Chapter 940

The dragon’s roar still echoed through heaven and earth, as the overwhelming aura unique to the Yaoshen surged forth—before it even drew near, this pressure alone was enough to make countless experts tremble.

No wonder beings of this caliber rarely show their faces in the Yaoshen realm; if the Yaoshen were to run rampant in this world, the Yaoshen realm would surely have been destroyed long ago.

At this moment, the Purple Dragon Yaoshen raced toward the location of Earth’s evolvers; his awakening had but one purpose: to slay the invaders of the Yaoshen realm and restore peace to his world—he would not permit his home to be invaded with such reckless impunity.

Thus, this Yaoshen came bearing fury and murderous intent.

Soon, the forces from both continents converged over the sea, bringing the total number of participating Yaowang to a staggering hundred or more; had it not been for their fear of Earth evolvers’ weapons—forcing them to leave some Yaowang behind to guard their territories—the number of Yaowang could have been even greater, while the number of great demons numbered in the thousands and continued to swell without end.

As for earth demons and sky demons, they were not even granted the right to fight; they were left behind on the continent.

“Is this the true strength of the Yaoshen realm? A single wave has unleashed over a hundred and seventy Yaowang and seven thousand great demons, led by a true dragon Yaoshen .” Inside the command ship, Earth’s high command trembled at the sight of this force.

The disparity in strength between the two sides was far too great.

Consider this: on our side, seven Martial Saints plus five military fortune-blessed Qiangzhe , combined with Li Yi’s thirty-five Great Perfection cultivators, could only field fewer than fifty who could stand against Yaowang .

The enemy outnumbered us threefold.

And this was only after we had swiftly ambushed and slain a portion of their Yaowang .

“Taiyi, their number of Yaowang is too great—the situation looks grim.” At this moment, Xiang Xiangzi flew to Li Yi’s side, her expression grave, speaking softly.

“Are you afraid, Immortal Lady?” Li Yi smiled.

Xiang Xiangzi said: “I am not afraid—I hold the Crimson Gold divine artifact, am bolstered by incense power, and have achieved the Three Flowers’ fullness; Yaowang are no match for me. But the others? They may wish to fight but lack the strength.”

She glanced at the other Great Perfection cultivators.

These outsiders from Tianwai Tian were not particularly powerful; though they could hold their own against Yaowang , killing one or even two in one-on-one combat was clearly difficult.

It was not that their potential was lacking, but that their time crossing over had been too short—they had not yet cultivated other methods, and their foundations remained slightly weak.

“Though our strength and numbers are inferior, the true deciding factor in this battle lies with the Yaoshen and with you and the Eastern Pole Celestial Sovereign. Immortal Lady, as long as you withstand their initial siege of Yaowang , and I slay that Yaoshen , the crisis will vanish.”

Li Yi spoke calmly: “Pity—the Crimson Gold Kingdom in the Wildlands was only recently established. If only I could have drawn in a few warriors of the Hundred Mountains Lord rank—they could have resolved many of my problems now.”

“Never mind. I’ll stop thinking about it. I entrust you with control of the three Immortal Warships. If anyone is gravely wounded or outmatched, retreat into the warships—they cannot be breached by Yaowang strength.”

“I understand.” Xiang Xiangzi nodded slightly, grasping Li Yi’s meaning.

The three Immortal Warships were three sanctuaries, leaving everyone a final escape route.

Yet even as Li Yi spoke—

Suddenly—

The Eastern Pole Celestial Sovereign seemed to sense something, his form flickered, vanishing instantly from his spot—then, across heaven and earth, ten thousand zhang of golden light erupted, countless Dao forces interwove, forming an unbreakable barrier that shielded all within.

BOOM!

In an instant, a violet divine light brimming with terrifying Yaoli crossed the sea, ignoring distance, carrying the residual might of a world-destroying strike—its intent had been to obliterate every expert behind on Earth—but the Eastern Pole Celestial Sovereign had reacted in time.

Heaven and earth trembled, the void shattered; even the mere residual energy tore the land beneath them apart, seawater surged inward, magma spewed forth, storms raged, lightning cracked, as if the world itself were ending.

Soon, the Eastern Pole Celestial Sovereign rolled his robe, gathering vast heavenly and earthly spiritual energy; a colossal divine form appeared, radiating five-colored divine light, every gesture commanding the power of heaven and earth.

“Your Grace, the Yaoshen , you are too hasty. To seek victory in a single strike—is that not to presume we have no one?” The Eastern Pole Celestial Sovereign’s voice carried across the sea, unimpeded by distance.

At this, the purple true dragon churning in the clouds heard these words and, seeing his attack blocked, immediately realized: Earth harbored a Qiangzhe equal to an Yaoshen .

A roar echoed.

The purple true dragon retracted his Yaoshen form, transforming into a middle-aged man with violet skin and dragon horns on his head, his violet slit-pupiled eyes now grave.

The Eastern Pole Celestial Sovereign’s presence was, frankly, unexpected.

We had assumed Earth had merely produced a group of Yaowang -level Qiangzhe , nothing to fear—but now it seemed the situation was far more complex than imagined.

