Undaunted by Death

The Four Regions shook. Tianfang had returned. The foremost world of yesteryear, the overlord world—the name of the Lord of Tianfang still echoed even after a million years. This was also the only ninth-rank world still in existence in the present Chaos. It had always been there! It had never vanished. Over the course of a million years, the name Tianfang had never been forgotten. Everyone knew Tianfang existed and had considered the possibility of its revival. Today, Tianfang was back! Surge after surge of eighth-rank auras reverberated across the entirety of Tianfang. The two Emissaries of Light and Darkness, the two Emissaries of Life and Death, the Five Elements Emissaries, the two Emissaries of Yin and Yang... At this moment, the auras of emissary after emissary skyrocketed, surging straight toward the eighth rank. Tianfang was also the world among all worlds with the most complete Great Daos. There were outsiders who had entered Tianfang to pledge allegiance, as well as native powerhouses who had attained the pinnacle of the Dao. Tianfang's cultivators were numerous and mighty! Moreover, its Great Daos were incomparably complete. The Dao of Space gathered 9,999 Great Daos and was by far the strongest Great Dao. As for Time, it had after all never attained ninth-rank might. Having departed for a million years, these people had not remained idle either. All of them had been comprehending the Dao. Under the influence of a group of ninth-rank figures, they had reaped no small harvest. Now, Tianfang possessed ample energy, containing Great Dao crystallizations accumulated over a million years. In a mere instant, multiple Sovereigns were forged, either restoring their eighth rank or stepping into it. Not just one or two, but many. This was the capital behind Tianfang's revival. Why did they dare to revive in this era? Why did they dare to revive at this exact moment? Because they had enough powerhouses. Yin and Yang, Life and Death, Light and Darkness, the Five Elements—these were common Great Daos and fundamental ones. These Daos made it easier to attain mastery as powerhouses. These emissaries alone accounted for eleven eighth-rank cultivators. Furthermore, Panlong, a cultivator of the physical body Dao, had also attained the eighth rank. Eighth-rank experts alone numbered as many as twelve. Seventh-rank Sovereigns were likewise not few. Dozens had returned this time. Aside from those eighth-ranks, nearly all the others possessed seventh-rank power, and some had already reached the peak of the seventh rank. Among the eighth-ranks, the veteran figures were not weak either. Aside from the Five Elements Emissaries who were slightly weaker, the other emissaries were top-tier powerhouses, by no means weaklings even among eighth-ranks! All at once, the group's momentum soared skyward! The power of the Great Dao dispersed outward, making the entire Four Regions seem to transform into Tianfang's domain. Tianfang's Great Dao Universe also began to expand madly. A ninth-rank Great Dao Universe was inherently not confined to its native world; it could frantically blanket and expand, suppressing the heavens and earth! Star after star shone with peerless brilliance! ... On the perimeter. Long Zhan's group all felt the pressure. As the world expanded, it wildly swallowed and exhaled the surrounding Great Dao power and Chaos power. As the Great Dao Universe expanded, the suppressive might belonging to Tianfang began to spread. Cultivators within this range all sensed a threat—Tianfang's powerhouses could attack at any moment! At this moment, within the Tianfang realm, near the realm gate, a silhouette suddenly emerged, followed by another and another. The one in the lead was precisely the Light Emissary. His voice was grand, ringing out across all directions like the resonance of the Great Dao: "I am Tianfang's Light Emissary! Tianfang has always been the master of this place. All who come are guests; whether discussing the Dao or exchanging insights, we welcome you wholeheartedly! But if any scoundrel thinks Tianfang is to be trifled with, Tianfang fears no war!" The power of light radiated outward, echoing in every direction. He appeared like an incarnation of righteousness! At this moment, the Light Emissary spoke again: "The Four Regions originally belonged to the Tianfang Domain and are governed by Tianfang! Unrelated individuals, withdraw as quickly as possible. Those who do not withdraw may receive Tianfang's protection by merely paying tribute!" The moment these words fell, some seventh-rank Sovereigns in the surroundings felt somewhat reassured. Oh, paying tribute! That was nothing, then. They had feared Tianfang would wipe them out. If it was just tribute, Long Zhan had also demanded this when consolidating the Four Regions. Naturally, his requirement hadn't been high—a tenth of the Great Dao Universe's output. Now that Tianfang had returned, if their demand wasn't exorbitant, anything within thirty percent was actually acceptable