106: Chapter 106 Complete Domination!

Shanjun looked at that grey-white figure, feeling an unprecedented pressure. It didn't come from strength, but from rank. The Ghost King's rank was higher than his, his aura stronger, and his pressure heavier.

But he did not retreat.

"Shanjun Genyue, a warrior of the Hou Tu Realm, never retreats."

He raised his fist and smashed it toward the Ghost King.

The Ghost King did not dodge.

He simply raised the ghost king sword and blocked lightly.

Boom!!!

Shanjun's fist slammed into the ghost king sword, erupting in a deafening roar. Grey-white Yin Qi collided with earthy yellow light, sending sparks flying everywhere.

Shanjun felt his fist trembling. It wasn't a physical tremble, but a spiritual one. The Yellow Spring power contained within the ghost king sword was eroding his soul.

He abruptly withdrew his fist and retreated several steps.

"You... your sword can slash the soul?"

The Ghost King did not answer.

He simply raised the ghost king sword, the ghostly blue light on the blade intertwining with the grey-white Yin Qi to form a massive vortex.

"On the Yellow Spring Road, there are no returnees."

Nether Slash.

The ghost king sword slashed down.

Shanjun exerted all his strength to raise both arms in a block.

Boom!!!

His body was sent flying by the slash, crashing through three mountain peaks before finally coming to a halt. Two deep, bone-deep wounds appeared on his arms, and earthy yellow blood gushed from them, turning into a sky full of light specks.

His aura dropped from high-tier Rank 6 to mid-tier Rank 6.

Shanjun struggled to stand up, his golden eyes filled with disbelief.

"One slash... one slash cut me down like this?"

The Ghost King hovered in mid-air, his golden vertical pupils looking down coldly.

"The next slash will take your head."

Shanjun's pupils shrank violently.

Above the Tianyuan Arena, the commentator's voice was already cracking with excitement.

"One slash! The Ghost King sent Shanjun flying with a single slash! Shanjun, a high-tier Rank 6, was sent flying in one blow!"

"Day and Night Patrol Envoys! Do you see? Golden Token Evil Suppression, Silver Token Soul Lock! The Hou Tu Realm's formation is collapsing! The Earth Spirits' morale is crumbling!"

"Rakshasa! 1.2 million Rakshasa have torn through the Rock King's shield wall head-on! That Rakshasa King broke through to Rank 6 during the battle! Rank 6!"

"Su Bai! Su Bai's Netherworld World is crushing the 18th-ranked Hou Tu Realm of the Tianying Star Sector!"

Chu Family Main City, Qinglin Province.

Thirty million people had gone mad.

On the streets, people hugged each other, jumping and shouting. In bars, owners opened their last bottles of prized wine, pouring them on the ground in a toast to Su Bai. In schools, students rushed onto the playgrounds, holding "Su Bai" signs and chanting "Qinglin" slogans.

"Su Bai! Su Bai! Su Bai!"

"Netherworld! Netherworld! Netherworld!"

On the provincial observation deck, Chu Zhentian's hand finally lifted from the armrest.

He stood up, walked to the edge of the deck, and looked at the grey-white figure on the light screen.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Good."

Just one word, but the emotion contained within it made all the Creators behind him stand up.

Chu Kuangren's mouth hung open, and the wine bottle in his hand finally hit the ground, shattering into pieces.

"Holy shit..." his voice was trembling, "Holy shit, shit, shit, shit, shit... Is this fucking Rank 6? Is this fucking 89th place? This fucking came out of Qinglin Province?"

In the corner of the observation deck, Lin Canglan stood up.

He stood in the shadows, looking at Su Bai's back on the light screen, tears falling silently.

"You... you really..." his voice was so raspy it was almost inaudible, "You've truly finished the path I couldn't..."

On the other side of the observation deck, the Old Principal opened his eyes.

He looked at Su Bai's face on the light screen, the smile on his face more brilliant than ever.

Hou Tu Realm, front lines.

After Shanjun was sent flying by the Ghost King's slash, the Hou Tu Realm's formation completely collapsed.

The Rock King's shield wall had been torn apart by the Rakshasa, the Earth Mother's healing power was suppressed by the golden token, the Vein Lord's perception was locked by the silver token, the City God's walls crumbled under the Rakshasa's impact, the weapons forged by the Mine God failed before the golden token, and the Grain God's land withered under the silver token's lock.

The seven Earth Deities and five million Earth Spirits were in full retreat under the combined assault of the Ten Great Yin Marshals and the six great races.

Black and White Impermanence infiltrated from the flanks, their funeral staff and soul-locking chain harvesting among the Earth Spirits. White Impermanence's smile remained gentle, while Black Impermanence's face remained fierce; their figures wove through the battlefield, each strike taking the souls of hundreds or thousands of Earth Spirits.

