Chapter 2401: Saintly Being in Full Bloom vs. Peak Emperor

Chapter 2401: Dacheng Shengti VS Dianfeng Dadi

“Ah!”

Cai Jue Mo Di let out a roar that shattered the vast starry sky. His once lifeless eyes were now filled with bloodshot veins, turning his imperial gaze a deep crimson. The fear in his eyes was gradually consumed by rage. After countless eons, he was determined to battle Di Huang once more, to personally eliminate this demonic obstacle. If he could slay this Dacheng Shengti, his merits would be complete, allowing him to defy the heavens and ascend to the Tian Di realm.

“Kill!”

Di Huang launched his attack, stepping forward to crush the universe and unleashing a palm strike infused with the full power of the imperial dao.

This palm was the ultimate strike of a Dianfeng Dadi, enough to make the world tremble. No one below the level of a great emperor dared to face it, a blow that could destroy heavens and earth, instantly obliterating body and soul for anyone who tried.

Di Huang remained silent, clenching his fist to grasp the myriad dao and countering with overwhelming force.

Boom!

Their palm and fist collided, annihilating the universe and sending waves of destructive light rippling outward. Everywhere it touched, laws turned to illusions, and yin and yang were thrown into chaos. Countless vast stars collapsed as a result.

As for the two combatants,

Di Huang stood firm and unmoved, his golden fist invincible and stained with the emperor's blood.

In contrast, Cai Jue Mo Di was blasted backward, his imperial hand exploding, his imperial bones shattering and flying amid sprays of blood. Before he could steady himself, a mysterious force enveloped him, whisking him away on the spot.

The one casting the spell was Di Huang, who seized Cai Jue Mo Di and stepped into the Grand Dao Supreme Heaven.

This was a battlefield reserved for imperial dao battles, and Dacheng Shengti was fully qualified to enter. He not only stood on equal footing with the emperor but even surpassed great emperors in power. Apart from a few exceptional emperors, he was unbeatable.

“Kill!”

Cai Jue Mo Di reformed his imperial hand and resumed his assault. The Dianfeng Dadi was now somewhat unhinged, losing all his lofty demeanor and resembling a madman devoid of reason.

Yet, his terror was undeniable.

Like a demonic god, every move he made invoked imperial dao immortal techniques. Within his dao lay laws, and within those laws lay more dao. With the blood-red demonic land at his back, stars were extinguished, and the blazing sun crumbled into oblivion. He unleashed endless imperial dao principles, manifesting as demonic waterfalls that cascaded down, each strike evoking scenes of world-ending destruction.

Compared to him, Di Huang was even more domineering.

The Dacheng Shengti's battle intent was unmatched, like a war god dominating the eight wastelands. He wielded no weapons or tools, only a pair of golden fists—one to shatter all laws, another to sever eternity. He perfectly embodied the pinnacle of the war dao, striding across the golden immortal sea with the vast starry sky above his head, charging into the blood-red demonic land. Each fist was a universe in itself, growing more ferocious with every blow.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

Their imperial dao clash carried destructive power, bathed in the glow of doomsday.

One Dacheng Shengti and one Dianfeng Dadi had been fighting wildly from the start. The Shengti was bathed in imperial blood, and the emperor in Shengti blood. As the blood fell, it transformed into dragon and human forms, continuing the assault unrelentingly until death.

Boom!

Accompanied by a thunderous boom, the Grand Dao Supreme Heaven collapsed, engulfed in darkness. But this was not a spatial black hole—it was an unknown realm, comprehensible only to the supreme beings.

“Too strong.”

The people of the various heavens gazed upward in awe, especially the Dianfeng Zhun Di, who felt it most acutely.

That was the true essence of an imperial dao battle.

Compared to Di Huang and Cai Jue Mo Di, the Chi An they had slain earlier seemed like mere child's play. The conflict in the Grand Dao Supreme Heaven was the real pinnacle war. Who would dare to set foot there? Even a Dianfeng Zhun Di lacked the courage, as any stray wave could reduce them to dust.

