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At this moment, various secret techniques in his hand condensed and smashed towards Wang Dong.

Rumble, rumble!

A series of explosions echoed through the heavens and earth once more.

Various secret techniques permeated the sky, almost completely obscuring it.

The battle seemed to have entered a white-hot stage.

One terrifying secret technique after another appeared in the Void Realm.

Each descent was accompanied by a sound that shook the heavens and earth.

The Void Realm was collapsing, the myriad Dao were wailing, and even the sturdy Demon City suffered unimaginable damage.

With the few of them at the center, including the entire Demon City, everything turned into ruins.

Mountains and rivers shattered, rivers changed course, the cosmos inverted, and divine mountains crumbled.

Everything resembled a scene of world destruction, causing endless alarm.

What was even more unacceptable was that just one aftershock from this battle was enough to obliterate a True God Realm Old Ancestor level Cultivator into a bloody mist.

While the great battle raged, some Cultivators who felt the commotion gathered to chat idly.

They all looked towards the battle, their eyes filled with curiosity.

But at the same time, they were somewhat worried and dared not approach recklessly.

After all, the scene of a True God Old Ancestor being annihilated by an aftershock was simply too terrifying.

One must know that this was merely an aftershock that traveled over tens of thousands of miles.

They feared that even a slight approach would crush them into a bloody mist.

No one would joke with their own lives.

But they were truly curious, so they could only huddle together and discuss.

“Does anyone know what happened? The commotion from Yang City is not small.”

“I remember today is the day of the public execution of the Ruthless Ones Successor. It’s probably the Dao Protector lineage fighting with those few. Judging by the looks of it, a Supreme Emperor Weapon might have appeared.”

“If you hadn’t said it was a Supreme Emperor Weapon, I would have thought a Saint had descended to the mortal world.”

“How is that possible? The Dao of the previous Great Emperor has not yet dissipated; Saints cannot appear now.”

All major regions and distant lands could feel the tremors coming from Yao City. That terrifying Aura seemed to want to shatter this piece of heaven and earth.

It wanted to reshape time and recreate Reincarnation.

All Cultivators trembled in their hearts, each one terrified, hoping the battle would not spread to their side.

Rumble, rumble!

At this moment, the battle grew even more intense.

Wang Dong, fighting several people alone, finally had his precious body crack at this moment.

Even his Physical Body of the Ancient Sacred Body found it difficult to completely resist a Supreme Emperor Weapon.

As for the attacks of ordinary Saint Lords, they were no different from an itch to him.

Three Grand Dao flowers covered the heavens and earth, suppressing the myriad Dao of heaven and earth with Chaos Law.

No one's Dao technique could harm him, coupled with his Ancient Physical Body.

Calling it an itch was even an overestimation of their attacks.

However, the Divine Might of a Supreme Emperor Weapon was indeed difficult to resist.

In an instant, a large blood hole appeared in Wang Dong’s chest and right arm.

His eyes were incomparably cold.

He let out a roar that shook the past and present.

A faint, clear Dragon roar was subtly mixed within it.

This was one of the True Dragon Precious Techniques; terrifying True Dragon sound waves swept out in all directions at this moment.

In an instant, the heavens and earth fell silent again.

Everything, all secret techniques, were terminated at this moment.

Only the few Emperor Weapons and their controllers remained.

The vast majority of Saint Lords, under this attack, all lost control of their minds, standing there motionless like idiots.

And Wang Dong naturally wouldn't let go of such an opportunity.

Every time his figure flickered, he threw a punch.

Puff, puff, puff sounds continuously echoed between heaven and earth.

Blood mist exploded everywhere, and the smell of blood permeated every inch of space.

And in the center of Wang Dong's brows, a golden figure shone incomparably brightly.

He continuously unleashed secret techniques.

He was like a War God from ancient times, tirelessly and fearlessly.

He only knew endless battle.

The Five Elements method covered the sky and moon, constantly re-enacting earth, fire, water, and wind, as if to recreate Chaos.

The dark golden Divine Power also continuously spewed forth immeasurable radiance, condensing into a boundless giant handprint between heaven and earth, which slammed down at this moment.

Rumble, rumble!

The heavens and earth exploded once more.

Under this palm, everything was shattered.

The terrifying distance shattered the Void Realm, and under this palm, one Saint Lord, caught unawares, was directly crushed into pieces.

Another top-tier expert of the Heavenly God Realm had fallen.

Everyone's hearts were chilled, but they also knew they had no retreat and could only continue to fight.

Unless Wang Dong died, they would inevitably be settled with later.

But before they could even attack.

Wang Dong roared.

He unleashed the Fighting Saint Technique, his entire being like a War God, his black hair flying, carrying an irresistible Aura.

He charged towards the crowd.

The Black Gold Dragon Pattern Sword in his hand spewed forth immeasurable radiance.

Every sword strike that fell possessed power that surpassed all of ancient and modern times.

The faces of the Ancient aristocratic family's Saint Lord, the two Emperors of the Imperial Dynasties, and even the Old Wolf King suddenly turned ugly.

Their minds trembled incomparably.

This was too astonishing.

Was the Divine Power in his body inexhaustible?

Having fought to such an extent, he could still wield the Emperor Weapon as easily as an extension of his arm.

They were already somewhat exhausted.

It wasn't just physical fatigue and the depletion of Divine Power; the execution of all secret techniques was related to the Divine Soul, and they feared even the slightest mistake.

But what about Wang Dong?

How utterly reckless he was!

He simply used the Supreme Emperor Weapon in his hand to ruthlessly crush everything in his path.

It was at this moment.

Something unexpected happened to everyone.

Only an afterimage remained where Wang Dong had just been.

When he reappeared, Wang Dong had already landed in front of the Emperor of Great Yan.

The next moment, the Black Gold Dragon Pattern Sword in his hand directly slashed down.

Today's sword king carried an indomitable Aura and descended fiercely.

The sharpness of the sword's edge made the Emperor of Great Yan feel the danger of death.

It was as if he was enveloped by the shadow of death, and indeed it was so.

Even if he raised the Taihuang Sword to desperately resist.

Although there was no difference between Supreme Emperor Weapons, there was a difference in the people who used them.

The moment the two Emperor Weapons collided, a monstrous energy wave was unleashed.

Both their figures were sent flying.

However, Wang Dong's condition was still relatively good at this moment.

Soon, he stopped and continued to use the Zhe-character Secret to recover his body.

But the Emperor of Great Yan was miserable; his body was already severely damaged.

At this moment, he once again spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

His entire body was cracked, covered in dense wounds.

He was clearly in a critical situation.

But Wang Dong gave him no chance to recover.

His figure flickered, and he pursued him again.

His five fingers spread open like a Primordial Divine Mountain, manifesting the Law of Five Elements, directly transforming into Chaos and suppressing it fiercely downwards.