to everyone. After all, whoever was boss made no difference to them; what did it have to do with them? All at once, those exceedingly anxious seventh-rank cultivators in the surroundings felt much more at ease. Long Zhan, however, was expressionless and said nothing. Tianfang's people were naturally not stupid. Right now, many high-rank worlds still existed in the Four Regions. If they aggressively attacked everywhere right from the start, it would surely provoke retaliation. But right now, with just a single sentence, those fellows would certainly not dare resist. These assimilated humans were utterly unreliable and impossible to depend upon. Around him, several other Chaos race powerhouses wore grave expressions. Surge after surge of formidable auras battered their minds. One, two... a full twelve eighth-rank auras! And the Light Emissary before them gave them an impression that was likely not inferior to an existence at the Human King's level, leaving them breathless. Could... could the Chaos race contend with this? Earlier, their blood had been boiling, but at this moment, their hearts grew cold. Even staunch supporters of Long Zhan like Black Tiger felt an instant chill. How could there be so many? In the past, Tianfang seemed to have had only several eighth-ranks. A million years later, even if they had returned, how could there be this many powerhouses? Twelve eighth-ranks! In the present Chaos, even under Huntian's faction, the directly affiliated eighth-ranks seemed to be only four or five. Of course, that was on the surface, but even if there were more in secret, there shouldn't be this many. Were ninth-rank worlds truly this terrifying? Tianfang's master hadn't even returned yet! At this moment, the Light Emissary looked toward Long Zhan, his eyes flashing slightly. Very strong. Even without exchanging blows, he could sense a bit of it. Smiling, the Light Emissary said, "You must be Long Zhan?" Long Zhan remained silent. The Light Emissary did not mind. "Before our return, the Dao Lord left word: if Fellow Daoist Long Zhan is willing to serve our Tianfang, Tianfang still lacks a Chaos Emissary!" He smiled. "Moreover, Fellow Daoist Long Zhan need not worry that the Dao Lord will play favorites. Neither the Dark Demon Emissary, the Panlong Emissary, nor I hail originally from Tianfang; we joined midway, yet today we remain completely free and unfettered! "Seas turn to mulberry fields, and all things change. In a million years, the only constant is... Tianfang endures! "Fellow Daoist is a wise man and should know what a ninth rank signifies. Chaos is vast, and the Four Regions are merely a tiny corner. If you join our Tianfang, you can achieve even greater deeds!" At this moment, Long Zhan merely looked past him toward the palace emerging in the background, looking at the boundless, churning power of the Great Dao. The Tianfang Heavenly Palace of the past. It had appeared once more. Incomparably magnificent! Even from afar, one could clearly see that newly surfaced world, resembling a celestial paradise. It felt as though they had truly returned to a million years ago. Long Zhan had actually witnessed such a scene a million years in the past. When reversing spacetime earlier, he had personally taken action. Of course, to the Light Emissary, that might have been a distant memory from long ago, but to Long Zhan, it had happened only a moment before. Just moments ago, five of them had joined hands and easily routed the group before him. Yet now, this group had become his greatest adversaries. Fate truly made fools of men. Long Zhan remained calm. "Since Tianfang departed, why return? Chaos is vast; why must you cling to this place? It has been a million years. Tianfang was absent. In a million years, across a million years of time, everything has changed..." The Light Emissary laughed. "This was Tianfang's territory to begin with. As long as the Dao Lord remains, even after hundreds of millions of years, it remains Tianfang's territory! In the end, you are merely passersby, guests lodging here. Now that the master has returned, shouldn't it be returned?" Long Zhan said nothing more, merely gazing silently at the Tianfang world. The spatial array that had perpetually enveloped Tianfang seemed to be dissipating. The array originally maintained by countless powers of the Great Dao had now seen all those Dao powers absorbed by this group. It had forged numerous powerhouses! Yet because of this, the entire array had lost its effect. Naturally, at this stage, having no array hardly mattered. Twelve eighth-ranks and nearly thirty seventh-ranks—such strength was sufficient to sweep across any faction. Moreover, these were all veteran Sovereigns, not newly ascended ones. All had received the teachings of a ninth-rank. They were not comparable to ordinary new Sovereigns either. The Light Emissary and his peers were veteran eighth-ranks from early years, far more senior than even Huntian. Their mastery over power and comprehension of the Great Dao were