Chapter 651 The Five Divine Swords Display Their Power, Entering an Uninhabited Land!
Within the illusion of the battlefield of myriad races, a murderous aura soared to the sky, and blood-red clouds pressed down overhead.
Ye Tian released only a trace of his aura, and it was like throwing ice water into a boiling oil pan, instantly causing a devastating shockwave!
"Roar!!!"
"Ouch!!!"
"Hiss!!!"
Terrifying roars, hisses, and battle cries erupted from every corner of the battlefield!
The earth trembled violently, cracking open countless abysses, revealing figures radiating overwhelming ferocity and a murderous intent.
Like demons crawling out from the deepest part of hell, they surged forth in a frenzy!
There was an ancient demon god who was thousands of feet tall, with three heads and six arms, and whose body was covered with dark gold scales. He held a broken star battle axe, and with one step he shattered mountains and rivers. His scarlet eyes were fixed on Ye Tian!
There was an alien supreme being who rode a chariot made of white bones, wore a tattered star robe, and held a soul banner. As the banner fluttered, billions of vengeful souls wailed and turned into a surging tide of ghosts that blotted out the sky!
A blurry figure, blending into the shadows, with the mark of an assassin whose dagger gleamed with the cold light of a god-slaying blade, traversed the void, delivering a fatal blow!
Several other figures possessed an exceptionally terrifying aura, their bodies entwined with incomplete imperial laws. Every move they made caused the entire illusion to tremble. These were the imprints of emperors who slowly rose from the ancient mountains of corpses and seas of blood, their icy imperial might pressing down like billions of divine mountains!
Tens of thousands! Countless!
From the Holy Realm to the Supreme Being, and even the Great Emperor!
The marks of powerful individuals from different races, eras, and cultivation systems were all drawn to Ye Tian's aura, which shone like the brightest torch in the darkness.
It transformed into a destructive torrent, rushing towards him from all directions!
This scene resembles an apocalyptic catastrophe!
Like all rivers flowing into the sea, Ye Tian is at the very center of that sea!
"Run!"
"Exit! I'm exiting the illusion!"
"This is already on hell difficulty right from the start? How am I supposed to play?"
One of the geniuses, driven to a mental breakdown, screamed and tried to communicate with the celestial ladder to escape.
But under the raging battlefield aura and countless terrifying energy locks, it is difficult to even concentrate one's mind!
Even more unfortunate were those who were just grazed by the edge of a torrent of gods and demons. Before they could even scream, their protective divine light shattered instantly, and their physical bodies and souls were torn into the most primitive particles by the violent energy, resulting in their complete demise!
Even Su Chen, Prince Yama, and the others were pale and their scalps tingled!
They were each caught in a fierce battle, often facing attacks from several or even a dozen other branded beings of the same level at the same time. They used all their skills and supernatural powers to shine brightly, but they could only barely protect themselves, and their lives were full of danger!
There was an unparalleled genius, with a celestial cauldron floating above his head, cascading down with countless strands of immortal energy, and his celestial sword slashing across the land, each strike leaving behind the mark of a Saint Realm expert.
However, when faced with the siege of ferocious demons at the Supreme Realm, it appeared to be overwhelmed, the Immortal Cauldron hummed, and the immortal energy continuously dissipated.
Prince Yama transformed into a ten-thousand-foot-tall demonic body, his demonic flames raging to the heavens. With a swing of his fists, he shattered one attacking brand after another. However, he was quickly entangled by a supreme brand that was equally demonic and wielded a demonic blade. The demonic blade and the demonic fist collided, sparks flying everywhere, and it was difficult to determine who was superior.
There are peerless geniuses who can evolve stars. Their chaotic energy evolves into countless stars, protecting them completely. However, when faced with the tidal wave of attacks, the stars are constantly being destroyed, leaving them only able to passively defend and unable to retaliate.
They struggled to even protect themselves, let alone gain points!
The terrifying pressure of the Emperor's mark was like a sword hanging over their heads, making them tremble with fear and dare not approach the central area at all!
