All the ninth-tier experts in the Lower Ten Lands had prepared for the coming Million Calamity.
They had prepared all sorts of contingencies and means to deal with the Million Calamity.
Their intentions were good.
But when the Million Calamity truly arrived, their trump cards melted away like snow in the blazing sun.
It was useless.
In the face of absolute power, all means were futile.
The Upper Nine Heavens... were too strong.
The Master of Cold Abyss initially planned to perish together with the enemy.
...
The enemy's power was despair-inducing.
The Heart of the Earth Stone had begun to burn. Though it wasn't the optimal time, they hoped to take a few with them.
Though they all knew that after death, their physical bodies, as well as their remaining Dao power, would become the source for Blood Pills.
A nightmarish destiny.
Until a streak of sword light tore through the dim sky, igniting hope in everyone's hearts.
A sword came from the west, shattering the heavens.
"Stop."
The Dao King and Master of Yi Tian simultaneously shouted at the Master of Cold Abyss.
"..."
The Master of Cold Abyss did not heed their words and cease the self-detonation meant to achieve a mutual destruction.
The Heart of the Earth Stone continued to burn slowly, but its speed had considerably reduced.
She was waiting... waiting for hope.
If all else failed, she would still detonate the Cold Abyss and perish with the enemy.
The Dao King and Master of Yi Tian understood the Master of Cold Abyss's intentions and said nothing.
They too were waiting for hope.
"Dao Master."
An eighth-tier expert approached the Master of Yi Tian. "Shall we fight our way out?"
"Not yet."
Yi Tian made his choice.
Now was not the time to act.
Hope was still insufficient.
...
Zheng Zheng Zheng.
The sword that flew from beyond the heavens attracted myriad sword intents.
Endless power surged into this sword, and the roars of the five Dao Spirits shook the chaos.
Boom.
The Ten-Grasping-Clouds Sword descended.
Its target was clear: the Master of Tumbling Clouds.
All million Blood Pills exploded, revealing the Master of Tumbling Clouds who was presiding over the sky.
The destined pair's gazes met.
Both sensed a drawing, kindred power from the other.
"Divine weapon."
The Master of Tumbling Clouds also understood.
The youth who had arrived possessed a divine weapon.
"Rise."
The Master of Tumbling Clouds raised his hand.
The Nine Heavens Cloud Sea was ripped down, transforming into a cloud dragon that slammed into the sword from beyond the heavens.
A tremendous roar echoed through the heavens and earth, the cloud dragon shattered, and the sword was stopped.
The two destined enemies stared at each other.
"Heh."
A devilish grin spread across Chen Fan's lips. "Old man, you took something of this City Lord's. Will you hand it over yourself, or will this City Lord take it personally?"
The divine weapon, Chen Fan had already claimed it as his own.
It belonged to him.
The greed in the Master of Tumbling Clouds' eyes was suppressed as he calmly spoke, "Chen Fan, City Lord Chen, I have heard of your name. It is not bad."
"Offer up the divine weapon and submit to this Heavenly Master, and I shall spare your life."
Their gazes locked.
"You had a chance, but you didn't cherish it."
Chen Fan shook his head. The Ten-Grasping-Clouds Sword trembled, eager to taste blood.
Chen Fan continued, "Since you don't cherish it, I shall take it myself. You people will be buried with the beings of the Eighth Land."
Boom!
As soon as the words fell, powerful and unparalleled auras surged from behind.
The army had arrived.
All the Great Emperor realm powerhouses from the Ninth and Tenth Lands had entered the Eighth Land with force.
"Haha."
The first sound to break through was the defiant laughter of Old Demon Chu.
It was somewhat irritating, but undeniably, this laughter brought a sense of peace.
He was always so full of fighting spirit.
It was as if nothing in this chaos could ever instill fear in him.
This was Old Demon Chu.
"Come, let's fight, haha..." His laughter echoed through the heavens and earth.
Boom.
Two towering demonic flames surged.
