Chapter 271: This Is Impossible!!!

"Only the final hundred Saint Kings remain..."

The Great Thousand Divine Universe's cold and imposing rule proclamation, like an invisible cold current, instantly swept across the massive valley.

Thousands of Saint Kings!

In the end, only a hundred can remain!

This terrifying elimination rate, with its cruelty and intensity, makes one's scalp tingle!

In an instant, thousands of auras within the valley surged violently.

Many Heavenly Prides' eyes instantly grew exceedingly solemn, their Divine Power roiling, their divine consciousness frantically scanning the surroundings for potential allies or seemingly weaker targets.

But even more Heavenly Prides had battle intent and sharpness exploding in their eyes, confident they were invincible, convinced they would be among the small surviving fraction!

"Hey! I've been in seclusion for a hundred years, already breaking through to the Second-step Saint King pinnacle, with deep foundation, just lamenting the lack of worthy opponents to hone myself! This first-stage massive melee suits me perfectly!"

A foreign Heavenly Pride, its body entwined with Lei Dian, sneered and spoke, his voice like thunder.

"Battle! No need for words! Only by killing, treading on the losers' Dark Corpses, can one ascend to the Absolute Peak!"

A Human swordsman bearing a long sword spoke coldly, his sword intent already soaring to the heavens.

"Massive melee? Hahaha! I love this simple, direct, survival-of-the-fittest rule! Killing is the Tiandao! So exhilarating!!"

A huge, spiked-bone-covered ferocious beast let out an excited roar, its bloodthirsty gaze scanning the arena.

Everyone who made it here is a top-tier genius, one in ten thousand—or even one in a hundred million—within their own Star Domain and race, proud and with an ingrained belief of invincibility.

Facing such a cruel rule, they were not frightened; instead, it fully ignited their ferocity and battle spirit!

Almost the moment the Great Thousand Divine Universe's will uttered the words "Begin", —

Boom！！！！！！！！！

Like hundreds of volcanoes erupting simultaneously, thousands of terrifying auras brazenly collided and exploded!

The light of divine ability illuminated the valley, the law's chains shattered the Void, roars, bellowing, clashing of weapons, explosions of energy…

Instantaneously weaving into a chaotic, tragic death symphony!

The great battle erupted instantly without any pause!

Figures flit, blood splatters!

Just a single encounter, dozens of Heavenly Prides who reacted a bit slower or were unlucky, under the concentrated fire of several terrifying attacks, screamed as they were heavily wounded, a flash of guiding light around them marked them as eliminated, and they were teleported out of this battle zone.

And Ye Wuque's position naturally became a target as well.

He stood alone, his black robe fluttering slightly, expression calm, forming a stark contrast to the suddenly blazing, brutal melee around him.

Such a crane‑among‑chickens uniqueness immediately caught the attention of several nearby Heavenly Prides eager to find an easy prey.

"There's a lone one over there! Looks dazed! Let's team up and clear him first!"

"Attack!"

Three figures, each from a different race, their auras ranging between First-step Saint King and Second-step Saint King, simultaneously designated Ye Wuque as the first hunting target, bearing snarls and murderous intent, charging from three directions!

One unleashed a blazing giant palm, scorching mountains and boiling seas.

Another slashed out a chilling blade light, tearing the heavens.

The third employed a bizarre body technique, sneaking in like a phantom, fingertips exhaling poisonous glimmer!

Their assault was fierce, coordination almost seamless, instantly sealing all avenues of evasion for Ye Wuque.

Yet, faced with a combined strike capable of grievously wounding or even killing an ordinary Second-step Saint King, Ye Wuque's face showed not a hint of seriousness or panic, but a peculiarly odd expression, his gaze… as if he saw a few ant‑like creatures brandishing claws, trying to shake an Eternal Divine Mountain.

He didn't even intend to act, still standing with his hands behind his back, as if the terrifying attack before him were merely a gentle breeze.

"Hehe, scared stiff? Not even the courage to strike?"

The Heavenly Pride who wielded the blazing giant palm sneered mockingly at the sight.

"How boring! Giving up already? Useless!"

The one who slashed the blade light wore an even more disdainful expression.

Boom—!!

The three terrifying attacks struck Ye Wuque solidly!

Energy light instantly engulfed him, emitting a deafening boom!