profound. They were by no means flimsy eighth-ranks who had suddenly gained power overnight. "Did you return solely for the Four Regions?" At this moment, Long Zhan spoke again, asking slowly, "Tianfang planned for so many years; is returning now solely for the Four Regions?" The Light Emissary laughed. "Whether it is or not is Tianfang's business and has nothing to do with you, Fellow Daoist! I only wish to ask: Fellow Daoist, will you depart, or... remain?" Long Zhan smiled faintly, saying nothing. He simply took a step forward. In an instant, the atmosphere grew tense to the extreme. Long Zhan strode through the void, his hair and temples fluttering, his face indifferent as his smile vanished. "Then let us see... if you have the qualifications!" The moment his words fell, his fist struck out! Like ten thousand dragons ascending! Dragon roars resonated across heaven and earth. The dragon fist erupted, shattering the firmament with a single blow. The Light Emissary's eyes shifted slightly. Letting out a low shout, he punched out as well. A Bright Divine Fist materialized. Some watching powerhouses paused in surprise... This... seemed identical to the Bright Light Sovereign! Could the two be related? Doubts aside, everyone was extremely tense. Long Zhan had run rampant across the Four Regions, driving away the Human King, driving away the Silver Moon King, and driving away everyone else. Now that Tianfang had returned, could he continue his overbearing dominance? *Boom!* A colossal roar echoed through heaven and earth. Near the realm gate, the Light Emissary retreated several paces, blood spilling from his lips. He was somewhat shaken. So strong! Yet he was not weak either. He had merely been knocked back and slightly wounded. Nothing too severe. The next moment, a figure appeared behind him as darkness power swept across the heavens and earth. With an eerie smile, he said, "Light, let us join hands!" "Good!" The Light Emissary wasted no words. The two joined forces, and in an instant, light and darkness fused, causing heaven to collapse and earth to crack! Fusion was simpler for Tianfang's Sovereigns, as their Daos shared the same source, originating from Tianfang. Across Tianfang's entire Great Dao Universe, the stars of light and darkness seemed to instantly fuse together. Individually, neither was Long Zhan's match, each possessing the strength of around five thousand Dao laws. Such strength made them top-tier existences even among eighth-ranks, and they were fighting on home ground—Tianfang World's home ground. Their prowess was no weaker than the Human King's had been before. Joining hands with light and darkness fusing—the Dao of two polarities—the power erupting in an instant was terrifying beyond measure. Long Zhan also let out a low roar and punched out again! *Boom!* A world-shaking blast resonated in all directions, immense destructive force sweeping through heaven and earth. Seventh-rank Sovereigns watching in the surroundings fled swiftly; those too slow exploded in an instant with a deafening rumble, their physical bodies directly pulverized. Those who dared to watch had possessed a bit of confidence, but it was destroyed in an instant. In the void, the two Emissaries of Light and Darkness each took a step back. Long Zhan stumbled slightly, his gaze turning chilly. Eighth-rank Sovereigns like Black Tiger felt an immense weight settle on their hearts. Long Zhan was an invincible existence. Yet now... he had barely managed to suppress the combined force of the two Emissaries of Light and Darkness. One had to remember that the other side still had the Emissaries of Yin and Yang, Life and Death, and the Five Elements, all capable of joining hands as well. This... left them somewhat despondent. In their eyes, Long Zhan was invincible under heaven and could even contend with Tianfang. But now... their illusion seemed shattered. Long Zhan had not lost. In a single exchange, he had suppressed the Emissaries of Light and Darkness, both of whom were five-thousand-law cultivators. Moreover, the combined force they unleashed was not inferior to that of a seven-thousand-law cultivator. Such was the Dao of two polarities. Fused together, it was boundlessly formidable. This was Tianfang's foundation. Even without a ninth rank, Tianfang's might was something others could scarcely match! Yet not losing... was already losing. He was the strongest of the Chaos race and the acknowledged strongest in the east. Today, out of twelve eighth-ranks, only two had stepped forward, yet they had held him at bay. With such strength, how could he suppress Tianfang? "Dragon Lord!" Black Tiger roared, wanting to charge forward. Within Tianfang, illusory figures emerged one after another, some cold, others amused. Long Zhan! He was indeed strong. Honestly speaking, the two Emissaries of Light and Darkness combining forces was already unbelievably powerful, yet they had still been somewhat suppressed by him. That was terrifying. No wonder the Dao Lord had given them