Zhan and Old Demon Chu charged forward with all their might, arriving right after Chen Fan.
The terrifying demonic might suppressed all other auras.
The battle of demons, dominating the world.
Two demonic dragons roared to the heavens, shrieking as they arrived.
A Immortal Gold great staff smashed through the demonic energy, catching up to the two demonic experts.
"We can't let you hog all the glory." The Immortal Emperor broke through the void and arrived.
Though he was only eighth-tier, the three hundred and sixty light clusters on his body shone with boundless divine might as he attacked.
At the eighth-tier, he infiltrated the ninth-tier battlefield.
Boom.
The heavens and earth shook.
The battle immediately commenced.
...
In the Cold Abyss.
The moment Old Demon Chu and the others appeared, the eyes of the Dao King and Master of Yi Tian lit up.
They had arrived.
The reinforcements, they had all arrived.
Hum!
At this moment, the Dao King's voice resonated through the Cold Abyss: "Everyone, out of the abyss, fight..."
With the arrival of the reinforcements, they saw hope.
The scene predicted by their divination had appeared.
Their only chance.
Boom.
The Cold Abyss churned, and three ninth-tier experts charged out in unison.
Behind them followed the powerhouses of the Eighth Land, who had been stifled and driven to the brink of madness.
The battle erupted instantly.
The Yi Tian Chessboard flew out of the Cold Abyss first. The Master of Yi Tian sat upon it, like an immortal spirit. With a wave of his hand, he plucked stars from the sky, gently grabbing a star that existed in the deep void.
He exerted force with his palm and gently crushed the star.
"Mmm!"
Among the Upper Nine Heavens experts, a ninth-tier expert's expression suddenly changed.
The Dao within his body instantly became turbulent.
"Yi Tian."
A tall figure looked up, his gaze ice-cold as he stared at the Master of Yi Tian.
Boom.
A radiant sun descended.
The Lord of Light, with supreme divine might, seized the opportunity to suppress the enemy.
His Light God Fist shattered the chaos, and with a surge of momentum, he directly smashed the tall man's physical body.
"Light."
The River of Dao opened.
The fallen tall man emerged from it, his eyes blazing as he stared intently at the Lord of Light.
He was not dead, but he was injured, and not lightly.
"I will kill you." The tall man roared in fury.
"Kill."
The Lord of Light had no time for pleasantries.
This was already a battle to the death, where it was either you die or I die. Any more words were useless.
Rumbling.
The two ninth-tier experts fought a fierce battle.
Soon, they moved away from the center of the battlefield, fighting their way into the distance.
The Master of Yi Tian raised his hand and conjured another star, intending to crush it.
"Ch."
Suddenly, a long sword burning with ice and fire twin snakes appeared above the Master of Yi Tian's head.
It was abrupt, silent.
This strike had actually bypassed the Master of Yi Tian's perception.
With a shift in his expression, the Master of Yi Tian had no time to resist and could only retreat.
Boom!
The water and fire long sword struck the Yi Tian Chessboard.
The chessboard was immediately sent flying backward, a faint crack appearing on its surface.
"Hiss."
The Master of Yi Tian winced in pain.
He summoned the Yi Tian Chessboard back and casually erased the superficial cracks. However, the internal damage remained.
This was his Dao-affirming imperial weapon, and it had almost been destroyed.
Zheng Zheng.
The long sword entwined with water and fire twin snakes swept toward him.
The Master of Yi Tian had no choice but to counterattack.
"Hmph."
A cold snort, filled with extreme coldness, came from the enemy. "Let's see how you use the Dao of Yi Tian now."
The Dao of Yi Tian was supreme in assistance.
But now, the enemy gave him no opportunity to assist, engaging him directly in a head-on battle.
"..."
The Master of Yi Tian remained silent, countering with all his might.
His gaze swept around, but ultimately, he could only withdraw his attention and engage in a back-and-forth struggle with the enemy.
Everyone had their opponents, and no one could come to help him escape the battlefield to provide assistance.