“Too strong.”

Not just the people of the various heavens, but even the Tian Mo forces looked up in dread, their hearts pounding. In their memories, this was the first time Cai Jue Mo Di had been beaten so brutally.

What bad luck—they had run into a tough opponent this time.

“Destroy the Qian Tian Mo Zhu.”

Someone howled like a wolf, shattering the unspoken truce between the sides.

The ruthless experts of the various heavens attacked, deploying their strongest lineup, each wielding ultimate imperial weapons.

The cultivators of the various heavens followed suit, their battle spirit soaring. With Dacheng Shengti in combat, how could they stand idle? The Qian Tian Mo Zhu had to be destroyed. If another Dianfeng Dadi descended, it would be disastrous.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The imperial weapons' assault shook the star domain, with beams of imperial light shooting out, laden with destructive might.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

The unprepared Tian Mo were caught off guard, entire groups of figures wiped out in an instant, including Zhun Di-level Tian Mo, who didn't even have time to scream.

“Damned!”

The First Mo Jun roared in fury, surging forward with overwhelming demonic energy, brandishing a battle spear. His presence was imposing, making the starry sky tremble. His pitch-black eyes were like two bottomless voids, gleaming with a desolate light that barely concealed his savagery and bloodlust. His demonic body was as heavy as a mountain.

It was no wonder he was under a Dianfeng Dadi—no ordinary foe. His power far surpassed the Mo Jun of Chi An Mo Di, and he carried imperial essence, likely a Zhun Di who had survived an imperial tribulation.

“I'll handle this.”

Mo Yuan snorted coldly, stepping across the vast expanse to face the First Mo Jun.

The strength of Tun Tian Mo Zun was renowned. In his demonized state, he was even more demonic than the Tian Mo. His Tun Tian immortal techniques devoured heaven and earth, evolving into laws that consumed countless Tian Mo.

The Second Mo Jun arrived, intent on aiding the First Mo Jun in slaying Mo Yuan.

Unfortunately, he was thwarted, as the various heavens were not defenseless.

The attacker was the Chi Mei Xie Shen, clad in ancient battle armor, like a peerless queen. Standing alongside Hong Lian, her prowess was no exaggeration—she struck with unmatched fury.

“Where do you think you're going?”

Wei Mian Zhi Zi shouted resoundingly, unleashing a Wei Mian immortal technique across the void and delivering a palm strike that nearly split the Third Mo Jun in two. As someone who could break the Zhai Xian Tian Di array, he was a supreme ruthless expert, steadily overpowering the Third Mo Jun, landing blow after blow that drew blood and shattered bones.

Buzz!

Jiang Chen advanced with his battle spear, confronting the Fourth Mo Jun.

Though the Corpse Ancestor had empty eyes and a wooden expression, his attacks were fiercely dominant. Having perfected the corpse cultivation path, he was an unconventional cultivator whose yin underworld dao harvested life force. The Fourth Mo Jun, though strong, was no match, and his demonic body was destroyed multiple times.

Roar!

The Hong Huang Qilin transformed into its true form, its colossal body as massive as a mountain, rampaging through the Tian Mo army. It needed no immortal techniques—just its charge crushed countless Tian Mo. Even Zhun Di-level Tian Mo were obliterated under its feet.

Roar!

In response, a roar echoed from the other side—a mighty dragon's cry laced with demonic tones.

The Fifth Mo Jun had arrived, not a human but a Mo Long, its body rivaling the Hong Huang Zu Long. Each scale gleamed with demonic light, and its blood-red eyes, like massive wine jars, fired bolts of black lightning. It coiled through the sky, crushing swaths of the void.

The Hong Huang Qilin charged upward to meet the Fifth Mo Jun.

Roar! Roar!

One demonic beast and one Qilin made for a striking sight, battling in the void with blood spraying like torrential rain, heavy enough to crush crowds below.

In truth, the most dominant bloodline in the various heavens was no joke. The Hong Huang Qilin's power was unparalleled, forcing the Fifth Mo Jun onto the defensive throughout.

