Chapter 432: The Battle Erupts, Upper Realm Prodigies

Those words plunged the entire Mortal World into a suffocating silence.

No one refuted him, no one could.

The difference between the two sides was simply too enormous, that was a fact.

Three Earth Immortals, hundreds of Vagrant Immortals, thousands of Half Immortals, tens of thousands of Immortal Ascension cultivators, and hundreds of thousands of Tribulation Transcendence cultivators.

Moreover, these were not ordinary cultivators, but elite geniuses of the Upper Realm.

The Lower Realm had prepared for fifty whole years, but in the face of such an army, it still seemed insufficient.

Some cultivators clenched their fists, some gritted their teeth, and some stared at the army before them with unwillingness, but for a brief moment, their hearts couldn’t help but waver.

Indeed, the chances of them winning were abysmally low, so why struggle?

Why resist?

What meaning did death have if the outcome was already decided?

Just then, a voice suddenly resounded throughout heaven and earth.

"Why so much nonsense?!"

*Boom!*

The voice was like thunder exploding across the heavens, causing countless cultivators to turn their heads.

A figure slowly stepped through the air, each step causing the space beneath his feet to crack and explode.

He was tall and muscular, his body radiating an extremely powerful aura.

The Unrivaled Fist God!

His fists were clenched tightly, and his eyes burned with an intense fighting spirit.

He stared directly at the middle aged Earth Immortal without any fear in his eyes whatsoever!

"Just fight!"

His roar shook the heavens.

"Whether we win or lose, we’ll know after we fight!"

The moment those words fell, the hearts of countless cultivators trembled.

The wavering flames within their hearts suddenly ignited once more.

That’s right.

So what if they could not win?

So what if the difference was enormous?

They were already standing here, and since things had already reached this point, there was nowhere left to retreat!

If they were going to die, then they would die fighting!

The countless cultivators who had been preparing for fifty years finally released everything they had been suppressing.

*Boom!*

One aura after another erupted, shaking heaven and earth.

The formations covering the Mortal World released dazzling light as Ancient Dharma Treasures shone brilliantly.

Sword Intent soared, Fist Intent erupted, and Spear Intent surged.

The despair that had appeared moments ago was swept away like a receding tide.

The middle aged Earth Immortal quietly watched this scene and ultimately shook his head.

"Stubborn."

He slowly raised one hand and waved it lightly.

He did not make any other move, but the Upper Realm army behind him moved.

*Boom!*

The heavens exploded as hundreds of Vagrant Immortals surged forward and thousands of Half Immortals followed suit.

The endless army of Immortal Ascension and Tribulation Transcendence cultivators moved like a raging tide.

The entire firmament was filled with figures.

The Lower Realm cultivators roared as they charged forward.

The two sides collided fiercely, with a momentum that shook the heavens.

The world erupted as heaven and Eearth shook violently and space shattered, mountains collapsed and rivers reversed their flow. Countless Array Formations activated simultaneously.

At the forefront of the battlefield, the Unrivaled Fist God clenched his fist, the void surrounding it exploding outward from the sheer, overbearing pressure.

His muscles bulged as an incomparably domineering Fist Intent erupted from his body before he punched out.

*Boom!*

The punch descended like a divine mountain crashing from the heavens, instantly clearing an area of a hundred thousand miles in front of him.

Several Tribulation Transcendence cultivators from the Upper Realm were caught directly within the range.

Their expressions changed drastically as they immediately unleashed their strongest techniques.

Several brilliant divine lights erupted as Dharma Artifacts appeared and even Divine Powers were used, yet, it was not nearly enough.

*Bang!*

The fist broke through everything as those few were blasted backwards, their bodies covered in blood, bones shattered and organs ruptured, unable to be healed by their self healing abilities due to the Fist Intent constantly raging inside them.

However, despite that, the punch still did not kill them completely.

The Unrivaled Fist God’s eyes narrowed slightly.

