This is a battle between two rats.
Both are at the eighth order, one skilled in speed, the other possessing countless treasures.
The Treasure-Rat achieved enlightenment through its treasure aura, constantly unleashing offensive and defensive treasures.
The Sky-Piercing Rat, adept at speed, leaped through space incessantly.
The two rats fought fiercely.
"City Lord."
The Sky-Piercing Rat roared, "I can't provide support anymore. This damned rat is too troublesome."
"Can you kill it?" Chen Fan responded calmly.
"...Yes."
The Sky-Piercing Rat hesitated slightly before giving a definitive answer.
It roared, "Damned rat, today... I'll slaughter you, kill..."
Silver light flashed, the Great Dao of Space.
Threads of spatial dao patterns appeared, and the Sky-Piercing Rat leaped continuously, beginning to press the Treasure-Rat.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak."
The Treasure-Rat had many treasures, but in terms of raw power, it was ultimately inferior to the Sky-Piercing Rat.
Under the Sky-Piercing Rat's furious assault, it was momentarily battered and cried out in pain.
"City Lord."
Suddenly, the Sky-Piercing Rat let out a great roar.
Following that, a seed traversed space and appeared before Chen Fan.
Chen Fan calmly received it.
"Kill."
Sword intent swept across heaven and earth.
His opponents were two eighth-order Great Emperors, working in tandem.
Every sword strike split the heavens, with a seventh-order cultivator suppressing two eighth-order ones.
This was the strength of a hegemon.
"Bring on two more."
Boom.
Chen Fan's enemies increased from two to four.
"Heh heh."
The four grinned menacingly, "What hegemon? Today, we will slay you, ha ha..."
Their attacks shook the heavens and earth.
Chen Fan, despite his seventh-order cultivation, was suppressed.
...
On the other side.
Boom.
A black and gold great club rose to the heavens.
The eighth-order Emperor Weapon, imbued with surging battle intent, smashed down with immense force.
His opponent was an eighth-order Great Emperor.
A seventh-order fighting an eighth-order.
"Open for me!" the Immortal Emperor roared frantically.
He was actively attacking.
Even facing an eighth-order Great Emperor, he chose offense.
Boom, boom, boom.
The black and gold club shadows shattered repeatedly.
"Is that all?"
A great mountain rose into the air.
The Mountain Emperor.
A supreme Great Emperor from the West, with invincible defense.
A seventh-order attack could not break his defenses.
"Heh heh."
The Mountain Emperor sneered, "What of an eighth-order Emperor Weapon? Without a powerful master, possessing one is useless."
He was supremely confident and strode forward.
Rumble.
The great mountain descended, exerting immense pressure.
"Ten thousand demons, ten thousand demons, ten thousand demons..."
On a more distant battlefield, Old Demon Chu fought madly.
"Playing with the demonic path in front of me?" the Demon Lord sneered, tearing apart the shadows of ten thousand demons with a raise of his hand.
That's right, Old Demon Chu's opponent was none other than the Demon Lord.
In the past, the Demon Lord had fled from the East and surrendered to the Bright One.
This top-tier eighth-order cultivator, even in the West, was not common, and he was immediately given a position of importance.
Now, returning to the East, it was a day for the Demon Lord to exact revenge.
"Kill."
The Demon Lord attacked.
With a raise of his hand, demonic clouds surged to the heavens.
Within the boundless demonic clouds, the two fought fiercely.
Demonic shadows clashed, and with every demonic shadow that fell, it inflicted a wound upon the Great Dao of both combatants.
Old Demon Chu was in continuous defeat.
Even his soaring battle intent could not bridge the gap in cultivation realms.
"Useless," the Demon Lord berated.
Bang!
Old Demon Chu was sent flying backward.
He was heavily wounded, his demonic path showed cracks, and his Great Dao was on the verge of collapse.
"Everything you have..."
The Demon Lord attacked, reaching for Old Demon Chu, "belongs to this Demon Lord. Give it to me, everything that belongs to this Demon Lord."
Boom.
The Sea of Demons transformed into an endless purgatory.
Chains of the demonic dao pierced through Old Demon Chu's body.
Under the Demon Lord's cold laughter, he absorbed Old Demon Chu's Dao power.
Alas... resistance was futile.
Old Demon Chu was powerless against the judgment of an eighth-order cultivator.
"Roar."
Old Demon Chu roared, "Come back to me."
His battle intent was unparalleled, and he began a tug-of-war with the Demon Lord.
"Life and Death, appear."
He was no match for the Demon Lord in terms of demonic dao alone.
Life and Death empowered him.
Boom.
This tug-of-war for the Great Dao began to stalemate.