The other Yaowang also heard the Eastern Pole Celestial Sovereign’s words; their expressions changed, realizing the danger, and instantly cooled—no longer as feverish or excited as before.

“A Qiangzhe equal to an Yaoshen ? What nonsense—where did those despicable Earth people find such a Qiangzhe ? He blocked the Yaoshen ’s strike!”

“How could this happen? What rotten luck have these evolvers had over the past year? Damn it.”

“Even the Yaoshen has enemies? This is no good.”

The Yaowang murmured among themselves, their flight speed unconsciously slowing.

If they could block the Yaoshen ’s strike, then regardless of his true strength, killing Yaowang was surely within his capability—this meant they held no absolute advantage, and what if he could defeat the Yaoshen ?

Then heaven itself would collapse.

Instantly, the Yaowang ’s thoughts turned varied, and an unspoken urge to retreat began to stir.

After all, for Yaowang , this great war was not mandatory—they could escape the Yaoshen realm and survive elsewhere.

The more they thought this way, the weaker their morale became; even the thousands of great demons behind them began to stir in unrest.

The Purple Dragon Yaoshen let out a cold snort, releasing a titanic aura that silenced the demons—he saw their thoughts clearly, but this inter-realm war was no child’s play; even if Earth’s evolvers had powerful Qiangzhe , even if they were troublesome, retreat was no excuse.

And as Yaowang , to be frightened off by a single invasion—when did the Yaoshen realm become so weak?

Perfect.

Let this great war cleanse the Yaoshen realm, renew its blood—otherwise, how could it ever stand before other worlds?

The Yaoshen ’s snort instantly silenced all the Yaowang ’s wandering thoughts.

Then, the Purple Dragon Yaoshen moved first—alone, he stepped upon the cloud sea, transforming into a streak of violet qi heading south; his terrifying aura shook space, and heaven and earth parted before him.

“The Yaoshen is coming, Eastern Pole Celestial Sovereign—what should we do?”

The Eastern Pole Celestial Sovereign smiled faintly, like a Dao Lord seated upon the heavens, utterly unafraid of the approaching Yaoshen .

Li Yi sat atop auspicious clouds, incense power swirling around him; after absorbing the accumulated incense energy from the incense world, his Primordial Spirit form radiated light, and a phantom, pure white Dao flower slowly bloomed.

The Flower of Magic Power had blossomed.

With incense power, Li Yi briefly entered the Two-Flower realm, his combat power surging to a new height.

Though this power was temporary, as long as the cross-realm gate remained open and incense energy flowed unceasingly, Li Yi’s strength would not drop.

“Eastern Pole Celestial Sovereign, you guard the flank—I will fight this Yaoshen .” Li Yi slowly rose, took a deep breath, and released the Size Alteration Technique.

In the next instant—

His body suddenly expanded, growing to a hundred zhang in height within mere breaths.

The aura of the One-Sided God manifested—above the entire continent, countless lightning bolts surged toward him; the ancient, wild divine aura of the gods, accompanied by thunder and lightning, descended upon the Yaoshen realm.

“Eastern Pole Celestial Sovereign, beware—this Yaoshen is no ordinary foe.” The Eastern Pole Celestial Sovereign bowed respectfully, recognizing Li Yi’s current state.

A One-Sided God radiating Three Flowers, bolstered by incense power—his might was truly unimaginable.

This was the terrifying power of dual cultivation.

Li Yi nodded slightly, drew a massive axe, lifted the Crimson Gold divine artifact, stepped upon auspicious clouds, and advanced a hundred li with each step, heading straight toward the Yaoshen .

Meanwhile—

Five powerful figures arrived instantly near the Eastern Pole Celestial Sovereign; these five were military Qiangzhe who had cultivated fortune methods, their entire beings radiating lethal intent, ready to confront the Yaoshen .

“If Li Yi shows signs of defeat, immediately reinforce him—kill that Yaoshen in the shortest possible time.” Wang Chengjun said.

“If anything goes wrong, immediately unite our fortunes.” Sun Xing stood with head slightly bowed, his eyes gleaming beneath his hat brim, brimming with murderous intent.

“We cannot let these demons win.” Li Weiguo declared firmly.

“For Earth.”

The five fortune Qiangzhe prepared themselves, ready for a final, desperate battle.

As the One-Sided God marched forth, his presence immense, controlling thunder and lightning, the very heavens and earth trembled with his might—his aura was no less formidable than the Yaoshen ’s.

“Our Lord, the God of Chishan, marches forth—ready to wage divine war!” The divine-blood warriors from the Wildlands watched this scene, their spirits soaring.

They regarded Li Yi as their lord—his glory was theirs, his ruin theirs too.

Yet they firmly believed victory belonged to the God of Chishan.

“Another Qiangzhe ?” The Purple Dragon Yaoshen had seen the hundred-zhang thunder god, stepping across the clouds, wielding a massive axe and charging forward.

The overwhelming aura made even him flinch.

And this situation was another crushing blow to the demons—they could not believe Earth harbored a second Qiangzhe of this caliber.