These Upper Realm prodigies were truly extraordinary.

Although he was an Immortal Ascension cultivator fighting Tribulation Transcendence cultivators, the difference in their strength was not as exaggerated as it should have been.

They possessed powerful bloodlines, ancient physiques, supreme inheritances, and powerful Dharma Artifacts. Their foundations were extremely profound, making it seem as if he wasn’t fighting several Tribulation Transcendence cultivators, but several Immortal Ascension cultivators.

Even though he had injured several of them with one punch, he could not instantly kill them all. But the Unrivaled Fist God did not care in the slightest.

He had no time to pursue them; more enemies were already approaching.

He turned around and punched again.

*Boom!*

Another group of Upper Realm cultivators was sent flying.

His Fist Intent boiled over like an endless mountain range as he roared.

"Come! I’ll fight all of you!"

At the same time, in another part of the battlefield.

A terrifying Sword Intent suddenly rose into the sky.

It was so sharp that the heavens themselves seemed to tremble.

Countless sword lights descended, cleaving through the mountains and rivers below.

Several Upper Realm Tribulation Transcendence cultivators who had surrounded a handsome young man froze, their expressions changing.

The next moment, blood sprayed out.

*Pfft!*

Their bodies were directly split apart, and their souls were destroyed at the same instance.

Wang Daoyun stood calmly among the countless sword lights.

His white robes fluttered slightly, and his expression was tranquil, yet his sword never stopped moving.

He took one step and unleashed another sword light.

Another Upper Realm cultivator fell.

One step, one sword, he swept across the battlefield like a god of death reaping souls at an unimaginable speed.

He did not attack randomly; his targets was extremely clear, none other than the Tribulation Transcendence Realm cultivators.

There were simply too many of them.

If hundreds of thousands of Upper Realm Tribulation Transcendence cultivators were allowed to spread throughout the battlefield, the Lower Realm would suffer unimaginable losses.

Thus, they had to be eliminated first.

Wang Daoyun understood this, and so did the other supreme prodigies.

Kill the weakest first, reduce their numbers, and prevent the Upper Realm army from spreading before fighting the stronger enemies.

It might seem simple, but only someone with the combat power of a supreme prodigy could accomplish such a task.

Suddenly, a figure blocked Wang Daoyun’s path.

It was a young man with long black hair and a sword box hanging at his back. His presence was extremely sharp, reaching the Immortal Ascension Realm.

He looked at Wang Daoyun with contempt.

"What cowardice to fight only weaker opponents."

His voice carried ridicule as he stepped forward, his Immortal Ascension aura erupting outward.

"Let me see whether the Lower Realm truly has anyone worthy of being called a genius."

Wang Daoyun glanced at him, not answering.

His Heaven and Earth Immortal Sword Intent erupted, causing the surrounding void to tremble.

Three breaths of time later, the Upper Realm Immortal Ascension prodigy was cut in two halves.

His body split apart and his soul was annihilated, his life aura disappearing completely.

Wang Daoyun did not even look back, continuing forward.

Sword Intent surged behind him as his figure flashed across the battlefield, heralding the fall of another Upper Realm prodigy.

The originally most brilliant prodigy of the younger generation of the Second Great Mortal World was finally displaying the terrifying foundation he had accumulated over all these years.

He was not invincible, but even among Immortal Ascension prodigies of the Upper Realm, he was more than extraordinary.

At another battlefield, streaks of light crossed the Eastern Continent.

The younger generation of Eternal Peak had also entered the battlefield.

Yan Jingfei, Lu Qingfeng, Liu Ruoxue, Jian Qi, and the others had already reached the Immortal Ascension Realm after fifty years of cultivation.

They all moved together, their cooperation extremely smooth.

At this moment, they had just broken through a group of Immortal Ascension Realm prodigies, killing a few successfully.

"Lower Realm geniuses?"

A Half Immortal prodigy among the Upper Realm army sneered.

"Interesting."

