<h4>1602 Chaotic Battle</h4>


    The cultivators from the two great forces looked to where many of their allies had been in and disappeared. A dark look appeared on their faces.


    In a sh, the area filled with terrible and intense pressure.


    The School of the Emperor Star was the most ancient force within the Ziwei Realm. After all, it was said that the Star Lord of Ziwei was once the ruler of the Ziwei Realm.


    The other top powers of the Ziwei Realm had impressive origins as well. Any power that was able to stand near the top was not simple. Otherwise, they would never have made it to that step.


    These two major forces were the Dou tribe and n of the Seven yers.


    It was said that the Dou tribe descended from the God of Battle. After the God of Battle had been defeated, his bloodline spread throughout the world. The elder of the Dou tribe realized he had that bloodline, so he had formed the Dou tribe. It was said that they were the most powerful attackers in the Ziwei Realm.


    The n of the Seven yers proved their worthiness through killing. Two forces were recognized as the best at the Way of ughtering: the ughtering World of the Myriad Realm and the n of the Seven yers of the Ziwei Realm.


    However, these two forces cultivated very differently. The Dou tribe also proved their worthiness through killing, but the cultivators of the ughtering World used killing for their mindset and set up killing matrices. Meanwhile, the n of the Seven yers cultivated the Seven Tricks of the Killing Gods. They mainly focused on cultivating ughtering Qi and ughtering Will. Thus, they went in different directions, but there were simrities as well.


    The Seven Tricks of the Killing Gods was made up of seven attacks. After those seven attacks, if one’s opponent did not die, one would. Thus, the disciples of the n of the Seven yers cultivated nothing but ughter. They only lived if their opponent died. They had to kill their opponent within seven attacks.


    These three forces stood at the top of the Ziwei Realm. They were naturally very familiar with each other. Otherwise, the n of the Seven yers and the Dou tribe would not have followed the School of the Emperor Star. They obviously ced a lot of faith in their abilities.


    Now, the School of the Emperor Star was their opponent.


    “What is in the underground ruins?” a fair faced-youth from the n of the Seven yers asked. There was some murderous intent in the tone of his voice. He was one of the Seven yers of his generation. He was rankedst among them, number seven, and not famous at all.


    The other six Seven yers were all at the Renhuang level, which showed how high the requirements were to be one of the Seven yers.


    Their disciples had to undergo a lot of training outside to train their desire to kill. Each of the Seven yers had risen to their position on a mound of bones and a sea of blood.


    “You will know when you go in and see.” A from the School of the Emperor Star swept his gaze over the Seventh yer. The youth who had spoken, Bei Chen, was the personal disciple of the Pce Lord of the School of the Emperor Star. He had cultivated to the peak of the Saint ne. He was very famous within the School of the Emperor Star, as well as throughout the Ziwei Realm.


    Of course, he was not the only famous person there. The Seventh yer and Dou Zhao of the Dou tribe were the most famous people of the younger generation in the Ziwei Realm. They were also the junior leaders of their respective forces armies. They were all incredibly powerful.


    The cultivators of the Dou tribe and the n of the Seven yers looked at the man from the School of the Emperor Star. The matrix was still there. If they tried to break out, they would surely suffer.


    “Go and take a look,” Dou Zhao said. Suddenly, several of his people rushed toward the underground pce. They clenched their fists andshed out through the air, mming their hands into the exterior of the pce. Cracks appeared in it.


    Boom! A loud noise rang out as the underground pce trembled fiercely. The pce, which already had cracks in it, gave no sign of copsing. This pce, which had been buried among the ruins, seemed incredibly sturdy.


    It seemed like they could not go in that way. If they wanted to enter, they had to force their way in. Unfortunately, the cultivators from the School of the Emperor Star were blocking their way.


    “If we go in together, all three sides will fight,” Dou Zhao said as he looked off into the distance. “If the School of the Emperor Star wants to seize these ruins for themselves, we must temporarily ally ourselves with the n of the Seven yers to deal with them.”


    The people from the School of the Emperor Star looked cold. If they let them go, they would form an alliance against them.


    “There are two forces, but we will only permit one of you to go inside. You must choose which one it will be,” an elder next to Bei Chen said. He was extremely skillful. A single sentence from him had changed the whole situation.


    This meant that between the Dou tribe and the n of the Seven yers, only one of them could enter. Thus, they had to fight each other.


    “If we fight each other first and waste our energy, won’t the School of the Emperor Star have even less reason to let us go?” There was some divine radiance in Dou Zhao’s eyes. They shone with golden light as he looked at the n of the Seven yers and said, “There’s no need to waste time talking. Let’s just break in.”


    The Seventh yer nodded. “Very well.” He had no objections. The situation before them was simple. Their two forces had the advantage in terms of numbers, but their opponents held a favorable position since they had formed a starry matrix. This had formed a delicate bnce between the two sides. If they wanted to break the deadlock, they had to work together against the School of the Emperor Sar.


    Whoosh! A wild fighting aura swept out. Divine fighting light shone upon Dou Zhao. His whole body was brilliantly shining. Cracking sounds emitted from his bones. His robes were torn.