several warnings before their departure. However... strong though he was, it had not reached an absurd degree. If two emissaries could barely suppress him, what about adding Life and Death? They could definitely suppress Long Zhan with ease! And if Yin and Yang, the Five Elements, Panlong, and the other eighth-ranks joined hands, eradicating him would be child's play. The Dao Lord had even told them to seek aid from that Time cultivator, or even Dao Chess... Now it seemed they had overestimated Long Zhan. There was no need at all; they could easily wipe him out on their own. Long Zhan said nothing, merely looking at them. After a long time, just as the Light Emissary opposite him was about to speak, Long Zhan suddenly said, "Tianfang took great pains to assimilate you all and forge a collective to counter ninth ranks!" Indeed, these people existed to fight ninth ranks! Five Elements, Life and Death, Light and Darkness were all present! If these people joined hands, they might all be able to fuse. There were even outsiders among them. Clearly, the Lord of Tianfang had not simply recruited several eighth-ranks; his ultimate objective was for these people to be able to counter ninth ranks before reaching the ninth rank themselves! That way, without the support of a spirit, under conditions where ninth ranks could not emerge, Tianfang's cultivators could still dominate heaven and earth! Just like now. Of course, at this moment, they were still slightly lacking. Truly joining hands to fight a ninth rank remained difficult. But among eighth ranks, how many could withstand their combined forces? Long Zhan, with seven thousand Dao laws and a top-tier physical body Dao, could only barely suppress two of them! The Light Emissary chuckled. "Long Zhan, you are strong! Stronger than I anticipated. Seven thousand Dao laws, combined with the formidable physical body of the dragon race—in today's world, few can block you, right? Still, do not underestimate Tianfang's heritage! As I said, the Dao Lord offers you a chance..." Long Zhan, however, revealed a faint smile. "You are very strong..." The Light Emissary frowned slightly. The next moment, Long Zhan suddenly said, "But... how could we possibly coexist in peace? The moment you returned, I already sensed it: this Chaos Dao seems to be... losing its spirituality again. You are all devouring spirituality!" Long Zhan's voice was not loud, carrying only a trace of perplexity and doubt: "Why... not nurture your own spirits? Li Hao can do it. Can you not? Can Tianfang not? Why must you devour the spirit of Chaos? If this continues, my Chaos race will sooner or later be utterly obliterated within Chaos. Why... must it be so?" The Light Emissary's brows furrowed. Indeed, they were siphoning spirituality, and Long Zhan could actually perceive it! His brows tightened, and before he could speak, someone behind him sneered, "Nurture our own spirits? How many years and months would that take? Chaos spirituality is currently feeble. If we nurture our own, by the time it matures, our lifespans might already be exhausted! Since Chaos possesses spirits, why not directly siphon them? Long Zhan, you are actually this naive!" Chaos had spirits right before their eyes; why not take them? To go and nurture their own... setting aside whether they could do it, even if possible, they knew very well how difficult it was to nurture a Dao spirit. How much time would it take? A million years? They were no longer young! Even at their level, where lifespans were immense, by today, they were already very old. Over this past million years, even while in stasis, time had still flowed; time had not stopped! If they did not become ninth ranks, even they would die of old age! Refusing what was right in front of them to make their own... wasn't that courting death? Long Zhan took a deep breath. True enough! At this moment, he said no more; there was nothing left to say. Earlier, he had harbored that sliver, that tiny shred of hope... Yet now, he knew that just as the other party had said, he was naive. Why bother putting in the effort to make something when one could take it for free? He shouldn't have asked in the first place. Still, it was fine; it thoroughly severed his hopes. The spirit of Chaos had taken so many years to recover just a little. If these people siphoned it away again, the Chaos race might never be born in Chaos again. Extermination of a race! This was no longer a struggle over the Dao; it was racial annihilation. They might not consciously intend it, but they were doing it nonetheless, and they wouldn't care. If the Chaos race was gone, it was gone. Chaos was vast, and humans were numerous. What did losing one Chaos race matter? "*Roar!*" At this very instant, Chaos suddenly changed color, countless powers of Chaos churning! Under everyone's terrified gazes, a ten-thousand-zhang colossal dragon emerged. A golden dragon bearing a full nine claws. Within Tianfang's borders, Sovereign Panlong's expression changed drastically. This was... A Dragon Sovereign! Long Zhan rarely revealed his true form, yet today, he displayed it. In an instant, the dragon's roar resonated: "Tianfang seeks to annihilate my race! This battle is to the death! Until Tianfang is destroyed, Chaos will know no peace! "Follow me... kill!" *Boom!