Chapter 798: The Power of Divine Art

Faced with the divine shadow Ningju behind Li Yi, the five peak Mahayana cultivators instantly turned pale, for they knew this shadow was no mere illusion—it held a terrifying, ancient power, and though only a fraction of it had been revealed, it sent shivers through their souls.

It was hard to imagine what would happen when this ancient power was fully unleashed.

"Too late—kill him now."

Even as Ling Shuang True Person's forehead broke into cold sweat, she shouted, and without waiting for the Five Elements Killing Array to fully activate, she prepared to strike.

The other four peak Mahayana cultivators also realized this, and without hesitation, unleashed all their spiritual power, which, guided by the Five Elements Array, converged entirely toward Ling Shuang True Person.

Though the Five Elements were not yet complete and the Killing Array's power reached no more than half its potential, this was still a combined strike from five peak Mahayana cultivators—Ling Shuang True Person did not believe this man could withstand such force.

"Die!" Ling Shuang True Person's killing intent was fierce as her full spiritual power surged forth.

Under the array's convergence, the five streams of spiritual power merged into a single white rainbow capable of annihilating all, striking Li Yi in an instant.

In truth, Ling Shuang True Person's judgment was correct—if they had hesitated and tried to fully activate the Five Elements Killing Array, they would have been shattered before even moving; instead, they seized the initiative and struck first.

Yet at this moment, Li Yi's Divine Art had already erupted.

The ancient power within his bloodline's divine inheritance exploded forth—the divine shadow, crowned with sun and moon, standing on mountains and rivers, draped in lightning, shook its body, trembling heaven and earth, and swung one fist.

And at that moment, Li Yi swung his own fist.

"Heaven and earth, sever."

Under the influence of this divine power, the sky above the battlefield plunged into darkness, then a silver blade—like a divine ray splitting creation—cleaved the entire world in two.

Space was violently torn open—a straight black line, originating from Li Yi, pierced through everything.

The annihilating white rainbow shattered instantly.

"Even voidspace is shattered—how is this possible?"

Ling Shuang True Person's spiritual sense captured this sight—her face turned utterly horrified—but the next instant, her spiritual sense was sliced apart, suffering catastrophic damage.

"Run—we can't block this strike."

"We can't teleport—his strike has shaken the space."

"Damn it—why does a cultivator of this caliber appear on this battlefield?"

The other four peak Mahayana cultivators were utterly terrified; the moment they saw Li Yi's Divine Art, they panicked and tried to teleport away—but they couldn't. Teleportation required stable space to shift one's body; if the surrounding space was unstable or shaken by force capable of rupturing voidspace, teleportation failed.

As Li Yi's Divine Art unleashed its power, the Five Elements Killing Array formed by the five peak Mahayana cultivators shattered instantly, and Ling Shuang True Person, as the array's core, bore the full force of the Divine Art's blow.

A Divine Art capable of rupturing voidspace could also tear apart her body.

One flash of silver light—and she was cut cleanly in half at the waist; then, terrifying fist energy surged behind it like a tidal wave, each punch landing like a giant's fist upon every one of them.

One peak Mahayana cultivator screamed as his body exploded on the spot.

Another bore a top-tier defensive magic treasure—but under this strike, the treasure and his body alike cracked all over.

Another screamed and was blasted backward, flying tens of kilometers before being slammed deep into the earth.

Li Yi's strike shattered five peak Mahayana cultivators outright, killing three of them on the spot.

This scene was witnessed by many on the battlefield.

Whether cultivators, great demons, or evolvers, all froze in shock.

"Five peak Mahayana cultivators defeated so badly? Is this real? Did I misread it? Is Li Yi's power really this overpowered?"

Nearby evolvers were stunned by this sight.

"These cultivator trash—if five peak great demons from our Demon God Realm had teamed up, this man would be dead for sure—how could he win?"

The great demon Tianlang trembled inwardly, roaring in fury—he knew this battle was likely lost.

Nearly all their peak combatants were being wiped out by Li Yi alone—how could they fight?

Even Ling Shuang True Person's Five Elements Killing Array couldn't subdue Li Yi? The peak cultivators on the battlefield trembled in fear.

How long had the battle lasted?

Tian Guang Shangren was dead, Ling Shuang True Person was dead, and several other hidden peak Mahayana cultivators had also fallen. These were the battlefield's absolute peak forces—and if even they couldn't match Li Yi, what could the lower-tier Mahayana cultivators do?

