Chapter 620

But doing that would result in exchanging one's own life, which is a suicidal attack, and it might also accidentally injure one's own teammates.

After all, the summoned demons do not distinguish friend from foe; they will attack any living thing. And as long as the Blazing Gate has a continuous supply of Spiritual Power, it will keep summoning the demons hidden deep in hell.

This tactic of inflicting a thousand enemy casualties while suffering eight hundred herself is not something she has done for the first time. But in today's match, they absolutely cannot lose!

So that move just now was merely an appetizer; there are even more terrifying moves to come!

Now, her third younger brother is the first trump card among them!

The Blazing Gate was forcibly shut by Dahuang Zhu using his full-body aura, sealing its opening so that it cannot be opened again for a short time.

It seemed a major trouble had been resolved, but at that moment a suffocating aura erupted in the sky, causing everyone below to look up.

Above the crimson heavens, a massive axe spanned the entire firmament, pressing down on the Black Emperor's head.

This sight also shocked the others greatly.

"What the hell is this?!"

"How did this axe become so huge?!"

Watching the palace‑sized axe continually press down, the Lord of the Great Wilderness and the others were momentarily flustered.

"Old Duan, don't rest—come help! This big guy is the main event!" the Eternal Emperor shouted at Duan Emperor, who was sitting on the ground resting behind them.

"Huh?" Duan Emperor scratched his butt, calmly replying, "Do I really need to show up? Can't you and Old Huang handle it?"

"You bastard..."

"Enough! Stop arguing!" the Lord of the Great Wilderness sternly rebuked Duan Emperor and the Eternal Emperor's bickering, then turned his gaze skyward.

"I'll steady the people on the ground, Old Chu—go up and help!"

"Okay!" Chu Emperor replied, instantly vanishing from the spot.

When he reappeared, he was already above the Spiritual Void, bracing beneath the giant axe.

At this moment, the Black Emperor alone exerted all his Spiritual Power, straining with everything he had to hold up the sky‑high axe, refusing to let it fall.

But for him, this was simply too troublesome.

The Black Emperor still doesn't understand why this axe is so heavy!

Given his Cultivation Level, destroying a world would not be difficult, yet this axe now imposes an unprecedented pressure on him.

"Hahaha!" a hearty laugh rang out from above the firmament.

"Who the hell is laughing?" the Black Emperor frowned and lifted his head to look.

All that could be seen was a figure standing on the haft of the towering axe.

"Hmph! I'd heard how formidable the Black Emperor was, but seeing him now, he's nothing special!" the Big Guy sneered, "Today I'll end your legend and show you what true strength is!"

Having said that, the Big Guy stomped hard, and the Divine Ability axe fell like a meteor, once again pressing onto the Black Emperor's shoulder.

This sharp edge had already torn the Black Emperor's clothes, leaving a gash.

"Damn it!" the Black Emperor gritted his teeth, and his Coiled Dragon Sword trembled faintly.

Chu Emperor hurried over, and upon seeing the scene, he too was astonished.

"Old Black, want help?" Chu Emperor asked.

"Nonsense, of course! Hurry up and take care of that big guy—I'll hold this thing!" the Black Emperor shifted his stance, sucked in a breath, and roared.

Chu Emperor shrugged, then flew up to cloud level, aligning with the Big Guy.

"Hmph, so it's you, perfect—I'll settle this nuisance right here!" the Big Guy glared at Chu Emperor, speaking menacingly.

Chu Emperor crossed his arms, hovered mid‑air, and raised an eyebrow: "I say, you have no weapon—what will you fight me with?"

Truly overestimating oneself.

"Even with bare fists, this old man can make you spill flowers!" the Big Guy roared, swinging a massive fist at Chu Emperor.

This punch may be slow, but its power is astonishing; from afar one can feel the fierce wind, as if a single blow could shatter mountains.

However… the speed is simply too slow.

Chu Emperor didn't even need to see the opponent's move; he sidestepped left and right, easily dodging the Big Guy's strike.

"How, didn't you eat? Keep going." Chu Emperor taunted.

"You bastard!" the Big Guy fumed, stamping his feet, clapping his palms to burst out a strong qi surge, then threw another punch.

"Too slow, too slow!" Chu Emperor yawned while dodging, nearly bored to sleep.

Such provocation only made the Big Guy more anxious.

Thus, Chu Emperor stood with arms crossed, letting the Big Guy attack back and forth several times, yet not a single blow landed.

At that moment, the Black Emperor's roar came from below: "Stop playing around—hurry up and defeat that guy, seize this Divine Ability!"

The massive axe pressed down; relying solely on the Black Emperor obviously couldn't hold it for long.

