On the battlefield of the Crimson River, the will of the Great Path was everywhere, and blazing flames flowed endlessly.
However, in addition to this blazing surprise, there was also a terrible dark demonic light that raged wildly on the battlefield.
"Get out of here." An overbearing and cold voice came out. Yu Sheng glanced at Dong Chen and Seven Sins, the two cultivators from Dali.
These people from the Dali Dynasty had probably joined the battle because of him.
However, those pitch-black eyes were filled with disdain.
When Dong Chen and Seven Sins heard Yu Sheng's words, their eyes froze. They looked up at Yu Sheng in astonishment. The domineering and unparalleled demon king's deep and cold eyes were full of disdain.
Since the three cultivators of Dali had joined the Battle of the Sleeping Dragon, they had come here for Yu Sheng.
However, Li Yao wanted them to stop or even defeat Yu Sheng. In reality, Yu Sheng didn't care about them at all.
But even so, what could they do?
Rush over and fight to the death with Yu Sheng?
Could they do that?
What had happened to Di Hao and Xiang Nan made it very clear to them that it was just a matter of a slap.
Fight for dignity?
If they rushed over and were slapped to the ground, would that be very dignified?
Thinking of this, Dong Chen felt a little ironic. He turned around and stepped into the void, returning directly to the bank of the Crimson River. When he returned, he wanted to ask the Imperial Advisor.
The sword intent on Seven Sins lingered around his body, and his whole body was bright.
His gaze was like a sword, piercing into Yu Sheng's eyes. That pair of domineering eyes was so cold, it was as if Yu Sheng did not exist in Yu Sheng's eyes. In those eyes, Yu Sheng saw indifference to everything.
He had a feeling that this was a man who disrespected heaven, earth, and all the gods and Buddhas.
Was this the demonic art he cultivated?
A person's cultivation would determine their character, temperament, and even nature.
The sword will was finally extinguished, and Seven Sins sighed. In the end, he did not dare to attack. He flashed towards Di Hao, helped him up, and took him away from the battlefield by the Crimson River. His back was full of loneliness.
There was always someone better than you.
On the battlefield, Jialou Feng's divine feathers had been torn apart. Kong Xuan had given up on the Catastrophe of the Great Path, and Kong Zhan had no desire to fight. Kong Xuan had already tried.
Xiang Nan was severely injured.
Ye Wuchen was also undergoing the Catastrophe of the Great Path. Huang Jiuge and Qin Zhuang were by his side.
Tribulation clouds surged, releasing rumbling noises as they smashed downwards from time to time.
The current situation of the battlefield was very clear.
The battle between Xing Chou and Yu Sheng would be the ultimate battle that would decide who would enter the Regional Palace to cultivate.
Yu Sheng and Xing Chou stood facing each other and looked at each other. Both of them released an extremely violent and monstrous aura.
A group of cultivators from the Regional Palace was watching the battle from the edge of the battlefield.
"Xing Kai, your strength is unparalleled. Even in the Regional Palace, no one has been able to shake you in a head-on attack. However, this demonic cultivator seems to be the same. He has unparalleled combat ability. How does your brother compare to him?" someone asked Xing Kai.
Xing Kai's power was something that all of his contemporaries in the Regional Palace had experienced. He was a god of war, and in a head-on battle of power, he was almost invincible.
"We won't know until we fight," Xing Kai said, standing there quietly. There was not a hint of emotion in his eyes.
The person next to him smiled and said, "So, even you have no confidence in Xing Chou?"
"I don't predict things that I'm not sure of," Xing Kai replied.
They had witnessed this battle with their own eyes. As cultivators of the Regional Palace, they could naturally see how powerful Yu Sheng's combat ability was.
Who would dare say that Xing Chou could win?
Even if it was Xing Kai, he was the same.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A series of rumbling sounds rang out. Everyone saw that the two of them had not yet started fighting, but Xing Chou's body was already making rumbling sounds.
Brilliant halos lit up on his body. These halos seemed to resonate with the Great Path of heaven and earth. At this moment, it was as if he represented the heavens.
Xing Chou stretched out his arms, and a towering god of war appeared behind him. Then, Xing Chou's body also began to expand. The Great Path roared, and the halos shot through the void. His body melded into the god of war's body. It was as if he himself had become a peerless god of war.
The halos on Xing Chou's body seemed to resonate with heaven and earth. Brilliant patterns of golden halos appeared around Xing Chou, covering the sky. These halos enveloped his body and resonated with him.
All was silent as everyone watched this ultimate battle. Xing Chou had merged with his Life Spirit from the very beginning. Clearly, he could feel how dangerous Yu Sheng was, and he did not dare to be careless.
At this moment, the battle platform by the Crimson River was like a god of war and a demon facing off.
"Bang."
There was a loud noise as the god of war stepped forward.
The next moment, an equally domineering voice rang out, and Yu Sheng also rushed forward.
Two figures charged at each other at the same time.
The battlefield by the Crimson River trembled as if it was about to shatter.
In an instant, the two figures, who looked like ancient gods, appeared together. Xing Chou raised his arm and punched out. A mighty fighting will swept through the sky and the earth. The punch resonated with the sky and an unparalleled storm rushed towards Yu Sheng. It was as if the power of all the heavens had been infused into the punch.
The brilliant patterns of golden halos in the sky gave birth to thousands of golden flashes of the fist. They brought with them a monstrous fighting will that destroyed the air as they shot towards Yu Sheng.