The Sixth Mo Jun was strikingly alluring, a female Mo Jun with demonic eyes that exuded enchantment. She cultivated the path of charm, which even the Zhun Di of the various heavens struggled to resist.

The Shen Nü of Kun Lun couldn't stand her and charged straight at her.

The sight of two women fighting was quite spectacular. Mainly, the Sixth Mo Jun's charm path had no effect on Dong Huang Tai Xin, who pursued and battered her relentlessly, leaving her demonic body drenched in blood.

The Seventh and Eighth Mo Jun were twin brothers, each with three eyes and purple pupils that radiated an eerie aura, full of savagery and bloodlust. They specialized in attacking the soul; even emperors risked faltering against them, as their soul path was profound.

Long Cang Jie and Yu Hua Xian Wang arrived, forming a two-on-two matchup that shook the heavens and earth.

The most bizarre was the Ninth Mo Jun, who appeared as a child but was unlike any ordinary one—his head was enormous, with only one eye. More monster than child, his age was ancient, his form due to his race.

Though small, his attacks were formidable, spewing black flames that ignored the physical body and burned the soul. Once engulfed, one would be consumed by the flames.

“I've never hit a child.”

Ye Chen descended from the sky, though his words said otherwise as he swung his sword, flipping the Ninth Mo Jun and sending his blood-smeared imperial sword humming with overwhelming power, nearly splitting him in half.

“Kill!”

The Ninth Mo Jun's face twisted in rage, his single large eye firing lightning as black flames erupted from his body, forming a dark sea of fire that surged toward Ye Chen. You said you wouldn't hit, yet here you are— are all you people from the various heavens so shameless?

“Extinguish!”

Ye Chen snorted coldly, summoning his immortal fire, which neared the level of Chaos Fire. Its dominance far outstripped the black flames, as the golden ocean instantly overwhelmed it.

In that instant, Ye Chen dodged the Ninth Mo Jun's lightning bolts, teleporting close and striking without a word, delivering another sword blow that almost cleaved the child in two.

“Ah!”

The Ninth Mo Jun roared in fury, transforming his form. Already unnatural, he became a true demon, his size exploding to over thirteen feet, growing three heads and six arms, covered in scales. Even Ye Chen, with his vast experience, couldn't identify it.

Yet, the transformed Ninth Mo Jun was genuinely powerful, radiating imperial essence, prompting Ye Chen to raise an eyebrow. Clearly, another who had survived an imperial tribulation.

“Come!”

Imperial essence wasn't frightening— the Tenth Emperor of Da Chu feared nothing. He'd slain emperors before; would he fear one who passed an imperial tribulation? Don't underestimate this minor Zhun Di— he could fight fiercely.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

Accompanied by booms, the two battled into the sky.

It was evident the Ninth Mo Jun was at a disadvantage. Though his cultivation was strong and he bore imperial dao essence, he wasn't Ye Chen's match. The young Shengti's endless trump cards caught him off guard, and two and a half of his heads were already severed, his six arms completely dismantled.

“Kill!”

The Tian Mo army surged like a tidal wave, their war cries shaking the heavens and earth.

“Fight!”

The cultivators of the various heavens burned with war blood like blazing flames. With Cai Jue Mo Di being hammered by Di Huang and the nine great Mo Jun all bloodied and battered, the people of the various heavens refused to be outdone. They charged from the starry sky into the ruined Luo Sha Domain.

This was the various heavens' expeditionary force—no one was a side character; all were protagonists. From Dianfeng Zhun Di to those at the Tian realm, everyone charged forward, their target the distant Qian Tian Mo Zhu.

Meanwhile, back in the Da Chu direction, events were unfolding.

Under the starlight and moonlight, a woman in white infiltrated Da Chu once more, her body fused with the Zhu Xian Sword, heading straight for Tian Xuan Gate. Her target was Xiao Ruo Xi. Through countless schemes, she had drawn away the Dacheng Shengti and the strong experts of Da Chu. Her smile in the moonlight was cunningly sly.