Chapter 962: The Grand Finale Drama!

Boom!

Above the firmament of Yu Province, a blood-colored rift spanning ten thousand miles suddenly tore open, like the angry eye of Heaven opening to overlook the human world.

Blood-colored light poured down like a sea, illuminating the entire land of Yu Province in a scarlet hue.

Xia Hanzhou sat cross-legged amidst the blood-colored light, the Soul of the Mandate Chapter in his hands slowly opening.

"Finally, it is my turn to be the protagonist."

Xia Hanzhou spoke in a deep voice, his gaze sweeping across all corners of the human world.

The pressure belonging to the Ninth Rank continuously radiated from his body.

Above the distant sea.

Jiang Yuan, Zhang Xing, and Yu Cheng watched this scene.

"It is about to begin."

Jiang Yuan spoke:

"Xia Hanzhou ascending to the Ninth Rank is the bait Li Zhiyi set to lure out the Master of Chen."

Zhang Xing narrowed his eyes:

"Li Zhiyi now possesses the Sword of the Xia Master; for our group to kill him is as difficult as ascending to the blue sky."

Zhang Xing felt somewhat pessimistic at this moment.

Even though he was one of the three human bodies of the Unmanifested Void Sacrifice, capable of merging with Wu Yuan and Chen Liu at any time to become the Unmanifested Void Sacrifice.

The Unmanifested Void Sacrifice, one of the five great ancient divine beasts.

That should be powerful enough, right?

But looking at it now, that is truly not the case.

Li Zhiyi has the Sword of the Xia Master, and Zhang Huizhi has the Ninth Rank simulation core.

The Unmanifested Void Sacrifice really does not measure up in front of these two.

Since when did the supreme ancient divine beasts become so pathetic?

"Brother Zhang, do not panic."

Jiang Yuan looked at Zhang Xing:

"Did I not tell you who the true trump card of our Yan Party is?"

"Who?" Zhang Xing frowned.

"It is me."

A low voice resounded.

Zhang Xing's hair stood on end instantly, feeling that a great terror was about to arrive.

Sure enough, the void was rudely torn open by a pair of large hands, and Lu Xunyang, dressed in white, stepped through.

He stood there like a mountain, making it impossible for others to breathe.

Oppression!

A lethal sense of oppression.

The only one who could make the five great ancient divine beasts feel such terror was Lu Xunyang.

"Greetings, Divine General Xunyang!" Zhang Xing hurriedly bowed.

"Hmm." Lu Xunyang looked at Zhang Xing:

"The Master of Will must have a conspiracy; only by killing Li Zhiyi can our Great Xia be stabilized."

As Lu Xunyang spoke, figures appeared behind him; Zong Huang, Zong Heng, and a group of powerhouses from the Xunyang faction arrived.

"You will follow us when the time comes." Lu Xunyang looked at Zhang Xing and said:

"Although you are only at the Creation Realm, your strength is extremely high; perhaps you will be a surprise force."

Zhang Xing's pupils constricted.

At this moment, it was actually the Xunyang faction and the entire Yan Party intending to exterminate Li Zhiyi.

"Then, regarding the matter of King Xiayue entering the Ninth Rank..."

Zhang Xing asked hesitantly.

Lu Xunyang said indifferently:

"I will protect him, but killing Li Zhiyi is the priority; the affairs of our human race should not be decided by some inexplicable Master of Will."

Zhang Xing nodded.

In this way, he did not have zero chance of victory after all.

After all, if even Lu Xunyang wanted to kill Li Zhiyi, where else could Li Zhiyi flee to?

Immediately following this, Zhang Xing's heart trembled.

His other human body, Chen Liu, had already set off with the Master of the Pool at this moment.

The five clans truly could not sit by and watch Xia Hanzhou enter the Ninth Rank.

On the other side of the ocean.

The third human body, Wu Yuan, was already prepared.

As long as the timing was right, Wu Yuan, Chen Liu, and Zhang Xing would merge once more to become the Unmanifested Void Sacrifice.

If they could wait for Lu Xunyang and Li Zhiyi to fight and both be heavily injured.

Perhaps...

Zhang Xing narrowed his eyes.

Internal strife among the human race was the greatest reason why the ancient divine beasts could suppress the human race for so many years.

At the same time.

Chen Prefecture.

After the Lord of Chen placed the final piece, he slowly stood up, his green robes billowing.

"It is time to act."

Evil Realm.

Xuan Yi walked forward, stepping on gnarled giant roots; the humus beneath his feet was soft and elastic.

The root veins of the Evil Realm's Saint-Breaking Tree arched like giant pythons into mountain ranges, with fluorescent moss hidden in the gullies, the damp woody scent wrapped in divinity, every step treading upon eternal vitality.

Beneath that canopy which obscured the heavens, hung an Emperor Fruit, resembling a sun.

"The Emperor Fruit..."

Xuan Yi looked on from afar, a look of intense covetousness appearing in his eyes.

The Emperor Fruit is the number one opportunity for the human race.

Absolutely the number one!

Who would not wish to seize it?

Now, the only person left blocking him from obtaining the Emperor Fruit was Wuhen Jun.

Xuan Yi turned his head to look; Wuhen Jun had been standing there holding his sword the entire time, the other party seemingly maintaining that calm expression all along.

Whoosh!

Between heaven and earth, a wild wind suddenly whistled.

Above the massive canopy, leaves like boats drifted down one after another.

The giant leaves filling the sky were like fragments of a falling dome, sweeping over and blotting out the sun.