At this moment, in the center of the battlefield, at the ultimate target of the destructive torrent, Ye Tian stood with his hands behind his back, his white robes fluttering in the raging hurricane of malevolent energy.
Faced with a terrifying offensive that could engulf a vast world and even make true immortals change color.
The expression on his face was no longer one of absolute calm, but rather one of slight interest.
It seemed that only a battlefield like the one before him, which would strike fear into the hearts of ordinary geniuses, could pique his interest.
The first wave of attacks is already upon us!
Those were thousands of Saint Realm imprints, mixed with dozens of Supreme Imprints, and assassins hidden among them, radiating a deadly cold light!
Various supernatural powers, magical techniques, and the light of divine weapons intertwined to form a net of destruction, instantly engulfing and tearing apart the space he was in!
Boom, boom! ! !
A deafening explosion rang out, and bursts of energy shot into the sky, turning that area into an absolute death zone!
"It's over..."
The hearts of the prodigies who were struggling to resist in the distance sank simultaneously.
However, just as the destructive energy reached its peak, and many prodigies thought Ye Tian had already been swallowed up.
"Boom!!!"
Five completely different, yet equally dazzling and infinitely majestic sword lights.
It suddenly shot into the sky from the very center of that energy storm!
A sacred and majestic figure, like the Heavenly Emperor surveying the world and judging all things!
A strange and eerie figure, like the ancestor of all demons, tearing the sky and splitting the earth!
A mighty imperial path swept forth, as if the emperor himself had descended upon the mortal realm, suppressing all wilderness!
A sinister aura, like a primordial demon, devoured all living beings!
An aura of imperial might swept over him, like an unparalleled emperor reigning supreme over the world!
Five sword lights shone brightly, instantly tearing apart and dispelling the violent energy storm!
Ye Tian was revealed to be completely unharmed.
Behind him, five ancient swords, each with a different shape but exuding unparalleled sharpness, floated silently.
Ancient runes are engraved on the blade: Heavenly God, Heavenly Demon, Heavenly Emperor, Heavenly Monster, Heavenly Emperor!
The Five Divine Swords! Appear together!
The vast sword power descended as if five great sword worlds had descended simultaneously, suppressing the universe.
It actually forced the countless torrents of branded marks rushing towards them to a halt!
"That...what kind of sword is that? Its demonic power is unparalleled, could it be the legendary Heavenly Demon Sword!"
"What terrifying sword intent! Five completely different ultimate sword techniques!"
"Just how many cards does he have up his sleeve?!"
Many prodigies who witnessed this scene, including the Dark Abyss Demon Prince and others, were extremely shocked and lamented the gap in their abilities.
Ye Tian slowly raised his right hand, his fingers forming a sword shape. His gaze swept over the imprints of the myriad races of gods and demons that surged forward like a tidal wave, roaring and howling. His eyes were indifferent, as if he were looking at a group of ants.
"From chaos as the foundation, all paths emerge."
"The sword is named Five Perfections, and it shall slay all evil."
He spoke softly to himself, as if delivering a verdict.
Immediately, the raised sword fingers were gently waved towards the boundless torrent of destruction ahead.
"Chaos Sword Technique, First Form"
"All streams flow into the same source."
It wasn't a particularly dazzling sword move, just a simple swing, but behind him, the five divine swords simultaneously emitted a clear and resounding sword cry!
The Heavenly Sword unleashed a divine judgment light, purifying evil!
The Heavenly Demon Sword unleashed a strange, tearing-through-all-things-with-a-fierce-sharp edge, shattering the void!
The Emperor's Sword unleashed a vast and powerful imperial dragon aura, suppressing all enemies!
The Heavenly Demon Sword unleashed a dark, demonic blade that devoured everything, annihilating even divine souls!
The Heavenly Emperor Sword unleashed its supreme divine might, sweeping across the eight wastelands!
The five distinct and peerless sword beams, at the moment they were unleashed, seemed to be governed by some supreme will.
