No one had expected that the Dragon Emperor of the End, whose power was enough to sweep across the Ancient Battlefield, would suddenly enter its strongest form against the Shadow War God Supreme, a foe far weaker than itself. With a single strike, it pierced through the Ancient Battlefield from top to bottom, even tearing open a rift in the mysterious seventh layer.

Inside a black stone hall, two white-haired youths suddenly lifted their heads. When they saw the multicolored radiance spilling down from the seventh layer of the Ancient Battlefield and heard that strange, excited voice echoing across the battlefield in an unknown tongue from some lost civilization, their expressions changed drastically.

"This is bad. We cannot let it descend. All Heavenly Punishers above the primordial level, follow me. Stop the demonic being of Nine Hells from being summoned onto the Ancient Battlefield!"

Boom!

The two white-haired youths rose at once, transforming into blazing streaks of white lightning that pierced through heaven and earth. Behind them surged seventeen terrifying auras. Among them were primordial stars, overlords, monarchs, three sovereigns, and one emperor.

In an instant, white thunderbolts imbued with the supreme power of pure yang and strength tore through the darkness, sweeping toward the colossal seven-colored rift trillions of kilometers away.

Yet beneath the darkness spreading from the Dragon Emperor, no one could see any of this. Only two lights remained: the deep purple glow radiating from the Dragon Emperor and the multicolored brilliance pouring from the rift in the seventh layer.

Within that rift, the light trembled violently. A monstrous head, trillions of kilometers wide, forced its way downward. It was so immense that just the upper half of its face completely filled the gap the Dragon Emperor had torn open.

The moment that enormous head appeared, an ancient pressure swept across the battlefield, its might belonging to a being that had reached the Seventh Primordial Heaven.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The heavens collapsed and the earth crumbled; all things shattered. Under that power, which transcended even the primordial principles, the sixth and fifth layers of the Ancient Battlefield trembled violently. Countless fragments of chaos, each resembling a miniature world, exploded in succession. Combined with the engulfing darkness, it made every civilization and race collectively tremble, as if the doomsday had come.

Yet as the colossal head forced its way down, it suddenly stopped. Its eyes fixed on the monstrous beast standing proudly at the center of the darkness. The destructive aura radiating from that colossal beast made even it feel an overwhelming threat. It hadn't imagined that after millions of years, such a powerful lifeform would appear again on the Ancient Battlefield.

Almost immediately, however, the undying being's expression changed. Panic flickered in its eyes as it let out a furious roar. "Get back! Get back!"

Boom!

The colossal head thrashed violently, struggling to squeeze further through the rift. Its power shook the Ancient Battlefield, widening the fissure that the Dragon Emperor had torn open. Within the shattered light, black-gray tendrils of power appeared. Like writhing tentacles, they swiftly crept along the enormous face.

"G-Get back!" The sudden emergence of that black-gray power drove the undying being into greater panic and fear. It struggled harder, forcing half of its massive head through the rift, but the tendrils spread faster. In an instant, they covered the lower half of the gigantic head.

Where the black-gray power spread, the Dragon Emperor saw only emptiness. Those areas had turned to nothingness. Yet from a broader view, the massive head still existed, now enclosed by a three-dimensional web of black-gray power that looked disturbingly unreal.

"Get lost!" The enormous head roared, eyes blazing with madness and resolve. A crack split open between its brows, stretching hundreds of billions of kilometers wide.

From within that crack poured a silvery-blue substance, cascading like the Milky Way and flooding out in a mighty torrent that burst into the sixth layer of the Ancient Battlefield. The instant the silvery-blue torrent erupted, the enormous head was completely engulfed by the black-gray power and pulled back into the seventh layer above.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. Uncertain of the nature of that black-gray force, the Dragon Emperor merely observed in silence, not intervening.

While it remained still, however, the Heavenly Punishment Race's powerhouses acted without hesitation. Around them, dazzling white lightning converged, forming a single Heavenly Punishment Sword Light. Billions of kilometers long, it swept through the void, carrying boundless divine intricacy, and in the next instant, it reached the silvery-blue torrent.

"You think you can stop me? Begone!" A furious roar thundered through the heavens.

The silvery-blue torrent piercing the void blazed brighter, transforming into a towering figure a hundred billion kilometers tall. This divine soul will projection wore azure battle armor. Its demonic head was covered in silver scales, its appearance both majestic and dreadful.

