CHAPTER 802: CHAPTER 560: FLOODING IN FROM ALL SIDES

Based on the words of Helian Mountain and the White-clothed Monarch, the past stories that happened on this Burial Land can be slowly outlined.

Before the establishment of the Daqian dynasty, the previous dynasty was in shambles, flames of war rose everywhere, and the world fell into chaos, reshaping the Luck. This attracted the covetous views of the Heavenly People aliens, who descended to the Lower Realm to compete for it. Heroes vied for dominance in the Central Plains. During this process, the former emperor of Daqian had the heart of a fierce lord, gradually gaining strength. Later, he allied with the Lower Realm Celestials of these Undying Kings before their deaths to suppress and drive away the alien races, pacifying the situation, unifying the world, and realizing his imperial ambition.

However, these Heavenly People, who possessed the merit of supporting the Dragon, all died in battle one by one, ultimately ending up with their bodies sealed and never able to reincarnate.

As time passed, under the nourishment of the massive Yin Qi of this ancient battlefield, these bones gradually developed spiritual intelligence, awakened to their fated destiny from their previous lives, and then slowly cultivated on the ancient battlefield on their own, their flesh and blood resurrected, becoming the terrifying existence known as Undying Kings!

They are no longer the Heavenly People of the past!

With their hearts set on the world, resisting alien races.

Now, they are merely Undying Kings, cultivated from White Bones. They have awakened the wisdom of their former lives, holding anger, wickedness, and murderous intent in their hearts.

They feel betrayed, unworthy.

Imagine, being an angel investor, risking life and death, sending your poverty-stricken startup partner to the emperor’s throne, only to be stabbed in the back when the company was about to go public, ending up in a dark prison. Wouldn’t you be resentful?

Of course, there’s hatred!

These Undying Kings roared with fury over the giant city, Demonic Qi billowing, seemingly completely out of control, engaged in a great battle with Daqian National Master Helian Mountain.

The entire giant city trembled from the shockwaves, the Essence Qi above the oasis boiled, as if dispelling the darkness of this Burial Land. Within the city, those undead creatures scattered like tidal waves, screaming piercingly.

On the battlefield, the great battle raged furiously.

The White-clothed Monarch had a bowl-sized blood hole in his chest, his heart pounding like a drum, with each beat spurting blood-colored Essence Qi, forming a blood-colored mist around him. The blood-colored Demon Saber in his hand emanated fierce murderous intent, surrounded by countless soul phantoms that emitted sharp wails. With a furious roar, the blood-colored Demon Saber burst into a blood-colored beam of light, a blade beam thousands of feet long slashing toward Helian Mountain. Wherever it passed, a black crack was torn in the space, and the underground giant city buildings were affected by the shockwaves, collapsing into dust with thunderous roars.

Elsewhere, the Aniluo Arhat, clad in a blood-colored kasaya, manifested a mountain-high blood-colored Arhat phantom behind him, with eyes like blood wheels and hands shaking the sky. A massive blood-colored swastika mark gathered in the air, bringing a world-destroying force down to suppress Helian Mountain.

The last Undying King, with an abnormally tall figure, had ghostly green flames flickering in his eye sockets, the dark red lines at the corners of his mouth growing ever brighter, as if flesh and blood would tear open from them. His black hair rose into the sky, the ends transforming into countless Evil Ghost phantoms, emitting shrill howls and pouncing toward Helian Mountain.

Facing the combined attack of the three Undying Kings, Daqian National Master Helian Mountain’s expression turned somber. His murky eyes became incomparably sharp, and his hair, like dried grass, now radiated Divine Light, as if woven with halos.

A bronze cauldron slowly rotated above his head, expanding in the wind, growing to the size of a mountain, with mountains, rivers, all creatures, birds, beasts, insects, and fishes on it. As it rotated, the cauldron emitted a stream of green Qi, exuding an ancient yet powerful aura, as if all things under heaven were forged into the cauldron body.

A thick green Qi gushed out from the cauldron to meet the blood-colored blade beam of the White-clothed Monarch.

"Boom!" The collision sent a deafening shockwave, shaking the entire giant city. The blade beam and the mountain-like heavy green Qi clashed, annihilating each other.

At the same time, the bronze cauldron radiated immense light, with the patterns of flying birds and beasts, mountains, rivers, and marshes on its body all flashing with dazzling green light. These transformed into wondrous green runes, possessing Mighty Power, shaking the void. In the brilliance of the green light, they transformed into green Divine Chains, heading toward the swastika mark of the Blood Arhat and the myriad ghosts transformed by the wildly dancing black hair.

"Boom"

"Boom"

"Boom"

"..."

