Chapter 1447: Hey!

In a single round of combat, the two fighters rose and clashed again. To the eyes of the cultivators from all sides, this was not a battle between the Huanggu Shengti and the Xianzu Shenzi, but rather two lunatics vying for supremacy, fighting with utter recklessness.

"Forcing it to nearly six hundred rounds, these two madmen are going all out until one drops dead!" someone exclaimed with a sigh.

"Do they have such a deep grudge? Why go to this extent?" Many people scratched their heads in confusion.

"The Xianzu Jiang Taixu is the foremost of the Donghua Seven Sons, and the Donghua Seven Sons' predecessors were divine generals under the Donghua Nüdi. Add to that the relationship between the Donghua Nüdi and Shengjun Dihuang, so the Xianzu and Huanggu Shengti should have some ties, not be mortal enemies." Many old veterans fell into deep thought.

"But that's all ancient history," too many dismissed it. "Time has passed too long; friendships from ten thousand years ago have faded with the ages. In a peak showdown, none of that matters."

"That's true, I— hey, what's going on? Are they ganging up now?" An old man hadn't finished speaking before he started shouting, drawing everyone's gaze to the misty void.

There, more people had joined the fight—not just one, but four. Looking closely from afar, they were the Yaozu Shenzi, Shenzu Shenzi, Mozu Shenzi, and Fenghuang Clan's Shenzi.

The four of them had grown impatient. Ye Chen was too strong; if the fight dragged on, even the Xianzu Shenzi might not take him down. To avoid complications, they resorted to this shameless tactic.

Hey!

Below, someone wasn't having it—it was Xiao Jiuxian. She soared into the sky in one step, her delicate little hand delivering a fierce slap that sent the Yaozu Shenzi flying hundreds of meters away.

"None of your business, get lost." The Shenzu Shenzi raged, his true form and two avatars lunging in for the kill, while the Mozu Shenzi and Fenghuang Shenzi also attacked, along with the Yaozu Shenzi who had been knocked back.

"You shameless bunch, all of you!" Xiao Jiuxian was furious, facing off against five opponents. Far from being intimidated, she fought with wild ferocity, leaving the onlookers below gaping and clicking their tongues in awe.

However, just as the battle heated up, a pitch-black killing sword suddenly appeared, slashing toward Xiao Jiuxian. The attacker was the Jiemie Shen ti, seizing the perfect moment for a fatal strike.

Yet, though his sword was overwhelmingly dominant, it was blocked by a crystalline jade hand—belonging to Ji Ningshuang.

"Do you know what this act of yours implies?" The Jiemie Shen ti moved back and forth through the spacetime imprints, his voice ethereal and desolate, its source impossible to pinpoint, like a ghostly phantom.

"Don't try to scare me." Ji Ningshuang replied softly, pinpointing his location with perfect accuracy. She stepped forward in an instant, appearing right in front of him and sending him flying with a palm strike.

The Jiemie Shen ti's expression changed; he had no idea how Ji Ningshuang had found him or how she had appeared so suddenly. Her movement technique was even more bizarre than the Feilei Shenjue.

In a brief moment, Ji Ningshuang struck again. Before the Jiemie Shen ti could use the spacetime imprints to escape, he was knocked back once more. Before he could steady himself, she was upon him again.

"This is getting a bit scary." Watching the fierce Ji Ningshuang, Nan Di coughed lightly.

"The Jiemie Shen ti, who is renowned for instantaneous movement throughout history, is actually outmatched in speed by someone with an ordinary bloodline." Zhong Huang took a deep breath, his eyes filled with wariness. "Dong Shen is indeed very strong."

"I have to admit, I'm no match." Xi Zun shook his head with a smile. To completely suppress the Jiemie Shen ti in terms of movement, he could never do it. Just on that point alone, he, as Xi Zun, was bested by Dong Shen.

"A Quasi-Emperor is making a move." As the three spoke, someone interjected with a faint remark.

Sure enough, in another part of the void, more people charged in, but their target wasn't Ye Chen or Xiao Jiuxian—it was Ji Ningshuang. It was an elder in purple robes, his true face hidden, a genuine Zhundi-level expert.

Hey!

The Longzu Shenzi wasn't standing for it. He leaped into the sky and punched the purple-robed Zhundi, forcing him to stagger back. "Trying to ambush my Yaochi? Are you out of your mind?"

"You're asking for death." The purple-robed Zhundi snorted coldly, manifesting a killing sword in his hand as he charged across the heavens.

"We're both at the Zhunsheng level—who's afraid of whom?" The Longzu Shenzi met him head-on. Along the way, he caught a dragon blade flying from afar—it was the Overlord Dragon Severing Blade, sent by Ye Chen.

"With the Overlord Dragon in hand, the world is mine!" The Longzu Shenzi roared with overwhelming dominance, slashing out a hundred-meter-long golden blade aura that nearly split the purple-robed Zhundi in two.

"Arrogant!" Before the purple-robed Zhundi could counterattack, another cold snort rang out as a black-robed figure lunged at the Longzu Shenzi—a Zhundi-level expert, though his cultivation was suppressed to Zhunsheng at that moment.