Seven radiant bands of primordial principles circled around it, each glowing silver, blue, or purple, and radiating sacred grandeur. Bathed in divine light, it raised its colossal hand and struck toward the sword light. In its palm, past, present, and future converged. The undying aura it emitted trembled through chaos, as though the heavens themselves evolved around it, suppressing the void.

This undying will's projection was unlike the Abyssal Lord that Chen Chu had erased. Though it too existed only as a divine soul will, its power was at its peak, capable of briefly wielding the might of the undying era.

Yet at the instant of contact, the Heavenly Punishment Sword Light split into two. Both surges of Sixth-Primordial-Heaven power erupted.

Boom!

A white radiance exploded in the darkness. Lightning leapt wildly, yet it couldn't disperse the endless night, and the sword light shattered from the collision. The two primordial supremes of the Heavenly Punishment Race spewed blood, their bodies dissolving into endless lightning that streaked back to merge with the others behind them.

"Chief!"

More than a dozen primordial Heavenly Punishers, surrounded by divine lightning, appeared beside Guta and its companion, their expressions grave as they asked, "Great Elder, are you alright?"

"We are fine, only slightly injured." As it spoke, the white-haired Guta looked solemnly toward the silver-blue figure standing on the fifth layer of the battlefield. "As expected of an undying powerhouse who achieved the Dao a million years ago. Even with only a remnant soul, its strength remains terrifying. But you have already been tainted by the aura of the Nine Hells. If it spreads, it will bring forth a world-ending catastrophe. For the sake of the billions of lives on the Ancient Battlefield, please return to the seventh layer above."

"Return? Return to die?" The silver-blue figure's eyes turned cold, filled with murderous intent toward the race that had stopped its descent. Its voice rumbled low. "And what are you? What gives you the right to decide for me? For your interference alone, I have every reason to erase your race from existence."

The figure glanced at the black-purple colossal beast standing in the heart of the darkness, then at the slowly healing seven-colored rift, and a trace of apprehension flashed across its eyes. "Hmph. I will spare you this time. But if you dare obstruct me again, I will cast your race into the void's absurd depths where you shall never be reborn."

With those cold words, the silver-blue figure prepared to tear through the barrier and leave the Ancient Battlefield.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Guta and the others erupted with even greater power. White lightning roared, flooding the void, accompanied by a sharp, unmatched sword will that nearly tore through chaos itself. Countless bolts of blazing white lightning burst across the sky, surrounding the silver-blue figure on all sides.

Guta's true form, a towering giant ten million kilometers tall condensed entirely from white lightning, gripped a lightning longsword. Its gaze was stern and its thunderous voice shook the entire Ancient Battlefield. "You have been tainted by the Nine Hells. You cannot leave!"

"Courting death!" Having been blocked again and again, the undying being was finally enraged. The seven primordial light bands circling it suddenly detonated.

Brilliant light illuminated the darkness as a seven-colored vortex, spanning trillions of kilometers, took form. It was dazzling and magnificent, yet carried the might to destroy all things. Within its range, space and time froze, plunging deep into the dimensional layers. In an instant, it shredded the true forms of the dozen primordial-level Heavenly Punishment powerhouses, followed by the three sovereigns and the emperor among them.

Under the eroding will of eternity, their auras and very traces of existence dissipated at terrifying speed. Clearly, the interference of the Heavenly Punishment Race had provoked the undying being's killing intent. Ignoring the cost to its divine soul will, it intended to annihilate them completely and display the majesty of an ancient powerhouse as a warning to all other alien races across the Ancient Battlefield, especially that black-purple colossal beast it feared.

"Gudo!" Guta's eyes turned crimson, filled with madness and rage. It bellowed, "Our race has upheld the Heavenly Punishment and guarded the sixth layer of the battlefield for a million years. Even if we all die today, we will not allow one tainted by the Nine Hells to leave! Azure Cataclysm Lightning, all things perish!"

Boom!

Guta's sword light and true form shattered together, transforming into an azure-white lightning dragon hundreds of billions of kilometers long that roared toward the silver-blue figure.

The other white-haired youth went completely mad. "For the honor of the Heavenly Punishment Race, kill!"

Bang!

