Chapter 4798

Other than the central city of Zi Chen, ninety-nine percent of the Tianwu World had already been conquered.

It could be said that there was only one city left in this world. The survivors were all in this city.

Once this city fell, Zi Chen's world would be over.

From then on, there would be no more Zi Chen in this world.

After killing the last Sacred Sovereign with the Devil God's inheritance, Zi Chen leaned on his saber. His body was covered in wounds, and some of them were so deep that his bones could be seen.

The laws of heaven and earth were unable to heal him. He could only rely on medicinal pills. However, his injuries were too heavy, and medicinal pills weren't very effective.

Those medicinal pills had been given to him by that old man when he had returned from the Devil Race. Those medicinal pills were specifically used to heal Sacred Sovereigns.

Tyrant, Yan Wei, the devil ape, and the others all arrived in front of Zi Chen. After the bloody battle, they were all injured. They lined up on either side of Zi Chen.

Su Mengyao and the others also came over. Their injuries weren't heavy, but they had used up a lot of energy. They didn't have enough time to recover.

Bi You led the others over. Of the hundred experts who had come, less than half had survived. The survivors weren't in good condition either.

Chung Ho, Ning Hua, Han Nu, Liu Shanyao, and the other ancient Sacred Sovereigns also arrived behind Zi Chen.

Following that, even more existences who were still capable of fighting walked over.

Starting with Zi Chen, everyone else came one after another and lined up behind him.

The entire city was surrounded by gods and devils. There were still many of them, but the ones at the front weren't in much better condition than Zi Chen's people.

As for the peak existences at the back, their realms weren't very high.

Mo Yizhen was at the back of the crowd. Mo Zhengtian had already joined the battle, but he had mostly stayed on the periphery. He hadn't dared to charge at the front.

In a battle of this level, a Sacred Sovereign's power was insignificant, let alone a nine-star Sacred Sovereign like him.

According to Mo Yizhen's estimates, over a thousand Sacred Sovereigns had died since the start of the battle.

Over a thousand Holy Sovereigns had died on the Martial Heaven Continent.

In the past, Mo Yi did not believe it. However, after witnessing this battle with her own eyes, she believed that through this battle, the ownership of the entire Saint Spirit Realm would be decided.

Once the Tianwu World was destroyed, this place would become the blessed land of the gods and demons.

At the same time, if Zi Chen managed to hold on, then after this battle, the gods and demons would have suffered heavy losses. It would be impossible for them to launch another decent attack, so they would have to retreat.

Zi Chen, who had never used the city's grand array, directly activated it. Countless rays of light lit up around the city, like pillars of light shooting into the sky. They converged in mid-air, forming a protective shield that was like an inverted bowl, protecting the entire city.

Seeing this scene, Old Man Ge laughed, "Zi Chen, oh Zi Chen, it seems that you've really become an arrow at the end of its flight. Do you want to use the large array to buy time to recover?

Is it possible? "

Outside the city, countless attacks soared into the sky. There were all kinds of multicolored rays of light that landed on the grand array.

The grand array rumbled and trembled, like the sound of a divine drum beating on the hearts of everyone in the city.

Everyone in the city closed their eyes and began to rest and recover. This was an extremely rare time.

In the face of such a powerful attack, the grand array consumed countless resources every second. It could be said that everyone's time to rest was completely spent on resources.

"Interesting."

Old Man Ge was in a good mood because the demons he was most wary of had all been killed. The following situation was completely under the control of the Divine Race.

"It's over."

Rays of divine light appeared behind Old Man Ge. The divine light flew forward, transforming into a huge divine hammer in the sky, and smashed down on the grand array below.

The divine hammer fell with a mighty aura, causing the entire grand array to distort even more violently.

After three consecutive strikes, the divine hammer collapsed, and the grand array also collapsed. From beginning to end, it only lasted for twenty breaths of time.

Zi Chen opened his eyes, gripping the Flowing Broken Blade tightly. "Fight to the death!"

Behind him, everyone was shouting, "Fight to the death!"

When it was time to decide life and death, after this battle, one of the two sides would definitely be completely destroyed.

Either the Divine Race or the Divine Race would die.

Zi Chen soared into the sky and went straight to Old Man Ge. Chung Ho and Han Nu went to the sides and faced the two ancient Divine Venerables.

One expert after another rushed into the sky.

In front of Old Man Ge, the divine hammer that had disappeared earlier reappeared and went straight for Zi Chen.

Sensing it at close range, the power of the divine hammer was even more extraordinary. Wherever it passed, there were bursts of wind and thunder.

Zi Chen roared and slashed down with his blade. The unparalleled blade intent cut through Old Man Ge's extraordinary divine hammer. The blade light continued to move forward and went straight for Old Man Ge's face.

Countless divine lights appeared in front of Old Man Ge. It was a shield shining with divine light that blocked in front of him.

There was a loud boom.

The blade light dissipated, and Old Man Ge flew backward.

There was a hint of surprise in his eyes. Zi Chen, who was clearly an arrow at the end of its flight, still had such a trick up his sleeve. It was really amazing.

Whoosh!

In the next moment, the sword light appeared again. It was a short sword that Chung Ho and the others had carefully crafted for Zi Chen using demon-grade materials. It could maximize the power of the Sword of Lightning.

