Supreme Cultivation Master

At this moment, Ye Fan was in the Chaotic Void. Looking down at the battle below, he was neither optimistic nor pessimistic. Although the enemy army was formidable, his forces still had the upper hand. However, Ye Fan had a grave concern. He felt this situation was not as simple as it seemed. Based on the Gun God’s aggressive and sharp personality, he would never engage in a prolonged war. If there were no clear results, he would certainly order his army to withdraw. Yet now, there was no retreat, only a continuous stalemate.

Because of this, Ye Fan devised a plan. He flew toward the Void Battleships, whose numbers were so vast they could blot out the sun.

Down below, the Red Sand Divine Monarch was battling a Divine Monarch of the Netherworld Clan. They were evenly matched when suddenly, the Netherworld Divine Monarch laughed.

The Red Sand Divine Monarch shouted, "What are you laughing at?"

"I’m laughing at your foolishness. But you won’t get the chance to be foolish for much longer."

"What?"

Before the Red Sand Divine Monarch could react, a figure ambushed him from behind, striking him in the back and slamming him into the mountainside. He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

At this moment, he felt his end had come. I never expected the enemy to have hidden their strength so deeply. Two Divine Monarch-level experts were closing in on him, and he was powerless to resist. The battle had raged until the very sky grew dim. His hands were numb, and he had lost count of how many filthy members of the Ghost Clan he had slain. But now, without a doubt, he was spent. He could feel the shadow of death enveloping him, his very body beginning to decay.

The Red Sand Divine Monarch watched as the Martial Artists beside him fell one by one, and he descended into a state of confusion. Why does war exist? What is the purpose of being a Guardian? What is the reason for my own existence?

With these thoughts, the Red Sand Divine Monarch slowly pushed himself to his feet and declared, "Even if I die in battle, I will die a glorious death!"

"Really? I’m afraid you won’t get that opportunity!" sneered the Netherworld Divine Monarch whose eyes glowed green.

The two of them charged, arriving before the Red Sand Divine Monarch in the blink of an eye. He hurriedly put up a defense but was struck and sent flying once more.

"Kill him! Don’t waste any more time!"

The two moved quickly, unleashing Netherworld Sky and filling the entire space with Netherworld Power. The Netherworld Ghost Technique appeared once more.

However, just then, the surroundings suddenly plunged into darkness. The two Netherworld Divine Monarchs cried out in alarm. A terrifying Array enveloped them, and before they could break free, countless claw marks raked across their bodies. Clutching at the painful wounds, they glared ahead.

"The Evil You Clan! It’s you again!" one of the Netherworld Divine Monarchs said coldly.

The Misfortune Pangolin appeared and spoke, "That’s right, it’s us, the Evil You Clan. To think that after so many years, the Netherworld Clan still hasn’t made any progress! You are a great disappointment!"

One of the Netherworld Divine Monarchs shouted back, "Your entire Evil You Clan was exterminated, yet you dare to be so arrogant! Your turn is coming soon. This time, our Netherworld Clan’s campaign is to eradicate the remnants of your clan that have been barely hanging on!"

Although the two Netherworld Divine Monarchs were injured, they did not retreat. As sworn enemies of the Evil You Clan, they knew that their foes had all been afflicted with a punitive curse by the Holy Clan. Although the three beasts were also Divine Monarchs, the two from the Netherworld Clan still looked down on them.

At this time, the Demon Sky Monkey said, "It’s time to prove the rise of our Evil You Clan."

"Let’s prove it with their heads!" the Misfortune Pangolin added with a malevolent laugh.

"Exactly my intention!"

The Nightmare Beast surged forward. The three Evil Netherworld Divine Beasts charged, engaging the two Netherworld Divine Monarchs in a climactic battle. Red Sand Divine Monarch, dragging his wounded body, wanted to join and help, but he was blocked by the Nightmare Beast.

"What are you doing?" the confused Red Sand Divine Monarch asked.

The Nightmare Beast replied, "Go and help the others. This is a grudge between our Evil You Clan and the Netherworld Clan. We don’t need you to intervene!"

"Alright!"

The Red Sand Divine Monarch had no desire to get involved anyway. He flew off to provide support elsewhere. As Guardians of the first tier, they faced immense pressure. However, the strongest combatants on this tier had been those two Netherworld Divine Monarchs. Now, even though he was severely injured, the Red Sand Divine Monarch had become the most at-ease person on the battlefield.

