The sheer force of the immortal light shocked everyone.

Each powerhouse stepped into the air, their overwhelming power blanketing the world.

Fifty thousand Saint Sovereigns, just saying it sounded absurd.

And this was only the Yue God-Clan.

If all Ten God-Clans gathered together, the number of cultivators was unimaginable.

Fifty thousand streaks of immortal light erupted from Yue Mountain.

A thunderous rumble echoed across the heavens. The entire sky fell silent because these fifty thousand Saint Sovereigns now dominated everything. Countless auras soared upward, each Saint Sovereign cultivated a different Primal Dao. The sky was awash in countless colors like rainbows and neon lights.

The Primal Daos numbered in the millions. They differed, yet all led to the same end, each with its own merit.

At their forefront stood the God Lord of the Yue God-Clan, the Primordial Mountain Sage Monarch. A massive, ancient mountain rose behind him, his aura thick and heavy. Just by standing there, his aura suppressed an entire region of the heavens. He resembled a True God.

His gaze pierced through hearts. His presence blanketed everything and crushed everything. His voice carried a faint echo.

“Those who offend the Yue God-Clan, must die!”

“You people really have nothing new to say,” Xu Zimo replied with a light shake of his head, smiling. “Not even a bit of originality.”

“Who are you?” the Primordial Mountain Sage Monarch asked. “Since when did the True Martial Sacred Ground have someone like you among its old ancestors?”

“You seem quite familiar with the True Martial Sacred Ground,” Xu Zimo said.

“At least more familiar than you. Outsider, you should never have interfered with these matters,” the Primordial Mountain Sage Monarch replied. “But it no longer matters. Since you came, you can stay here forever.”

He waved his hand.

“Everyone, lend me your strength. Kill this fiend. End everything that began today!”

“Yes, my lord!” tens of thousands of Saint Sovereigns behind him shouted in unison.

Their battle cries tore into the sky, echoing endlessly through the void.

Tens of thousands of Saint Sovereigns charged toward Xu Zimo at the same time. Metal Primal Dao, Wood Primal Dao, Lightning Primal Dao, Wind Primal Dao, Cloud Primal Dao, Primal Dao of Destruction… countless Primal Daos ignited around each Saint Sovereign.

Their combined attacks came down like a tidal wave, sweeping toward Xu Zimo. The power crushed mountains and obliterated everything in its path.

Xu Zimo raised his hands to block, but the overwhelming force still blasted him away.

“Imperial Ancestor!” Wang Hengzhi shouted anxiously.

“No one goes near!” Elder Willow barked.

“But the Imperial Ancestor...!” Wang Hengzhi hesitated.

“What’s the point of you going? You’d only be throwing your life away for nothing,” Willow snapped back. Though he was deeply worried about Xu Zimo, he still kept his reason.

“Trust the Imperial Ancestor. If he dared to come annihilate the Yue God-Clan, he’s definitely far beyond this.”

Everyone stared toward the direction Xu Zimo had been sent flying. The power of fifty thousand Saint Sovereigns was too great, strong enough to tear apart space and time. Xu Zimo had been sent flying through space and into another dimension.

Suddenly, a pair of hands ripped open the void, and Xu Zimo stepped out once more.

The Primordial Mountain Sage Monarch sneered. “I thought you were something special. Turns out you’re only good at empty boasting.”

“No need to rush,” Xu Zimo said with a faint smile.

An endless tide of demonic energy rose from his body. The sky, already dim, was dyed completely black. Demonic clouds churned above him.

His Hell-Suppressing Demon Physique activated. His hair turned blood-red, dark violet markings spread from his forehead down to his neck.

“Ancient Demon Race?!” the Primordial Mountain Sage Monarch exclaimed. “Since when did the True Martial Sacred Ground consort with demons?”

“So what if you’re a demon?” another Saint Sovereign, Vast Sun, scoffed. “You alone think you can challenge all of us?”

They didn’t understand, and Xu Zimo grinned.

His laughter rolled across the heavens.

“I can’t wait to crush every one of you beneath my feet. To gnaw on your corpses. To soak my hands in blood!”

He raised Shadow Tyrant and stepped into the air.

“Kill!”

In one instant he appeared before the Primordial Mountain Sage Monarch. His blade slashed down.

The Primordial Mountain Sage Monarch scoffed and punched toward the blade. But he underestimated Xu Zimo’s power, his fist was sliced in half instantly.

“You’re dead!” the Primordial Mountain Sage Monarch roared.

“Get lost,” Xu Zimo replied coldly.

Another slash fell. Blade intent tore across the heavens, sweeping demonic might before it. The Primordial Mountain Sage Monarch’s face changed. His Primordial Mountain True Fate manifested, unleashing crushing power as it descended toward Xu Zimo.

Xu Zimo raised his left hand, propping up half the sky. With one hand he held up the mountain. With the other, he grabbed the Primordial Mountain Sage Monarch by the collar and slammed him across the void.

“Assist me!” the Primordial Mountain Sage Monarch shouted.

But Xu Zimo moved even faster. He flipped the mountain over, smashed it into the ground, and drove his right fist into the Primordial Mountain Sage Monarch’s face.

The Saint Sovereign’s entire face caved in, his head exploded. For a Saint Sovereign, losing a head wasn’t a fatal injury… but the humiliation was immense.

After all, he was the God Lord of the Yue God-Clan.

Several Saint Sovereigns rushed over and pulled him out. But before they could act, Xu Zimo had already charged into their ranks.

He punched downward.

The sky split apart. A mushroom cloud rose slowly.

“Kill! Kill! Kill!”

Thousands of Saint Sovereigns tore through the sky, dodging, counterattacking. Explosions echoed through the heavens. The spectators could barely see anything, only streaks of figures flashing through the void at impossible speed.

Every now and then, another world-shaking explosion erupted.

Xu Zimo stomped through the air, charging toward the Saint Sovereigns on the left, Rage Fire Saint Sovereign Sovereign, Cold Water Saint Sovereign Sovereign, and beside them, the Shocking Thunder Saint Sovereign. Their Primal Dao complemented each other. Water and fire, and lightning amplified by water.

Seeing Xu Zimo approach, the three reacted calmly. Water and fire Primal Dao surged forth, despite the saying “water and fire do not mix,” the two merged perfectly, forming a powerful barrier.

Then Shocking Thunder sent lightning through the water, amplifying the attack. Lightning burst out alongside fire, exploding before Xu Zimo.

But before he could rejoice, Shadow Tyrant blocked the strike with the flat of its blade. Then another slash swept forward, sending the lightning and flames right back at them.

“Dodge, now!” Shocking Thunder Saint Sovereign shouted.

But it was already too late.