59: Chapter 59 The Terror of the Half-Step Dharma Aspect Realm

The battle was on the verge of breaking out.

Ten ancient Monster Ancestors whose Lifespans were nearing their end were like ten erupting doomsday volcanoes.

Right from the start, they began to burn their remaining Origin regardless of the cost, unleashing all their hidden life-risking trump cards.

Because they knew clearly in their hearts.

Given their physical condition, they had to end the battle quickly!

Right now, their strength was greater than that of the Human Race. If they couldn't defeat the opponent in one fell swoop, they would have no chance once other powerhouses of the Human Race arrived.

Although the eight commanders of the Human Race were very brave and had been tempered through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, almost all capable of fighting above their level...

...yet, facing the combined life-risking efforts of ten Monster Ancestors with deeper cultivation, greater foundations, and a total disregard for life and death, they fell into an absolute disadvantage for a time.

And below.

The four great battle formations formed by the four-million-strong army were also teetering under the frantic, cost-ignoring onslaught of billions of Yao Beasts.

Some areas had even been breached, and a tragic battle broke out instantly.

Although the strength of the Human Race's soldiers had increased significantly, casualties were inevitable in such a large-scale battle.

In just a brief moment.

Blood had already stained the earth red, and roars and wails intertwined into one.

The Blazing Violent Bear watched everything before him, his eyes filled with cruelty and the pleasure of impending successful revenge.

He felt as if he could already see the scene of the Human Race's destruction and the Monster Clan taking control of the entire world.

However.

If nothing unexpected happened, then something unexpected was about to happen.

As a true Dharma Manifestation Realm powerhouse who also controlled the Imperial Dynasty's Power of Imperial Fortune...

...as the Human Race's army continued to expand, the territory of the Imperial Dynasty also increased. Anything that happened within the Imperial Dynasty's territory could not escape Wang Chen's perception.

The moment those ten Monster Ancestors appeared, he had already sensed them and naturally made the corresponding arrangements immediately...

At the critical moment when the Human Race's defensive line was on the verge of collapse and the eight commanders were about to be severely injured or killed by the Monster Ancestors...

"Buzz—!!!"

An indescribable, unimaginable, and terrifying Aura, without any warning, instantly enveloped the entire battlefield like the sky collapsing or the Universe turning upside down!

This Aura.

It was not the savage brutality of a Yao Beast, nor was it the majestic righteousness of an ordinary Human Race powerhouse.

It was an invincible Sword Intent—extremely pure, extremely sharp, as if it could slice through all things in heaven and earth and sever the threads of Karma and fate!

At the instant this Sword Intent descended.

All the humans and Yao Beasts on the battlefield, including those ten Monster Ancestors, seemed to have been hit with a pause button, experiencing a moment of stagnation!

It wasn't the compulsion of pressure.

Rather, it was a shuddering and awe originating from life's instinct when facing a higher-level, more terrifying existence, causing all actions to stop involuntarily.

Whether they were Human Race or Yao Beast, ordinary soldiers or Land Immortals.

All of them subconsciously raised their heads.

They saw that above them, the Void Realm was like fragile silk, with a huge rift being torn open directly by an invisible hand!

The edges of the rift were as smooth as a mirror, with subtle, heart-palpitating spatial turbulence flowing through.

Immediately following that.

Under countless gazes filled with shock, confusion, or wild joy, a tall middle-aged man was stepping out of the spatial rift, one step at a time.

His expression was calm, his gaze indifferent, and no earth-shattering Aura erupted from around him. However, the supreme Sword Intent he emitted, which merged with the Laws of heaven and earth, caused everyone's Soul to feel a pang of sharp pain.

The person who arrived was none other than...

...Ge Nie!

In fact, when Wang Chen decided to form the Divine Martial Guard, he had already considered it.

The members of the Divine Martial Guard were mainly gathered from those Jianghu Martial Artists or those Loose Cultivator powerhouses, so Ge Nie was the most suitable person to serve as the commander.