Old Man Ge let out a cry of surprise in the distance. His body fell to the ground. The light shield in his hand had been pierced by the short sword, leaving a hole in it.

This was the sorrow of leaving a different world early. Without the Demonic Bone, there was naturally no good weapon.

In this regard, Zi Chen, who came out last, had a great advantage.

"So what if you're an ancient Divine Venerate? In the eyes of this Buddha, you're still not worth mentioning!"

The two Buddha shadows behind Tyrant immediately rushed into his body. With a burst of violent aura, Tyrant slashed out with his sickle.

An ancient Divine Venerate of the Divine Race, who had lived for an unknown number of years, had his head flying high. His eyes were wide open, filled with disbelief.

He was an ancient Divine Venerate who had survived the great battle back then. Today, he was killed by a guy who had just advanced?

After the attack, Tyrant's body fell to the ground. His aura had dropped from the highest to the lowest. At this moment, he was no longer able to fight.

However, how amazing was it to be able to kill an ancient Divine Venerate while exhausting so much energy?

At this moment, everyone was shocked.

A Divine Venerate took the opportunity to launch a sneak attack on Tyrant. After all, Tyrant had no strength to fight back now.

However, before he could approach, a gust of cold wind appeared from the side. Before this Holy Venerate could react, a sharp black blade had already pierced his back.

In an instant, the blade pierced through, and the terrifying power annihilated his vitality.

Zhang Haotian's figure flashed and disappeared again.

In this battle, he was like a ghost, wandering around everywhere.

It was fine if he didn't make a move, but if he did, he would die.

However, there were many people who wanted to take advantage of this situation to gain battle merits. After all, he was an existence who could kill an ancient Divine Venerate. The battle merits after killing him were estimated to be second only to Zi Chen.

For a moment, many people were approaching this place.

At this moment, a pair of huge feet stood in front of the monk. The gigantic Devil Ape came close. With his body enlarged, the wounds on his body were horrifying. Everywhere he passed, there would be a rain of blood splattering.

He didn't care about it at all. The long staff in his hand swept across, and the nearby fellows were instantly sent flying.

Some were seriously injured, and some were killed.

After Old Man Ge fell to the ground, there was no other movement. No one knew whether he was alive or dead. However, Zi Chen was too lazy to care about this. He rushed towards Eugene.

The other party was an ancient Divine Venerate of the Demon Race. His battle strength was not ordinary. Now that he was fighting fiercely with the devil ape, he could be considered a big threat.

After Tyrant's strength was exhausted, everyone wanted to go to him to gain battle merits. So much so that the battle began to revolve around him.

Zi Chen went forward and slashed down with his blade. Eugene blocked the blade and quickly retreated.

"You can't escape."

Zi Chen began to form hand seals. Suddenly, a thunderbolt appeared in the sky.

Accompanied by a violent roar, the thunderbolt fell from the sky and smashed into Eugene's head.

Controlling Thunder Technique.

This was the first time Zi Chen had used this technique since the start of the battle.

Eugene was hit by the thunderbolt. After he fell to the ground, there was no movement. However, Zi Chen could still sense the other party's aura.

He was not dead yet.

After using such a blow, Zi Chen had consumed a lot of energy. However, it was far less than when he had used it in the past. When he had used it in the past, every move had to be a battle of life and death.

It seemed that after reaching the Divine Venerate Realm, everything had changed.

Zi Chen was still holding on, but the direction of the battle was becoming more and more unfavorable for the Tianwu World.

Regardless of individual strength, it was just the number of people.

The number of powerhouses sent by the two clans combined was dozens of times that of Zi Chen's side.

In the entire Saint Spirit Realm, only Zi Chen's Tianwu World had the ability to hold on until now.

Even a large Divine Clan might not be able to hold on.

"This world has not changed for the better, but it is not so disappointing."

Liu Shanyao, who was covered in wounds, looked around. Everywhere he looked, there were only corpses.

In fact, he was still disappointed. However, compared to before, Zi Chen's friends had all returned. They had also brought people from the various large clans.

This made the world a little better.

However, it was only a little better. If the Spirit Clans had taken action earlier, it would not have become like this.

In the crowd below, two old men who made a living as storytellers were mixed in the trembling crowd. They looked up at the battle in the sky.

The old man in the black robe asked, "How is it?"

The old man in the white robe said, "I still can't see the situation clearly. I keep feeling that we have overlooked something."

"Overlooked what?"

"I'm not sure."

The voice of the ancient Divine Venerate Ning Hua suddenly rang out in the sky. "Old friends, young friends, we will not meet again."

Ning Hua's injuries were extremely serious. After killing an ancient Divine Venerate and many ordinary Divine Venerates, he finally could not hold on.

After saying that they would not meet again, it seemed that there was no afterlife. It could be seen that he was still disappointed in this world.

Zi Chen turned back to look at Divine Venerate Ning Hua, but he did not know what to say.

The others were also silent. In such a tragic battle, anyone would become the second Ning Hua.

Death was only a matter of time.

"Don't be anxious. Don't you want to watch the show until the end?"

An indifferent and dignified voice suddenly sounded from the sky.

Following that, waves of Divine Venerate aura emerged, accompanied by the rich power of thunder.

Someone descended from the sky.