Fusang Dao Master was in a dire state.
Having had his true body slain by the Mountain Master, he had completely lost his arrogant demeanor.
Under the combined assault of the Dragon King and the Phoenix, he was forced to retreat step by step.
*Bang.*
The dragon's tail lashed out, striking Fusang Dao Master's physical form, which instantly exploded.
"Gather."
The shattered physical body reassembled.
The integrated body, imbued with peerless power, swept across heaven and earth.
The Phoenix arrived.
This nine-tier chaotic beast, with its soul, charged into Fusang's physical body.
Another resounding sound echoed, and Fusang Dao Master's soul was directly blasted out.
"Trouble."
Fusang Dao Master's expression changed instantly, and his soul hastily tried to return to his physical body.
"Roar."
The Dragon King roared, shaking the chaotic great dao.
The roar disrupted the speed of the great dao's operation; this was the Dragon King's strongest technique.
The fusion of body and soul was halted for a mere instant.
In a battle between powerhouses, any misstep could lead to a swift end.
The Phoenix, a nine-tier being, had been a formidable existence brimming with fighting spirit before being suppressed by Fusang Dao Master.
He seized the opportunity.
*Chih.*
Wings burning with soul flames, he directly severed half of Fusang Dao Master's soul.
With a gulp, he swallowed it.
Agonizing pain jolted Fusang Dao Master awake, and his soul rapidly returned to his physical body.
"Chirp."
The Divine Phoenix let out a cry.
In an instant, a sea of chaotic energy converged.
Soul great daos converged onto the Phoenix's soul, and it began to reform its physical body.
The Divine Phoenix naturally walked the path of the soul great dao, and the power devoured by Fusang was also of the soul. By severing half of Fusang Dao Master's soul, its power was restored.
Threads of great dao energy merged into its physical form, and a colossal phoenix beast materialized between heaven and earth.
"Hahaha."
The Divine Phoenix was overcome with excitement.
Suppressed for a million years, it had finally regained its freedom.
*Whoosh.*
In the distance, Fusang Dao Master fled madly.
He harbored no thoughts of reclaiming his soul power.
Any further hesitation would cost him his life.
"Pursue."
The Dragon King and the Divine Phoenix exchanged glances, their eyes burning with killing intent.
This person could not be allowed to live.
"Hahaha..."
Simultaneously, from within the swirling miasma of poison, a hearty laugh erupted.
The Evil Lord walked across the sky, treading on cold corpses.
The killing intent in his eyes had completely subsided.
Though he had also expended considerable energy and sustained injuries, he felt truly exhilarated.
His brows slightly lifted, the Evil Lord, now restored to normalcy, observed the pursuit of the Dragon King and the others.
He then looked in other directions... *Hmm*, there was no need for him to intervene further.
All battlefields were in a dominant position.
Victory... was merely a matter of time.
Behind the Evil Lord, the Illusion Sect and the Lord of Light were diligently collecting the physical bodies of fallen Great Emperors.
"This should be enough." The Illusion Sect's face was wreathed in smiles.
"Close enough."
The Lord of Light nodded with satisfaction.
His hands, however, did not cease their work as he calmly stated, "Let's collect the bodies first. We can send them to City Lord Chen later. He still has many subordinates who require great dao energy. *Hmm*... consider it our payment for services rendered."
"Indeed."
These two nine-tier powerhouses, severely injured and having not participated in the fighting from beginning to end, were the greatest beneficiaries.
This was not their fault; the Evil Lord cared nothing for the corpses, only for the slaughter.
The power the Evil Lord was supposed to gain had already been extracted by him.
The despair of death, the resentment of being killed... these negative emotions were precisely what the Evil Lord required.
As for the physical bodies of Great Emperors and such, he was indifferent.
This, in turn, benefited the Illusion Sect and the Lord of Light.
*Hmm*... it couldn't be more comfortable.
"By the way."
Suddenly, the Illusion Sect spoke with a grave expression, "I seemed to sense the aura of a nine-tier being perishing just now."
"You felt it too?"
Hearing this, the Lord of Light immediately said in a deep voice, "I also faintly felt it. I thought I was mistaken, so I didn't mention it..."
But if both of them sensed it.
It meant someone had indeed perished.
"Who perished?" the Illusion Sect asked.
Lost in thought, the two closed their eyes, and their vast divine senses spread out.
In the current Seventh Realm, with the Dark Lord and others being pursued, the dominant side was generally affiliated with them.
Therefore, no one would object to their divine senses probing.
Even when the Dragon King and others sensed the power of their divine senses sweeping over them, upon recognizing the auras of the Illusion Sect and the Lord of Light, they ignored it.
It was merely a passing sweep, not an investigation, so naturally, they did not care.
Destroying their divine senses would also be pointless.
The most important matter at hand was to kill Fusang.
Though the Seventh Realm was vast, the divine senses of the two nine-tier beings swiftly swept through it.
They saw the fleeing Dark Lord, the Bone Jade whose great dao had collapsed under the assault of Chen Fan and Yun Hai, and countless battles raging across the Seventh Realm.
*Swish.*
The Illusion Sect and the Lord of Light opened their eyes simultaneously.
Shock flickered across their faces.
"It was Yin Si."
The Illusion Sect's tone carried an extreme shock.
They had seen and sensed the auras of everyone.
Only the aura of Yin Si Dao Master had disappeared, and the Yin Si Realm was still in violent upheaval.
With the death of its realm lord, the great dao would inevitably become unstable.
The Seventh Realm was in complete chaos.
For a million years, with the exception of Lord Lei, no nine-tier being had perished, and even the number of Great Emperors who had fallen was small.
"City Lord Chen."
The Lord of Light sighed, "How long has it been since he emerged from the Thunder Domain? Countless Great Emperors have fallen, and now a second nine-tier being has perished."
"..." The Illusion Sect.
He didn't know what to say.
Nine-tier beings were invincible.
Across the Nine Heavens and Ten Realms, though there were many nine-tier beings, each was capable of traversing the world.
No one had perished for a million years, and this was now the second one to die because of Chen Fan.
"A million-year tribulation."
The Illusion Sect lamented, "How are we to survive this million-year tribulation?"
Compared to the Upper Nine Heavens, the Ten Realms were too weak.
These individuals had no path to the Upper Nine Heavens.
They were lofty existences; even if they wished to pledge allegiance, it was impossible.
Their status was already predetermined.
And they could only passively endure tribulation after tribulation.
Unsolvable.
After a long silence, the Lord of Light spoke again, "The great war is imminent. We... must make a choice."
The choice he spoke of was to heal their great dao wounds.
"Decided?" the Illusion Sect asked.
"Mmm."
The Lord of Light nodded. "No one knows when the great war will begin. What if it's tomorrow?"
This made the Illusion Sect fall silent as well.
Although he had already made plans, when the choice truly presented itself, he still felt a degree of apprehension.
They were not friends with Chen Fan.
Despite this cooperation, who could guarantee that the other party would not embezzle the physical bodies and great dao energy of these two nine-tier beings?
No one could refuse such temptation.
To recover, they had to take a risk.
"Let's go."
The Lord of Light said, "I can already feel the shadow of death."
The senses of the powerful towards impending danger were extremely acute.
With the million-year tribulation approaching, they could feel the aura and pressure of death.