Crack——

Once again, a sound like thunder echoed, and the rift on the ground split and expanded again. At the same time, the vast Immortal Might became even more terrifying.

"Such terrifying Immortal Might, retreat quickly!" Tangyu and the other three were greatly shocked and kept retreating swiftly from there. Just that Immortal Might alone made them feel that it could annihilate them. Tangyu and the others were exceedingly astonished as they gazed over there, not knowing what significant event was about to unfold.

Meanwhile, outside the World of the Gods, several experts from the Human Clan and the three other races, those in the Immortal Venerate realm, stood there gazing into the World of the Gods. Their faces clearly showed signs of amazement.

"Such powerful and formidable aura, even stronger than the previous one. The Immortal Artifact Slaying Dragon, could it be—this is the Venerable Slaying Dragon?"

"If it truly is the Venerable Slaying Dragon, it would be a monumental blessing for our Human Clan." Some in the Immortal Venerate realm on the Human Clan's side were also filled with anticipation. The fame of the Venerable Slaying Dragon was legendary, revered through the ages, with a tremendous influence. He was the most likely person to become an Immortal according to legend. If, during this great calamity, he could stand with the Human Clan, the benefits would be boundless.

Over on the side of the three races, those in the Immortal Venerate realm didn't look pleased.

Tangyu and the other three watched from a distance, their hearts tense; they had never been this nervous before.

A figure, wrapped in light, flew out from the chasm and stood in the void. As soon as this figure appeared, the Immortal Artifact Slaying Dragon hurled itself towards him, and the figure extended a hand to grasp it. He was an elder with the appearance and demeanor of an Immortal, face filled with aloofness, marked by the passage of time. An aura of Immortal Might emanated, making the heavens and earth want to submit at his feet.

The gaze of Tangyu and the others fell upon this figure, and immediately they had the impulse to kneel and worship. In such a presence, Tangyu and the others felt themselves to be exceedingly insignificant.

Who is this person? Could it really be the legendary figure from millions of years ago, the Venerable Slaying Dragon? Did the figures from millions of years ago truly seal themselves and survive until today? This situation was too incredulous, breaking certain common laws.

One must know, the most fearsome thing is time; no one can withstand the erosion of time. Without achieving immortality, one's life is finite. Even the Immortal Venerable only lives for several thousand years. After a few thousand years, one becomes but a handful of yellow earth, buried by time. The cycles of time are the power of the Great Dao, and no one can defy it unless they transcend this world and go to the Immortal Realm, achieving utmost freedom.

But do Immortals truly exist?

Seeking Immortals, since ancient times, everyone has sought to understand immortality, questioning whether Immortals exist. But who truly knows what Immortals are? Who has ever seen one? The existence of Immortals has always been an eternal enigma, an unsolvable problem. People have always believed, yet they have never existed, giving rise to a rather mysterious feeling.

The figure gently stroked the Immortal Artifact Slaying Dragon in his hand, his lips moving slightly, a voice filled with the vicissitudes of life emerged: "Vast and endless time, an inexhaustible slumber, old friend, upon parting who would have thought it would be millions of years. Over such a long time, you must have been very lonely, right?"

The Immortal Artifact Slaying Dragon emitted a series of blade cries, as if exhaling its joy.

"It truly is the Venerable Slaying Dragon, a figure from millions of years ago, self-sealed, now awakened." Tangyu's heart was greatly shaken, truly a legendary great figure. The Venerable Slaying Dragon roamed the world peerlessly millions of years ago. Nowadays, perhaps he remains unrivaled in supremacy.

If he stands with the Human Clan against the Hongchen Palace, the Human Clan's power would strengthen even more.

"Nothing is absolute. Before the advent of the Hongchen Calamity, figures sealed in the Ancient Times are waking one after another. The one just now was an Immortal Venerable Level existence, and now the Venerable Slaying Dragon has awoken. Could there be more supreme figures from the ancient and primordial eras awakening? If so, our Human Clan may have a real chance of victory in this catastrophe." Tangyu pondered to himself, thinking that this is indeed monumental news for the Human Clan.

"Eternal and endless, seeking immortality and the Great Dao, questioning the world whether Immortals exist? I have pursued the Immortal realm all my life. When I reached a dead end, I could only seal myself, clinging to life, hoping to awaken one day to tread the path of immortality again. Through the endless years, millions have passed. Now, as I awaken, the Human Clan faces a great calamity—is this fate?" The Venerable Slaying Dragon's gaze swept over Tangyu and the others, seeming to penetrate and uncover all their secrets.

Under that gaze, Tangyu and the others became rigid, as if frozen in place, unable to move.

Just one glance caused immense shock in Tangyu's heart; he felt that the Venerable Slaying Dragon could kill him as easily as crushing an ant. Tangyu considered himself strong, having reached the level of Seeking Immortal, but before such an existence, he was still exceedingly weak.

This made Tangyu realize he still had a long way to go; he was not yet strong enough.

