Chapter 783: Mountain-Sea Continent

The Mountain-Sea Continent.

Endless mountain ranges stretched for millions of miles, and within them lived countless divine beast races, all coexisting in this boundless sea of mountains. Among these countless beast clans, two stood as absolute apex overlords—the True Dragon Clan and the Phoenix Clan, both bearing super-divine beast bloodlines. Their strongest individuals could rival Saint Grade Heavenly Sovereigns.

And ever since Liu Xi vanished, these two clans had, without any prior agreement, set their sights on the Ancient Void Dragon Tribe and the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Tribe—and more importantly, on Zi Yan, who possessed the legendary Dragon-Phoenix Body.

Among the divine beast clans, there were ancient legends of a terrifying supreme creature—the Dragon-Phoenix, born with the powers of both True Dragons and Phoenixes, a ruler standing above both clans. But the chance of its birth was so impossibly low that it had not appeared in tens of thousands of years. In the True Dragon and Phoenix clans, it existed purely as myth.

Having the Dragon-Phoenix Body did not guarantee becoming a true Dragon-Phoenix, but compared to ordinary dragons or phoenixes, it was the closest possible form.

Thus, both clans coveted her. Once the Azure Flame Heaven was destroyed, Zi Yan would be sent to the Mountain-Sea Continent, where the two clans would decide whether she belonged to the Dragons or the Phoenixes.

But plans never kept up with change.

What awaited them today… was not Zi Yan—but Liu Xi's vengeance.

The winds howled violently across the world.

Heaven and earth suddenly rioted as Spiritual Energy raged like a typhoon sweeping through the continent. Storms gathered overhead, layers of dense clouds rolling in.

Thunder roared.

Explosive lightning wove into thousand-mile thunder dragons tearing across the clouds, making countless divine beasts tremble.

A spatial rift suddenly split open—a black abyss yawning wide, spewing violent spatial power as though ready to swallow all life.

A pillar of spiritual light burst out and illuminated the continent, its aura shaking heaven and earth.

Liu Xi had arrived—openly and unmistakably.

He had already crushed the Ancient Maha Clan.

Already trampled the Ancient Buddha Clan.

There was no reason to "handle things quietly" when it came to the True Dragons and Phoenixes.

If he was to establish dominance, then he would do so properly.

He had just returned from the Abyss Domain, and it was time to let the entire Great Thousand World understand—

The sky was changing.

Liu Xi stepped out from the light column with Zi Yan and Qing Lin at his side. His aura surged outward, instantly seizing absolute control of this entire region.

Boom. Boom. Boom.

The moment Liu Xi appeared, more than ten terrifying auras erupted throughout the Mountain-Sea Continent. Each pierced the heavens like divine pillars, confronting Liu Xi head-on—some even faintly pressing against him.

"You all seem rather eager," Liu Xi said calmly, hands clasped behind him as he stood in front of Zi Yan and Qing Lin. "Looks like you've been waiting specifically for me."

From the distant mountains came roars—ape cries, roc screeches, dragon chants, phoenix cries—blending into a grand chorus. More than a dozen Saint-Grade auras surged forth, showcasing the overwhelming strength of the divine beast races.

The tales of Liu Xi punching through the Ancient Maha Clan and kicking apart the Ancient Buddha Clan had clearly reached this land. So when he arrived, the Mountain-Sea Continent responded immediately—bringing out more than ten Saint-Grade beings to stop him.

A voice thundered across heaven and earth, shaking the skies like divine judgment.

"Lord Qing Lian, you returned alive from the Abyss Domain, that's no easy feat. And though the Ancient Maha Clan angered you, venting that fury on them should have been enough."

"We have done nothing to offend you. If you continue acting recklessly, do you really think we divine beast clans will tolerate it? We are not clay to be trampled on."

Zi Yan and Qing Lin each gripped one side of Liu Xi's robe, eyes filled with anxiety. This lineup far exceeded their expectations. Even the Ancient Maha Clan and Ancient Buddha Clan had never brought out this many Saints.

This was dangerous for Liu Xi.

But Liu Xi simply squeezed their hands reassuringly.

Shadows rippled beneath him—

and split into six.

Six monstrous giants, each tens of thousands of meters tall, erupted into existence behind him, demonic might surging like a tide capable of turning the world into the Abyss Domain itself.

The Six Desire Heavenly Demons—plus Liu Xi himself—stood against the ten-plus divine beast Saints.

Liu Xi's voice carried across heaven and earth.

"I risked my life for the Great Thousand World. But while I was lost in the Abyss Domain, you all tried to carve up my Domain… and bully my woman."

"Today I come only for the True Dragon and Phoenix Clans. But if anyone here insists on standing against me—then even if mountains sink and seas collapse, I will demand justice."

The atmosphere froze.

Another voice rose, attempting to maintain dignity.

"Your words twist the truth. Zi Yan carries the Dragon-Phoenix Body, a once-in-ten-thousand-years miracle. Only the Mountain-Sea Continent can allow her to awaken its full potential."

"We merely invited her to join our clans. Even when she refused, we did not force her away."

Liu Xi snorted coldly.

"And while I was trapped in the Abyss Domain, you planned to forcibly take her?"

"Hmph. Spare me your excuses. Whether you 'cherish' the bloodline or covet it—we both know the truth."

"If it's a fight you want—then fight."

The Six Desire Heavenly Demons roared, blood-red light blazing in their eyes as their demonic aura tore the heavens apart. Space warped violently. The earth trembled.

The world seemed to freeze.

On the divine beast side, every ancestor's expression darkened.

Liu Xi's pressure was too overwhelming.

Six Heavenly Demons plus Liu Xi himself—seven Saint-Grade powers.

Their numbers meant nothing.

Even if they could defeat him, at least half of them would die. And once battle erupted, more than twenty Saint-Grade powers would clash—the Mountain-Sea Continent would be destroyed.

This battle could not happen.

Liu Xi had nothing to lose.

He had justice, momentum, and the Six Desire Heavenly Demons.

He already stood invincible.

The divine beast clans, however… were a temporary alliance—like the five ancient clans gathering reluctantly when threatened.

Would they truly die together for the sake of the True Dragons and Phoenixes?

Perhaps one or two might.

But Liu Xi alone equaled seven Saints.

The longer the silence stretched, the heavier the atmosphere became.

(End of Chapter)

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