The Ten Thousand Demons Diagram atop Mo Yan's wings ignited, his aura surged, and his spear roared forward, a piercing sonic boom piercing through myriad paths.
Murderous intent surged in Mo Yan's eyes, his long hair flying wildly as if he had fallen into madness, his expression twisted and terrifying.
The spatial gate above the void erupted with black energy, like a sea pouring in, with a world pressing down behind him.
"Golden Dragon Battle manifests!"
The dragon's roar echoed across the nine heavens. Long Chen was wrapped in golden scales, radiating a sacred true dragon aura.
"Boom!"
Facing Moyan's attack, Long Chen still neither dodged nor evaded, slashing down with his blade. This time, it was as if everyone saw a sun/sun shatter in the sky.
The dazzling light pierced into one's eyes, blinding them in an instant. Immediately, people felt as if struck by a sledgehammer, blood spraying wildly and flying out.
A terrifying shockwave spread out, and countless people couldn't withstand it, being blasted out of the Rainbow Domain.
Although they had already stood far enough, they were still struck by the aftershocks of the battle, causing everyone to be shocked.
"What kind of power is this?"
Endless powerful figures rolled out. At this moment, one could see who the true powerhouse was. As ripples passed, dozens of figures appeared at the edge of the core area.
They stood firm as a rock in the face of that terrifying shockwave, unmoving, while in the central area, millions of powerful warriors were still struggling to hold on.
Meanwhile, in the outer area, many people were under pressure, desperately keeping themselves within the Rainbow domain, seizing every opportunity to absorb the Seven-Colored Jade Flowers.
The weakest group, and the largest group, were directly pushed out of the Rainbow Domain. Outside the domain, they simply couldn't absorb the Seven-Colored Jade Flowers.
"How could there be such a big difference?"
Some shouted in frustration, saying that there were still many people who hadn't even gotten to absorb a single Seven-Colored Jade Flower.
Even if they absorb just one, that would be good. As for the Rainbow Flame, they don't even think about it. But if they haven't even absorbed a single Seven-Colored Jade Flower, why have they come all this way to just make a cameo? How do you have the nerve to go back and report to the sect?
These disciples of the Four Extremes Realm—who isn't proud and ambitious? Now that they had been forcibly pushed out, they gritted their teeth in anger and desperately charged into the Tianhong domain. For them, absorbing a single Seven-Colored Qiong Flower was at least an explanation.
"Boom boom boom!"
At that moment, three earth-shattering explosions rang out in succession. Long Chen and Mo Yan clashed fiercely three times. The clear dragon roar intertwined with the demon's roar, and wave after wave of fierce winds surged forward.
"Puff puff puff... Countless
disciples had barely broken into the Rainbow Domain when the fierce wind swept them out, blood spraying wildly like rolling gourds, tumbling far away.
"Screw you, I'm done playing, okay? I'm ¥%@" There was a first-generation fourth-level expert who cursed out loud in anger. He felt like he was about to lose his mind—the gap was just too great, and countless people were moved to tears.
They only wanted to snatch a Seven-Colored Qionghua as a sign and give an explanation when they returned. But now, those seven-colored Qionghua flowers were endless, and even snatching one was as hard as climbing to the sky—it was infuriating.
Seeing the situation turn unfavorable, many Immortal King experts from various sects shouted for their disciples to return, fearing that if they forced their disciples forward, they might end up crushed to death.
With the elders' calls, they finally had a way out. Many people gave up and ran back to their elders, becoming bystanders.
However, most people were unconvinced. As first-generation powerhouses, each of them was proud and ambitious. They couldn't swallow this pride and insisted on getting one no matter what, otherwise it would be a humiliation they couldn't accept.
Thus, on the outskirts of the Rainbow Domain, countless disciples persevered, watching the tides of the sea—rushing into the domain when the impact was weak, hoping to catch a seven-colored jade flower while the chaos was still uncertain.
Over ninety percent of the experts were rushed to the outskirts, but no one's attention was on them; all eyes were fixed on the core area.
"Oh my god, there are twenty-three figures in the core area. They are unaffected by the shockwaves, so they must be of that level of existence."
Someone noticed that while Long Chen was fiercely battling Mo Yan, not far from them, a powerful figure was watching. The terrifying shockwave could shatter mountains and shatter rocks, yet it could not shake them.
In that area, people saw Tian Mo from the Nine Nether Hall. Besides Tian Mo, there were two other human powerhouses, but no one recognized them. Those two were very likely powerful beings from beyond the heavens.
Of the twenty-three spectators, only three were human; the rest all carried unique auras, and even from their appearance, it was clear they were not human.
Including Long Chen, there were only twenty-four people in the core area, while the human race had just four. This made countless human powerhouses feel their hearts leap into their throats.
Among these people, besides Mo Yan and the powerful figure from the underworld, there were several other beings all carrying dark energy.
Originally, they were all hiding in the void, but after Long Chen and Mo Yan's fierce battle, the space became unstable, and they could no longer hide.
With a thunderous boom, heaven and earth resonated. Mo Yan spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and fought head-on eighteen times, without any flashy moves—every fight was a real force.
In the end, Mo Yan couldn't hold on. He launched eighteen storm-like attacks in one breath, leaving no chance to catch his breath—this was a terrifying formality.
This is a test of strength and endurance. Usually, after such a terrifying strike, whether you launch a move or block it, you need to recover your breath and adjust; otherwise, it's hard to land a second strike.
Eighteen consecutive earth-shattering collisions struck fear into countless people; this power had already surpassed their comprehension.
"Is this what you call power?" Your superiority and superiority? With just these two skills, you dare to come out and make a scene. I can't understand how you managed to live this long? Long Chen forced Mo Yan to retreat but did not press the attack. Instead, he pressed the bone knife against his shoulder, glared at Mo Yan through his nose, and shook his head, his disdain written all over his face.
"Oh my god, when did our human race have such a terrifying monster?" Watching Long Chen reign over the world and look down on all heavens, people were both surprised and delighted.
The contest between Long Chen and Mo Yan was not just a simple personal duel, but a battle between humans and demons, a matter of pride and disgrace for humanity.
Behind Long Chen, a divine ring flowed, absorbing the seven-colored jade flowers from heaven and earth to its heart. Within the ring, a sea of flowers had already formed, showing no sign of restraint.
Now, the one who had gained the most Seven-Colored Qionghua in the entire arena was Kunwu of the Feather Clan, though his Seven-Colored Qionghua had only just surpassed ten thousand.
Long Chen's divine ring, like a whale sucking up water, had already reached hundreds of thousands—almost the total of all the spectators. At this moment, the onlookers began to lose their composure.