Chapter 1059 - 335: I Bet on Divine Land’s Victory

Above Jing Niao City, two massive vortexes churned, the entire sky resembling an endless gray sea horizon, as if the whole world were about to collapse under its oppression.

Cang Ji hovered in the sky, though his appearance was unchanged from before, he exuded an oppressing aura akin to a colossal giant.

Zhao Qian’en wielded the Roaring Divine Spear in his hand; although he was a formidable Ninth Grade, he appeared like an ant under the vortex.

The absolute peak strong characters were like deities, thoroughly giving a sense of despair with their unshakeable formidable presence.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Cang Ji wore a cold expression, as indifferent as stone and grass, with each breath he seemed to resonate with the mountains, able to stir up storms.

"You, a garbage Ninth Grade, are not even worthy of my Cang Ji’s strike!"

Cang Ji’s expression barely shifted; it seemed even ridicule was beneath him.

Crack.

As Cang Ji’s words fell, a terrifying black lightning bolt sliced the sky, splitting a distant peak directly in two.

For hundreds of miles, countless mythical creatures trembled, with some even preparing for migration.

Absolute peak presence is akin to a world-ending disaster, which the mythical creatures sensed even more clearly.

Swoosh!

Swoosh!

At that moment, from within the fortress, two figures shot out like arrows into the void before Cang Ji.

Their speed was so fast, numerous sonic booms exploded along the way, and in the vast sky, two dazzling streaks appeared like bridges with faint flames burning, indicating their incredible speed.

"Cang Ji, today is the day of your death!"

Mo Qizheng’s face was dark, his voice reverberating through the sky like a great bell.

Cracks spread across the ground, indescribably terrifying.

Though Mo Qizheng appeared calm, his heart was shock-stricken.

Absolute peak strong characters were indeed extraordinary; their mere presence already caused his Ninth-Grade Qi Blood to tremble, clearly suppressed.

Today’s impending battle was destined to be a fierce conflict among fierce conflicts.

"Cang Ji, while you are still alive, consider your last words; as the first absolute peak of the Yangxiang Race to be killed, you are a disgrace to your race.

"My Divine Land shall record the slaying of an absolute peak today!"

Yan Chenyun, who had long fought in the military, exuded a murderous aura with every gesture.

Rumble!

Rumble!

With Yan Chenyun’s sonic booms, Jing Niao City experienced an unprecedented earthquake.

Looking down from the sky, countless buildings in Jing Niao City crumbled, streets were riddled with cracks, various structures toppled over, creating a scene of ruin.

"Hahaha, the ant-like Wuwen Race is such a boastful bunch. But what use are you?

"Merely three Ninth Grades, incapable of even dealing with my subordinates, yet dreaming of challenging gods, isn’t that pathetic?"

Cang Ji smiled disdainfully, and instantly, the murderous aura released by Yan Chenyun shattered, and the earthquake in Jing Niao City finally subsided.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Heaven and earth shook.

At this moment, from the distant rain curtain, the army of humans surged forward like a tide.

Every low-level martial artist donned frost vine armor.

Every martial artist was filled with an immense killing intent, their morale reaching the skies.

With the roaring footsteps approaching, the ground within hundreds of miles trembled like breath; this was an army forged from steel.

Their steadfast military resolve was unstoppable.

"Hmph, is this the Ninth Grade of the Wuwen Race? They all seem like imbeciles, so ordinary!"

The human army advanced until it reached the outskirts of Jing Niao City.

At that moment, the gates of Jing Niao City opened, like a dam bursting, countless Yangxiang Race warriors charged out, resembling a landslide. It was shocking.

In the sky, Qing Gai appeared, standing with hands behind him, full of disdain and mockery.

In his eyes, Zhao Qian’en and others were merely a joke.

"Fei Tianhong of the Blood Boiling Race, congratulations to the Cangji Cave Race Venerable for their breakthrough."

Simultaneously, another terrifying voice echoed from the depths of the sky.

It was the Ninth-Grade Divine Elder Fei Tianhong of the Blood Boiling Race, the ruler of Feitian City.

"With Cangji Cave Race Venerable’s breakthrough, today the Divine Land will surely be bathed in blood as we break the Wet Ghost Tower and massacre sixteen cities, leaving a million corpses at rest.

"Not even one less, hahaha!"

Soon after, Gang Yue of the Steel Bone Race, also appeared in the sky.

Qing Gai of the Yangxiang Race, Fei Tianhong of the Blood Boiling Race, Gang Yue of the Steel Bone Race faced off against the three human Ninth Grades.

"Foolish Divine Land, if you are merely three Ninth Grades, you may kneel now and beg for mercy. Cangji Cave Race Venerable might grant you a whole corpse."

Qing Gai sneered.

"The depth of Divine Land’s prowess, can you outsiders possibly unravel it?

"You three fools, let us deal with you!"

Bai Jinghao, initially commanding from the rear of the army, now led the charge wearing a sharp military uniform, her commanding presence, though female, rivaled any warrior.

"I’m Mike’s Twice-Cooked Pork, capable of battling both of you!"

Mike’s Twice-Cooked Pork arrived at the battlefield, carrying a massive suit of armor.

Despite being in the wet environment, the armor reflected a sharp metallic sheen, without any trace of decay.

This was the avatar armor from Mei Jian Country.

It’s nearly impossible for Mike’s Twice-Cooked Pork to kill a Ninth Grade.

But he could activate the steel armor and simultaneously restrain two Ninth Grade strong characters.

This was the role of Mike’s Twice-Cooked Pork.

He was originally skilled in defense and curses, perfectly suited to harass the tricky Fei Tianhong and Gang Yue.