Ox-Head and Horse-Face advanced from the front, their Steel Fork and chains sweeping through the Earth Spirits. Ox-Head's brute force could smash city walls, and Horse-Face's speed could outrun the wind; their escort skills dragged the Earth Spirits' souls directly into the Tongue-Pulling Hell.

The Four Great Demon Underworld Envoys were scattered in all directions: Leopard Tail drove beasts to charge the Earth Spirits' flanks, Bird Beak drove birds to dive from the sky, Fish Gills drove aquatic tribes to surge from underground, and Wasp drove insects to erode the Earth Spirits' defensive lines.

The allied forces of the five great races surged from the front.

The Mushroom People's Spore Domain covered the entire battlefield; grey-white spores drifted in the air, causing the Earth Spirits' bodies to decay and their will to crumble.

Shadow Demons wove through the battlefield, Space Folding allowing them to appear wherever needed. Shadow energy eroded the Earth Spirits' cores, causing their stone bodies to crack.

The Ice Crystals' Extreme Cold Domain froze the ground, and Bingshuang covered every inch of land, slowing the Earth Spirits' steps, making their bodies brittle, and thinning their shield walls.

The Naga army flanked them, 200,000 Naga surging like a tide; tridents pierced the Earth Spirits' bodies, and mages' incantations shattered their will.

Human priests prayed in the rear, grey-white Power Of Faith surging from 4.5 million humans, turning into beams of light that empowered the warriors on the front lines.

The Hou Tu Realm was collapsing.

Sikong Xuan stood above the Hou Tu Realm, looking at the collapsing land, his face deathly pale.

His lips were trembling, his hands were trembling, his entire being was trembling.

Seven Earth Deities, five million Earth Spirits, the 18th rank of the Tianying Star Sector with twenty-two consecutive victories.

Before Su Bai, it was like a sandcastle before a tsunami.

"I... I'm not reconciled..." his voice was raspy and trembling, "My Hou Tu Realm... my Earth Civilization... how could it... how could it lose to a Yin Qi World..."

He looked up at the grey-white figure opposite him.

Su Bai stood in the center of the world pod, and from beginning to end, he hadn't moved a single finger.

He just stood there, watching his heroes tear the other's world to pieces.

Sikong Xuan's eyes were full of resentment.

But he knew that if he didn't admit defeat, his five million Earth Spirits would all die in battle, his seven Earth Deities would all fall, and his Hou Tu Realm would completely collapse.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Opening them, he clicked "Surrender."

[Sikong Xuan has surrendered]

[Match 247, Winner: Su Bai]

[Su Bai advances to the third round of the elimination tournament]

The world bridge began to disconnect. The earthy yellow light receded from the Netherworld World, and grey-white Yin Qi once again shrouded the entire void.

The Ghost King put away the ghost king sword and turned to walk back to the Ghost Gate Pass.

Black and White Impermanence put away their funeral staff and soul-locking chain, walking side-by-side back to the Hall of Impermanence.

Ox-Head and Horse-Face emerged from the Tongue-Pulling Hell, escorting the souls of countless Earth Spirits and casting them into the depths of hell.

The Day Patrol Envoy and Night Patrol Envoy put away their golden token and silver token, their one gold and one silver figures vanishing into the void.

The Four Great Demon Underworld Envoys returned to their respective territories.

The armies of the six great races began to retreat in an orderly fashion to their respective territories.

Zhao Tiezhu stood on the battlefield, covered in blood, but his smile was more brilliant than ever.

He raised his claws and let out a heaven-shaking war cry toward the sky.

"Rakshasa! Victory!"

1.2 million Rakshasa let out a war cry simultaneously, a sound so earth-shaking it made the entire Tianyuan Arena tremble.

Above the Tianyuan Arena, the voice of the eye of destiny rang out across sixty-seven star sectors.

[Match 247, the outcome has been decided]

[Red Side: Su Bai (Tianxuan Star Sector, Qinglin Province) wins]

[Blue Side: Sikong Xuan (Tianying Star Sector, Cangwu Province) loses]

[Advancement Status: Su Bai has advanced to the third round of the elimination tournament]

[Sikong Xuan has entered the losers' bracket]

In the void, the bridge connecting the two worlds began to disintegrate. Earthy yellow fragments peeled off the bridge, scattering in the void like a silent sandstorm.

Every fragment reflected a scene.

Shanjun being sent flying by the Ghost King's slash, the Rock King's shield wall being torn apart by the Rakshasa, the Earth Mother's healing power being suppressed by the golden token, the Vein Lord's perception being locked by the silver token, and five million Earth Spirits retreating before the Ten Great Yin Marshals and the six great races.

Those scenes were captured by the eye of destiny and simultaneously projected onto the light screens of sixty-seven star sectors, 12,400 provinces, and 32 trillion viewers.

In an instant, the public discourse of the entire Great Xia Kingdom was like a supernova being detonated.