Li Yi stood in midair, breathing lightly.

Though the power of the Divine Art was immense, it drained tremendous stamina—even a direct descendant of the Divine Blood from the Wildlands could only use it once or twice per battle; it was a move of last resort.

But it was worth it.

Li Yi scanned the battlefield—the array was broken, three were dead, two severely wounded; on this battlefield, being severely wounded meant certain death, and the other evolvers would gladly finish them off.

"Can't stop—keep going."

He took a deep breath, without hesitation, transformed into a streak of light and surged toward another battlefield.

That battlefield was brutal—great demons of the Demon God Realm, Earth's evolvers, and cultivators from the Xuan Immortal Continent were all locked in slaughter. As he cut across it, he didn't idle—he raised his Crimson Gold Shattered Star Spear and slashed out a terrifying strike toward a great demon.

That great demon was locked in combat with an evolver; though the evolver was slightly weaker, he fought desperately, holding the demon in place, giving his all to the war.

But the instant the crimson-gold light flashed, the great demon's lower half vanished instantly.

Great demon blood sprayed everywhere.

"Li Yi..."

The evolver froze—he never imagined his long-struggling enemy would be wiped out by a single blow from Li Yi.

But then he laughed.

That was right.

That made his desperate struggle worthwhile.

"None of these enemies are leaving today."

The evolver rallied again, seeking new enemies, expanding the victory, ensuring as many foes as possible died on this battlefield.

After all, chances to avenge past humiliation were rare.

Li Yi continued cutting across the battlefield; though his stamina and magic power were depleted, the enemy's peak forces were already destroyed—the rest were no threat, none could endanger him.

He locked onto another Mahayana cultivator.

His face cold, he drew the Moonbow and fired a crimson-gold arrow.

Though the Mahayana cultivator sensed the danger and tried to flee, an evolver forcibly disrupted him—before he could react, the crimson-gold arrow pierced his body, killing him instantly.

"Li Yi, thank you."

Long Jie exhaled in relief, shouting toward Li Yi's fleeing direction.

Meanwhile,

The Xuan Yang Elder, who had just slain an evolver, felt his eyelid twitch—he had been monitoring the battlefield with his spiritual sense, and now he was certain: a powerful enemy was crossing the battlefield, heading straight for him.

"Tian Guang Shangren, Ling Shuang True Person, and several other peak Mahayana cultivators are dead—after this, no one can blame me for retreating."

Xuan Yang Elder thought to himself.

He had long suspected that this ruthless man, Li Yi, was lying in wait on the battlefield—and the outcome matched his prediction: Tian Guang Shangren was the first to die, and the nine Mahayana cultivators under his command suffered heavy losses.

But he hadn't expected Li Yi's power to be even stronger than imagined—Ling Shuang True Person's encirclement failed completely.

"Xuan Yang, Li Yi's coming this way—the great demons are retreating—what do we do now?"

A mid-stage Mahayana cultivator had spotted Li Yi and hurried toward him, transmitting a spiritual sense message.

"Don't hesitate—flee immediately toward our base camp—there's a Xian Immortal stationed there; Li Yi won't dare approach."

Xuan Yang Elder spoke, then vanished from the battlefield without a moment's delay.

He teleported away directly.

When he reappeared, he was already at the battlefield's edge.

As for the other Mahayana cultivators who couldn't teleport—he wished them luck in retreating safely; if they were unlucky enough to catch Li Yi's eye, they could only blame their fate.

At this moment, Li Yi had single-handedly reversed the collapsing battlefield.

Wherever he passed, great demons fled, cultivators scattered—the once-fierce battlefield instantly grew quiet, for all now realized they were no match for Li Yi.

And every attempt to ambush him had failed, shattering their will to resist.

"Li Yi's coming—run, don't fight him—we're no match."

"Watch out for his Moonbow—even from afar, you risk being shot—retreat from this battlefield immediately."

Cultivators frantically transmitted spiritual sense messages; great demons screamed in terror.

They had no choice but to flee now.

Their losses were too severe—even if Li Yi did nothing else, they couldn't continue fighting.

Over ten cultivators and nearly ten great demons had died at Li Yi's hands—sixty elite warriors from both realms had been reduced by half; if they didn't flee now, they'd be annihilated.