He immediately rushed forward. His target was the group of Eternal Peak prodigies.

His aura erupted as the surrounding space trembled, but before he could approach, a gigantic hand suddenly appeared in the sky.

It was formed from pure Spiritual Energy and descended without warning.

*Boom!* 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ

The Half Immortal prodigy was slapped directly into the ground, shattering the earth as a gigantic crater appeared, stretching across hundreds of thousands of miles.

The Upper Realm cultivator’s body was almost completely destroyed.

His soul desperately escaped, a Nascent Soul flying away from the crater at an extremely fast speed.

It had barely escaped when a strand of Spiritual Energy descended.

The Nascent Soul was instantly burned to ashes.

The Eternal Peak disciples looked towards the figure who had just appeared out of thin air.

A young man slowly stepped through the void, his expression tinged with disinterest and eyes deep.

It was none other than Zhu Dong.

Zhu Dong had spent the past fifty years in the Eternal Peak, cultivating at an astonishing speed, and reached the Mid Stage of Immortal Ascension Realm.

When the shackles of the Lower Realm loosened, his cultivation surged once more, and right now, he had already reached the Late Stage of Immortal Ascension Realm.

Now, with the memories of his previous life gradually becoming more useful as his cultivation grew higher, his combat experience and foundation was completely incomparable to ordinary Immortal Ascension cultivators.

To him, Immortal Ascension prodigies of the Upper Realm were nothing more than ants. Even their Half Immortals could barely withstand his attacks.

Zhu Dong glanced at the crater before he looked towards the distant battlefield, casually picking his ear.

"Let’s continue."

He said in a calm voice.

The Eternal Peak prodigies nodded and moved forward with him.

The battle continued spreading.

The Second Great Mortal World had become a sea of blood and light.

Sword light, Fist Intent, Dao techniques, Divine Powers, innate abilities, Dharma Artifacts, profound Talismans, Array Formations, everything erupted simultaneously.

The Upper Realm army possessed an overwhelming advantage in numbers and foundations, but the Lower Realm also had home field advantage and an unwillingness to die.

Every inch of land had been prepared for fifty years, every major faction had hidden trump cards, and every ancient powerhouse had prepared forbidden techniques.

Not all regions were guarded by supreme prodigies or strong powerhouses.

More than often, it took multiple higher realm cultivators of the Lower Realm to suppress the prodigies of the Upper Realm who were at lower realms.

The Upper Realm army was still advancing step by step, but it was not completely effortless. They paid a price for every step.

And yet, the three Earth Immortals remained unmoved, watching everything as if this entire battle had nothing to do with them.

Perhaps it was because to them, the outcome was already decided.

...

At this moment, within Eternal Peak.

A terrifying aura was slowly gathering.

Deep inside his cave abode, Tian Yongheng sat cross-legged.

His eyes were closed, and his body remained completely still, but within his state of existence, a transformation was taking place.

The natural elements gathering at his crown had already almost materialized, just about to condense.

No matter how slow the process, it was about to be completed now.

Tian Yongheng could feel himself approaching that final threshold that led to the Earth Immortal Realm.

The moment he became an Earth Immortal, his true body would possess a completely different level of strength, and he would finally become capable of intervening.

Outside the cave abode, his clone floated cross-legged above the main peak, guarding the true body.

Although the Eternal Peak Dao Field was incredibly powerful, ever since that mysterious existence had somehow perceived both his clone and true body, Tian Yongheng had become incredibly cautious.

He could not take unnecessary risks, thus, his clone remained outside.

However, this clone was not completely passive.

Any Upper Realm cultivator who approached within millions of miles of Eternal Peak was instantly annihilated in body and soul, transforming the surrounding area into an impenetrable safe zone.

He needed time, just a little more time.

His eyes remained closed, and his consciousness remained immersed within his cultivation.

Outside, the Lower Realm was fighting for survival, and inside, Tian Yongheng was fighting against the final barrier before Earth Immortal Realm.