* The giant dragon swept its tail, shattering heaven and earth. In a single instant, that tail swept across, threatening to tear the entire Chaos apart. Long Zhan hesitated no longer; killing them was the only way forward. *Rumble!* At this moment, Tianfang's cultivators had not anticipated this fellow would be so resolute, launching an attack before they had even finished speaking. The Emissaries of Light and Darkness, along with the Emissaries of Life and Death—four powerhouses—materialized instantly and struck simultaneously! *Boom!* Overpowering Great Dao energy erupted at once, sweeping across heaven and earth. Long Zhan fought one against four, remaining peerlessly formidable. Having resumed his true form, he seemed far stronger; fighting one against four, he could still barely hold his ground. This sight instantly gave the powerhouses of the Chaos race a massive boost of confidence! Earlier, fighting one against two had been somewhat strenuous, yet now fighting one against four, he was still holding on... As expected, the Dragon Lord was invincible! "Kill!" Roars of tigers and cries of phoenixes rang out as the beasts erupted. At this moment, the Chaos beast race charged straight toward Tianfang. Amidst the crowd, the Red Moon Sovereign vanished instantly, melding into the void to head straight for Tianfang. ... At the same time. In the Thunder Domain. Pillars of lightning were constantly transforming. Amidst the tens of thousands of lightning pillars, over twenty ultimately emerged, transforming into human silhouettes and gathering together in a flash. Sensing the auras erupting in the Four Regions, a lightning giant suddenly laughed: "Long Zhan... is indeed strong! But Tianfang is stronger. Even if he can fight one against four, the powerhouses under his command are far inferior to Yin and Yang and the others..." Right now, both sides were locked in fierce combat, their auras instantly surging sky-high. The massive shockwaves even rippled into the Thunder Domain. For now, Tianfang held the advantage. Twelve eighth ranks, all exceedingly formidable; if this continued, Long Zhan would collapse sooner or later. "Lei, what should we do?" "Plague... do not be in a hurry." Lei was their leader this time. They represented calamity. There was plague, lightning, landslides, earth fissures... All of them were representations of disaster. The Thunder Domain had quite a few powerhouses as well. Naturally, they fell short of Tianfang, which had been a truly top-tier great world in the past. They were somewhat inferior, yet they possessed several eighth-rank Sovereigns, with the rest at the seventh rank. Inferior to the best, but superior to the rest. Right at this moment, Sovereign Lei frowned slightly. "Someone is coming... Daring to enter the Thunder Domain at this time... this must be the Xinwu the Dao Lord spoke of, right?" One, two, three... He sensed the auras of many powerhouses. The others rubbed their fists, but Lei suddenly smiled: "Avoid them. Let them enter the Four Regions. Without them, Long Zhan might collapse quickly... We came out this time with two objectives! "First, strengthen the Thunder Domain and absorb enough spirituality so the Dao Lord can descend!" As long as spirituality was sufficient, the Dao Lord could descend and maintain immense strength. A ninth rank's Dao required spirituality for support. Second... He didn't state it, but everyone suddenly understood. Before coming, the Dao Lord had instructed that Tianfang need not be paid attention to; they weren't truly one family after all. The second objective was to seize Time! Yes, seize Time. Xinwu did not control Time. Letting Xinwu enter right now would instead help maintain a balance between both sides. Otherwise, if Tianfang achieved an early victory, wouldn't that spell trouble for the Thunder Domain? They needed them locked in a stalemate! Their Thunder Domain's real target was Li Hao, that Time cultivator. ... The Four Regions were in turmoil. Suddenly, several formidable auras pierced through the Thunder Domain, heading straight for the Four Regions, straight for Tianfang! Mid-battle, Long Zhan's eyes suddenly carried a faint smile. I knew it! Whether Xinwu or Silver Moon, whether against me or against Tianfang, they would not sit idly by. He had actually been waiting as well. As long as the battle started, these people would surely come. Whether to help me or help them... it was essentially the same. The former meant opportunity had arrived. The latter merely meant an earlier demise. Not much difference. In the distance, the Human King's laughter rang out overbearingly, laced with amusement: "Four Regions, I said that when Tianfang revived, I would return!" His laughter echoed