Netherworld Retrograde

No matter how confident they were in their noble bloodline and formidable trump cards, how much they despised the Champion's supposedly mixed and lowly origins...

Yet when the Champion truly appeared with a presence that could dominate the world, they genuinely felt the terrifying oppression that could crush everything!

That feeling, it was as if the self-proclaimed noble ust met a mortal fugitive with a blood-stained blade and murderous intent in their own estate.

No matter how pure your bloodline. How vast your power, it all seems so pale and powerless!

"Bad luck indeed..." Zel was the first to rein in all contempt, his fingers unconsciously stroking the ornate sheath at his waist, his tone deep, "The Champion actually came to our battlefield... truly a king descending from the heavens!"

If the Champion hadn't suddenly appeared, they would very likely have taken the lead today by breaching the steel gate of Wanfeng City, the eastern front of the Humans! But with the Champion's emergence, the situation inevitably spiraled towards the worst outcome.

"What is Emperor's Fall doing?" Zefi frowned as well, her flawless face reflecting disdain, "Is it possible they've already been eliminated?"

The Champion entered this world by seizing the token of Lou Su Walker, theoretically closest to the Emperor's Fall's point of descent. Wasn't the Champion supposed to be drawn by the gaze of Emperor's Fall, chosen by many gods?

According to logic, shouldn't they prioritize resolving this greatest threat?

Putting everything else aside, aren't you afraid of Divine Favor from many gods? Instead of pursuing Emperor's Fall, why come here?

"I don't think so," Zel said calmly, "The high-ranking members of the Chaos Faction agreed to collaborate with us and provided crucial information. This was certainly pushed by Emperor's Fall behind the scenes. But that one... apparently doesn't plan to face the Champion directly, perhaps intending to watch from the sidelines?"

"Hmph, now that actually aligns with our thoughts. We're the unlucky ones being targeted by the Champion, sister, disengage if necessary!"

"Is it dangerous here?" asked the Night Demon King, given Li Yelai's displayed terrifying dominance and mobility. One couldn't rule out a sudden decapitation strike.

"Don't worry, the First King is observing us here, and we bear His noble bloodline," Zel responded, "Moreover, we have trump cards, even stronger than the King Guard!"

"Indeed, the Champion gives off a truly frightening aura, and he's gained divinity, presumably acquired the Miracle, truly undefeatable among this tier! But one person cannot decide a war!"

"Even divine beings, if they fail to transcend, can be worn out to death on the battlefield!" Zefi interjected with firm conviction, "And we have almost endless Wanderers!"

Her voice bore arrogance, yet Zel and the Night Demon's expressions instantly shifted. Zel lunged at her directly.

Meanwhile, within the Void Realm, a gaze as if substantiated, descended.

Zefi was baffled for a brief moment, but swiftly evaded, only to see a tall silhouette already stabbing a chilling radiance...

...

Not far away, near another corner of the battlefield engulfed by Dharma Image surrounded by waves of enemies. The Human Army also commenced their assault, with nearly all Wanderers abandoning formation to furiously besiege Dharma Image, granting the allied forces of the human city-states an opportunity to breach.

On the battlefield, the White Stone Hero Xia Ming and the successor of Wanfeng Wonder Hao Feng also experienced momentary silence due to the Champion's arrival.

Even someone as valorous as Hao Feng, as rational as Xia Ming, in the instant of the Champion's appearance, couldn't resist the deep-seated urge to follow in his footsteps, charging into battle together!

Fighting alongside such a hero in a charge, is a magnificently thrilling affair!

"So that's... the Human Champion?" Hao Feng marveled at the Dharma Image resembling a god or demon, unable to help but exclaim, "I'd believe it if someone said he was the Blood God Chosen One! The Blood God surely favors him!"

"General, we favor him too!" the warriors of Wanfeng City responded, "If he wishes to become our King of Wanfeng, we'd support him with everything we have!"

"...." As the next White Stone Hero, intending to become the new King of Wanfeng, Hao Feng. Upon hearing such rebellious-talk, could only remain silent and nod.

After all, the Champion truly fit their preferences too well!