Hey!

The Lingzu Shennü's fiery temper flared up; she soared into the sky and blocked the black-robed Zhundi. She was like a madwoman, showing no mercy to anyone in her rampage, going into a full berserk state.

The black-robed Zhundi was utterly overwhelmed; against an opponent of the same level, he was far inferior to the Lingzu Shennü.

However, if one couldn't handle it, two might—another Zhundi-level expert joined, a silver-robed one, intending to team up with the black-robed Zhundi to take down the Lingzu Shennü.

Hey!

The Wuzu Shenzi cursed and charged into the sky. Ye Chen cooperated perfectly, tossing him the Wuhuang War Spear, which this guy wielded like an iron club, smashing the silver-robed Zhundi's body until it cracked.

"You're all courting death." More opportunists joined the chaos—miraculously, another Zhundi, cloaked in golden robes, from some unknown lineage. Radiating golden light, he charged straight at the Wuzu Shenzi.

Hey!

The Guzu Shennü rushed forward, even more ferocious than the Lingzu Shennü. She gripped a divine whip entwined with Dao principles, colorful and dazzling. The golden-robed Zhundi was sent flying by a single lash, crashing through over a dozen mountains before stopping.

"There must be more." Below, the Manzu Shenzi hefted his battle axe, his eyes like copper bells scanning the surroundings. "If anyone dares to go after my little Guzu, I'll have to beat them senseless."

Sure enough, there was someone foolish enough—a figure in white robes, quite conspicuous, with a concealed aura that marked him as a genuine Zhundi. Gripping a golden mace, he charged toward the Guzu Shennü.

Hey!

The Manzu Shenzi sprang into action, his massive frame colliding into the void. The white-robed Zhundi had just raised his sword when he was struck down by a single axe blow.

"It's gotten lively now, truly lively!" The people below rubbed their eyes, their gazes shining brightly.

"The Far Ancient Nine Clans' Shenzi and Shennü, Jiemie Shen ti, Dong Shen, Xiao Jiuxian, and Fenghuang Shenzi have all joined the battle. This trip to the Far Ancient Relic was definitely worth it." Many were itching to join in, but they only thought about it and didn't act.

"Who knew that the showdown between the Xianzu Shenzi and Huanggu Shengti would draw out so many terrifying figures?" The old veterans sighed. "Is this generation of young talents all this fierce?"

"By rights, the fight between the Xianzu Shenzi and Huanggu Shengti should be wrapping up." People glanced toward the eastern void. "They've gone at least a thousand rounds by now!"

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Ye Chen and the Xianzu Shenzi, those two madmen, fought like wild beasts. Far from stopping, they grew more ferocious, truly intent on fighting to the death.

It was clear that the Xianzu Shenzi was falling behind; in a prolonged battle, he wasn't Ye Chen's match. The duration of his forbidden technique had ended, his combat power plummeting, and he was now cornered in the void, getting pummeled by Ye Chen.

The guy let out earth-shaking roars, his hair disheveled, his face twisted in grotesque fury, unwilling to accept defeat. He attacked madly again and again, only to be beaten back each time.

In the shadows, a powerful expert couldn't stand it any longer and ascended to the void. The figure was cloaked in blood robes, a Zhundi-level cultivator, and not an ordinary one at that. He struck with a sneak attack, aiming for a true kill.

"His life is mine." Bei Sheng made her move, instantly soaring into the sky. With a slender jade finger pointed at a distance, the blood-robed Zhundi was hit on the spot, his body pierced through as he staggered back.

"Let's take him down together." The blood-robed Zhundi roared in anger, shouting to his companions.

Before his words faded, a three-eyed Zhundi appeared, his appearance quite frightening, with skin wrinkled from unknown ages. His three ancient eyes were murky, devoid of any light.

He was even stronger than the blood-robed Zhundi, wielding a broken black sword surrounded by silent extinction sword energy. Even from afar, the cultivators around could smell the aura of death, their faces turning pale.

"This madwoman's life is mine." Nan Di ascended, gripping a golden war halberd, his body covered in golden armor, like a war god facing off against the three-eyed Zhundi.

His thoughts aligned with Bei Sheng's; she wanted to settle scores with Ye Chen, and he couldn't let her die, especially after getting inexplicably beaten by her earlier—he needed to get even.

And so, the void truly erupted into chaos, dividing into ten battle circles: Ye Chen versus Xianzu Shenzi, Xiao Jiuxian versus the four Shenzi, Ji Ningshuang versus Jiemie Shen ti, Longzu Shenzi versus black-robed Zhundi, Lingzu Shennü versus purple-robed Zhundi, Wuzu Shenzi versus silver-robed Zhundi, Guzu Shennü versus golden-robed Zhundi, Manzu Shenzi versus white-robed Zhundi, Bei Sheng versus blood-robed Zhundi, and Nan Di versus three-eyed Zhundi.

What started as a simple one-on-one duel had snowballed into a massive brawl, with every participant being an incredibly fierce fighter, each carrying the legacy of their own lineage.