Brilliant golden radiance burst forth, blinding and magnificent.

  Like sudden fire in the darkness, it seized every gaze.

  Like a freshly polished blade ripping through silk!

  On the Bloody Battlefield, every heart jolted.

  But shock quickly turned to boiling excitement.

  Especially from Western Liang!

  “King of Western Liang! It’s the Overlord!”

  “Overlord has emerged!”

  “Hahaha! First on the Human List—the Overlord of our era!”

  Cultivators roared with ecstatic laughter at the sight of Overlord riding the golden lion, aura vast as the heavens.

  They were beyond thrilled.

  Back in the Golden Core Heaven Lock realm, Overlord had been invincible, capable of fighting Nascent Soul experts across realms.

  After ten years—what realm had he reached?

  Even without knowing, one glance at the golden lion beneath him was answer enough.

  “ROAR!”

  The golden lion roared in aggrieved fury, the sound shattering the ground in waves.

  He was furious!

  He was not a mount!

  He and this headless freak had a partnership!

  The lion roared again.

  Few understood.

  When Overlord challenged him in the array, they had fought for ages—neither gaining the upper hand.

  Finally, using Unyielding Dao Intent, Overlord unleashed a heaven-shaking strike and knocked out one of the lion’s fangs.

  This lion was truly ferocious!

  Immense strength, terrifying killing intent.

  Especially its roar—it could shake the soul.

  Overlord had suffered greatly, but he endured every attack, delivering the final devastating blow.

  Zhong Nan, coughing blood, stared dazedly at Overlord atop the lion.

  A bitter smile touched his lips.

  He had once rivaled Overlord.

  Now… Overlord had completely surpassed him.

  Yet joy followed.

  Overlord fought for the Five Phoenixes—and so did he.

  “Help me… kill him.”

  Zhong Nan said to Overlord.

  Then he collapsed, coughing blood, and began to heal.

  Beigong Feng’s punch had nearly destroyed his life force.

  Overlord nodded slightly.

  He sat atop the lion, coldly staring at the enemies beyond the mist.

  Beigong Feng on the bronze warship.

  The golden boy and jade girl on the immortal crane.

  Qingling on the spirit boat.

  The auras of three Seventh Derivative holy sons and maidens were like three blazing suns, blotting out the sky.

  Overlord’s presence grew heavier.

  “Demons from beyond the heavens…”

  He said slowly.

  He felt no goodwill toward them.

  “The prosperity of the Five Phoenixes cultivation world… has finally drawn you greedy demons.”

  Overlord shook his head, rising slowly.

  Demonic qi surged like a storm.

  The tragic fall of the ancient cultivation era.

  Now disaster returned.

  This time, the new era had to face it themselves.

  “Fight!”

  BOOM!

  Axe in one hand, shield in the other—Overlord roared.

  His roar merged with the lion’s.

  BOOM!

  Golden light flared as Overlord and lion charged out of the Overturning Sky Array.

  Beigong Feng’s robes snapped in the wind, eyes narrowing.

  “This world…”

  “Is too strange!”

  Genius after genius—it unsettled him.

  He inhaled deeply.

  Then punched toward Overlord!

  BOOM!

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  A terrifying fist blasted across the heavens.

  Even stronger than the one that crushed Xiao Yue’er.

  Overlord charged like a god-demon, black axe sweeping out.

  Demonic qi erupted into restless power!

  Axe met fist—explosion rocked the void!

  Beigong Feng stood unmoving on his warship.

  Overlord remained steady atop the lion, killing intent blazing.

  Far away,

  The bronze-skinned giant on the ferocious bird opened his eyes.

  Like a hunter scenting prey.

  He stared at Overlord, excitement flickering.

  Overlord’s strength had roused him.

  Yet he did not move.

  He disdained ganging up with Beigong Feng.

  “What a golden lion—Spirit Severing demon beast!”

  Beigong Feng’s eyes gleamed at the lion.

  “Perfect. Kill you, and this lion becomes my mount!”

  He laughed, confident.

  His robes whipped as he unleashed twin fists.

  The bronze warship thundered forward, threatening to collapse the void.

  “A mere mid-martial native dares fight me?”

  “An ant.”

  Countless fists rained down, darkening the sky.

  Overlord raised his shield, axe cleaving.

  The golden lion roared in fury.

  He was not a mount!

  He and the headless freak were partners!