"Forget it, since I have awakened, there must be a reason. I wonder, have any of my old friends awoken as well? I shall go and see." With these words, the Venerable Slaying Dragon moved, his form shot into the sky, slicing open the Void Gate with one strike, stepping through it, and quickly disappearing into the Void Gate.

The Venerable Slaying Dragon departed just like that.

It was only after he left that Tangyu and the others returned to consciousness, their emotions unable to settle for a long time. The sense of shock this brought them was immense, making it difficult to digest for the moment.

For quite a while, Tangyu finally said, "The Venerable Dragon Slayer has awakened. He mentioned that there are other old friends, indicating that many predecessors in the Ancient Times had sealed themselves. This time they awaken, perhaps it is in response to the catastrophe. This indicates that heaven is invisibly aiding our Human Clan, not allowing us to head towards destruction in the mortal calamity. This is absolutely good news for us. Therefore, now is the time for us to showcase ourselves. The Fourth Crown Prince and the Demon Clan's Saint Heir are dead. Next, it's time for the final battle to erupt, to annihilate those geniuses of the three races, and to exalt the might of our Human Clan."

Xuanyuan Wuqing nodded in agreement, "Yes, that's right. It's time for the war to break out. The Fourth Crown Prince and the Demon Clan's Saint Heir are dead, and there's no longer any force among the three races capable of contending with us."

Tangyu and the other three soared into the sky, leaping out of the valley and reaching the surface above. The Venerable Dragon Slayer had departed, and the valley naturally returned to its tranquility, with the radiant light gradually dissipating. Above the valley, the armies of the Human Clan and the three races were still confronting each other. They were eagerly waiting, not knowing what had transpired below.

When Tangyu and the others emerged, gazes from the Human Clan's side immediately turned towards them, accompanied by the rising sound of voices.

On the side of the three races, eyebrows furrowed one by one, as they looked at one another with bad premonitions.

Xuanyuan Wuqing waved his great hand, and his booming voice echoed aloud, "All warriors of the Human Clan, heed my command. The final battle is upon us, fully unleashed. The Yao Race's Fourth Crown Prince and the Demon Clan's Saint Heir have been slain by us. Now's the time to slaughter them all. Attack!"

Roar——

Kill!!!

With morale greatly boosted on the Human Clan's side, everyone became battle-ready, charging onward as the battle erupted.

Meanwhile, on the side of the three races, the news struck them hard. The Fourth Crown Prince and the Demon Clan's Saint Heir were their spiritual leaders, their Seafixing Divine Needle. If they were dead, how could they continue this battle?

Tangyu and the other three, leading the charge, attacked the armies of the three races with full force. With their formidable strength, Tangyu and the others could cut through the opposition as if it were no man's land, delivering an overwhelming slaughter.

Panic arose on the side of the three races, and morale plummeted instantly. As morale wanes, defeat is inevitable, like a collapsing mountain.

The battle fully erupted. In terms of both morale and strength, the Human Clan had an absolute advantage. So naturally, this battle was a crushing defeat and completely one-sided. Tangyu and the others rampaged through, slaughtering the three races, becoming four killing gods that drew everyone's attention, astonishing all.

Figures fell one by one. Although the three races had large numbers, their deaths came swiftly. Soon, rivers of blood flowed, and the air was thick with the stench of blood.

The Human Clan fought more valiantly while the three races fled in defeat, discarding helmets and armor.

Seizing the victory, the Human Clan pursued relentlessly, continuing to slay until only two or three hundred of the three races managed to escape. Over two or three thousand of them left their lives on the battlefield. This battle lasted an entire day before it concluded.

"Haha, we won, a great victory." Xuanyuan Wuqing was also filled with joy, laughing heartily.

This battle was indeed an unparalleled victory for the Human Clan. Of nearly four hundred Human Clan members who fought, more than three hundred were still alive, while nearly three thousand enemies were annihilated. Such a victory was indeed exhilarating.

"We won. The battles in the World of the Gods can also end. We can finally go back."

"Haha, what a thrill, though I haven't killed enough yet."

Xuanyuan Wuqing waved his hand, saying, "Alright, we should return to the camp. Let's go!"

The army of the Human Clan also returned to their camp. Tangyu and the other three walked at the forefront. Only Tangyu and Sun Wukong could walk side by side with Xuanyuan Wuqing and Qin Zhanfeng. This represented a kind of status, a form of recognition.

Tangyu's performance in the recent battle left no room for dissension, and no one dared to question the prowess of him and Sun Wukong. Everyone knew that these two held the standards of young kings.

Among the crowd, Chi Lian Xianzi and the others' gazes turned complex and bitter when looking at Tangyu.

The authority of Tangyu and Sun Wukong was firmly established.

Xuanyuan Wuqing, in a great mood, said, "Haha, Tangyu, Sun Wukong, for the swift conclusion of the battle and such a grand victory, you two are immensely to be credited. If not for your strong rise, this battle's results would have been uncertain. Your achievements are truly admirable. After this battle, both of you can be titled young kings. From now on, our Human Clan will have seven young kings."

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