Originally, Ge Nie was in the Divine Martial Guard station within the Imperial City, presiding over the formation of the Divine Martial Guard.

Since the news spread that the group from the Nine Nether Sect had run to the Imperial City to join the Divine Martial Guard, more and more Jianghu Martial Artists and Loose Cultivator powerhouses were preparing to join.

In just over ten days.

The number of people joining the Divine Martial Guard had reached over two hundred!

The moment Wang Chen sensed the ten Monster Ancestors, he directly sent a voice transmission to Ge Nie, telling him to personally make a trip to resolve the ten Monster Ancestors.

After receiving Wang Chen's command, Ge Nie did not dare to delay. He directly tore through the Void Realm and crossed through space to arrive!

After Ge Nie appeared.

His gaze first calmly swept over the tragic battlefield below, then looked at the ten Monster Ancestors whose Auras were overwhelming yet could not hide their decay and madness.

Finally.

His gaze fell upon the eight scarred commanders of the Human Race.

No words.

No pleasantries.

Ge Nie simply raised his hand slowly, pointed his fingers like a sword, and made a casual stroke in the air towards the area where the ten Monster Ancestors were located.

"Chi—!"

A simple and unadorned, yet seemingly world-splittingly powerful, subtle sword mark extended from his fingertips.

The sword mark was initially imperceptible.

After leaving his fingers, it surged against the wind, instantly transforming into a brilliant sword light that spanned the sky for thousands of miles!

This sword light had no brilliant colors or deafening roars, yet it carried an absolute will to sever everything and destroy all dharmas.

In just an instant.

It was as if even time and space were split in two by this single sword strike!

When the ten Monster Ancestors saw this scene, they were dumbfounded on the spot.

The life-risking ultimate moves they had exerted all their strength to perform were casually slashed to pieces before this brilliant sword strike that seemed to come from the Nine Heavens, like a child's play!

"Puff—!!!"

The ten Monster Ancestors were simultaneously struck as if by lightning, all spitting out a large mouthful of dark-golden monster blood mixed with internal organ fragments and Origin essence.

One strike!

Just a single strike!

The opponent's casual sword strike had directly slashed them into severe injuries.

At this moment.

Their eyes were filled with unparalleled shock and fear!

Ten ancient Monster Ancestors at the Late Stage or even Peak of the Land Immortal realm had their combined life-risking attack broken at once, and all suffered severe wounds!

Between heaven and earth.

There was a dead silence.

Only the lingering charm of that brilliant sword light silently recounted the peerless elegance of one man and one sword suppressing the world!

Ge Nie slowly withdrew his finger, his white clothes still unstained, as if that sword strike which had slashed through the ten directions and reversed the battle situation had merely brushed away a speck of dust.

He spoke indifferently, his voice calm yet carrying an unquestionable majesty.

"By order of Your Majesty, Ge Nie, the commander of the Divine Martial Guard, has come to assist in the battle."

"Monster Clan, will you surrender? Or die?"

Ge Nie's calm yet decisive voice fell upon the silent battlefield like cold snowflakes.

"Surrender... or... or... die?"

Four simple words.

Yet they were like the sharpest ice picks, piercing through the sanity of billions of Yao Beasts and simultaneously piercing the final barrier within the hearts of the ten Monster Ancestors.

Silence.

A deathly silence.

Billions of Yao Beasts, from the fierce Monster Kings at the very front to the shivering low-level Yao Beasts at the back, were all frozen in place.

How was this possible?

Ten ancestors! Those were existences that had been slumbering for ten thousand years.

They represented the ten oldest and most powerful Monster Emperor Ancestors of their Monster Clan!

Especially some of those ancestors, who in long-standing legends, had been described as invincible existences!

But now...

The ten ancestors' combined life-risking effort was crippled by the opponent's casual sword strike!

This was no longer a gap in strength; it was a crushing defeat in the level of existence!

It indeed verified a saying.

Rumors are not to be believed...