Combat is everywhere.
The battles in the Tenth Dimension were raging.
Besides the three most colossal rifts, ordinary fissures were also expanding.
These fissures required others to resolve.
The Five Directional Thunder Emperors, Golden Crow, Zhao Kai, Xi Qiu... and others, everyone was in battle.
All the Great Emperors were fighting.
"Come."
Xi Qiu and Zhao Kai joined forces, summoning the power of the world.
The current Realm of Life and Death was still a seventh-tier great world, yet the power it contained was astonishingly vast.
Boom.
The Dao of Life and Death surged out from within the world, transforming into two long dragons that burrowed into their bodies.
With their combat power greatly amplified, the two unleashed their full might. With a series of rumbling sounds, they finally shattered the rift, which began to heal.
"Hoo."
The two were also utterly exhausted.
After gasping for breath for a moment, they turned and plunged into other battlefields.
The combined might of these two in life-and-death combat was formidable.
On the other side, the Azure Emperor, Black Emperor... and other Great Emperors who emerged from the Immortal Realm were also engaged.
Li Tian, Rat Burrowing Through the Sky... and others, all fought to the death.
To survive.
For the struggle of the Dao.
At this moment, no one could escape.
In this moment of unity, there was no room for luck.
"Boom."
Suddenly, another massive rift, stretching ten thousand zhang, appeared.
Swish.
Instantly, all eyes were drawn to it.
In those eyes, there was only despair and unwillingness.
A brush slowly emerged from the rift, pointing in all directions.
"It's over."
On their side, there were no more ninth-tier beings.
Who could have imagined that there would be four such colossal rifts?
Zhao Kai's eyes bulged with rage, his roar instantly echoing through heaven and earth: "Demon Butterfly, Phoenix Lord, Golden Crow, Big Head, come help... all seventh-tiers of the Realm of Life and Death, charge with me, today... a fight to the death..."
"A fight to the death."
Boom.
Without hesitation.
Lu Qi, a young woman who emerged from the Realm of Life and Death.
For many years, the Young Mistress who cultivated the Great Dao of Return and Assimilation had not chosen a companion, even though countless pursued her, she remained unmoved.
In her heart, a towering figure occupied her every thought.
She had become a Great Emperor, a seventh-tier Great Emperor.
In this great war, she could only fight on the fringes, not out of fear of death, but because she would be in the way.
Yet, at this moment, facing the call of the World Lord, she stepped forward without hesitation.
The wind howled fiercely.
But her heart was warm.
Casting one last glance towards the Ninth Dimension, her admiration spread like an ocean: "City Lord, I cannot accompany you further. My only regret is that I cannot see you one last time before I die."
The murmurs echoed only in her heart.
No one could hear her inner thoughts, only herself.
"Boom."
Beside her, Emperor Yu transformed into a radiant sun and soared into the sky.
Lu Qi withdrew her gaze, her eyes hardening with resolve, and charged into the sky without hesitation, ready to face death.
The Realm of Life and Death fought towards death.
"Screech."
The Phoenix Lord of today no longer harbored the hatred of the past.
Facing the summons of the Realm of Life and Death, she let out a resolute cry: "Chaos Tribe, all Great Emperors who have not yet fought, follow your World Lord... fight to the death."
Boom.
A torrent of chaotic beasts charged into the sky.
If your Realm of Life and Death can gamble with everyone, can my Chaos Tribe not?
The Chaos Tribe fought fearlessly, for the survival of their race.
Rumble.
Heaven and earth trembled.
Countless figures charged towards the brush that commanded the world.
"You court death."
The voice emanating from the brush was cold and arrogant.
With a single stroke, it carved a scar across the heavens.
The void was rent asunder, the Dao marks spread forward, and killing intent dispersed in all directions.
All who were enveloped by the Dao marks developed a fissure on their bodies. In the next moment... with a 'bang,' their physical bodies collapsed, and their Daos crumbled.
"Roar."
However, they were not afraid of death.
Even in death, they charged towards the rift with bloodshot eyes, and with roars of laughter, self-destructed.
Boom, boom, boom.
Self-destruction.
The rift trembled under the impact.
Yet the hand holding the brush remained still.
"Kill!"
Zhao Kai and Xi Qiu led the charge.
Tears of blood streamed from Xi Qiu's eyes: "Brothers, slow down, I'll join you shortly."
Their blood boiled.
Everyone's eyes were red, preparing to welcome death.
...
This scene made the Dragon King roar, and the Dao Master Ping Xi's eyes redden.
Dao Master Ping Xi glanced at his subordinates, each of them fighting to the death against the rifts that appeared after he took over.
They were not reckless.
There were more rifts awaiting their attention.
They could not go to help, and could only watch as the powerhouses of the Realm of Life and Death and the Chaos Tribe met their demise.
"Hmph."
The person behind the brush clearly grew angry: "A bunch of ants, all of you will die."
"Charge!"
Threats were useless.
If threats worked, what would be the use of the wolf-like spirit the Realm of Life and Death had cultivated over the years?
"Haha."
Rat Burrowing Through the Sky, that timid fellow, had also become fearless.
He laughed heartily, leaping through space to charge forward: "I'll wait for you below. When the City Lord returns, he will surely avenge us, haha..."
"No need to wait."
A voice suddenly rang out.
This voice was so familiar, like the sound of heaven itself, causing everyone to turn back simultaneously.
The charging figures stopped.
Be it the Realm of Life and Death or the Chaos Tribe, all looked in the direction of the voice.
A youth in black robes, descended from the sky.
With every step he took, a sword of the Great Dao would appear beneath his feet, trailing his form.
When he lifted his foot, the sword beneath did not vanish but soared into the sky.
Bang, bang, bang.
Small void rifts were continuously pierced and broken by the divine swords that rose from beneath his feet.
Like bubbles, they burst one after another.
Effortlessly and with grace.
"City Lord."
Cheers erupted like a tsunami.
Whether it was the people of the Realm of Life and Death or the Chaos Tribe.
Everyone cheered, not because they no longer had to die, but because... they saw hope.
Chen Fan gently pointed his hand forward.
Boom.
The River of Life and Death instantly appeared.
Those who had just perished emerged from the River of Life, their dazed expressions quickly vanishing, and then they joined the cheering masses.
"We're finally back," Dao Master Yin Yang sighed in relief.
He had promised City Lord Chen to guard the Tenth Dimension well. If it were breached by the enemy, death would be a small matter, but breaking his promise would be a great one.
This Dao Master valued his word above all else.
The Dragon King and the Divine Phoenix also breathed a sigh of relief.
For some reason, they just believed in this youth, believing that wherever he appeared, the tide of battle could be turned.
"No need to rush to die."
Chen Fan's face held a calm smile. "In the future, this City Lord will be ascending to the Nine Heavens. If you die too early, will I have to fight them alone?"
His casual tone made everyone laugh.
"Haha, the City Lord is right, we'll storm the Nine Heavens together then!"
"The City Lord will be responsible for killing, and we brothers will be responsible for waving the banners..."
"Without my Realm of Life and Death, how lonely would the Nine Heavens and Ten Dimensions be..."
"..."
The crowd chatted merrily, each saying their piece.
The sorrow of moments ago was gone.
The rapid shift in emotions was astonishing, yet the atmosphere became more fervent.
The City Lord's return was their greatest confidence.
Listening to the familiar voices, Chen Fan also felt a heartfelt satisfaction.
He sighed slightly, looked at the brush, and said, "You want to kill my brothers, Chen Fan, did you ask me first?"
The word "brothers" sent a surge of killing intent.