In the vast and boundless void space.
Ji Tianxing and the Gold Origin Dragon Emperor had already exchanged thousands of blows, and the battlefield had shifted tens of thousands of miles away.
There was nothing in the void space, and no matter how strong the shockwaves from their battle were, nothing could be destroyed.
However, countless fragments of divine light and shockwaves were still scattered in the void space, spreading outwards like ripples.
The void space where Ji Tianxing and the Gold Origin Dragon Emperor were fighting was filled with flickering divine light, and nomological patterns crisscrossed like a fishing net.
Around the Gold Origin Dragon Emperor were two streaks of seven-colored Daoist Rhymes, and they were faintly discernible like clouds.
Hundreds of nomological patterns manifested images of mountains and rivers, the sun, moon, and stars, and the vicissitudes of life.
If an ordinary God King were to spectate the battle nearby, he would definitely benefit greatly, and his strength would increase tremendously.
At this point in the battle, the two of them had already gone past the stage of testing each other's strength. Not only did they use their full strength, but they also took out their supreme-grade king-grade divine artifacts.
Ji Tianxing wielded the Sword of Burial Of Heaven, and the mountain-sized Primordial Chaos Bell hovered above his head.
He controlled the Primordial Chaos Bell with his mind, either blocking the Gold Origin Dragon Emperor's attacks or neutralizing the Daoist Rhymes released by the Gold Origin Dragon Emperor.
At the same time, he released his divine aura to suppress the Gold Origin Dragon Emperor, restricting his movements and weakening his strength.
The Gold Origin Dragon Emperor also took out his natal divine artifact, the supreme-grade king-grade Heaven Cleaving Axe.
The axe was dark gold in color, and the handle was curved like a golden dragon. The axe head was flat and wide, and the back of the axe was a lifelike dragon head.
This Heaven Cleaving Axe originated from ancient times, and it was said that it was transformed from a certain golden dragon magnate, and it possessed divine aura and spirituality.
While the Gold Origin Dragon Emperor wielded the Golden Dragon Divine Sword and fought with Ji Tianxing, he used his mind to control the Heaven Cleaving Axe to hover around the battlefield.
The Heaven Cleaving Axe could not only block Ji Tianxing's attacks, neutralize his sword techniques and various mystiques, but it could also constantly attack him, tiring him out.
Both of their strengths were about the same, and the Primordial Chaos Bell and the Heaven Cleaving Axe were equally powerful. They often canceled each other out, and neither of them had the upper hand.
Therefore, the battle between Ji Tianxing and the Golden Origin Dragon Emperor would not end anytime soon.
If nothing unexpected happened, the two of them would probably still have to compete in the foundation of their divine power to see whose foundation was more robust.
In this aspect, Ji Tianxing was no match for the Golden Origin Dragon Emperor.
Although his talent was extraordinary, his cultivation time in this life was too short, less than two hundred years.
Moreover, he was only at the Eighth Level of the Divine King Realm. He had not even reached the Ninth Level.
If he really returned to the peak and became a peak Divine King, then this battle would have ended long ago.
…
Just as Ji Tianxing and the Golden Origin Dragon Emperor were locked in a fierce battle.
In the depths of the void, a pair of clear and deep eyes were watching their every move.
Those eyes contained wisdom, confidence, and dignity, as well as endless vicissitudes of life.
Only an expert who had been in a high position for a long time could have such a pair of eyes.
It was a pity that the owner of those eyes was a seven-foot tall middle-aged man with an oily face.
That's right, this was a middle-aged man with a big belly. One look and you could tell that he was rich and heartless.
He had a ruddy and plump face, a big sunken nose, and a funny moustache.
He wore a sapphire blue long robe and a jeweled hat. His ten fingers were adorned with all kinds of rings, divine jade, and emerald.
His appearance was no different from the profiteers of the mortal world.
At this moment, he was in a black Divine Warship, lying on a luxurious divine jade recliner. There was a jade table in front of him, with divine tea and all kinds of divine fruits on it.
The blue-robed profiteer leaned on the recliner in an unrestrained manner. He held an exquisite jade flask in one hand and took a sip of wine from time to time.
His other hand was twirling divine fruits and eating them one after another. He had an intoxicated expression on his face.
However, his eyes were clear and bright. He was focused on the two people who were fighting a fierce battle hundreds of thousands of miles away.
No one knew that he had been guarding the peak of Sky Crane Mountain all this while.
When the Golden Origin Dragon Emperor led a large group of Godkings to attack the Great Formation of Nine Bends of Heaven River, he hid at the side and watched.
When the Great Formation of Nine Bends of Heaven River was broken and the Golden Origin Dragon Emperor and the others rushed into the Xuanji Utopia, he followed them silently.
He had been secretly following Ji Tianxing and the Golden Origin Dragon Emperor. When the two of them rushed into the void to fight, he naturally followed them.
No matter how Ji Tianxing and the Golden Origin Dragon Emperor fought, or how they moved the battlefield, he always maintained a distance of one hundred and twenty thousand miles and hid in the dark to watch the battle.
And all this had not been discovered by anyone until now.
Not only did ordinary Godkings not discover him, but even Ji Tianxing and the Golden Origin Dragon Emperor did not notice him.
As time passed, the blue-robed profiteer watched the battle for a while longer. He could not help but reveal a gratified smile.
He smiled and muttered to himself, "This little rascal. His appearance has not changed much from before. However, his temperament has changed a lot. It's like he's a completely different person.
But that's good too. At least he doesn't pretend to be mature and cold all the time.
He's young, so he should act like a young man. It's good to be a little mischievous...
Looks like he's had a good time in the Divine World. Not only does he have a dao companion and a son, but even his personality has changed.
Sigh, it's a pity that old man Tian Long died early. I can't see him anymore! "
The blue-robed profiteer was gratified and sighed. He even shook his head subconsciously.
However, after watching for a while longer, he gradually felt that it was not interesting anymore. He could not help but feel a little regretful.
"Sigh, although the little rascal's cultivation is more profound and he has mastered more Mystiques, he's still too young.
He's not as profound as the Golden Origin Dragon Emperor's cultivation.
If the battle continues like this, I'm afraid the victor will not be decided even after a day and a night.
If it really drags on for three days, I'm afraid the loser will still be him.
That Ophiuchus, why can't he deal with a bunch of small fries after so long? "
As he muttered to himself, the blue-robed profiteer split a strand of his consciousness to check on the battle in the Xuanji Utopia.
Before leaving the Xuanji Utopia, he left a clone in the Xuanji Utopia to observe the battle in the dark and to prevent any unexpected situations.
That incarnation was a man of the Dragon Clan who was more than ten feet tall. He was tall and mighty.
He wore a pitch-black dragon-scale armor. He had a square face and a wide nose. He had a pair of thick eyebrows and big, bright eyes.
He was majestic, domineering, and had an iron-blooded murderous aura. He was like the general of the Dragon Clan, the commander of the dragon riders.
Before this, the blue-robed profiteer had not made any moves. This clone of his had been hiding underground, concealing all of its aura so that no one could detect it.
Now that he had made a move, this dragon general clone moved quietly underground, quickly approaching the battlefield.
Not long after, the dragon general clone arrived near the battlefield.
He silently flew up into the sky, hiding high up in the sky, overlooking the entire battlefield.
He saw that Master Lu and more than a thousand Godly Lords were surrounded by more than three thousand soldiers from the Myriad Demon Alliance. They were being attacked from all sides.
The two sides fought fiercely. There were people being killed at every moment. They fell into pools of blood or turned into a rain of flesh and blood.
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