"Hehe… sorry, you heard it too—I must take care of you now and end this fight quickly!" Chu Emperor shrugged, smiling.

As his words fell, Chu Emperor's body instantly emitted streams of sword qi, transforming into countless sword winds that surrounded the firmament's Spiritual Void.

"Senior Brother, I'll help you!" a long spear shot from afar, instantly breaking Chu Emperor's sword formation; the next second, a bald head flew in from outside the formation.

He held a spear ablaze with fire, his body exuding ferocity, revealing a dangerous aura.

The bald man glared, eyebrows furrowed, eyes blazing at Chu Emperor: "Today I'll make sure you have no place to bury your dead!"

With reinforcements, the Big Guy also breathed easier.

Although he had just boasted to Junior Sister Qinhong that he could take on five alone and easily defeat the Lord of the Great Wilderness and company.

But just now he had been toyed with by Chu Emperor alone, spinning around in circles.

Without the giant axe in hand, he indeed felt no sense of security.

"'Taking on two of you is already shameless… but fine, I'll settle you myself.' Chu Emperor said softly, then laid out another sword formation."

Countless sword shadows swirled above, merging with the surrounding vortices; the sword shadows became sword winds, then a sword curtain.

In an instant, a phantom formed; anyone standing within could feel the relentlessly approaching chill.

"Have you heard of the Sword Whistle? Today I'll let you open your eyes……" Chu Emperor flicked his finger, and the sword shadow hovering above his head immediately ceased its turning, surrounding the big guy and the bald head, as if to trap them inside and crush them.

Black Emperor also cooperated from below, forming a seal with one hand, he sacrificed a round gourd, blowing out an icy cold wind that covered the sword qi.

Taking advantage of the momentum, he froze the giant axe head that kept pressing down.

The two combined, forming a perfect ice wall that left the two trapped inside unable to escape or break through.

"I wonder what you can do……" Outside the arena, the crowd looked up; although they couldn't see clearly, they could all feel the descending cold silvery light.

"Chu Emperor's swordplay is truly superb!"

"He has already reached the state of perfection!"

They were all attracted by Chu Emperor's might, yet no one paid attention to the Black Emperor, who was desperately struggling to hold up beneath the giant axe.

At that moment, the projection of the Three Xiao appeared in the center of the competition arena, allowing them to experience the earth-shaking fierce battle firsthand.

Seeing such an exciting moment, they couldn't help but become restless.

Bi Xiao licked her lips, unable to suppress the urge to rush in and fight.

"Sister, calm down, this is just a match, don't have any other thoughts!" Yun Xiao reminded from the side.

"There's nothing I can do, it's so exciting I want to jump in and join the fray." Bi Xiao said.

"Don't forget, this is a competition hosted by Senior Brother Ye Qin, and it's been decided that disciples of the Sect of the Cutting cannot participate……" Qiong Xiao muttered on the side.

The reason is simple: every disciple of the Sect of the Cutting is now a powerhouse who has entered the state of perfection; even a lowly menial worker among them is a hundred times stronger than the capable individuals of the Myriad Worlds.

Otherwise, people from other worlds wouldn't be scrambling to squeeze into the Sect of the Cutting.

So if Bi Xiao were to enter the fray, the outcome would be obvious—the Sect of the Cutting would win easily, with no suspense at all, and there would be nothing exciting about it.

What we want to see now is this kind of balanced strength, so that the fight can have back-and-forth action, making people exclaim how thrilling it is.

"Hehe…… It's only natural for Junior Sister Bi Xiao to have such thoughts, after all, this poor daoist who hasn't lifted a hand in years, seeing this scene, also finds it hard to hold back." The projection of Daoist Duobao also appeared in the center of the arena at some point.

Even if one possessed a peerless sword that could cut iron like mud, without a place to use it, it would be nothing more than a piece of scrap metal.

Nowadays, with my abilities, nobody dares to be my enemy, and I don't know who to find to practice with.

Moreover, even someone who isn't even among the top three in the Sect of the Cutting is like this—what about Senior Brother Ye Qin, who has become the peak combat power of the Myriad Worlds?

Isn't that being invincible under heaven and utterly boring?

Just thinking about it feels somewhat scary.

If a person has no room for improvement left, then there is no fun left.

So Daoist Duobao lowered his gaze to the few people in the arena, his eyes inevitably filling with envy.

Between heaven and earth, the vast aura filled the surroundings, making countless strong hearts surge.

Above the firmament, a giant axe slowly descended; though it had not yet struck the ground, it already posed a tremendous threat.

Inside the arena, the atmosphere was tense, reeking of gunpowder.