  BOOM!

  The lion pounced, slamming the warship sideways, nearly crashing it.

  Clang! Clang! Clang!

  Overlord and Beigong Feng clashed in the void, energy raging.

  Beigong Feng, who had crushed Xiao Yue’er instantly, found no easy advantage against Overlord.

  Dozens of exchanges—deadlocked.

  “Heh heh heh…”

  “Beigong, you’ve grown weak.”

  The twins on the crane laughed.

  Beigong Feng’s face darkened.

  But their laughter stopped.

  They shot forward, targeting Feng Yilou.

  Feng Yilou’s purple robes flared, spear raised.

  The crane’s talons became sword light.

  Pfft!

  Blood sprayed from Feng Yilou’s shoulder.

  He was sent flying.

  “Too weak…”

  The twins laughed softly.

  “Imagine if that claw had aimed for your neck—you’d be dead.”

  Feng Yilou felt cold.

  The gap in strength chilled him.

  Buzz…

  Suddenly,

  Mist tore apart.

  A sword light flashed, trailing blooming ice crystals.

  Nie Zha in white skirts charged coldly, her sword incomparably sharp.

  “Hm?”

  The twins grew solemn.

  “Dao Intent?”

  They leaped from the crane.

  It transformed into black-and-white sword light, slashing down.

  Nie Zha’s hair danced, her cicada-wing sword rising gently.

  A blizzard erupted.

  A massive ice blade descended, threatening to bisect the crane!

  The twins scattered, throwing golden rings that screamed through the air.

  Saint-tier treasures!

  These holy sons and maidens were rich—nearly all carried saint-tier weapons for both defense and attack.

  Nie Zha cleaved the rings, but the crane struck again.

  She fell to a slight disadvantage.

  On the Bloody Battlefield, the Azure Dragon teen did not stand idle.

  With aloof arrogance, he shot skyward with a piercing cry, charging Qingling on the spirit boat.

  The battlefield descended into chaos.

  Far-off wanderers felt their blood run cold.

  What kind of world was this?

  This wasn’t mid-martial!

  So many monsters who could fight holy sons and maidens—it was terrifying.

  Of all battles, the most eye-catching was Overlord on the golden lion against Beigong Feng.

  Beigong Feng unleashed thousands of fists, finally erupting with his own Dao Intent.

  Seventh Derivative holy sons were no joke—monstrous talent, unshakable foundations, profound techniques, peerless combat power.

  Energy raged endlessly.

  Suddenly!

  Beigong Feng found an opening.

  His eyes flashed.

  He appeared behind Overlord, feet stomping on the broad, armored back.

  “It’s over.”

  Contempt and coldness filled his gaze.

  Buzz…

  A glass-like sword appeared in his hand—another saint-tier weapon!

  It slashed down.

  Pfft!

  A massive head flew skyward.

  Beigong Feng laughed.

  No difficulty—he had decapitated the native.

  Natives were fools!

  He stood on Overlord’s body, laughing arrogantly.

  Hm?

  Something felt wrong.

  The natives on the Bloody Battlefield showed no despair.

  Instead…

  They cheered with wild excitement?!

  Why cheer?!

  Had they submitted to his might?

  No… something was off!

  Beigong Feng was no fool.

  The severed head fell.

  A huge hand caught it steadily.

  The headless body had caught its own head!

  Beigong Feng froze!

  Chill crawled up his spine.

  Like an icy serpent coiling around him.

  BOOM!

  Terrifying blood qi, raging demonic qi, void-shaking energy!

  Even more horrifying—Overlord’s head vanished into a storage treasure.

  Headless Overlord seemed even more terrifying.

  His hand seized Beigong Feng’s ankle.

  Immense strength made Beigong Feng’s heart pound!

  “Why… doesn’t decapitation kill him?!”

  “His soul didn’t even leave the body?!”

  This bizarre scene baffled him.

  BOOM!

  Headless Overlord’s combat power seemed to skyrocket.

  Roar!

  A demonic bellow shook the void.

  Far away, the golden lion’s expression shifted.

  Here it comes… that feeling!

  The berserk headless freak!

  “DIE!”

  Beigong Feng didn’t panic.

  His sword slashed, radiant light aimed to sever the arm.

  Demonic qi surged.

  Overlord swung Beigong Feng like a flail.

  Compared to the fragile head, Overlord’s body was truly unbreakable!

