Ye Lingshuang stood amidst the radiant brilliance, her robes fluttering, exuding a beauty that was both sacred and majestic, with an unparalleled elegance.

The orange-yellow glow of dusk twisted and turned like curves in the sky, slowing down the flow of time.

"Dusk King, do you also intend to go against the tide?"

The old man from the Phoenix Race's expression was gloomy.

Ye Lingshuang looked at him calmly and said, "This is my disciple." These few words clearly stated her stance.

The old man from the Phoenix Race's gaze was cold as he warned, "I advise you not to be stubborn. Though the two of you are strong, one pair of fists can't fight four hands, and you can never withstand so many of us."

He was telling the truth.

Over thirty powerhouses flowed downstream, their momentum unstoppable; even those equally powerful would meet with regret!

"Perhaps, but even if we fall, taking two down with us shouldn't be a problem, perhaps one of them could be you."

Ye Lingshuang's tone was very calm.

The old man from the Phoenix Race's face was dark as water, his eyes flickering with a light of destruction, and he said solemnly, "It's best not to overestimate yourself or underestimate others. Everyone I've invited to assist this time possesses astounding cultivation, many even surpassing your renown."

"And so what?"

Ye Lingshuang retorted.

Her tone was without a ripple, yet carried an indescribable arrogance—so what? If I say I'll kill you, I must!

"Brother Huang, no need to waste time, subdue them first." At this moment, a hoarse voice sounded.

It was a powerhouse hidden within a gray whirlpool who spoke, that whirlpool was vast, emanating an immensely terrifying aura.

This was a very powerful powerhouse.

"Alright!"

The old man from the Phoenix Race nodded solemnly, then bellowed, "Fellow Daoists, let's strike together and subdue them!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The powerhouses didn't speak but struck immediately, their actions were earth-shattering, catastrophic.

Terrifying and unparalleled daos surged towards Qin Zi and the others like a flood, shattering space where they passed, causing time to become chaotic, and even the Laws of Heaven and Earth manifested in the void were shattered by the onslaught!

"Kill!!"

The golden rooster and Ye Lingshuang struck simultaneously, golden light illuminated the world, holding up a piece of pure land amidst the destructive tides.

"Puff puff puff puff!"

The various forces of the daos collided, emitting a low and piercing sound, it was the most terrifying clash of the daos, and though it seemed calm, even a slight leak of that power would be enough to destroy the world.

At the realm of powerhouses, all magic lost meaning, it was a contest of the primal forces of the daos.

And facing the siege of over thirty powerhouses, even though the golden rooster and Ye Lingshuang were strong, they were gradually falling behind.

"Boom!!"

Suddenly, a bolt of purple lightning descended from the sky, cutting through the forces of both sides like a knife through butter. It was as if in a tug-of-war between two groups, one person suddenly appeared and cut the rope with a knife.

"King of Chu!"

Upon seeing the sound, everyone was once again shocked, and they saw a towering youth standing amidst the purple lightning.

Chu Zhongtian!

"King of Chu, do you intend to meddle?" The old man from the Phoenix Race's expression turned increasingly grim as he spoke sharply.

Chu Zhongtian said calmly, "I had previously acknowledged his position as the Celestial Lord, so naturally, I cannot stand idly by now."

He glanced at several gray whirlpools and said, "Fellow Daoists of the Yin Yang Sect, it might be wise not to get involved in this matter."

Hua!

Those gray whirlpools abruptly stopped rotating, then a few elderly, wry voices emerged from within.

"Hehe, who knew that King of Chu would take such interest in him, if that is the case, we shall refrain from further involvement."

"Brother Huang, apologies, but we owe King of Chu a favor and must take our leave first."

"Farewell."

After speaking, those whirlpools slowly dissipated, immediately reducing a significant amount of the pressure in the sky and earth.

"You all..."

The old man from the Phoenix Race did not expect several from the Yin Yang Sect to leave so readily, feeling a bit embarrassed, but in the end, he did not erupt. After all, he had merely asked for help, without authority to command others.

"The tide turns, it seems the situation is reversing." The golden rooster said with a playful smile, leisurely.

"Hmph, even so, we still have over twenty people against your three, you still can't turn the world upside down!"