Demonic might rolled out, and Yu Sheng did not hesitate. He raised his arm and punched out as well. Huangting Fist Will shattered the air, and endless flashes of the fist howled out. The golden and dark fist wills collided in the air, and the battlefield seemed to be on the verge of exploding.
At the same time, the two fists collided.
A wild hurricane blew across the battlefield.
Clang … A sound reverberated between heaven and earth. The golden halo patterns around Xing Qiu's body buzzed, as if they had been attacked by the Fist Will. Yu Sheng's arm trembled slightly. For the first time, he was shaken by a force.
The two of them did not hesitate. They punched out a second time, and when their fists collided again, many people felt as if their eardrums were about to shatter.
Then, the third punch, the fourth punch … Every time they collided, the sky and the earth would tremble, and the hearts of the people would beat along with it.
The boundless fist will rushed towards Xing Chou's body in a frenzy. His body seemed to have been pierced through. The halos shot up into the sky, piercing through the brilliant patterns of light in the sky and extending into the distance.
The two of them seemed to have gone mad. They did not use any techniques, and they only blasted each other over and over again.
The Huangting Fist Will grew stronger and stronger. Yu Sheng knew that Xing Chou would not be able to completely withstand his power. Beams of dazzling Renhuang light burst from his body. It was as if he was already riddled with holes and could collapse and shatter at any time.
But he still did not stop. The radiance stretched out to the sky and the earth, and more and more patterns of golden halos of the Great Path appeared in the sky.
"Break."
With a roar, another punch blasted out, and Xing Chou's body was sent flying high into the sky. His arms hung down, and his towering body stood proudly in the sky. His entire body seemed to have turned transparent. Endless light shot out from his body, piercing through the patterns of halos and heading toward the sky.
"Boom!"
There was a muffled sound of thunder. At the end of the light that shot out, wind and clouds howled, and the light of catastrophe flashed.
Xing Chou looked up. It had finally come.
He had been waiting for this moment, to break through his limits.
Who in the world could stop him?
Yu Sheng could not either.
"It's over," said Xing Kai, who was above the Crimson River. There was finally a ripple in his eyes, and he looked satisfied.
He was very satisfied with Xing Chou's performance. Xing Chou was just like him. His obsession was deep, and his mind was unshakable. They had a mission on their shoulders, and only by moving forward could they shoulder it.
No one could stand in their way.
Yu Sheng could not either.
Xing Chou would enter the Regional Palace with him to cultivate.
"The third."
The cultivators on the banks of the Crimson River felt their hearts tremble violently. This was the third cultivator who had attracted the catastrophe of the Great Path in this Battle of the Crimson River.
This was a battle of the top.
Xing Chou had become a Saint. Who could stop him?
Even if Ye Wuchen became a Saint, it would be useless.
Countless people looked up into the sky. The towering figure stood there like a god of war, ready to welcome his catastrophe of the Great Path.
He, Xing Chou, would become a Saint.
No one could stop him.
On the battlefield, Yu Sheng also looked up at Xing Chou. This was the second person who had become a Saint through his hands.
First it was Kong Xuan. Now it was Xing Chou.
"Saint."
Yu Sheng looked up into the sky. His dark pupils were extremely cold. He closed his eyes, and the dark demonic light rushed madly into the void. He released his will and moved at will towards the sky. He wanted to borrow all the power of heaven and earth for his own use.
However, he soon ran into an obstacle.
He could not merge with the Great Path of heaven and earth. It was as if there was a demonic shadow suppressing the sky, making it impossible for him to control it as he pleased. Even though he had incredible strength, he still could not completely merge with it.
His strength was strong enough, but his state of mind was not strong enough. He could not become a Saint.
Sensing the catastrophe of the Great Path that the others were facing, as well as the demonic shadow suppressing the sky and earth, demonic currents swept out from Yu Sheng's body. They were endless, rolling and roaring wildly.
Could he not become a Saint?
He clenched his fists and looked up into the sky. There was boundless domineering will in his eyes.
"Break!"
A loud roar shook the sky. Many people felt their eardrums crack. Demonic might swept through the sky. It was as if a demonic shadow was about to awaken, and heaven and earth could not stop it.
However, the invisible suppressive power seemed to be the rule of the Heavenly Path and could not be broken. The demonic shadow was still suppressing the sky, preventing him from stepping into the Saint Plane.
Rumble …
"What is he going to do?" Many people looked at Yu Sheng in shock. His body shot up into the sky, straight into the clouds. Demonic might rolled and roared.
It was as if he was going to fight against the heavens.
His arms trembled slightly. On his violent body, even more powerful demonic might roared and rolled.
There was another loud roar, and an extremely violent demonic wave swept through the sky. Even the void trembled violently.
Was he crazy?
Many people looked at Yu Sheng.
Of course, Yu Sheng was not crazy, but there was a frightening dark demonic light in his eyes. They were like demonic eyes that wanted to pierce through the sky.
He wanted to become a Saint. If the Way wanted to stop him, he would go against it. If the heavens wanted to stop him, he would shatter the heavens.
Demonic cultivators went against the heavens.
He spread his arms and let out another loud roar that shook the nine heavens. From his body, an even more majestic and majestic figure of an unparalleled devil king awakened. It continued to grow larger and larger, like a devil god awakening.
Boom!
There was a loud noise, and the invisible demonic shadow that was suppressing him was shattered. At this moment, the Demonic Lord was in the sky.
Yu Sheng's will was unobstructed between heaven and earth, and the Great Path could not stop him.
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