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Chapter 1772: Chapter 1639: Battle of the Saints

The final Quasi-Emperor battle came to an end, and the Old Bastard crushed the Demon Clan’s Jin Dapeng with absolute advantage, winning the last match.

Out of three Quasi-Emperor battles, the Human Race won two, and many couldn’t help but weep with joy, tears streaming down!

This victory did not come easily!

"We won!"

"Our newly ascended Quasi-Emperor can crush the Demon Clan’s New Demon Emperor!!"

When the Old Bastard returned from the Outer Battlefield, the entire War City was in an uproar, cheers resounding through the heavens like a landslide and tsunami.

Amidst the excitement, many were puzzled, not understanding why the Old Bastard ultimately spared the Demon Clan’s Quasi-Emperor, Jin Dapeng, instead of taking his life.

In their view, the Demon Clan devastated the Xuanwu Sect and massacred ordinary Human civilians, their crimes piled high, unspeakable.

Given the opportunity to eliminate a Quasi-Emperor from the Demon Clan, greatly weakening their power, why not take it?

Only Ye Fan noticed something unusual. He, too, thought the Old Bastard should kill Jin Dapeng, after all, he was a potential threat to the Human Race.

But upon careful reflection, he realized that the Old Bastard’s actions were his cleverness.

Time has given the Old Bastard the wisdom of life. As one of the flag bearers for the Human Race, such great wisdom is something that many younger cultivators cannot comprehend!

This battle, although the Old Bastard did not kill his opponent, he won respect and commitment from his opponent, which was more worthwhile than killing him, though few could understand his painstaking effort.

"Demonstrate strength without domineering energy, defeat the opponent without killing—this is a true king. The future is destined to walk much further than us." A Quasi-Emperor from the Demon Clan sighed lightly.

"We underestimated the Human Race. The Human Race takes the big picture into account, but they cannot be bullied!"

A Demon King sighed, using a Treasure Mirror, and all the Demon Clan saw the final scene.

They knew, from today, the Golden Peng Demon King Clan, second only to the Imperial Family, was subdued and would no longer be an enemy to the Human Race. This was a serious blow to the morale of the entire Demon Clan.

After a brief rest, the Demon Clan proposed to immediately conduct a competition among the middle-aged generation, with the venue at the center of the River of Elements on an ancient Holy War Platform.

Everyone knew the Demon Clan lost in the Quasi-Emperor realm competition and now had low morale, urgently needing a victory to boost their spirits.

This was agreed upon earlier, so the Human Race could not refuse and had to agree.

Fortunately, the contestants had already been determined earlier, and they would just need to appear in order when the time came.

Saint Lord-level matches are also divided into three rounds, with the Absolute Emperor of the Jiuhua Dynasty from the Central Domain, Imperial Academy Director, Monk Dao Yan, and Ling Family’s Saint facing the Demon Clan.

As for how the Demon Clan is arranged, people don’t know, but given it is a Saint Lord-level competition, the other side will likely also send their strongest Supreme Holy Master-level contestants, after all, this battle concerns the destiny and future of the Demon Clan.

"Since you have no objections, then let’s prepare to open the Holy War Platform!"

Quasi-Demon Emperor Chi Lin said.

The Holy War Platform sits in the sky over the center of the River of Elements, its existence for countless years, said never to sink, boundless and eternal, strong and imperishable, enough to support a Saint Lord war without fear of catastrophic disaster.

A dense array of Elemental Laws surrounds the battle platform, preventing energy leakage and protecting the platform from the erosion of time.

Leading the Demon Clan, Quasi-Demon Emperor Chi Lin and Ling Family Ancestor, Ling Yunzhi simultaneously struck, sending forth beams of Divine Light, slowly revealing a battle platform filled with the vicissitudes of time in the sky over the River of Elements.

Normally, this battle platform is hidden in the void and only appears when activated.

The ancient battle platform, built from Outer Heaven Meteorite, where every stone might have a distant and tragic story.