    The sharp cracking sounds continued as his robe split. Dou Zhao grewrger, turning into a God of Battle. His bare chest contained iprehensible power. He had a bit of Renhuang majesty about him that seemed to meld with his flesh.


    His arms trembled and made a cracking sound. Behind him, the cultivators of the Dou tribe mmed their fists into him. In a sh, his arms were covered in flowing divine light that entered into his body and made his fighting will even stronger. He grew evenrger.


    The cultivators of the n of the Seven yers started emitting powerful ughtering Qi. It spread throughout the area with an ear-splitting whistling noise. Each thread of ughtering Qi was as sharp as a knife and could kill a man.


    As the thousands of threads of ughtering Qis spread through the air, it was like there was an endless army of ughtering Gods marching.


    The cultivators from the n of the Seven yers stepped forward. The Seventh yer had a frightening look in his eyes. With a single thought, endless ughtering Qi descended toward the cultivators from the School of the Emperor Star below.


    The cultivators from the School of the Emperor Star engaged their starry matrix again. In a sh, endless starlight bloomed. Beams of light crisscrossed. It activated all the power in the area. Once the ughtering Qi entered the area, it would be torn up and destroyed.


    The Seventh yer took another step forward. He was now standing in the air right above the matrix. He held a long spear in his hands. It was the ughtering Spear.


    Bang! He took another step forward. The ughtering Qi gathered in endless amounts. The ughtering Way roared as seven cultivators from the n of the Seven yers stepped up from behind and followed him. The seven of them instantly transformed into gods of ughter.


    Below them, a scepter appeared in Bei Chen’s hands. Endless will swept out from it. The light from all the stars in heaven gathered within it.


    In the next moment, the Seventh yer gathered all the ughtering Qi together for an attack to try and break through the matrix. His spear fell. The endless starlight was destroyed. Bei Chen raised his scepter. Suddenly, even more terrible starlight appeared, forming many orbits for stars. Actual stars appeared within these orbits, imprisoning the Seventh yer within them.


    “Destroy.” Bei Chen raised his scepter and pointed it. Endless killing starlight shot out of it. Each beam of light contained enough power to cut through space and time. It was strong enough to shatter the entire area into many pieces.


    The Seventh yer exploded with ughtering Qi that mmed into the oing starlight. He stepped within the matrix and used the Seven Tricks of the Killing Gods. Figures that looked like gods of ughter appeared. They shot out across the matrix.


    At the same time, Dou Zhao rose into the air. He had taken on the form of a god of war. He shot through the air. He saw an area full of stars ahead of him, which were blocking his way. He pierced through them with his fist and continued onward.


    Whoosh!


    There was a loud noise as countless stars rotated around Bei Chen. With a single thought, even more stars appeared. At that moment, the stars all cracked as Dou Zhao’s attack mmed into them.


    While they were fighting, the cultivators from the Dou tribe and n of the Seven yers were rushing toward the matrix, preparing to force their opponents to flee from it.


    Suddenly, a violent attack made the whole area tremble fiercely.


    Bei Chen took several steps back. Dou Zhao from the Dou tribe was just as strong as the legends said. It was said that he was the member of the Dou tribe in whom the blood of the God of Battle flowed the most strongly. He had an offensive and defensive Renhuang item within him, which showed that the Dou tribe looked at him as their presumptive heir.


    The ground split. The area around the underground pce shook. The pce itself was not affected at all.


    Off in the distance, two figures were standing and watching the battle. They were Ye Futian and Yu Sheng.


    “A battle between people at the peak of the Saint ne has broken out.” Ye Futian was in no hurry to rush forward. He looked at Yu Sheng beside him and asked, “Do you have any Renhuang level items?”


    If he did not have any, it would cause them some trouble. Many of the people they were about to fight had them, especially the most powerful of them.


    Yu Sheng nodded. “I do.” The Demon Dragon had given him one before he left the Dragon Gods.


    Moreover, it was no ordinary treasure.


    Yu Sheng looked at Ye Futian. “When?” That simple word naturally meant, “When are we going to act?”


    Ye Futian was speechless. Even when confronted with a violent battle between such powerful figures, Yu Sheng still wanted to get involved. He felt like they would be crushed.


    Ordinary Saints trembled before such a battle.


    They were not that far away. With their thoughts covering the whole area, their opponents surely knew they were there. Yet, they ignored them.


    The three top forces of the Ziwei Realm were fighting. What could two lone cultivators possibly do to affect the oue?


    There was only one road ahead of them. Thus, they ignored them.


    The great battle continued. The cultivators of the School of the Emperor Star were finally forced out of the matrix. The Dou tribe and the n of the Seven yers pressed forward, stepping on the ground above the underground pce.


    The underground pce was quiterge and had a massive gallery in front of it. There were many skeletons on both sides of the gallery. The skeletons that contained any will seemed to have already been taken away. There were no weapons left either.


    However, at the end of the gallery, within the depths of the pce, a terrifying aura was seeping out.