"Only the three of us remain; it's time to decide the victor." The Lord of the Great Wilderness stared ahead at Qin Hong and another person, speaking in a deep voice.

They originally had four, but one had been defeated by the Black Emperor and is now watching from the outskirts.

Although they had the numerical advantage, the Lord of the Great Wilderness still dared not be the slightest bit lax.

"Hmph, bring it on—who's afraid of whom?" Qin Hong replied coldly.

After a period of rest, her spiritual power had recovered mostly, and the stamina consumed from summoning the Blazing Gate had also been fully restored.

The two junior brothers above, she wanted to help but couldn't, so she could only focus her attention on the Lord of the Great Wilderness.

As long as we deal with him, victory will be within easy reach.

"Hah……" The black-robed man exhaled a mouthful of turbid air and slowly walked toward the center of the arena.

"Today's battle isn't about proving who's strongest; I just find you displeasing to the eye." He said lightly.

"What big talk! If that's the case, then don't hide anything—bring out whatever trump cards you have; I want to see how you can still surprise me." The Lord of the Great Wilderness said, then drew a world-destroying divine sword out of thin air, his whole body instantly engulfed in netherfire.

Emperor Wuzhong grinned and strode forward.

"Old Wilderness, counting me in, everyone else is fighting desperately—how could I just stand by and do nothing?"

"Huh, how come I feel there's hidden meaning in your words?" The Duan Emperor at the back frowned, dissatisfied, and complained.

"Heh, if you don't want Senior Brother Ye Qin to catch you slacking, I advise you not to stay idle—join us and quickly end this battle."

Dragging it out like this is not good for them.

The black-robed man and Qin Hong in the distance were also infected by this atmosphere, and together with another junior brother they formed the final combat team.

Three versus three—the main showdown of this battle is about to begin.

"Second brother, are you all right?" Qin Hong looked anxiously at the black-robed man and asked softly.

"Don't worry, junior sister; I just watched your fight and gained some understanding of their techniques. I can't just sit idle—I'll take the lead in this battle."

"But——" Qin Hong hadn't finished speaking when the black-robed man tore off his black cloak, revealing his body covered in dense talismans.

"Here we go again!"

"Is he going to transform again?"

The spectators erupted in an uproar.

How could they forget the black-robed man's previous phoenix‑rebirth appearance, his whole body wreathed in crimson flames, nearly cutting down the Duan Emperor from his horse—a scene still vivid in their minds?

"Tsk……" The Duan Emperor's expression twitched slightly upon seeing the black-robed man's action.

He had intended to rest until the battle ended, but now he also rose to his feet.

"Yo, Old Duan, I thought you truly had no feelings either way."

"Cut the chatter—I just don't want to keep hearing that I lost to him. I must make up for that earlier defeat."

The Duan Emperor said coldly, anger already flaring on his face.

In the previous battle, he had almost been defeated by the black-robed man; if not for the Lord of the Great Wilderness pulling him back in time, he would have already perished in the sea of fire.

Although he wouldn't admit it verbally, he knew clearly in his heart that he had lost face and now must regain it.

"Hehe, that's more like it." The Lord of the Great Wasteland smiled with satisfaction.

"Cut the chatter, you guys don't fight me for this, this guy is mine!"

Emperor Duan instantly locked onto the black-robed man, strode forward, and pointed at him, shouting loudly.

"Your opponent is me! Don't get it wrong! Our previous battle hasn't ended yet; now let us fight again fairly and squarely!"

The black-robed man gave a sinister smile, made a throat-slashing gesture, and said: "I'm afraid the next one to fall will be you!"

As soon as the words fell, both shouted in unison, their aura surging tumultuously.

The Lord of the Great Wasteland and the Emperor of the Endless sensibly stepped back a few steps, leaving the arena for Emperor Duan.

The two were ready; in the next second, Emperor Duan launched the first attack.

He stepped forward, the ground beneath his feet instantly exploded, and he lunged forward with the force of thunder.

"Watch out, Second Brother!" Qin Hong saw through Emperor Duan's move and hurriedly warned.

But before the words finished, Emperor Duan had already rushed to the black-robed man's front.

Whoosh!

Emperor Duan's hand produced two longswords out of thin air, which he sliced through the air.

Boom!

Hundreds of sword winds fell, and anything struck was instantly shredded.

But...

But the black-robed man was not among them.

"Tsk..." Emperor Duan frowned, his eyes darting, and quickly turned his gaze upward.

The black-robed man had already soared above, driving the flames on his body into balls of fire, like a bomber aiming at Emperor Duan's head and dropping them.

Bang bang bang!

Inside the venue, earth-shattering explosions occurred one after another, each blast sending out a powerful vortex that even affected the spectators outside.