Eternal God Emperor: Only I Am Emperor One

Chapter 198 The Third Battle Against the Demonic Sect (Part 2)
For a saint, the Platform of Ten Thousand Evils is not a big deal.

Two figures danced on the platform, their holy aura overflowing. Destructive forces swept across the sky, leaving cracks on the high platform. If it weren't for the protection of the array set up by the Holy Master, the hundred-foot-high platform would have collapsed long ago.

"The victory has been decided."

Emperor Yi watched the battle with his hands behind his back. The Golden-Toothed Lion was known for its physical strength, and the techniques and sacred arts it cultivated were all very domineering.

However, when facing Han Qiu, who had mastered the Way of Darkness, he had no way to use his strength. All his attacks were swallowed up by the darkness, which instead fueled Han Qiu's sword momentum.

Nian Cang laughed and said, "The Way of Eternity is indeed mysterious and unpredictable. One can be considered invincible within the same realm, and even beyond the realm, there are few rivals."

On the high platform, the two figures exchanged more than a dozen blows. Han Qiu found a weakness in the Golden-Toothed Lion and slashed out with his sword, severing its left arm.

"I surrender."

The Golden-Toothed Lion hurriedly retreated, flying out of the range of the Evil Platform.

Han Qiu sheathed her sword and stood still. With a wave of her hand, she took the severed left arm of the Golden-Toothed Suanni into her palm. Dark power surged, and the blood essence of the Suanni within was absorbed by her in the blink of an eye.

Within the camp of the Moon Worshiping Demonic Cult, Bai Xiang's gaze narrowed slightly as he suddenly recalled what Divine Child Ouyang Huan had told him about the events within the Azure Dragon Ruins not long ago.

In the battle of the Azure Dragon Ruins, Qiu Yu Wutong, Zhang Ruochen, the successor of the Time and Space Sect, and the 'Night Demon' who was suspected to be from the black market were the most formidable.

Below these three are the Four Fiends of the Wilderness and Four Seas, several princes of the Undying Blood Clan, several of the Nine Realm Princes, and the Death Swordsman and Dark Witch of the Black Market.

The Death Swordsman's sword strikes are deadly, while the Dark Witch wields the path of darkness, capable of devouring all enemies.

There are no more than a handful of cultivators in the entire Kunlun Realm who practice the path of darkness, and given that she is a young woman, there is absolutely no other one like her.

The Dark Witch is almost certainly the person standing before me.

A person who had not yet become a saint half a year ago has become a saint in the Xuanhuang Realm half a year later. Such a speed of cultivation progress is indeed terrifying in the Dark Path.

"King Suanni has lost..."

"What's there to be afraid of? There are still two matches left. With the Palace Master and Palace Master Ling here, the Black Market won't be able to win either of the next two matches."

Many of the disciples of the Palace of Ten Thousand Beasts grew up listening to the legends of the Nine Kings. Although the Golden-Toothed Lion was only ranked sixth among the Nine Kings, it was still an unattainable legendary figure for the disciples of the Demonic Sect who had not yet stepped into the Saint Realm.

The white elephant merely stared coldly at the golden-toothed lion. If it lost to Di Yi, the first battle against the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect wouldn't be considered shameful. But losing to a woman who was previously unknown in the Holy Realm and was only at the Profound Yellow Realm was a completely different story.

"Palace Master, your subordinate is incompetent," the Golden-Toothed Lion bowed its head and apologized.

"Useless thing, forget it. I didn't expect you to win anyway. Go and heal your wounds." Bai Xiang scolded, but ultimately, out of brotherly affection, he didn't say anything more.

Ling Feiyu dispelled the unrealistic thoughts in his mind and said, "We have already lost the first battle. We cannot afford to lose the second battle. Xu Sanjin's cultivation is only at the peak of the Supreme Saint realm. He has not yet become a half-step Saint King. Let's win this battle beautifully."

Bai Xiang laughed and said, "Palace Master Ling, rest assured. In a battle between people of the same realm, I am still stronger than him. Now that I have broken through my realm, how can I be defeated? I will defeat him within ten moves."

Ling Feiyu did not find the white elephant's words arrogant. The six-tusked white elephant was an ancient species with an invincible physical body, capable of contending with cultivators of the same realm who had achieved sainthood through physical cultivation.