between heaven and earth! The Human King laughed heartily: "The master of the Four Regions should be surnamed Fang!" At this moment, the Light Emissary suddenly let out a low shout: "Xinwu?" The next instant, as if sensing something, an incomparably formidable power of light radiated outward as a sharp shout rang out across heaven and earth: "Is that Ming Hao?" Ming Hao! Everyone paused. Who was that? ... On Xinwu's side. The Bright Light Sovereign seemed somewhat solemn and hesitant... Suddenly, when the Light Emissary shouted, he froze, stunned for a moment, then profoundly shaken. Beside him, several Xinwu Sovereigns changed expression slightly. The Bright Light Sovereign's face shifted as well, and he said in a low voice, "My original name was Ming Hao..." Having said that, he looked into the distance and suddenly added, "That... that Light Emissary... seems... seems to be the previous... previous Dao Lord of my Bright Light Realm!" He wasn't the first-generation Dao Lord. He was getting up in years—old enough, in fact, to be a veteran eighth-rank Sovereign of the Four Regions. In his youth, when he was very young, he had met the Light Emissary once. Only, he had been too young back then to clearly remember who the other party was. Today, he seemed to realize that the Light Emissary everyone spoke of... was actually the previous realm lord of the Bright Light World. He truly hadn't known this. In his memory... the other party was supposed to have perished. He glanced around, his expression shifting. Would Xinwu... do something because of this? Before coming, he hadn't known about this connection. Beside him, Sovereigns like Yaoyang also blanched instantly, growing tense. That Light Emissary was the previous realm lord of their Bright Light Realm? They were relatively younger and hadn't lived through Tianfang's era, so they hadn't known. At this moment, Sovereign Yaoyang couldn't help but send a voice transmission: "Big Brother, is that... your father?" "..." The Bright Light Sovereign was speechless. Nonsense! That's your dad! "No! The previous realm lord was said to have fallen back then, which led to my subsequent rise. But I did meet him once. My... my Bright Divine Fist was essentially learned from him!" Did he count as a teacher? Not quite, but back then, he had been considered a young genius in the realm, so he had gained the man's favor, and the man had taught him the Bright Divine Fist! All at once, the Bright Light Sovereign had a headache. Before coming, the Human King had already made it clear: this trip was to deal with Tianfang. In the end... how had he ended up connected to Tianfang as well? The Human King, however, was overjoyed: "A wonderful thing! Old Guang, your fortune has arrived! An eighth-rank peak light cultivator! I kept thinking that following me hadn't brought you much benefit. Your son is already an eighth rank, yet you're still an eighth rank with around three thousand Dao laws—too pitiful... Slay him! He must have taken away plenty of light Dao sources in the past, combining them with Tianfang's Dao sources. If you devour him, it will be a perfect fusion... This time, there's hope for you to reach five thousand Dao laws!" He was wildly ecstatic! The Bright Light Sovereign froze. This... wait, did you hear me? I know him! He knows me too. We're from the same world; he's the previous Dao Lord, and I... The Human King roared, "What are you standing there for? Charge! Let's get him! This time, let's help Old Guang out! Everyone says following Silver Moon means eating five meals a day, while following Xinwu means starving nine meals in three days—I don't even have face when I go out anymore! "This time, kill him, make Old Guang rich, and let little brother Yaoyang step into the eighth rank as well... Then we'll have face! "Charge!" The Human King bellowed, and around him, Xinwu powerhouses roared one after another: "Kill! Get him!" "Old Guang, you've hit the jackpot!" The Bright Light Sovereign, still dazed, was swept along by the crowd as they flew forward. He couldn't resist saying, "He was my previous Dao Lord..." "Your dad?" the Human King asked. "No..." "Your master?" "Not that either. He just gave me some pointers in the past..." "Then that settles it! A fellow who abandoned his world is equivalent to a traitor to Light! He stripped your Light Dao sources and merged them into someone else's world—no wonder you, a veteran eighth rank, are so weak! You're probably older than Huntian, yet you're doing so miserably. He severed your Light Great Dao; otherwise, you'd at least be an eighth-rank peak by now. What do you still have to consider?" *Oh, that actually makes sense!