifts appeared, trapping three Eighth Tier figures within.
"Hmph."
Within the trapping formation, an Eighth Tier figure sneered: "Lie Tian, you've lived for a million years for nothing, to actually surrender to a mere Seventh Tier great emperor."
The other two also wore expressions of disdain.
"Lie Tian, do you think you can kill the three of us?"
"..."
Lie Tian remained silent.
All he could do was trap these three figures.
Killing them was basically impossible.
General Lei summoned the thunderous heavens, bombarding ferociously, his thunder filling the entire battlefield.
"General Lei."
A light chuckle echoed.
As the laughter faded, thunder-devouring beasts appeared.
Thunder-devouring beasts were born to feed on lightning.
This was a very special Great Dao, not very strong, but very effective in countering lightning.
The lightning dissipated.
Seeing this, King Yu surged forward, summoning corrosive rain to fall.
"Great Dao True Fire."
There were simply too many great emperors from the West. They possessed various Great Daos.
Each one seemed to have a counter- Dao specifically for them.
"Hahaha."
Peng Bird had not yet made a move.
At this moment, he was laughing heartily: "Lie Tian, King Yu, General Lei, do you really think you three can turn the tide?"
Chii.
Silver light flashed.
The Sky-Piercing Rat, which had long been hidden in overlapping space, appeared.
With flashes of silver light, it killed Seventh Tier figures one by one.
"How dare you."
Squeak squeak.
A rat, covered in treasure light, appeared.
"Treasure-Hunting Rat, is that you?" the Sky-Piercing Rat exclaimed in shock: "You have actually allied with the light?"
The two rats were very familiar with each other, and at this moment, they had chosen their sides.
"Sky-Piercing."
The Treasure-Hunting Rat, adorned with treasures, its treasure light dazzling: "A wise bird chooses its tree. Your choice is wrong. The Ninth Tier Lord of Light is the strongest. I advise you to turn back; there is still time."