That primordial supreme detonated its true form as well, releasing a mighty power that turned into a pale-white lightning dragon of equal size. The two dragons roared and intertwined, erupting with the power of the Sixth Primordial Heaven, their radiance smashing apart the surrounding seven-colored vortex.

In the blink of an eye, the two azure-white thunder dragons appeared before the silver-blue figure, claws raised high, letting out thunderous roars. "No matter how undying and immortal you are, today, we shall suppress you!"

Boom! Boom!

Brilliant azure-white lightning exploded, shattering the entire seven-colored vortex. A blinding silver-blue light burst forth, accompanied by a furious roar. "Your power... You all deserve death!"

Boom!

A world-shaking explosion erupted, its shockwave trembling across the entire Ancient Battlefield. The violent fluctuations overturned heaven and earth. Across the layers below, the peak races and dozens of top-level civilization powerhouses were all struck with terror and confusion.

Everything that had happened today left them overwhelmed. First, the ancient human race had declared war against the Shadow War God Race. Then, the humans had struck again with unmatched dominance, waging battle against both the Golden Divine Race and the Shadow War Gods.

Before the other civilizations could react, the True Reincarnation Emperor and two primordial sovereigns had taken action to intercept the powerhouses of the Golden Divine Race. At the same time, led by Chu Batian and that terrifying colossal beast, humanity had crushed the Shadow War Gods in an overwhelming sweep. That monstrous beast's power alone had surpassed ordinary undying beings, unmatched in all existence.

However, before the civilizations could recover from their shock, the seventh layer of the Ancient Battlefield had ruptured. An undying being from a million years ago had escaped from above, abandoning its true form as if fleeing from some horrifying monster. Then, the mysterious Heavenly Punishment Race, long detached from worldly affairs and dwelling beyond the Ancient Battlefield, had suddenly appeared to stop it.

This sudden turn of events immediately drew the attention of every alien cultivator. Even the Dragon Emperor, whose might once dominated the heavens, was momentarily overshadowed by the desperate battle between the Heavenly Punishment Race and the ancient powerhouse.

Yet not everyone possessed the strength to defy a being beyond their realm. Once one rose beyond the primordial sovereign level, the gap between each major realm became absurdly huge. Even the Dragon Emperor and Chen Chu's terrifying foundation had only barely broken the boundary between major realms, before accounting for any stacking from shared life-bound abilities.

When the world-shattering blast subsided, the ruptured chaotic void of the breached layers was revealed, and the silver-blue figure still stood at the center of that chaotic void. The divine-soul projection of that undying powerhouse had dimmed somewhat, clearly having expended a great deal with the previous strike.

Guta and Gudo were in worse shape. Standing trillions of kilometers away, their true forms had been shattered for the most part and the light of will in their eyes had faded. The two Heavenly Punishment supremes, who had been burning their inner power, had been grievously wounded by the silver-blue figure's furious counterattack.

The drain on its undying divine soul will made it even angrier. Its murderous aura almost froze the void as it stared at Guta and Gudo, its voice cold. "You deserve death. No wonder you stopped me at all costs. It seems its tentacles have already reached below."

Guta's voice was weak but resolute as it met that gaze. "We do not know what you mean. In any case you are not leaving today."

It turned its head. Its gaze swept across the dark purple terror beast standing beyond the battlefield, then landed on Chen Chu and the True Radiant Sky Emperor who had already ceased fighting.

Its expression grew grave. "Radiant Sky, this undying powerhouse is formidable. We cannot stop it alone. We need you to act. It carries the aura of the Nine Hells. It cannot be allowed to leave. It must be returned to the seventh layer of the battlefield. If the aura leaks, it will trigger a catastrophe of the Nine Hells, destroying everything around it just as when the Ancient Battlefield first appeared a million years ago. Then the entire Ancient Battlefield will be submerged. All civilizations and races will be consumed by the Nine Hells."

No sooner had Guta finished speaking than the silver-blue figure roared, "Do not be fooled. There is no catastrophe of Nine Hells. It is all a lie! What descended back then was simply a devouring monster. The place connected to the Ancient Battlefield was not Supreme Chaos. It was all lies! We were deceived and pushed up there. You're in danger, too! If you do not leave, when that sleeping monster awakens, you will all be eaten. No one will escape!"

By the end, its tone carried a tremor of fear, as if something truly terrible nested above.

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