At the same time, a bit further away from the location of the battle.
Ye Ling and Kong Junyu stood in the front of a flying boat, accelerating towards the Isle of Heavenly Demons.
They had just recieved orders a couple of days ago from the Wrathful Asura King to go there, as a big battle was about to take place in the Isle of Heavenly Demons as told by the latter.
They didn’t waste any time and departed right that instant, although they were still quite far from the Isle of Heavenly Demons, and they even had to use a smaller flying boat instead of a flying ship which further slowed down their speed.
Despite that, they would reach the Isle of Heavenly Demons in the next couple of days nonetheless.
"Hey, where did you put the Soul Retrieval Bell? You didn’t lose it, right?"
Kong Junyu asked, turning to face Ye Ling.
"Do you think I’m stupid? It’s obviously safe with me, in my Storage Ring!"
Ye Ling retorted, veins bulging on his forehead from frustration. He really couldn’t bear to be ordered around by this fellow besides him, but had no other choice.
Kong Junyu wasn’t only higher than him in cultivation and strength, but he was also told by the Wrathful Asura King to follow the former’s lead. Not being capable of defying the Wrathful Asura King’s orders, he was helpless in this situation.
He had no choice but to swallow his pride as a system wielder and transmigrator to follow Kong Junyu’s lead.
Hearing Ye Ling’s words, Kong Junyu didn’t say anything else and looked straight into the distance.
The Soul Retrieval Bell wasn’t an ordinary item or Dharma Artifact. From what they knew, it was at least a Rank-10 Dharma Artifact, on the same level as Half Immortals.
It may even be only a step away from transforming into a coveted treasure of the Immortals and Gods mentioned in the ancient legends of the cultivation world.
If something went wrong with the Soul Retrieval Bell in their hands, who knew how dire the consequences would be?
The Wrathful Asura King may not even take Ye Ling’s identity as the Demon Saint into consideration then and directly blast off the two of them into the endless abyss.
Thus, they had to be extremely cautious with handling it.
...
*Rumble!*
*Crackle!*
Thunder roared and lightning flashed under the dim sky, adding a sense of pressure to the already tense atmosphere.
As the Blade Saint finished preparing his Divine Power, he looked straight into the eyes of the Wrathful Asura King from hundreds of miles away.
"You don’t even understand how calamitous whatever you’re doing is, playing right into their hands by following their words blindly. In the end, you’re gonna be abandoned and all living creatures will suffer because of you. A grimdark future awaits the Second Great Mortal World if you do not stop."
His voice rang out like thunder, changing for the first time ever so slightly throughout the entire battle along with his facial expression, which was way more serious now.
"I don’t understand? You don’t understand, Blade Saint! Defying those high above is akin to a death sentence! By following their orders, at least there is still a glimmer of hope for survival! Where will you even go after offending them!? Another of the Great Mortal Worlds? The Myriad Worlds? Or any other smaller world in the Lower Realm? Don’t tell me you’re thinking you can hide by ascending to the Upper Realm? You cannot hide from them, no matter what you do or where you go! In the end, you will be annihilated in body and soul, assigned for eternal damnation! Don’t you dare teach me what I should and shouldn’t do!"
The Wrathful Asura King roared angrily, the two black lightning bolts frantically absorbing the Lightning Qi before finally stopping.
Hearing his words, the Blade Saint’s expression grew even colder as the thousansa of small beams of Sword Qi around him stopped rotating, all facing downwards.
"Alright, then you must die today!"
Saying this, the Blade Saint raised his right hand before his face in the shape of a sword, emitting extreme amounts of Sword Intent and Demonic Energy. He was still a demonic cultivator, after all.
The small Sword Qi beams instantly flew upwards, constantly growing bigger in size until each Sword Qi reached a height of a hundred feet and spread out above the battlefield, forming a spectacular scene under the dark clouds.
"Emerge!"
As soon as these words left the Blade Saint’s mouth, the Sword Qi beams glowed with a divine light as all of them spread out in the sky began to be connected by a thin line of Sword Intent, a vast pressure descending.
Seeing this, the corners of the Wrathful Asura King’s mouth twitched.
The black lightning bolts on his upper two hands began to transform, resembling a ghastly figure of two black dragons joint by their tails, both more than a thousand feet tall.
*Roar!*
*Crackle!*
The twin dragons roared, causing the black lightning to crackle.
Holding the twin dragons in his hand, the Wrathful Asura King finally unleashed his Divine Power!
On the other hand, the Blade Saint also didn’t delay any longer and unleashed his own Sword Dao Divine Power!
"Ten Thousand Sword Formation!"
"Twin Dragons of Demonic Might!"
Both of them shouted in unison!
The world seemed to have lost its color as the dark clouds rumbled fiercely, the worldly laws on the verge of collapse and heavenly rules struggling to intervene in the battle between two of the strongest beings in the world, second only to the Immortal Gods above.
The world seemed to have turned into a blank sheet of paper at the moment, with small cracks beginning to appear in it. In other words, there were cracks forming on the fundamental laws of the Mortal World, the void beginning to shatter, and the spacetime starting to slowly crumble apart under the immense pressure of two Divine Powers of the highest level achievable as a mortal colliding against each other.
Far away, near the Sword Qi prison which caged the other experts of the demonic path, all of those in it and those outside of it, including the Sword God and Demon Lord Nine Calamities, stared at the wonderful display of heavenly might by the Blade Saint and the Wrathful Asura King before they felt a sense of unease, followed by the collision of Divine Powers.
All of them instantly froze in place, as if time itself had paused for a brief instance before a loud sound woke them up.
*BOOOOOOOOOM!*
...
The same happened with Kong Junyu and Ye Ling, who were on their way to the Isle of Heavenly Demons before encountering a far away white light approaching from their right as it was only a few thousand miles short of engulfing them whole.
They also heard a loud sound, but as they weren’t within the vicinity of the collision, they weren’t affected as much.
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Picking this up, Ye Ling couldn’t help but look over and ask, "What was that? Did you hear and see it as well?"
Kong Junyu was also confused as he answered, "I don’t know. But that terrifying energy should be related to a battle between extremely powerful beings. As for how strong they are, I cannot fathom it yet. We should avoid going near that area."
Even Ye Ling felt that Kong Junyu’s words were reasonable this time and didn’t say anything.
...
Back to the battlefield.
As the world slowly returned to normal, the heavenly rules working extra hard to repair the worldly and fundamental laws of the Mortal World, mending the skies, restraining the chaotic spacetime and sealing the void.
The sea had been split apart from the previous clash, as if the entire ocean had been drained dry, with no trace of any water or land which had remained intact for more than a hundred thousands miles.
This was the power of two apex level mortal entities who had not even ascended to immortality yet. One had to remember that the Lower Realm was a higher dimension, the heavenly rules here were much stronger and restrained the power of these beings.
Had it been the Myriad Worlds, this clash alone would have annihilated countless universes from existence along with their different spacetime.
There was a reason why existences beyond the Tribulation Transcendence Realm were simply not allowed to roam free in the Myriad Worlds!
The sunlight descended down the now parted clouds, finally landing on the faces of the Blade Saint and the Wrathful Asura King, both of whom weren’t that severely injured but still extremely tired.
Using a Divine Power consumed a lot of their mental fortitude and Spiritual Energy.
At this moment, the Blade Saint took a deep breath before standing up straight. Raising his hand, a long sword instantly appeared in his palm seemingly out of nowhere.
The Wrathful Asura King also waved his hand, a two headed trident appearing in it, churning with lightning.
The battle had not ended yet!