The White Elephant, at the half-step Saint King level, can hold his own against a Saint King at the next level. Defeating Xu Sanjin in ten moves is not an exaggeration.

Han Qiu returned to the black market camp and gave Di Yi a bright smile.

"I have fulfilled my mission."

The Emperor nodded slightly and offered a brief compliment: "Well done."

With the first battle over, for the second battle, the only candidate from the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect can be Bai Xiang without hesitation.

"The White Elephant was once the leader of the Nine Kings of the Palace of Ten Thousand Beasts. More than a hundred years ago, he had already reached the peak of the Supreme Saint realm. As an ancient remnant species, his physical body was extremely powerful. The Vice Hall Master was facing him..."

"Among the ancient species, few can rival them. I've heard that the White Elephant's cultivation has recently broken through, and he has already stepped into the Saint King realm with one foot in it."

"If we lose the second battle, we will have to rely on Manager Nian to defeat Ling Feiyu."

Several black market sages whispered among themselves, their gazes towards Xu Sanjin filled with worry.

In both the first and second battles, the Black Market has a good chance of winning. In the former, it has Emperor Yi backing it up, while in the latter, Nian Cang has been a Saint King for many years, and his foundation and accumulation far surpass Ling Feiyu's.

But Xu Sanjin is different. As the only person in everyone's eyes who is qualified to participate in the second battle, he is not weak, but his chances of winning against Bai Xiang are no more than 30%.

On the stage of Wan Evil, Shangguan Yong stepped onto the stage again, looked around, and said loudly, "In the first battle, as you all clearly saw, the Black Market won."

"Next is the second battle. Please welcome the top fighters from both sides to the stage."

White Elephant took out two hexagonal nail hammers. He was sixteen feet tall and incredibly strong, and his strides were like those of a small mountain.

He leaped onto the evil platform, looking down at the crowd in the black market below.

"The nine big bosses of the black market in the Central Region of the Nine Provinces are all renowned figures, and I have heard of them many years ago. Xu Sanjin, do you dare to come up on stage and fight me, so that everyone in Tiantai Prefecture can know who is stronger, the big boss of the black market or the Palace Master of my Divine Cult?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Sanjin laughed and said, "Who is weak and who is strong? I remember that Ruan Feilong, the former master of the Ten Thousand Beasts Palace, died at the foot of Qingjing Mountain half a year ago?"

In the Battle of Qinghu, the Beast Palace suffered heavy losses and was completely relegated to the bottom of the Nine Palaces.

"Palace Master Ruan didn't die at the hands of the black market, so stop wasting your breath with words." Bai Xiang raised his hexagonal hammer and shouted, "If you have the guts, come up on stage and beat me."

As soon as he finished speaking, a yellow light burst forth, and a dragon shadow shot out from the black market camp like a streak of lightning. The white elephant remained calm and smashed its two hammers down into the void in front of it. Two balls of holy energy condensed, compressed, and finally exploded, like a thunderclap, forming waves of holy energy.

The dragon shadow was stopped by the twin hammers. It had wings growing from its ribs, a brownish-yellow body, four legs and five claws, and was extraordinary.

It is the ancient mythical beast, the Yellow Dragon.

"The power of the Yellow Dragon, what a brilliant move."

The white elephant, with its sharp eyes, looked up at the top of the yellow dragon's head and saw the figure of the person on the dragon's head. It was extremely shocked.

"Di Yi, how could it be you?"

Di Yi stood with his hands behind his back atop Huanglong Daozhong's head, his black robes billowing, and chuckled, "I'll be in charge of the second match. If Palace Master Baixiang feels he can't beat me, he can simply admit defeat now."

An uproar erupted around them. No one, including the cultivators in the black market, expected that the one who would fight in the second round would not be Xu Sanjin, but Di Yi.

Ling Feiyu narrowed his eyes slightly, a slight smile playing on his lips, and murmured, "His strength has actually reached this level? His progress is truly astounding."

"Palace Master Bai Xiang, be careful. His spiritual power level has reached the fifty-fourth level. Do not underestimate him."

Even without Ling Feiyu's reminder, after experiencing that previous attack, Bai Xiang would not take Di Yi lightly.

