286: Appear

Zhong Kun unleashed his Divine Thought without reservation, frantically searching for any trace of abnormal Qi, his eyes revealing extreme focus and vigilance.

No one! Still no one!

This result echoed repeatedly in his mind, yet the tension in his heart did not relax because of it.

Still nothing!

Only the Human Race army from Xuanqing Pass led by Ou Mo.

"Then it's not a conspiracy! Nor some profound plan!"

Zhong Kun thought to himself, the tension in his heart gradually easing.

"It's simply knowing the Yao Race has taken no action, wanting to take advantage and come cause trouble."

Thus, his eyes burned like charcoal, fixed intently on the arrogant figure approaching him step by step, and he let out a low roar like a beast.

"Ou... Mo!!"

This roar was like a thunderclap, exploding between heaven and earth.

The moment it fell.

Boom —!

The powerful Aura of an Immortal King at the Late Stage surged like a raging ocean, shaking the vast, empty space of the Void Realm.

His white hair danced wildly under the impact of this Aura, like white Dragons churning, and his robes billowed with the immense power, fluttering loudly as if cheering for the upcoming battle.

"Let this old man see what progress you, the Human Race's top Immortal King, have made after all these years!"

As Zhong Kun spoke, a bright moon suddenly hung inverted behind him.

The moon emitted a cold and mysterious radiance, illuminating the surrounding darkness, flowing with ancient and powerful energy.

Hum —!

Moonlight blazed, enveloping all directions.

Where it reached, space twisted, rippling in layers.

All the supreme powerhouses of the Spirit Race, from True Immortals down to Quasi-Emperors... they felt a disorienting shift of time and space, their bodies uncontrollably flung to unknown places in an instant.

It was unmistakably the ultimate Law of Space at the Immortal King level, its intricacy and profundity astonishing.

"Hahaha..." Ou Mo saw this and threw his head back in wild laughter.

"This old man also wants to see if the Spirit Race's top Immortal King, who couldn't even protect his own wife back then, is still the same trash!"

As the words fell.

Boom —!

Space trembled.

A shadow of a dark, massive blade reflected from behind him, emitting a terrifying presence.

A burst of flowing light carried all the Human Race's supreme powerhouses away from this place as well.

With all concerns gone, neither hesitated in the slightest.

"Come!" Ou Mo's deep, powerful, aged voice shook the Void Realm, echoing through the starry sky.

"Fight!" Zhong Kun responded without backing down, his voice filled with killing intent.

The battle of the Peak combat power of the starry sky martial civilization erupted!

For a time, the Perfection of the Yin Moon Law and the Blade Law continuously clashed.

Each collision was like two Realms smashing together, bursting with dazzling light that illuminated this dark Void Realm.

Advanced space laws tore, black spatial cracks spreading like spiderwebs, as if the Void Realm was groaning in pain.

Zhong Kun's figure flashed, instantly appearing before Ou Mo, a silver-glowing spear appearing in his hand, its tip gleaming coldly, aimed straight at Ou Mo's throat.

Ou Mo snorted coldly, his dark massive blade swinging fiercely, a black blade arc slashing toward the spear like lightning.

The two collided, producing a deafening roar.

The powerful impact made both their bodies tremble slightly, each retreating a few steps.

After steadying himself, Zhong Kun's gaze grew even sharper.

He flicked the spear.

Spear shadows multiplied, like silver lotuses blooming in the air, each lotus containing lethal power, enveloping Ou Mo.

Ou Mo was not to be outdone, his massive blade swinging wide and forceful, each stroke carrying overwhelming force, shattering the spear shadows one by one.

Thus, the two fought inextricably.

The surrounding space fluctuated violently, spatial cracks continuously spreading, emitting piercing howls.

Even the thick, vast fog around them was constantly dispersed by this immense power, torn apart by an invisible hand, revealing deeper dark spaces.

This was the most common combat style of starry sky martial arts.

Instant kill? Non-existent!

Under this starry sky, strong individuals were as numerous as clouds; everyone standing at the Peak of duels possessed extraordinary strength and rich combat experience, making it nearly impossible to defeat an opponent instantly.

Ganging up? Common occurrence!

From these two up top to the densely packed Warship groups already clashing below.

Streams of energy of varying strengths streaked across the starry sky, illuminating this dark battlefield.

The entire starry sky displayed an intensely fierce battle posture.

And just as the battle between the two races erupted.

Not far away, towering on the starry sky Demon Mountain, countless Yao Race soldiers all looked over with grave expressions, their eyes filled with vigilance and worry.

Not only that, but two Great Emperors and several Quasi-Emperors stationed here fully emerged from the Land of Nothingness, their faces filled with hesitation.

They stood there, their figures somewhat blurred under the starlight, weighing in their hearts whether to intervene in this conflict.

"Don't think about it, report immediately to the Old Ancestor of the Ancestral Court." One Great Emperor said with a grave expression.

"Right, whether we act or not, we must report immediately." Another Great Emperor nodded in agreement, a hint of urgency in his eyes.

Immediately, without hesitation, they all summoned communication tools to send messages.

However, just as their messages were about to be sent, their faces suddenly turned pale.

"Something's wrong!" They looked up sharply. "Space has been sealed!!"

Their voices were filled with terror and unease.

Sealed?

Who could seal them?

Only True Immortals and above.

And those beings were all in the Void Realm battle now.

A hidden Human Race powerhouse?!

At the same time.

Zhong Kun, battling Ou Mo, had never fully let his guard down from start to finish.

Thus.

Boom —!

The two exchanged a blow, clashing and separating instantly.

Zhong Kun abruptly turned his head to look left and behind, his expression changing slightly.

"Who?!"

The answer was a savage blade edge that shattered space as it attacked.

"Old brat! Daring to be distracted while fighting this old man!" Ou Mo's eyes were cold, his massive blade flashing with black light as he slashed fiercely toward Zhong Kun.

Zhong Kun hastily swung his spear to meet it.

Clang —!

A crisp sound as spear and blade collided.

"Hmph..." Zhong Kun let out a muffled grunt, using the force to fly backward.

Then, completely ignoring Ou Mo rapidly flashing in pursuit behind him, he looked at the figure that had suddenly appeared before the Demon Mountain not far away.

Robes fluttering, black and gold intertwined.

Long hair coiled up, bound with black and gold.

Zhong Kun's expression changed drastically!

"Lin Yan?!!!"

His voice was filled with shock.

Just like all the other races who had seen Lin Yan during this time, equally incredulous.

However, even more incredible things were yet to come.