"How long can you last?" the Demon Lord sneered.
At the same time, his gaze swept across the surrounding battlefield, a cold smile on his face.
The battle would be over soon.
...
"Heaven and Earth Furnace."
The Overlord was like a war god, his surging blood and qi burning.
At this moment, he was burning his own life.
Whether it was Old Demon Chu, the Immortal Emperor, or even the Overlord... it was the same.
Despite only possessing seventh-order power, they all chose eighth-order opponents.
The strong naturally sought out even stronger opponents.
Clang.
The burning Heaven and Earth Furnace.
His blood and qi were the flames, igniting within the furnace and furiously burning the eighth-order cultivator trapped inside.
"Break,"
Alas, the eighth-order was too strong.
The Overlord was ultimately no match, and the eighth-order broke through the furnace.
"Kill."
Golden light erupted.
His opponent walked the path of Gengjin, his Great Dao like weapons, dominating the heavens and earth.
The Overlord was forced to retreat continuously; he was not an opponent to his foe.
...
In the Sword Domain.
Boom.
An eighth-order Sword Emperor had fallen.
The Heavenly Fire Sword Emperor, a rising star, had only recently ascended to the eighth order.
His opponent, however, was a veteran of the heavens and earth, someone even Li Tian recognized.
He was dead.
Killed by three punches from his enemy.
"I'll kill you!" the Sword Master raged.
His people in the Sword Domain were like family to him.
Every sword strike split the heavens, severing the very fabric of existence.
The Sword Master fought three opponents but continued to strike.
His sword never retreated.
Boom.
The eighth-order cultivator who had just killed the Heavenly Fire Sword Emperor was drawn into the fray by the Sword Master.
Fighting four alone was the Sword Master's own choice.
...
In the last battlefield, the Chaos Beast.
The Dragon King fought against the heavens and earth, his power immense.
As the king of the Chaos Beasts, he had directly chosen the Roc as his opponent.
The Dragon King now was no longer the Dragon King who had been suppressed by the Roc in the Four Regions.
What good was the power of two bodies?
Bang, bang, bang.
The Roc's Great Dao continuously collapsed.
The Dragon King, with his peerless combat power, suppressed and defeated the Roc.
"Traitor."
The Dragon King roared loudly.
His eyes were filled with boundless killing intent.
Boom.
The next moment, the Chaos Great Dao appeared.
Chaos Beasts were, by nature, children of Chaos.
The Dragon King, as the Chaos King of this era, directly summoned the Chaos Great Dao.
"In the name of the current Lord of Chaos, I command the Chaos Great Dao..."
His rolling voice caused Peng Nian's face to contort in horror.
Boundless fear spread, "What are you doing?"
The next moment, he understood.
Ancient characters were imprinted upon the Chaos Great Dao: "The Roc clan betrayed the Chaos race and aided the Human race in killing Chaos Beasts."
"This act, Chaos bears witness. I, in the name of the current Lord of Chaos, hereby imprint the Chaos Great Dao, declaring the Roc clan as traitors."
"This declaration, Heaven and Earth bear witness."
"Henceforth, whenever a Chaos Beast appears, remember this: the Roc... are traitors."
Rumble.
Heaven and Earth bore witness, and the Great Dao was imprinted.
Ancient, will-filled characters were engraved deep within the Chaos Great Dao.
Forever unchangeable.
"No."
At this moment, the Roc was overcome with boundless terror.
The terror made its body tremble.
The Roc clan had been branded onto the Chaos Great Dao.
This move by the Dragon King was too ruthless; it shattered the Roc.
Bang...
Its Great Dao began to dissipate.
This was an eternal curse, eternal sin.
"Why?"
The Roc was unwilling, crying out in anguish, "We each serve our own masters; this is my own business, you cannot do this. The other clan members are innocent."
The Dragon King's gaze was cold.
...
At the same time.
All the Rocs living in the four corners of Chaos felt the imprint deep within their Great Dao.
Boundless terror.
The imprint on their Great Dao informed them of their current predicament.
The Roc clan had been branded as traitors.
"Why?"
Everywhere, there were unwilling roars from the Roc clan.
Why had the Roc clan become traitors?
Soon, they understood.
Yuhua, the Great Emperor of the Tenth Land, was assisting the Bright Lord in killing their kin.
Boom.
In the Upper Nine Heavens, a colossal Roc appeared.
"Kill."
From behind, Qi Zun, a Great Emperor of the Chaos Beasts, pursued, "Rocs, slaughtering your own kind, you are not worthy to live in this world."
They could serve anyone, but they could never betray their own race.
They could never betray the Chaos race.