Intertwined and merged in the void, they eventually transformed into a chaotic color, as if containing a terrifying torrent containing all the changes of swordsmanship in the world!
This torrent of chaotic sword light was like the Milky Way flowing backwards from the heavens, or like the source from which ten thousand swords returned to their origin.
With the supreme will of judgment, tearing, suppressing, devouring, and reigning supreme, it fiercely charged into the surging army of gods, demons, and myriad races!
What happened next was something that all the geniuses in the battlefield illusion would never forget for all eternity!
Wherever that chaotic sword light surged, it was devastating and unstoppable, as if everything in the world was about to be annihilated.
A sacred mark?
Whether it's a ferocious beast, an alien race, or an ancient cultivator, as long as it's slightly grazed by the edge of the torrent of sword light, it's as fleeting as a bubble.
It evaporated instantly, shattered, and vanished from the world without even causing a ripple!
It was transformed into the most basic score and integrated into Ye Tian's points.
The mark of the supreme realm?
Those powerful beings who roar, unleash mighty divine abilities, and exude an overwhelming aura might last a moment longer than those bearing the mark of the Holy Realm.
He roared and raised his protective divine light, summoning his natal magic weapon and unleashing a world-shaking secret technique!
However, all efforts were in vain before the torrent of chaotic sword light!
Snap! Thud! Boom!
The protective divine light shattered like paper!
My natal magic weapon wailed as it was cleaved into pieces!
The earth-shattering secret technique was directly swallowed up by the torrent of sword light!
Then, those powerful Supreme Realm gods and demons, and the imprints of the strongest of all races, were as if they had been caught in a meat grinder, their bodies easily torn apart, shredded, annihilated, and ceased to exist.
5 points! 5 points! 5 points! 5 points!
The points behind Ye Tian were skyrocketing at an astonishing and incomprehensible speed!
The chaotic sword light surged forth like a destructive dragon, rampaging through the boundless army of branded soldiers, unstoppable in its path!
Nothing can stop it even for a moment!
Where the sword light passed, all was silent, leaving only an empty battlefield and the purest energy particles.
Chopping melons and cutting vegetables!
Really astounding!
It's even easier than that!
Ye Tian didn't even move his feet; he simply stood still.
With a flick of the sword, the chaotic torrent of sword light seemed to possess its own consciousness, relentlessly reaping the divine and demonic imprints!
In the blink of an eye, the first wave of the surging tide of thousands of branded marks arrived.
He wiped them all out with a single sword strike!
A huge vacuum zone appeared in the center of the battlefield!
"The so-called battlefield of ten thousand races is nothing more than this."
Ye Tian sighed softly, seemingly expressing his dissatisfaction.
They felt that the Battlefield Illusion was too simplistic.
silence!
A deathly silence enveloped the illusion!
Many young prodigies stared blankly at the empty area, then looked behind them at Ye Tian, whose points had probably exceeded several hundred, or even approached a thousand.
Then compare that to yourself, you might work yourself to the bone and only earn a pitiful penny or two, or even end up injured.
A profound sense of powerlessness and despair instantly filled my heart.
How can we even compare like this?
This is not even on the same level!
However, before they could recover from this huge blow, a sudden change occurred.
Deep within the battlefield, those terrifying marks that had been coldly observing and exuding the aura of an emperor finally moved.
One of them, wearing a tattered imperial robe and a broken imperial crown, took a step forward and held an ancient halberd that was rusty but exuded the aura of a destroyed star!
Boom!
The entire illusionary realm trembled violently!
The Emperor's might was overwhelming, like the universe collapsing, pressing down fiercely on Ye Tian!
Those empty imperial eyes coldly locked onto Ye Tian, and the ancient halberd in his hand slowly rose.
As for Ye Tian, facing the Emperor's Mark that exuded a pressure far exceeding that of a Supreme Being, his indifferent eyes still held contempt and disdain.
They didn't take it seriously.
The five divine swords behind him hummed even louder.