  Even a saint-tier sword couldn’t cut the arm.

  It sank in, energy raging—yet headless Overlord said nothing.

  He simply whipped Beigong Feng around.

  Clang! Clang! Clang!

  The void trembled endlessly.

  “Release me!”

  Beigong Feng was losing it.

  One hand gripped the sword, the other punched wildly.

  Even Soul Projection experts would bleed from such blows.

  Overlord bled too.

  His body seemed on the verge of bursting.

  The twins fighting Nie Zha were stunned.

  The bronze-skinned giant opened his eyes in shock.

  Qingling and Azure Dragon paused their fight to watch.

  Other battles slowed—everyone stared.

  The scene was brutally bloody.

  Beigong Feng’s fine robes were torn, ankle bones shattered.

  Overlord was covered in sword wounds, fist marks… bite marks.

  Beigong Feng was furious!

  He was a toy being swung around!

  His pride—trampled into the dirt!

  He, Beigong Feng, cared about face.

  Yet now he had lost all of it before so many high martial holy sons and maidens.

  He had always looked down on the Ninth and Eighth Derivative ones.

  Only the twins, the giant, and Qingling were his peers.

  He had come for the great fortune.

  Yet now—no fortune, only the most humiliating beating of his life.

  Being used as a human club!

  BOOM!

  The void seemed to collapse.

  Demonic qi raged like a storm.

  Beigong Feng unleashed his Dao Intent.

  Sixth-tier Sequence!

  He roared!

  Dao Intent fists rained down!

  BOOM!

  His ankle exploded.

  He was flung away, tumbling through the void.

  But he rose with a savage grin.

  He had broken free!

  He had escaped those demonic hands!

  The massive fists formed an energy storm, hammering the headless Overlord relentlessly.

  Beigong Feng laughed maniacally, hair wild.

  “Forcing me to use Dao Intent… not bad.”

  He flicked his hair, smiling coldly.

  But no one else laughed.

  On the Bloody Battlefield, the natives grew more excited—something was coming…

  The giant grew solemn.

  The twins summoned their saint-tier treasures.

  When Beigong Feng sensed something wrong—

  Demonic qi exploded!

  BOOM!

  The fists shattered.

  Overwhelming Dao Intent descended.

  What terrifying Dao Intent—suppressing Beigong Feng’s own!

  High-tier crushing low-tier…

  “Dao Intent… Unyielding!”

  Roar!

  A hoarse, demonic bellow shook the void.

  Energy climbed… climbed…

  Beigong Feng paled.

  This power—it was the sum of all the attacks Overlord had endured!

  Demonic runes coiled around the headless body.

  Then it moved.

  Demonic qi collapsed the void.

  In an instant, it was beside Beigong Feng.

  Axe and shield stacked—slamming down.

  Beigong Feng blocked!

  Clang!

  His glass sword flew away.

  The force shattered both his arms!

  Behind the axe-shield, a massive fist swung sideways.

  It smashed into Beigong Feng’s face!

  Buzz…

  The world turned to bloody pulp.

  Only the sound of endless bones breaking.

  Pfft!

  Blood sprayed.

  Beigong Feng flew like a broken kite, crashing through his own bronze warship.

  But that was just the beginning.

  Unyielding Dao Intent erupted.

  Every attack Overlord had taken now returned tenfold.

  He leaped like a beast onto the warship.

  Axe-shield raised—smashed down.

  Beigong Feng’s face caved in.

  He screamed in terror.

  Clang! Clang! Clang!

  The warship shuddered.

  Headless Overlord roared to the heavens.

  He swung the axe-shield down again and again.

  Beigong Feng couldn’t even draw his treasures.

  He was beaten into a bloody pulp.

  BOOM!

  With a final crash,

  Beigong Feng—robes soaked in blood, blood raining from the sky—became a bloody man.

  He shot through the bottom of his ruined warship.

  Crashing into the Bloody Battlefield.

  BOOM!

  The earth quaked.

  Cracks spiderwebbed.

  Shockwaves spread in rings.

  Hurricanes rose.

  Zhong Nan stared in shock at the once-arrogant Beigong Feng, crushed and fallen.

  A sonic boom.

  The ruined bronze warship plummeted, smashing precisely into the massive crater Beigong Feng had made.

  Clang…

  As the broken hull crashed down…

  The entire world…

  Fell silent.