The hammer blow he just unleashed would have severely injured even a True Saint, yet Di Yi easily blocked it with his mental power. Based on his performance alone, it was enough for Bai Xiang to regard him as an opponent of equal caliber.

"The greatest talent since the Middle Ages? Your cultivation speed is truly astonishing. In a few years, I might not be your match. But today, you think you can defeat me? That's wishful thinking."

"Whether it's wishful thinking or not, we'll only know after we fight."

Di Yi was not arrogant. An ancient remnant at the half-step Saint King level was a formidable opponent for him and could not be easily defeated.

The white elephant's blood and qi surged like a rainbow. As an ancient remnant, his strongest ability was physical strength, not physical sainthood, but pure talent.

The yellow dragon that Di Yi condensed using spiritual power was extremely powerful and could already threaten the Supreme Saint, but it could not break through his physical defenses.

He knew that Di Yi was a cultivator who cultivated both divine and martial arts, and had achieved physical sainthood, but his cultivation was still shallow. He only had the confidence to fight him by relying on his spiritual power. As long as he closed the distance and made the battlefield within arm's reach, the outcome would be decided immediately.

Suddenly, the White Elephant King's eyes widened as he saw Di Yi leap up from the top of the Yellow Dragon's head, wielding the Heaven-Sealing Sword and piercing the sky as he charged towards him.

On the blade of the Heaven-Sealing Sword, of the more than nine thousand inscriptions, seven thousand and six hundred have revived, and its sword energy is extremely sharp.

This sword strike was delivered entirely by Di Yi himself, without relying on any external force.

"raging!"

The Divine Fire of Purification appeared out of thin air around the sword, its blue flames flickering, pressing down on the white elephant along with the sword light.

The white elephant was extremely experienced in combat and remained calm in the slightest. It condensed the Eight Desolate Sacred Qi within its body, which it then used to power its twin hammers. It swung the hammers to block Di Yi's sword strike.

The cultivation technique he practiced was the "Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Technique," one of the top-tier king-level techniques of the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect besides the Heavenly Demon Stone Carvings.

As he swung the hammer, he also cast a magic seal.

The Holy Hammer clashed with the Heaven-Sealing Sword. The sword tip bypassed the shield-like double hammers and stabbed towards the white elephant's head, but was blocked by the magic seal and had to retreat.

The seal technique unleashed by the white elephant surpasses even the double hammers in its hand; it is an extremely exquisite sacred art.

"boom!"

Di Yi's figure shifted like a stream of light, retreating more than ten feet away, the roar of the ancient beast still lingering in his ears.

"The Eight Desolate Beast Emperor Technique?"

The white elephant exuded overwhelming holy might, its eyes radiating invincible battle prowess. It laughed loudly, "Indeed, it is the Eight Desolate Beast Emperor Technique, the number one mid-level holy technique of the Divine Sect."

The sacred arts of the world are divided into three levels: upper, middle, and lower.

Among them, intermediate-level sacred arts are also divided into three grades: ordinary, exquisite, and profound.

The Eight Desolate Beast Emperor Technique is the only intermediate-level sacred technique of the Transcendent Realm in the Moon Worship Demon Sect. When mastered to perfection, its power is comparable to that of a high-level sacred technique.

Emperor Yi was also deeply surprised that Bai Xiang was able to master it, even though it was only the beginning and not even a minor achievement.

A spiritual light emanated from between Di Yi's brows, revealing a phantom of his mind realm. A corner of the Holy Image of the Eternal Night Burial Realm was revealed, merging with the Yellow Dragon in the void.

A cultivator who has condensed a Dao Seed possesses far greater combat power than other cultivators of the same level. Di Yi was unsure how to differentiate the strength of Dao Seeds, but the Yellow Dragon Dao Seed was certainly among the top-tier Dao Seeds.

His spiritual power was only at the early stage of the 54th level, but the combat power he unleashed was even stronger than that of the peak of the 54th level, comparable to a half-step Saint King.

The 54th level of mental strength corresponds to the True Realm and Ultimate Realm of martial arts cultivators.

This is equivalent to unleashing the combat power of a half-step Saint King with the cultivation of a True Saint in the early stage. This is not an easy task for martial arts cultivators, and it is a hundred times more difficult for spiritual cultivators.

(End of this chapter)