Chapter 1257

For him, the shock was indeed immense.

The Outer Realm Battlefield—

He merely treated it as a place for cultivation.

After all, he himself had long ago reached the mid-tier True God level of the Six Radiant Moons.

Moreover, he held a High-Grade Divine Artifact in hand, his strength no less than that of an ordinary Void Overlord.

Such strength—

In this Outer Realm Battlefield, it was enough to sweep through everything.

Void overlords were far too few.

The Hundred Yue Domain, the Nine Worm Labyrinth, the Wave Domain, the Blood-Red Sky Curtain, and the Ice-Fire Corridor, these five domains.

The total number of Void overlords absolutely did not exceed one hundred.

And among those not exceeding one hundred Void overlords,

ninety percent were ordinary Void overlords.

Only ten percent were top-tier Void overlords.

As for invincible Void overlords?

There was only one across the five domains.

That one had been in secluded cultivation for hundreds of thousands of years and had not emerged.

The number was so scarce.

And the top-tier Void overlords who came to the Outer Realm Battlefield did not exceed three.

So—

Whether it was his own strength, or the combined strength of the Eleven Army Lord and the Twelve Army Lord leading over a thousand Tiger Fang Divine Armies,

in this Outer Realm Battlefield,

as long as they did not encounter those three top-tier Void overlords,

they could basically roam without hindrance.

How could they possibly be completely annihilated!

Suddenly,

a flash of light crossed his mind; his brows furrowed, and his eyes were filled with coldness:

"Did the Wind-Blood True God of the Blood-Red Sky Curtain make a move?!"

The Blood-Red Sky Curtain.

This was also an extremely powerful domain.

The one ruling the Blood-Red Sky Curtain was the 'Sacred Blood Clan'.

And the Wind-Blood True God was a top-tier Void overlord of the Sacred Blood Clan.

Under his command was a 'Wind-Blood Divine Army'; although not as strong as the Tiger Fang Divine Army,

if the Wind-Blood True God led it personally, the compounded strength would naturally be terrifying.

It would be enough to completely annihilate the over a thousand Tiger Fang Divine Armies led by the Eleven Army Lord and the Twelve Army Lord.

This was, on the Outer Realm Battlefield,

what he believed to be

the only terrifying existence capable of completely annihilating the over a thousand Tiger Fang Divine Armies led by the Eleven Army Lord and the Twelve Army Lord!

Not to mention

that the Sacred Blood Clan had been mutually hostile with their Ancient God Clan for countless years.

"Young Master, the Wind-Blood True God has not stepped out of the 'Blood Sea Heavenly Pool'."

The old man said with difficulty:

"It was the subordinate god of that Lei Ting True God... the subordinate god!"

"The subordinate god of that Lei Ting True God???"

Faraday was completely stunned.

He could never have imagined the old man would say such a thing.

He naturally knew of that Lei Ting True God.

He had slain over a hundred Tiger Fang Divine Armies under his command.

His strength was considered quite good.

But—

a subordinate god had once again slain the Eleven Army Lord, the Twelve Army Lord, and over a thousand Tiger Fang Divine Armies?!

He thought it was a joke.

A huge joke.

How could this be possible!

But seeing the old man's strained and painful expression, his heart sank.

A High-Grade True God!

Could it be that it was a High-Grade True God?!

Only a High-Grade True God could possess such a terrifying subordinate god!

"Immediately... report this matter to the Father God."

His face was pale, his fists clenched, and he said with difficulty.

Matters involving a High-Grade True God.

It was already beyond his ability to handle.

Even—

He felt a flutter of panic, considering whether to immediately withdraw from the Outer Realm Battlefield?

Inside the Divine Kingdom.

Li Yue stood with his hands clasped behind his back before the dark, ancient Temple of the Apocalypse.

He paid little mind to the Ancient God Clan mistaking him for a High-Grade True God.

After all—

His current strength was already comparable to that of a High-Grade True God.

Moreover, under his command was a devotee capable of unleashing the power of a Perfect High-Grade True God for a short time—

He had far fewer fears now.

Hoo—

He raised his hand lightly.

Three hundred million units of pure soul instantly transformed into a dark, surging river, vast and mighty—

Rushing toward the Temple of the Apocalypse before him in an instant!

Three hundred million units of pure soul.

This was an extremely massive quantity...

Fully equivalent to the pure soul power of three hundred million Rank 9 Bronze Demi-Gods!

Boom!

The void seemed to tremble violently, echoing with the earth-shattering roar of the river.

Inside the Temple of the Apocalypse.

Aside from the empty Temple of Calamity.

The other three great temples—

The Temple of Plague, the Temple of Destruction, and the Temple of Death—

Were suddenly flooded with vast amounts of pure soul power.

Within these three temples.

A cold knight mounted on a warhorse stood at the center of each.

That vast quantity of pure soul power surged madly toward these three knights.

The knight within the Temple of Plague.

Clad in ancient white armor, with long white hair cascading over his shoulders and silver eyes that radiated ill omen and terror.