The Holy War Platform floats in the air, densely covered with marks of swords and axes, stained with blood, unknown how many Supreme Saints stood here, fought to shatter the sky, and decided life and death.

Though no bodies lie in disarray, the aura left by the fallen strong cannot be erased, it can penetrate the soul, causing one to tremble.

Anyone who comes here feels something, as if experiencing a thousand battles instantly, sensing the aura of long gone peerless masters.

With the opening of the Holy War Platform, all cultivators collectively soared into the sky, densely surrounding this vast ancient platform, prepared to witness this significant duel.

"The Holy War Platform, silent for thousands of years, finally reopens today, who knows which strong ones will again stain the Holy Platform with blood."

Many elders lamented, every time the Holy War Platform opens, a Supreme Saint-level strong falls. This time, who will triumph over the Holy War Platform, overwhelm opponents, and command respect?

"Swish!"

A Five-Star Demon King from the Demon Clan let out a long howl, transforming into a Flowing Light, landing on the Holy War Platform, standing with hands behind his back, his sharp gaze sweeping over the Human cultivators, saying: "Who dares to come up and battle me?"

These eight words are very arrogant, showing no regard for the Human strong, seeking to test sword against them.

"Peacock King is mighty!"

"Defeat the Human Race, raise the prestige of the Demon Clan!"

"Peacock King is bound to win!"

"..."

On the Holy War Platform, the Peacock King’s domineering posture excited the Demon Clan cultivators, stirring them up.

"Little Peacock demon, don’t be arrogant, I, Hua Tianhao, will battle you!"

Jiuhua Dynasty’s Absolute Emperor had waited a long time, a loud shout turning into Purple Light rushing onto the Holy War Platform.

"Boom!"

The Peacock King struck first, sending out a palm, Five-Colored Light transforming into five Heavenly Swords, piercing through the void, slashing toward Hua Tianhao.

"Clang, clang, clang, clang..."

The clanging of swords reverberated through the Nine Heavens, five Heavenly Swords of unparalleled sharpness, each slash embodying an Elemental Law, as if the Heavenly Dao itself was cleaving down!

"Is this... the Five-Colored Divine Light?"

"The innate divine ability of the Peacock Clan’s Demon King—the Five-Colored Light, has he actually mastered all of it?"

The crowd was astounded. The Five-Colored Divine Light is the Peacock Clan’s innate divine ability, its power earth-shattering, yet incredibly difficult to fully comprehend. Unexpectedly, the Peacock King had mastered it all and refined it into five peerless swords.

The Heavenly Swords, forged through the sacrificial refinement of the Five-Colored Divine Light, wield unimaginable power, each embodying the law of an element, shattering the void.

The five Heavenly Swords descended, each capable of destroying an Ancient Divine Mountain, sending shivers down to people’s very bones, causing the souls of many outside the Holy War Platform to tremble.

Whether it be the Human Race or Demon Clan, facing such terrifying attacks, almost no one can remain indifferent, the pressure of these Elemental Laws is simply too overwhelming.

"Terrifying, truly terrifying, the Peacock Clan has not emerged for thousands of years, yet the Peacock King has reached such a realm, a supreme powerhouse indeed!"

The human cultivators were shocked, exclaiming in astonishment.

The Five-Colored Divine Light transformed into Heavenly Swords, mutually generating and restraining each other, emanating an aura of creation itself, astonishingly forming a true Heavenly Dao pressure.

"Boom!"

The Sword Radiance descended, obliterating all life forms with substance, leaving everyone in horror!

Upon his entrance, the Peacock King unleashed a finishing move, not wanting to battle for hundreds or thousands of rounds, deploying the strongest Holy Technique to defeat the enemy in one strike, ideally slaying a Human Race Saint Lord to dampen their spirit.

"Nine Dragons United!"