The three Evil Netherworld Divine Beasts joined forces to execute the Evil Nether Battle Chronicles, trapping the two Netherworld Divine Monarchs, who felt utterly stifled. They had been fighting to a stalemate and were barely holding on, yet the Curse Power of the three Evil Netherworld Divine Beasts had yet to even activate.

At that moment, the Nightmare Beast used an Illusion Technique to stall one of the Divine Monarchs. Before he could even react, his body was pierced through. The one who had dealt the blow was not the Nightmare Beast, but the Demon Sky Monkey.

Licking his lips, the Demon Sky Monkey laughed. "Did you think you could do as you please just by coming to this Divine Domain? The techniques of my Evil You Clan will be the nightmare that makes you tremble in fear!"

The defeated Netherworld Divine Monarch said resentfully, "Why hasn’t your Curse Power activated?"

"Curse Power? Hahaha! Our master can dispel it! The current state of the Evil You Clan is far beyond what you could possibly imagine!"

"You are nothing but a defeated general," the Netherworld Divine Monarch said disdainfully.

The Demon Sky Monkey then struck with the Dark Blade, instantly decapitating the Netherworld Divine Monarch. Though the other two Evil Netherworld Divine Beasts were injured in the exchange, they still arrived at the Misfortune Pangolin’s side in an instant.

The Misfortune Pangolin cursed dejectedly, "You two slackers! What took you so long to deal with one guy?"

"We were pretty fast," the Demon Sky Monkey immediately replied.

The three of them then surrounded the remaining Netherworld Divine Monarch, who now had a very bad feeling.

"Will you commit suicide, or shall we do it for you?" the Misfortune Pangolin sneered, as the Demon Sky Monkey and the Nightmare Beast pressed closer, step by step.

"Even in death, I’ll take you with me!" The Netherworld Divine Monarch immediately began to channel all his power.

"Run! He’s going to self-destruct!" the Demon Sky Monkey warned.

BANG!

"Argh!"

The three were blasted away by the erupting shockwave. In that instant, they felt all their internal restraints shatter. The Netherworld Divine Monarch had died from his self-detonation, while they had suffered grievous injuries. This time, they had restored the honor of the Evil You Clan.

But a vast army was still approaching in the distance, though there were no Divine Monarch-level experts among them. The three beasts struggled to their feet and charged forward. If before they had fought for the honor of the Evil You Clan, now they were fighting for Ye Fan. They battled for the master in whom they believed.

Ye Fan arrived at the location of the Void Battleships. He had expected to face an army a million strong, but to his surprise, he found the place deserted.

What is this?

Ye Fan pondered, his mind racing for an answer. The conclusion made him suck in a sharp breath. We’ve been tricked by a feint! Even though the battles on the three tiers are critical, the main army of the Netherworld Clan has likely already infiltrated our territory! Realizing he could not delay, Ye Fan used the Sword of Slaughter to destroy the fleet of Void Battleships.

Then, he rushed back the way he came. He knew a massive force was approaching from that direction, and if he was even a step too slow, he could be facing annihilation.

The fighting on the second tier was comparatively less intense, as the terrain was more complex and few of the Netherworld Clan’s forces had reached it. However, two of the younger generation were fighting desperately there: Wu Fa and Mu Chen Dong, Ye Fan’s two loyal followers.

They had already slain several opponents of the same rank. Under Ye Fan’s guidance, while they couldn’t completely dominate opponents of the same realm, they were always the stronger party. At this moment, they were fighting with great excitement. Unbeknownst to them, however, an invisible force was drawing near from above.

The Gun God observed the battle below.

He remarked, "The commander on the other side is also a very clever fellow. His commanding ability is not inferior to mine. By taking advantage of the favorable terrain, he has completely gained the upper hand."

"Should we go find him and finish him off?" a Divine Monarch by his side asked.

The Gun God replied, "No need. Although their commander is formidable, he is not yet my match. I’m more concerned about those two young men below."

They immediately looked down. Sure enough, Wu Fa and Mu Chen Dong were performing beyond all expectations, thriving in the heart of the slaughter.

"Their potential is terrifying. Once they mature, their future achievements will be immeasurable."

"Therefore, they must not be allowed to live."