An Aryan-Swastika God-Seal blasted out and instantly stunned the Saint Sovereign of the Qu God-Clan.

Even their Qu God-Clan’s divine art, he could use the Aryan-Swastika God-Seal too.

“This guy… don’t tell me… don’t tell me he’s mastered all Ten Primordial God-Scriptures?!”

Everyone was shocked. Some didn’t believe it, while others wanted to test it.

On the other side, the Saint Sovereign of the Wan God-Clan and the Saint Sovereign of the Mu God-Clan stepped forward from the left and right. Heaven-Shattering God-Scripture and Heaven-Earth Dharma-Codex were unleashed at the same time.

Behind the Wan God-Clan’s Saint Sovereign, a colossal Heaven-Shattering Giant rose from the ground like a titan supporting the heavens. When it began charging forward, the world shook with thunder.

On the other side, the Mu God-Clan’s Saint Sovereign also used the Heaven-Earth Dharma-Codex, turning his body into a giant.

Two giants descended from the heavens, one from the left and one from the right, charging in to crush him.

Xu Zimo let out a light laugh.

With a wave of his hand, he too unleashed the Heaven-Earth Dharma-Codex. Even Shadow Tyrant grew thousands of times larger with him.

His curved blade became a massive giant blade, and countless Power Vortexes roared within it.

A far more powerful, far more immense Heaven-Shattering Giant appeared.

Xu Zimo swung his fist and sent the Mu God-Clan’s Saint Sovereign flying with a single punch.

Although they were using the same divine art, Xu Zimo had the Heaven-Shattering Force empowering him, limitless strength and hundreds of billions of Power Vortexes capable of destroying heaven and earth. The opponent simply couldn’t compare.

After sending the Mu God-Clan’s Saint Sovereign flying, Xu Zimo’s figure shifted. He appeared before the Wan God-Clan’s Saint Sovereign. His giant Shadow Tyrant carried a blade aura that shook the sky, dragging behind it a streak of power as vast as a galaxy. The endless blade force crashed down upon the Wan God-Clan’s Heaven-Shattering Giant.

Explosions boomed again and again. Overwhelming force tore through everything. The Heaven-Shattering Giant, originally towering and mighty, looked fragile before Xu Zimo’s blade. That blade destroyed all things, directly erasing the giant under its edge.

The Wan God-Clan’s Saint Sovereign spat a mouthful of blood and collapsed unconscious on the ground. It was clear how terrifying that strike had been. If he hadn’t been a Saint Sovereign, the strike would have killed him outright.

“Damn it,” the surrounding Saint Sovereigns growled, all furious and shaken.

But Xu Zimo didn’t care. He simply smiled. “Don’t bother testing me one by one. I wasn’t planning to hold back today.”

His roar erupted.

Heaven-Shattering Force swirled around him. The Heaven-Earth Dharma-Codex empowered his flesh. The God-Demon Creation Atlas empowered his soul. The Infinite-Samsara Demon-Eye slowly opened above his head. The Aryan-Swastika God-Seal formed before him. One hand cast the Creation Devouring God-Finger, the other wielded the Infernal-Creation Eternal-Canon. The Three-Life Gates towered above him. The three bodies of his three sutras cycled through him.

In an instant, all Ten Primordial God-Scriptures empowered him at once.

Power erupted violently. No matter which Saint Sovereign stood before him, such overwhelming force could tear them apart instantly.

Everyone who witnessed this had only one word in their heart.

“Invincible Sage Monarch...”

There was no other way to describe him. Among all the Saint Sovereigns they had seen in their lives, none had ever been this strong. If they had to categorize him, he was weaker than an Infinite Dao powerhouse but stronger than any Sage Monarch, standing at a midpoint between the two.

Seeing this scene, all Ten God-Clans were stunned.

“He… he really mastered all Ten Primordial God-Scriptures...”

“How is that possible? Where did he learn them?”

“If it were just one divine art, maybe it could have been leaked. But all ten? That’s impossible.”

Their faces turned grim. It was no exaggeration.

The Ten Primordial God-Scriptures were the foundation of each of the Ten God-Clans. For them to be leaked to this extent was a catastrophic problem.

In that moment, many silently reached the same conclusion.

Xu Zimo must die. He had now become a direct threat to the status and survival of the Ten God-Clans.

Thousands of Saint Sovereigns charged at Xu Zimo. But on the True Martial Sacred Ground’s side, their own Saint Sovereigns were no pushovers. They rushed forward to protect Xu Zimo, throwing themselves into the chaotic battle.

“Let me handle this,” Xu Zimo shouted. Instead of retreating, he advanced, charging straight into the mass of Saint Sovereigns.

With the Ten Primordial God-Scriptures empowering him and the blade intent of Eightfold Sky-Split, Xu Zimo was unstoppable, cutting down everything in his path. Whoever blocked him, died. Even Gods and Buddhas in his way would be cut down.

A group of Saint Sovereigns was beaten into utter disformation, fleeing in panic. Every one of his blade strikes carved massive ravines into the earth, slicing through all space and turning everything into nothing.

Xu Zimo raised his head again. Wherever his gaze passed, many people were terrified, stepping back uncontrollably, unable to meet his eyes.

“Come and fight!” he roared.

“This man is insane...” someone muttered.

But Xu Zimo had already rushed in, overturning the battlefield and giving them no chance to resist.

The battle continued fiercely. Because Xu Zimo was a monstrously powerful Sage Monarch, the True Martial Sacred Ground was practically crushing the eight God-Clans.

The Nanguo and Zhao God-Clans, aside from summoning their ancestral patriarchs, also brought every Saint Sovereign they had to join the fight.

Seeing the True Martial Sacred Ground’s momentum rising while the eight God-Clans fell back step by step, Dugu Ling grew anxious and helpless.

He could only shout toward the sky, “Progenitor, please help us! We can’t hold on much longer!”

He knew that among Infinite Dao powerhouses, their side held the advantage. If just one Infinite Dao cultivator stepped in to handle the Saint Sovereigns, the entire crisis could be ended instantly. That was the power of an Infinite Dao cultivator, one person could shift the entire battle. No exaggeration. No matter how brutal the Saint Sovereigns’ battle looked, once an Infinite Dao powerhouse intervened, they were like children, helpless in that person’s hands.

It seemed the ancestor heard Dugu Ling’s plea.

Among the Infinite Dao cultivators of the eight God-Clans, the Crimson-Hell War God descended into the battle.

He fell from the sky with a wave of his hand. All the Saint Sovereigns from the True Martial Sacred Ground who had been charging forward were blasted into the ground instantly, without any chance to resist.

“Young man, you’re impressive,” the Crimson-Hell War God said, looking at Xu Zimo. He shook his head. “A shame you’re not part of our eight God-Clans. You would’ve been a fine seedling. But for that very reason, we cannot allow you to live.”

Blood-red light flashed in his eyes. A terrifying force erupted from him. His blood energy formed a long river that surged forward, as if to drown everything.

Any Saint Sovereign touched by that blood river screamed as their flesh, life essence, and even their souls dissolved away, reduced to white bones. Even the bones began to corrode within the river of blood.