97: A fierce battle ensued! Reinforcements finally arrived!

Destruction.

Pure destruction bloomed violently at the center of the collision!

The gray divine light and black sonic waves were no longer ethereal energy, but had transformed into the two most primitive Laws of the world, biting and annihilating each other.

There was no earth-shattering roar.

Only the sharp screeching, capable of tearing apart the Divine Soul, as the Laws shattered.

Chiii— Chiii— Chiii—!

At the center of the collision, space was like a rag splashed with concentrated sulfuric acid, being crazily corroded and twisted, eventually turning into a continuously expanding pitch-black void.

At the edge of the void, sparks of Chaos electricity flickered.

The Void Realm turbulence gushing from within sliced through everything in the physical world!

The earth wailed.

Mountains and rivers collapsed.

Within a radius of thousands of miles, everything was completely reduced to nothingness.

The bandits hiding in the shadows, waiting to reap the benefits, were now scared out of their wits.

Who would have thought that a guaranteed hunt would evolve into a mutual destruction of two quasi-emperor weapons!

"Run!"

"They're all fucking lunatics!"

The protective Holy Light of a Great Saint who was slightly closer shattered like glass; he only managed half a scream before his Divine Soul and Physical Body were ground into the finest particles by the aftershocks.

Panic spread like a plague.

No one coveted that piece of immortal gold anymore.

Now, staying alive was the only luxury!

Countless streaks of light shot out frantically from dark corners, fleeing toward the outside of the Deathly Desolate Land without looking back.

On the roof of the Golden War Chariot.

The Second Ancestor of the Wang Family had burned away his Divine Soul; his body had already turned to ash the moment that gray divine light shot out.

He bet everything he had just to win a sliver of hope for the Wang Family.

He gambled that this strike would take the opponent down with him!

However, the malevolent power of the nine nether soul-slaying bell exceeded his expectations.

After holding out for less than three breaths, the gray divine light of the soul suppressing ancient mirror let out an unwilling wail. Its light dimmed rapidly and was finally swallowed by that ripple of death!

"No—!"

Inside the chariot, Wang Teng witnessed the destruction of the last hope and let out a heart-wrenching scream.

The black sonic waves of death, their momentum undiminished, swept toward his lonely golden coffin!

It was over.

Wang Teng's eyes rolled back, and he collapsed to the ground.

This Young Lord of the Wang Family, who supposedly had the "Demeanor of a Great Emperor," was scared unconscious on the spot in the face of death... In the VIP viewing seats.

Su Chen was watching with boiling blood, even forgetting to crack the melon seeds in his hand.

"Professional! This is what you call professional! I give these special effects a perfect score!"

While clapping, he switched to professional war correspondent mode, delivering his final summary.

[See that? This is what you call dedication! For an empty shell, two quasi-emperor weapons are blasting each other. That old man from the Wang Family is a real ruthless one—burning his soul without even blinking. He deserves the Best Actor of the Year award!]

[Tsk tsk, it's all over now. Kid Wang Teng, remember to be more low-key in your next life. But then again, these 500-billion-worth fireworks sound much louder than New Year's firecrackers!]

Su Chen's face wore a satisfied expression, like someone who had just finished watching the finale of the year's best blockbuster.

He even picked up the Hundred-Flower Brew from the side table and offered a remote toast toward the center of destruction below.

"Safe travels, you big sucker. Don't meet me in your next life."

Ye Linghan watched his schadenfreude, a playful curve appearing at the corner of her mouth.

She found that this feeling of looking down on all living beings from a God's perspective as they marched toward destruction in a script she had woven was indeed... quite nice.

"Husband, the show is over. Shouldn't we be leaving too?" she whispered into Su Chen's ear, her breath like orchids.

"Leave? Leave for what? Don't be in such a hurry!"

Su Chen grabbed her, his eyes wide as he stared intently below.

"Didn't you see? An easter egg! There's an easter egg! The production team released an easter egg!"

Just at the critical moment when that sonic wave of death was about to swallow the Golden War Chariot!

A sudden change occurred!

"What Prodigy dares to touch the Qilin Son of my Wang Family!"

A thunderous shout, carrying endless majesty and towering rage, exploded between heaven and earth like a divine oracle!

Before the voice had even faded, a brilliant sword light spanning heaven and earth came from nowhere, as if tearing through time and space, arriving just in time!

That sword light was domineering to the extreme!

With one strike of the sword, the world lost its color!

That overbearing sonic wave of death was as fragile as a soap bubble before this sword light, being easily sliced open with a "poof"!

The sword light's momentum remained undiminished, carrying a sharpness that could extinguish eternity as it slashed straight toward the nine nether soul-slaying bell!

Dang—!!!

The nine nether soul-slaying bell let out a sky-shaking wail, its body trembling violently as it was sent flying thousands of feet by this single strike!

Upon the bell's body, a white sword scar was left, shockingly deep!

"Wang! Zhan! Tian!"

In the darkness, that mysterious Great Saint finally let out a roar mixed with shock and anger.

In his voice, there was no longer the previous composure and playfulness, only endless wariness and... fear!

Immediately after, the eastern horizon was completely torn apart by a piercing golden light!

Hundreds of Wang Family warships formed a massive sword-shaped array, like an indestructible golden heavenly sword, soaring through the air!

Atop the flagship, a middle-aged man wearing a golden dragon robe with a majestic face stood with his hands behind his back.

He just stood there, a supreme overbearing aura of a ruler who held the power of life and death enveloping the entire heaven and earth!

The current head of the Wang Family of the Northern Region, Wang Teng's father, the peerless powerhouse—Wang Zhantian!

Behind him stood three Great Saint experts whose auras were not the least bit weaker than the Second Ancestor of the Wang Family!

The Wang Family's reinforcements had come out in full force!

A soft golden light supported the Golden War Chariot, slowly floating toward the flagship.

Wang Zhantian looked at his son, who was carried out unconscious and in a mess, then glanced at the battlefield below that had been reduced to nothingness, and the soul suppressing ancient mirror whose light had dimmed.

There was no expression on his majestic face.

But everyone could feel a terrifying killing intent, enough to freeze the Divine Soul, frantically spreading from within him!

"Seal off the heaven and earth; not even a single fly is allowed to leave!"

Wang Zhantian's voice was cold, without a trace of warmth.

"Today, I will have these scumbags buried with my son and the fallen clansmen of my Wang Family!"

He slowly raised his hand.

A golden divine sword, even more brilliant and domineering than the previous sword light, slowly condensed in his palm!

A dog-eat-dog treasure-snatching battle had, at this moment, completely escalated into... a life-and-death bloody battle of revenge!