The terrifying explosions filled the skies above the giant city.

The clash between the Martial Saint of this world and the level of Undying Kings was already at the pinnacle of this realm, with the Heaven and Earth Laws each controlled by them colliding, resulting in destruction of immense magnitude.

The giant city, except for the oasis below surrounded by Essence Qi and Divine Light soaring into the sky, was being destroyed and torn apart by the shockwaves elsewhere.

Below, a giant spear hummed, with Mixed Element Golden Light forming a golden shield protecting over a thousand Iron Cavalry. At the forefront, Chen Yuan’s gaze was blazing, watching the great battle above, with golden and black flickering wildly in his pupils.

"Chen, now is the moment, hurry and slip away." The Old Man Dong behind him looked up at the terrifying battle, his face pale, urgently urging Chen Yuan to leave.

The usually carefree Dragon Head of the Dragon Breeding Clan, having journeyed east and west with Chen Yuan, displayed such an expression for the first time, filled with a certain fear. He felt as if he was a small boat in the middle of a stormy sea, where even a small splash of the shockwaves from the battle above might tip him over and lead to his demise.

This feeling is not good.

Want to escape!

"Hold on, the situation is still unclear." Chen Yuan said in a deep voice, hesitation flashed in his eyes, but he eventually remained still.

"Oh dear ancestor, didn’t you see those Demons..... they are obviously not good people? As soon as that Martial Saint from the court appeared, he was besieged, and once they deal with that Martial Saint elder, it’s your turn." Old Man Dong was beside himself with anxiety, and as he spoke of those Undying Kings being Demons, he realized something, suddenly paused, and then hastily continued in a rapid whisper.

The others behind him also showed anxious and flickering expressions, under such overwhelming pressure, everyone felt uncomfortable and uneasy, waiting for Chen Yuan to issue orders.

Chen Yuan was also quickly pondering, with many lives under his charge, those Undying Kings clearly had animosity towards the court, with too many variables involved.

But Old Man Dong and the others had just arrived and didn’t know what he had experienced earlier, nor understood what kind of place this was, but he knew it was eerie, practically impossible to escape.

Even if he fled, this was the domain of those Undying Kings, who would soon find him.

And the only edge he had was the general’s coffin he had refined, the White-clothed Monarch obviously had some motive, hadn’t touched him, and even promised rich rewards.

If they wanted to act, they would have done so already, there was no need for so much idle talk.

"Wait a bit longer!" Chen Yuan said in a deep voice, the words barely escaping through his clenched teeth.

He watched the battle in the sky, his eyes flashing coldly, feeling ultimately inadequate, without any authority, this sense of lost control fueled his intense desire to break through.

During this anxious wait, a change occurred in the sky battlefield.

Only to see Daqian National Master Helian Mountain besieged by three Undying Kings, the bronze cauldron’s power diminishing, showing signs of fatigue.

Due to the lack of Essence Qi here, strength was restricted.

At this moment, an urgent voice sounded,

"Lord Chen, come quickly and lend me a hand, you have numerous Luck Spirit Roots, help me replenish Essence Qi, then we can leave here safely, otherwise we share the same fate, being from the court, they won’t spare you either."

Perhaps in desperation, this Daqian National Master said a bit too much.

The voice echoed downward, and Chen Yuan’s eyebrow twitched.

This old guy wanted to drag him into the water, knowing he had many Luck Spirit Roots, this period, without knowing how much he had spied on him among the troops.

This was no good.

His face turned cold, expressionless.

This old guy thought that even if he escaped the synergized attack of the Undying Kings, he could leave this ghostly place?

So, he opted not to move.

Seeing no reaction from him, Helian Mountain’s face sank, before he could speak further, three Undying Kings suddenly exerted great force. He had no choice but to rage, roaring, the bronze cauldron suddenly quaked, its mouth emitted a powerful suction, aiming down at the oasis to forcibly draw out the Heaven and Earth Essence Qi to replenish himself, only to see the dense Essence Qi within the oasis responding to the pull, Essence Qi like dragons turning into skyward beams of light.

And at this moment, the White-clothed Monarch emitted a cold hum, the Luck Spirit Roots within the oasis suddenly glowed with Spirit Light, and amid the buzzing, drew the Essence Qi beams back.

As a result, the bronze cauldron was briefly stalled, taking this chance, the three Undying Kings roared in unison, within mere rounds breaking the cauldron’s defenses.

Ultimately, with a thunderous boom.

A figure was directly blasted down.

Daqian National Master was defeated.

And around the same time, within the darkness where hands couldn’t be seen, above the battlefield, a black Giant Mountain descended, with shadows moving in reverse, charging into the abyss amidst the Fierce skeletal tide.