* The Bright Light Sovereign wasn't stupid, but... the Human King's words made him feel rather awkward. The man had been the previous Dao Lord; running off and taking a massive amount of Dao sources with him seemed somewhat normal. After all, I lost the Bright Light World directly myself. Do I count as a traitor too? Still... listening to the Human King, there seemed to be some truth to it. Yes, this person had betrayed the Bright Light World; otherwise, the upper limit of Light wouldn't have been merely this. As a veteran Sovereign, he held merely three thousand-plus Great Dao laws, inferior to many people. He hesitated briefly, then glanced at Yaoyang and the others. Yaoyang suddenly gritted his teeth as well, roaring at the top of his lungs, "Execute the traitor to Light! Kill!" Charge! We don't know that guy anyway; I only know you! This time, by killing him, I... can enter the eighth rank! Why think so much! "Big Brother, kill! If not for yourself, consider Ming Tang! He cultivates both light and darkness, but his powers of light and darkness are insufficient. Now... look at Tianfang, they have the two Emissaries of Light and Darkness!" These words seemed to strike a chord with the Bright Light Sovereign. Indeed! I am old, so it doesn't matter, but my son is still young—a peerless genius, barely a thousand years old, possessing six Daos and three polarities. But now, after entering the eighth rank, he will likely face an arduous path of progression. His powers of light and darkness were far from enough. Even if not for himself, he had to consider his son. As for some previous Dao Lord who had taught him the Bright Divine Fist—plenty of people knew the Bright Divine Fist back then. Besides, he was the one who had betrayed Light first... Comforting himself, the Bright Light Sovereign wasted no more breath. His light power erupted, and he roared, "Is it you, traitor? How dare you voluntarily reveal your identity! You abandoned the Bright God Realm and extracted countless Great Dao powers, nearly bringing ruin upon our realm and severing its hopes... You still dare show your face! Traitor, you deserve death!" The Light Emissary froze, his expression changing! Damn it! He had originally thought that upon meeting this generation's Lord of Bright Light, he might gain an ally, or even if that failed, cause some turmoil within Xinwu. In the end... good grief, the man instantly slapped him with a heinous crime. A traitor! This... seemed impossible to refute. A first-generation Dao Lord who had abandoned his world and taken away massive amounts of light power, weakening the entire world's strength and even its potential... For this generation's Dao Lord of Light to curse him seemed completely justified. Except... What about you? Didn't you lose the Bright Light World too? He couldn't even sense the existence of the Bright Light World anymore! Do you have the gall to say that? Before he could think further, Xinwu's group arrived with blinding speed. The Human King brandished his broadsword and slashed from far across the void, crazed and arrogant, roaring at the top of his lungs: "Kill! Slay the two Sovereigns of Light and Darkness and help Old Guang seize their sources!" "Kill!" "Kill!" A pack of Sovereigns roared, far more enthusiastic and crazed than the Chaos race. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought this battle had been initiated by Xinwu. The expressions of several Chaos race Sovereigns shifted. Suddenly, the Black Panther, Feng Yan, and Qingqiu all began roaring madly! Their fighting spirit was actually inferior to a bunch of outsiders! These people were howling one by one, seeming even more furious, more impulsive, and more deranged than they were. This... was Xinwu! The Human King charged in, his long blade sweeping across the sky as he slashed toward the Emissaries of Light and Darkness, bellowing, "Light, Darkness, Yin, and Yang all belong to me! Xinwu will kill four Sovereigns; the rest are yours!" At this moment, Long Zhan laughed heartily: "Good! Good!" At this very instant, he suddenly realized that the Xinwu Human King was arrogant to the point of being... almost endearing. As an enemy, you truly despised his madness. Every time he fought, he was impossibly arrogant and deranged, giving you an agonizing headache that made you want to cough blood. Yet when the Xinwu Human King stood on your side... This madman immediately claimed four of the hardest bones to gnaw right from the start. Ordinary people, even reinforcements, wouldn't bite off the toughest targets right away, but this man... immediately named those four! Now this was the ultimate teammate! The Xinwu Human King slashed out, splitting the battlefield, and laughed wildly: "Leave Light and Darkness to me! Old Zhang, take the others and encircle Yin and Yang! Aside from my Xinwu, who dares call themselves Yin and Yang?" Over there, the Supreme chuckled, striding through the void with the Great Dao Book materializing before him, his voice indifferent: "Sovereigns of Xinwu, follow me to slay these two! While Xinwu stands, who dares claim Yin and Yang?" This belonged exclusively to Xinwu! Such was their overbearing nature! Even if Tianfang's Emissaries of Yin and Yang had existed a million years ago, that didn't matter—you had to change your name; if not, die! The two Emissaries of Yin and Yang were formidable powerhouses who had previously been pursuing the Red Moon Sovereign, but at this moment, their expressions altered. How overbearing! This group of exceedingly young people was actually this tyrannical, even more overbearing than Tianfang... Such people actually existed in this Chaos. The title of Yin and Yang was hardly exclusive to them. They were known as the Emissaries of Yin and Yang, and even the true Dao Lord of Yin and Yang had taken no issue with it. Yet now... you people took issue? *Boom!