Their edges shimmered with gilded patterns, carrying the heavy, ancient aura of forest timber, falling with a rustle onto the root-covered earth and striking with dull booms.

The entire expanse of root-covered earth kicked up fine humus and faint light, layering together into a golden torrent.

Xuan Yi looked toward Wuhen Jun and spoke calmly:

"Among the several Dao Children, I admire you the most, yet the distance between you and me has always existed.

If you die, I will personally cast a monument for you."

Wuhen Jun's eyes were calm; at this moment, a trace of a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth as he looked at the rustling fallen leaves:

"A person's life..."

Hum!

A sound of sword ringing resonated.

"... is something that can pursue everything."

Boom!

A Ninth-Grade Sword Soul erupted suddenly, surging like waves, crashing toward Xuan Yi.

Xuan Yi stood calmly, making no move, yet thousands of Fist Souls collided against him.

Boom, boom, boom!

The terrifying shockwaves exploded outward, blasting the thousands of boat-leaves into fragments.

The atmosphere was oppressive.

Oppressive!

Oppressive!

He moved!

Hum!

A sword strike arrived.

Invisible sword Qi sliced through the void, and a bloodstain appeared on Xuan Yi's neck.

Wuhen Jun's body had already appeared behind Xuan Yi.

Xuan Yi's eyes widened, and the next moment, endless ferocity flashed in them as he grabbed Wuhen Jun's neck with a backhand strike.

Boom!

He smashed Wuhen Jun directly into the ground.

Cough!

Wuhen Jun spat out blood, yet endless sword light erupted from his entire body, stabbing toward Xuan Yi's eyes.

Hum, hum, hum!

Thousands of sword shadows struck through; Xuan Yi's hair stood on end in a rage, his entire face becoming unrecognizable.

"Kill!!!"

Xuan Yi roared, raising a fist; behind him appeared a golden divine statue ten thousand miles high, standing between heaven and earth, its giant palm pressing down toward Wuhen Jun like the sky collapsing!

Wuhen Jun finally changed color, blocking horizontally with his sword edge, but was slammed into the depths of the earth by the statue's palm!

Crack, crack, crack!

Countless roots of the divine tree snapped; Xuan Yi stood in the void, his muscles gnarled, his aura domineering.

But the very next instant.

Hum!

The blood-stained Wuhen Jun had already appeared behind him, slashing a sword toward the back of Xuan Yi's neck.

"You!"

Xuan Yi frowned instantly, and as he turned, he smashed a fist toward Wuhen Jun.

Boom!

The golden divine statue threw punches simultaneously, its massive golden fists smashing horizontally, and Lord Wuchen let out cracking sounds.

"True Soul Return to Void!"

Xuan Yi roared, raising both hands high, as ten thousand true souls continuously condensed and condensed.

Rumble!

A massive golden sun appeared above his palms.

Boundless radiant light illuminated the Evil Realm.

"Back then, this move didn't kill Chen Yan, but to deal with you, it is enough!"

Xuan Yi bellowed.

Rumble!

The massive golden sun smashed down with a boom, the earth trembled violently, and thousands of roots shattered and flew in all directions.

Ten thousand streams of light instantly bombarded Lord Wuchen's body, and he was instantly swallowed by the flames of light.

Xuan Yi stood still in the high heavens, waiting for a long time before the flames of light disappeared.

At this moment, Lord Wuchen's blood had soaked through his tattered robes, his physical body was broken, and a large patch of dark red spread out on the humus layer.

"Heh heh..."

Lord Wuchen breathed with difficulty, yet he kept spitting out blood.

Bang!

Xuan Yi stepped onto the ground, walking over crushed stones and broken roots, each step causing the ground to sink slightly.

The golden divine statue hovered behind him, looking down with icy eyes.

Until he arrived before Lord Wuchen, Xuan Yi looked down from above at the curled-up Lord Wuchen, showing not a hint of a smile at this moment.

"You have lost."

Xuan Yi sighed:

"The so-called struggle for the Dao Child has always been a joke.

From the very beginning, you were all just my fortuitous encounter."

Xuan Yi raised a fist, streams of light gathering at his palm, preparing to condense into the final strike.

…………

At the same time.

The outside world.

When Xia Hanzhou ascended to the Ninth Rank, all eyes were upon him.

The Universe Master looked up at the firmament, followed by a group of Universe Province Elders behind him.

"My Lord, is it not a bit... for Xia Hanzhou to ascend here in our Universe Province?"

The Universe Province Great Elder, Yu Wen, frowned as he spoke.

Xia Hanzhou's ascension would inevitably trigger a great war between the five clans.

But why must the battlefield be their Universe Province?

Must their Universe Province technology be involved?

At this moment, everyone was staring at Xia Hanzhou.

Even the entire Universe Province's offensive and defensive system had locked onto Xia Hanzhou's location.

The purpose was to lock onto the first person to make a move against Xia Hanzhou.

The situation was becoming increasingly tense.

Extremely powerful existences like Li Zhiyi and Zhang Huizhi had even gone into hiding; once someone attacked Xia Hanzhou, they would erupt instantly.

Rumble!

The pressure belonging to the Ninth Rank descended upon Universe Province.

Everyone's mood was not one of excitement, but of tension.

"My Lord!"

Yu Wen growled.

The Universe Master glanced at Yu Wen indifferently:

"From now on, do not call me My Lord."

Yu Wen frowned, about to speak.

The next instant, his pupils constricted.

A figure in green robes suddenly arrived.

"Chen Yuan!"