Hua Tianhao shouted, raising his hand to release nine Divine Dragons, their dragon presence majestic between heaven and earth, holding back the Five-Colored Divine Sword.

Soon after, the nine Divine Dragons united, transforming into a thousand-zhang Divine Dragon, a breath of True Dragon spread as if a True Dragon had descended.

In this world, a True Dragon’s appearance is impossible, yet the supreme Emperor of the Jiuhua Dynasty, using Secret Techniques, united the Nine Dragons, astonishingly manifesting a thread of true dragon might.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom..."

A clash between a True Dragon and Five-Colored Divine Sword ensued, the dragon roar shaking the heavens, many strong demons were subdued by this thread of True Dragon Energy, their souls shivering, prostrate on the ground, trembling like sieves.

The strongest collision, the void seemed to collapse, that place became a domain of destruction, everything ceased to exist, even with the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye, people failed to see clearly.

"Swish!"

The supreme Emperor of Jiuhua Dynasty emerged, body torn and bloodied, his body surface full of cracks, he experienced unimaginable trauma.

Just after he rushed out, he quickly swallowed a Healing Holy Pill, and then dashed out rapidly, attempting to escape the battlefield.

"Roar!"

The Peacock King stood on the Holy War Platform, a mighty roar shattering the mountains and rivers, almost overturning the vast Holy War Platform.

The Jiuhua Emperor trembled all over, mysterious patterns emerged on his body surface, glowing with light, resisting the Peacock King’s deathly strike, having escaped the Holy War Platform but left with only half a life.

"Hahaha..."

The Peacock King laughed wildly: "The Human Race is too weak, completely useless, send someone capable, don’t let me down."

The first battle of Saint Level combat ended in a disastrous defeat for the Human Race, yet the Peacock King did not step down, standing proudly on the Holy War Platform, waiting for the second supreme Saint Lord of the Human Race to appear.

Humiliated by the Peacock King, many strong individuals of the Human Race were furious, wanting to get on stage and teach him a lesson.

Yet they knew, even the supreme Emperor of Jiuhua Dynasty was defeated, nearly killed, how could they fare any better?

"Little demon, stop being arrogant, I will battle you!"

A majestic and loud voice resounded, the Ling Family’s Saint Lord transformed into a Flowing Light, charging onto the Holy War Platform, his eyes shooting out two dragon-shaped Divine Radiances, sweeping towards the Peacock King like Divine Swords.

"You are no match!"

The Peacock King glanced disdainfully at the Ling Family’s Saint Lord, with a flick of his finger, he shattered the dragon-shaped gaze, and then lifted a finger, shaking it gently at him.

This action so infuriated the Ling Family’s Saint Lord that he immediately launched an attack, throwing a punch, causing the void to collapse, fully displaying the might of the Xuandi Fist.

"Are you a descendant of the Nine Heavens Xuan Emperor?"

The Peacock King was taken aback, discerning from his martial arts, these were indeed the Xuandi Fist created by the Nine Heavens Xuan Emperor.

"Little demon, prepare to face your demise!"

The Ling Family’s Saint Lord, with a presence as mighty as mountains and rivers, unleashed his Dharma Golden Body, throwing a punch like a mountain range sweeping across the void.

"Do not think I fear you, what if you are a descendant of the Nine Heavens Xuan Emperor, strength is the true principle!"

With a long roar, the Peacock King, his Essence Qi surging, resembled a Divine Furnace, radiating boundless brilliance, his Blood Qi turbulent, like a vast ocean.

"Boom!"

He too unfolded his Dharma Golden Body, like a giant deity, releasing the Five-Colored Divine Light, engaging in battle with the Ling Family’s Saint Lord.

"Bang!"

Their fists collided, erupting into a terrifying brilliance that engulfed them both, forming a frightening scene of great destruction.

Heaven and earth collapsed, the Holy War Platform riddled with black holes devouring everything, the chaotic energy flow almost overturning the platform, people could only see dazzling light, unable to discern the battle between the two.

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