The old man from the Phoenix Race snorted coldly.

"What about including me?"

A young voice sounded; it was gentle, with a sense of compassion, yet slightly clumsy.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

The clouds on the horizon rolled as if something colossal was approaching, giving a sense of the earth shaking.

Everyone turned to look, only to see the silhouette of a mountain of flesh—a fat figure holding a butcher's knife, stepping through the air.

As he took each step, a golden halo appeared around him, exuding a sense of sanctity and transcendence, combined with an indescribable heaviness.

"Who are you??"

The powerhouses furrowed their brows.

But Qin Zi, his eyes widened, exclaimed, "Zhou Xiang?!"

This was none other than the pig-slaughtering fat man from the Fragment Continent, the brother of the tomb raider Zhou Mo, and half a disciple to his father!

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha instantly."

Zhou Xiang smiled slightly at everyone, then slowly bent down to place the butcher's knife at his feet.

"Buzz!"

As he straightened up, limitless Buddha light emanated from him, and his massive body turned golden, as if cast in an indestructible form.

"Earth Burial King?!"

All the powerhouses were shocked because this powerful Buddha light belonged to only one person, but that person... was very thin!!

This transformation was too immense, making it hard to accept.

"Just a shell, dear fellows, there's no need for such attachment." Zhou Xiang joined his hands together and smiled at everyone.

The old man from the Phoenix Race took a deep breath and asked, "Earth Burial King, could it be that you want to meddle in this affair too?"

Zhou Xiang smiled and said, "Everything seen is driven by fate, how could there be meddling? Besides, I owe his father a kindness."

If not for Qin Chuan's guidance, perhaps he would still be mired in samsara, unable to find his true self.

"The benefactors of Heaven-Burying Valley had goodwill with me in the past, today let's avoid conflict, I ask for your consideration."

Zhou Xiang said to several gray whirlpools.

"This... Sigh!"

"Farewell."

Voices of indecision came from those whirlpools, and then they slowly dissipated too.

"The tide turns again, little Huang, it seems the situation is really about to change." The golden rooster said with deep meaning.

"You still have no chance of victory!!"

The old man from the Phoenix Race's face twitched, shouting almost maniacally.

"Hahaha, that's not necessarily so!"

A hearty voice sounded, accompanied by a burst of scorching heat, as a great sun rose from the sea of clouds, boundlessly domineering.

A frail youth and a burly middle-aged man appeared simultaneously, then slowly merged into one, becoming a tall man.

"Sun-Devouring King!!"

Everyone's expression changed drastically; Qin Zi's eyes widened as well, wasn't this the Sun-Devouring Emperor? How was this guy so strong?

"To the several from the Cyan Lotus Dao Sect, if you still remember the sentiments of the past at Wushan, please return."

The Sun-Devouring Emperor said calmly.

Hua!

Instantly, everyone's expressions stiffened for a moment, especially Ye Lingshuang, whose cheeks flushed as she muttered, "Shameless!"

At this time, several whirlpools paused briefly, and under everyone's watch, they slowly dissipated away.

"This... This..."

The old man from the Phoenix Race's mouth was agape because he was very aware that he had invited the people from the Cyan Lotus Dao Sect with the favor of a life-saving grace.

Now the Sun-Devouring King sent them away with just a phrase about 'past sentiments', wasn't this saying that the Sun-Devouring King was superior?!!

This was an unbearable humiliation!

"The tide turns again, it seems you might as well pack up and return." The golden rooster continued to speak.

"Impossible!!"

The old man from the Phoenix Race's face was flushed, and having lost in the core area, he seemed flustered, his eyes bloodshot.

At this moment, the Sun-Devouring Emperor said calmly, "You might as well cease your actions, for I come not only on my behalf but also as instructed by my sister. She says... this young man, you cannot kill."

Boom!

With these words, it was like a bolt from the blue, and even the gray whirlpools halted in their rotations, as if the powerhouses within were shocked.

The sister of the Sun-Devouring King!

That woman left an indelible mark in the hearts of all powerhouses, her strength dazzling throughout history. Throughout the ages, many powerhouses emerged among the Human Race, yet only she was called... the Human King!