* However, they were given no chance to speak. In a single instant, a series of explosions erupted as the Xinwu Sovereigns each hurled out an enormous energy bomb. The entire void shuddered. For eighth ranks, it caused negligible damage and had virtually no effect. However... Xinwu didn't seem to be after damage. In that instant, a soaring pillar of fire erupted. The next moment, the fiery light reflected something—yes, at that very moment, the light seemed to illuminate Chaos! A colossal mirror was hurled out from the hands of the God Casting Envoy! In a flash... the Human King's figure appeared. Projected across the heavens! At this instant, the entire battlefield seemed to fall silent for a heartbeat... Meanwhile, the Human King's voice resonated through heaven and earth, laden with wild laughter: "Slaying Tianfang fiends, how could I keep all the glory to myself! This king will announce to the myriad heavens and worlds, to tell every cultivator in Chaos that this king is... truly peerless!" The long blade reflected across heaven and earth! A slash tore toward the Light Emissary, while the colossal mirror projected this image across all directions! "..." Even Long Zhan was stunned. What... what was this? This Xinwu Human King was truly too... such a show-off! Truly, for the first time in his life, he had encountered such an existence, such a cultivator, such a... did he care about face or not? He didn't know! All he knew was that Xinwu's Sovereigns actually... actually supported this! To flatter him, they had actually had a seventh-rank Sovereign personally forge an imperial weapon, and at this moment, that person wasn't even participating in the battle, but maintaining the projection of this mirror! The colossal projection was even rapidly blanketing the entire Four Regions in the blink of an eye! The God Casting Envoy seemed thrilled, admiring his handiwork as the giant mirror madly expanded its projection range. Sensing something, he suddenly turned back to look at the immense dragon: "Senior Long Zhan... care for a projection to spread your glory across heaven and earth? Just one hundred million Great Dao crystals to maintain it for half an hour; one billion Great Dao crystals, and it can shine on you continuously... Anyone who wants fame, make an offer!" The Human King swung his blade frantically, slashing at the two great Sovereigns. Hearing this, he flew into a rage: "How dare you! Who gave you permission?" "We're broke, and this consumes energy!" the God Casting Envoy bellowed. "Selling screen time lets us recoup some costs!" The Human King was silent for an instant, then roared, "Fuck! Kill! Once we kill them, I'll have money! Long Zhan, you're not allowed to buy..." "..." At this moment, Long Zhan felt like weeping. I'm locked in bitter combat, slaying enemies! This is truly a war of races, a crisis of total annihilation! I have zero interest in doing this... Even if you gave it to me for free, I wouldn't want it! Are you people out of your minds? These lunatics had actually... actually come to help me! The crucial thing was, their strength was truly formidable. Earlier, that Human King had been roughly a match for one person, but right now, he was actually... suppressing two on his own! It wasn't that he was truly powerful enough to overpower the two of them working together, but that he was undaunted by death, completely berserk, his long blade hacking madly while completely disregarding everything else... Faced with such an existence, anyone would find it hard to endure. That colossal mirror projected all of this across all directions! The Human King seemed not to have considered at all whether this would expose him. What did it matter? Fighting without making a name for yourself meant fighting for nothing! From his weakest days until now, he had never feared others knowing his trump cards. As long as you couldn't grow stronger faster than him, it was useless; all information was outdated! "The Human King is mighty!" In the surroundings, shouts resonated into the clouds. "Hail the Human King! Hail the Martial King!" Others roared madly, as if they had already vanquished their opponents, as if... this place were their home ground, while Long Zhan and his people were merely bystanders along for the ride. At this moment, Long Zhan... seemed to truly understand something. These lunatics... were not to be provoked; they were impossible to mess with. They truly did not fear death. At any time, against any enemy, their optimism verged on insanity.