The Unbounded Sword God was practically invincible in this wasteland. If Gu Fei didn't make a move, these fellows would be able to dominate an area.
However, it was a pity that Gu Fei was here. Therefore, these guys could only be unlucky.
However, Gu Fei did not want to fight with these guys personally.
He directly subdued the Yan Clan.
The Flame Race was one of the ten strongest factions of the Flame World before it was destroyed. The Flame Race surviving the calamity of the world was largely due to luck.
When the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth broke out, whether one could survive or not depended on luck.
Although the Yan Clan survived, apart from the Old Ancestors of the clan, the rest had become ordinary people. Yan Xi and the others were not even Immortals.
Of course, although Yan Xi and the others were not Immortals, their ancestors were after all world-shaking great figures. They inherited the bloodline of these great figures, so even if they were not Immortals, they could still live for hundreds of years.
Some members of the Yan Clan could even live for thousands of years and become thousand-year-old antiques.
However, in the Yan Clan, there were very few thousand-year-old antiques.
Gu Fei could not count on Yan Xi and the others. A group of ordinary people like them could not help Gu Fei at all.
Of course, Yan Xi and the others had a lot of room for growth. In the future, they would definitely become Immortals or even Great Mediums.
However, this needed time.
Because no one could become a Great Medium in an instant.
Boom!
At this time, on the wasteland, outside the territory of the Primordial Divine Clan, two powerful auras were colliding. The entire Void was shaking and countless spatial ripples spread in all directions.
"Are they finally going to fight?"
Gu Fei, who was hiding in the distant sky and watching the show, muttered to himself.
The surrounding spectators were also extremely excited.
No matter if it was Yan Huatian or Hong Sheng, they were all peerless experts. Even before the Flame World was destroyed, they were almost invincible existences!
A battle between experts of this level, no matter when it was, would always be an incomparably sensational event.
However, what made people speechless was that Yan Huatian and Hong Sheng were still confronting each other. They had no intention of fighting at all, which made countless spectators very disappointed.
"Why aren't you fighting yet?"
"How long is this standoff going to last!"
The spectators nearby were getting impatient from waiting.
On the other hand, the battle between the Yan Clan and the Grandmist Divine Race's Ancestors was intense, with both sides winning and losing.
The two races had fought for countless years, and they were evenly matched. It was difficult for either side to defeat the other. It wasn't easy for the Yan Clan to defeat the Grandmist Divine Race and seize the Divine Spring of Life.
Similarly, it wouldn't be easy for the Grandmist Divine Race to defeat the Yan Clan and protect their Divine Spring of Life.
Furthermore, the outcome of the other Patriarchs would not determine anything. The battle that would determine the ownership of the Divine Spring of Life would be the one between Yan Huatian and Hong Sheng.
However, the two of them were not anxious at all.
The standoff continued. Six hours, twelve hours, twenty-four hours, two days, ten days … the Flame Clan and the Grandmist Divine Race's Ancestors had come to an end, but the two of them were still locked in a standoff.
This confrontation could be said to be world-shaking.
Then, the Yan Clan and the Grandmist Divine Race's Ancestors fought until both sides suffered. However, the two of them were still locked in a standoff.
Even the experts who were watching the battle nearby retreated one after another. They couldn't keep wasting time here. It should be known that everything in the wasteland had been destroyed. Everything needed to be rebuilt.
Moreover, the battle for the Divine Spring of Life didn't stop.
Originally, only five of the ten strongest factions in the Flame World had survived the calamity. However, there were nine Divine Springs of Life in the wasteland.
The Grandmist Divine Race occupied one, the Grandmist Demons occupied one, the Yan Clan occupied one, the Yan Clan occupied one, the Demon Race occupied one, and the Grandmist Human Race occupied one.
The other five Divine Springs of Life were occupied by other factions.
Apart from the five strongest factions, the other factions weren't weak either. Some factions had joined forces to occupy a Divine Spring of Life.
What all the factions needed to do now was to occupy the Divine Spring of Life, lay a foundation, and smoothly pass on their legacy.
If the Yan Clan had chosen to attack the weaker factions, they would have occupied a Divine Spring of Life by now.
However, the Yan Clan had offended the Grandmist Divine Race, and they had clashed with the Grandmist Divine Race.
"What are you waiting for?"
Gu Fei was getting impatient and sent a voice transmission to Yan Huatian.
"Yes, Master!"
Yan Huatian didn't dare to delay. His master was getting impatient. If he continued to stay in a standoff with Hong Sheng, his master would be unhappy.
"What did you say?"
Hong Sheng, who was on the other side, couldn't help but be startled. This guy actually had a master? How is that possible?
"Kill!"
Yan Huatian took advantage of the moment when Hong Sheng was distracted to make a move. This was an opportunity that an existence like him would definitely not miss.
They had been in a standoff for so long. Weren't they waiting for each other to reveal a flaw?
Now, Hong Sheng finally revealed a flaw.
In fact, Hong Sheng was staring at Yan Huatian. Yan Huatian's sudden words were too shocking. This guy was Yan Huatian, the Yan Clan's Old Ancestor.
Although Yan Huatian had only said a single sentence, three words, those three words were too shocking.
The Yan Clan's Old Ancestor actually had a master. Who was qualified to be Yan Huatian's master?
Just thinking about it made his scalp tingle.
Yan Huatian was a half-step to the Peerless Power Realm. Wouldn't his master be a true Peerless Power Realm expert?
Boom!
Hong Sheng was sent flying by Yan Huatian's punch.
Yan Huatian's attack was like a storm, unstoppable.
Hong Sheng had lost the initiative and was being suppressed by Yan Huatian.
"This …"
The Old Ancestors of the Grandmist Divine Race were scared out of their wits. If Hong Sheng was defeated, the Divine Spring of Life would no longer belong to them.
At this time, the Old Ancestors of both the Yan Clan and the Grandmist Divine Race were either injured or crippled. Both camps had lost Old Ancestors.
The area outside the Grandmist Divine Race's defensive array was a mess.
The destruction caused by this level of fighting was really shocking.
Of course, this was the wasteland, so nothing had been destroyed by these guys.
"They finally started fighting."
Some people who were still watching the fight were surprised and happy. This was a fight between half-step to the Peerless Power Realm experts. Powerful Essence Qi rippled in all directions.
Countless experts were immediately alarmed.
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