Yet, the next moment, the snarls and disdain on the three attackers' faces froze, replaced by utter astonishment and horror!

Because they clearly felt that their terrifyingly powerful attack landing on Ye Wuque was like a mud ox entering the sea, poured into a bottomless abyss!

It raised not a ripple, not even the edge of his black robe stirred a hair.

The feeling was like a mortal punching with all their might at an unchanging Eternal Star, only to sense their own insignificance and powerlessness, nothing else!

"Hm? This is impossible!!"

The Flaming Heavenly Pride cried out in shock, his eyes bulging out.

"Bad! This one is strange! Retreat quickly!!"

The blade‑light Heavenly Pride reacted fastest, a chill surged from his feet straight to the celestial crown, and without thought he tried to withdraw.

The stealthy poisonous-path Heavenly Pride was so frightened his soul fled, his body retreated violently.

But it was already too late.

Just as they felt horror and tried to flee.

Ye Wuque, who had stood motionless all this time, didn't even lift an eyelid; instead, around him... naturally drifted a single... pressure.

Yes, just a single strand.

Like a sleeping dragon, a breath unintentionally exhaled.

For Ye Wuque himself, this might not even amount to a one‑in‑hundreds‑of‑millions fraction of force, merely a trivial wisp of his vast, star‑sea‑like power.

However, for those three, and for every Saint King Heavenly Pride in this entire battle zone, that single pressure was no less than the whole Zhutian universe… crashing down with a thunderous suppression!

Boom!!!

The three Heavenly Pride who were first in the line of fire could not even muster a single thought of resistance; they only felt an indescribably heavy, vast, terrifying force instantly bearing down upon them!

The Primordial Force within them instantly stilled, their Bones emitted groans of unbearable burden, and their legs completely lost control—

Thump! Thump! Thump!

All knelt down together!

They did not choose to kneel; that force stripped them of the right to stand!

As if standing itself were a desecration of this supreme authority!

Their faces turned as pale as paper in an instant, without a trace of color; their pupils filled with boundless horror and incomprehensible fear, mouths gaping, yet not a single sound could escape!

This was only the beginning.

That pressure did not stay limited to the three; it spread like a stone dropped into a calm lake, centered on them, silent yet incredibly swift—expanding outward!

Buzz—!!!

It seemed as if an invisible, formless yet unimaginably heavy sky canopy, with Ye Wuque as its origin, instantly shrouded the entire No.? battle zone!

In the next instant, within the valley, the thousands of battle groups that had been fiercely shouting and killing as if the heavens trembled were seemingly paused all at once!

All the Heavenly Pride who were fighting, roaring, and unleashing divine powers—regardless of their powerful races, regardless of the world‑shaking inheritances they bore, regardless of whether they were first‑step, second‑step, or even hidden third‑step Saint Kings—

In that split second, their bodies convulsed violently, their faces changed wildly!

A supreme terror and sense of insignificance, as if born from the Primordial itself, from the depths of the soul, poured over them like icy water, instantly drowning them!

They felt they were no longer facing a single opponent, but… the weight of the entire Zhutian Wanjie!

It was the vast universe, the endless star sea, the ancient Tiandao… all crushing down at once!

Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump…

Like cut wheat, one after another the figures fell, completely uncontrollably collapsing to the ground!

Whether standing, flying, or charging, without exception, all were utterly suppressed by this irresistible, dazzling heavenly might, pinned firmly to the earth!

Not even a single finger could move!

Not even a strand of Primordial Force could circulate!

The entire clamorous, thunderous great valley, in less than a breath, became… Line: Dead Silence!

Only those eyes filled with terror, despair, bewilderment, and disbelief struggled, turning en masse toward the same direction—the source of that terrifying pressure!

Then, they saw…

That figure still standing quietly, black robe fluttering, expression bearing a hint of calm, the Black Robe Figure.

Naturally it was Ye Wuque!

"Ah…"

"How… how could this be possible…"

A living being let out a silent roar in its heart, its Dark Heart nearly collapsing completely at this moment.

"Who… who is he?! This is impossible! As Saint Kings, how could the gap be this huge?!"

"Illusion! It must be an illusion!"

"How many steps is he as a Saint King?! Six steps? Seven steps? Or… higher?!"

A living being screamed madly in its heart, yet could not produce any answer.