"I actually have an urge like this, need to conduct more studies to calm down," Xia Ming quickly analyzed the battlefield data, pushing his glasses: "Is it some sort of personal charisma influence? Or is it the spiritual resonance brought by sheer power?"

His actions didn't pause, taking advantage of a moment when a King Guard staggered by the residual attack of Dharma Image struggled upright and Xia Ming rapidly closed the distance.

At some point, a brush appeared in his hand.

As his wrist glided with extreme precision, mysterious runes shining with golden light manifested out of thin air, swiftly materializing like living chains, spreading to encompass the King Guard tightly, binding its armor of thorns and vines.

"Self-terminate." Xia Ming lightly stroked the brush at a distance towards the King Guard.

The powerful Initial King Guard's body then suddenly stiffened and began to struggle violently!

Yet, its thorn-covered arm seemed manipulated by invisible strings, gradually and resolutely pushing the golden Thorn Spear held in its grasp towards its own chest!

It unleashed a silent roar as divine power crazily erupted, attempting to resist the bizarre control, but could only watch helplessly as the spear tip pierced deeper! Ultimately, it manipulated the spear shaft, twisting it fiercely!

The indestructible Thorn Armor was destroyed from within, divine light rapidly dimmed... this formidable divine creation met its demise in such strange and humiliating manner!

With little expression, Xia Ming recalled the brush, looking at the King Guard's corpse, feeling some regret — now wasn't a time for research.

...

Meanwhile, Li Yelai, situated at the abdomen of Dharma Image, furrowed his brows.

He naturally derived immense satisfaction from the slaughter, as now merely three of the twelve King Guards remained. Thousands of Wanderers shattered into fragments, unable to rise again.

Yet the massive Dharma Image expanded the strike surface, and despite the protection of Mimicry · Abyss Dragon Scale, the rate of divine power consumption had slightly accelerated. Moreover, the enemy numbers were excessive... some flying Wanderers densely clustered like locusts.

'I can't let myself be dragged down like this, the accumulated Wanderer numbers over the centuries are too much. It'd bleed me to death...' Li Yelai thought.

At that moment, he noticed the sudden eruption of flaming fireworks in the distance.

That was the signal from Ye Boshou.

"Hmm, my clone's signal, it's likely failed, after all, it's merely a clone," Little Mad King's voice sounded in Li Yelai's ear.

As Li Yelai joined the battlefield, the Little Mad King on his back dispatched two clones directly into the shadows, surging against the tide formed by the Wanderers. Seeking out enemy command centers or leaders.

Her main body, however, remained behind Li Yelai.

Shielding him against blades lurking in the shadows, having already slain over twenty Night Demon and Wanderer assassins.

As a top assassin, she naturally wouldn't exhaust herself in open warfare, but prioritize decapitating enemy leaders!

Two or three foreign Overlords. One Night Demon King, possibly other Great Divine Power, the Night Demons have relatively abundant reserves.

However, same-tier assassinations aren't difficult for the Little Mad King.

No matter which leader she eliminates, she can retreat gracefully, potentially even eliminate more.

Yet compared to decapitation, safeguarding her partner's rear is equally crucial, prompting her main body to remain, with the clones probing ahead.

If the clone's assassination fails, the other clone will immediately expose its location.

That was enough!

Thus, the most dazzling Dharma Image on the battlefield suddenly vanished. Leaving only swirling dust...

This invigorated the Night Demons, as if witnessing hope arriving.

Facing the pressure from Li Yelai, it almost crushed them. Without the relentless attacks on the Dharma Image from countless Wanderers, they would've nearly crumbled under such pressure.

Yet, they hadn't the chance to catch their breath.

They then felt the vibrations from the ground!

The Night Demon officers paused, recognizing that sensation — was it cavalry? Did Wanfeng City still have cavalry? Had they mastered controlling extraordinary creatures?

But before the officers had time to ponder.

They heard someone shout: "Hold steady, I'll handle the decapitation!"

The next moment, the black tide ahead shattered, unveiling thousands of heavy cavalry, transforming into a torrential iron stream!

The Shadow Army charged! Piercing the formations!

"You call that a decapitation?"

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