Two lords soared into the sky, breaking free from the small world created by the Martial Arts Arena, their montum soaring and trembling the heavens as they stood opposed, each in their own sphere of existence, dripping with fresh blood.
Obviously, in the battle they had just fought, both had sustained injuries.
Wind King stood tall in the void, his blue robe torn, the armor underneath revealed, a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, and terrible wounds on his body. His left shoulder had been pierced through by Zhao Wudao’s War Spear, front to back, leaving it grievously open.
While such injuries would not be fatal for kings of their stature, they certainly diminished the strength in his left arm, making it less functional than before.
Naturally, Zhao Wudao was not in any better shape than Zhao Feng. He too had a terrifying wound on his chest, deep enough to reveal bone, with fresh blood staining his robe. His Battle Armor had been sliced open, with Sword Qi ravaging the wound, difficult to heal, suppressed only by his exertion of King Divine Power.
It could be said that both suffered severe injuries in the battle.
Despite being bloodied and badly wounded, the two lords still locked eyes, full of War Intent, standing off at a distance, still wishing to engage in another battle.
However, elders from both sides rushed out, protecting their respective lords, preventing them from going forward to fight to the death. Otherwise, it was very likely one would be slain on the spot, and the other would not fare much better, critically injured and close to death. It wasn’t worth it.
After the battle of the Two Kings, the vast Martial Arts Arena was nearly in ruins, battered and broken.
Everyone was shocked at the display of the lords’ power—indeed, it was extraordinary and could not be taken lightly.
At this mont, from the Divine Ship of Canglan Sacred Land, the Saint Heir of Canglan stepped out, gently landing on the ravaged Martial Arts Arena.
His presence imdiately quieted the area, and many disciples of Heavenly Gate felt an indescribable oppressive force.
For he was another lord!
Coldly sweeping his gaze over the strong of Heavenly Gate, Canglan Saint Son declared, "Who within Heavenly Gate can battle !"
His icy words echoed across the land, reverberating in front of Heavenly Gate Mountain, causing many Heavenly Gate Disciples to clench their fists involuntarily.
They felt a pall of helplessness.
Even the elders felt the sa.
For the only lord of Heavenly Gate, Zhao Feng, though he had not been defeated, had also suffered heavy injuries in his battle with Zhao Wudao.
Besides Zhao Feng, there was no one in the vast Heavenly Gate who could match Canglan Sacred Land.
As much as they didn’t want to admit it, they had to acknowledge this fact.
With a cold voice, Canglan Saint Son continued, "Does the great Heavenly Gate have no one brave enough to et my challenge?"
Arrogance!
Many within Heavenly Gate were enraged, seeing this as a blatant provocation.
Nurous disciples surged with Blood Qi, their eyes bloodshot, all wanting to rush up and fight. But they were stopped by the elders, who would not allow them to act impulsively.
The strong from other lands who had co to watch could only sigh quietly within their hearts, seeing how Heavenly Gate, the contemporary erging Overlord, was now enduring this humiliation from the Five Great Forces, unable to face the challenge head-on.
This was the flaw of a rising force—lack of sufficient heritage. It could not be instantly acquired by rising to power and dominating the world in a short period of ti.
What was needed was the accretion of years.
After taking the Pill, Zhao Feng’s injuries had been treated, but his Blood Qi was pale, with his internal injuries not yet fully healed. He had lost too much Divine Power and needed ti to recover, but now he could not concern himself with that, stepping forward and saying, "Elder, let continue to fight."
I must say, it’s a tragedy, such a vast and mighty Heavenly Gate that even Immortal Forces would revere is left without anyone to et the challenge, except for the wounded Wind King, truly no one else can face the opponent’s king-level experts.
Elder Tiangu stopped him, shaking his head, "You are wounded and cannot take action anymore."
Zhao Feng spoke softly, "Elder, do we just watch as the dignity of Heavenly Gate is trampled by others with our eyes wide open?"
The elders of Tiangu were all silent for a mont, with nothing to say.
Of course, they were all furious, but the opponents had co prepared, what could they do?
The opponents obviously wanted to trample on the dignity of Heavenly Gate in front of the whole world, and mighty Heavenly Gate, except for Zhao Feng, had no one to et the challenge.
This was helplessness!
"Damn it, if Combat Saint King was not in seclusion, how could others dare to provoke us!"
"Indeed, when Combat Saint King was here, those people wouldn’t dare to provoke us even if they had a hundred tis the courage!"
All disciples of Heavenly Gate were extrely angry, recalling the days when Combat Saint King was not in seclusion, how awe-inspiring he was, known as Great Demon King Yue, sweeping across the Four Kings, even entering into the Starry Sky Land within Emperor Pass and erging victorious, making all heroes tremble in fear.
Now that Combat Saint King was in seclusion, these people have jumped out one after another to challenge the dignity of Heavenly Gate, causing them all to suffer humiliation.
Naturally, the elders of Heavenly Gate were very angry, if a real war broke out, they would not fear, but after all, they had risen too recently, the younger generation had not fully grown up, and more powerful figures had not yet erged, being brazenly provoked like this.
Clearly the real mastermind saw this and directed the Five Immortal Forces to take action.
Canglan Saint Son stood in the void, his challenging gaze sweeping towards the people of Heavenly Gate, he sneered, "Is the vast Heavenly Gate truly without a single person who can co out to fight?"
Zhao Feng clenched his teeth and said, "Elder, let go up, we cannot allow others to provoke the dignity of Heavenly Gate."
Elder Tiangu hesitated for a mont but eventually nodded, "Alright, go on, if anything happens, quickly retreat, safety first."
"Disciple understands." Zhao Feng nodded slightly and soared into the sky, coldly saying, "I will fight you."
Canglan Saint Son sneered contemptuously, "To send an injured person like you to fight is a clear sign that Heavenly Gate really has no one left. It’s a pity that Combat Saint King has truly entered seclusion, otherwise, I could have suppressed him with one hand."
"Ridiculous, if Combat Saint King were not in seclusion, people like you wouldn’t dare to co up and provoke even if they had a hundred tis the courage." Despite his injuries, Zhao Feng spoke with a confrontational tone, unafraid.
"Are you trying to provoke ? I don’t mind reducing Heavenly Gate by one king." Canglan Saint Son’s eyes glinted with a dangerous light, and at that mont, his aura was fully released.
He was also a king-level Heavenly Pride from the Ninth Layer Heaven!
But at this mont, the sky and earth suddenly changed color, and the wind and clouds raged tumultuously, everyone’s expressions changed.
Because from within Heavenly Gate, a vast and boundless Dao Divine Power suddenly erged, sweeping across the Heavenly Universe, dispersing layers of clouds.
And high above in the Heavenly Do, an imnse and vast finger appeared, overwhelming and pressing down the entire Cangyu, thundering down towards Canglan Saint Son.
At this mont, Canglan Saint Son let out a long howl to the sky, for he sensed an unprecedented threat to his life, just like twelve years ago, facing the invincible Combat Saint King, his whole body burst with Divine Radiance, Dao Traces erged, and he exerted all his might to resist.
Boom—
As the giant finger pressed down, the void collapsed, and Canglan Saint Son’s entire being was blasted away, crashing into the Divine Ship, smashing a huge hole into it, his body covered in blood, countless bones shattered.
With one flick, the finger covered the sky!
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